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“Me.” I wrinkle my nose. “Why would you even ask that question?”
He releases a sigh. “You’re right, we both know you’re the boss.”
Biting back a smile, I lean up and kiss the tip of his tusk before sliding off the bed. A rush of cum drips down my thighs and I try not to flinch at the audible splat on the stone floor. I take a step. Splat. Flinch. Another. Splat. Cringe.
Splat. Splat. Splat.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Orcus’ deep, rumbling laugh brushes over my skin. I scowl at him over my shoulder, but it’s hard to be annoyed when happiness is so clearly scrawled over his face from the way he smiles to the way his eyes squint in the corner.
With a huff, I turn and go to the bathroom, pretending not to notice the soundtrack that follows me. I do my business and clean up a little. This time when I walk, there is no splat. I glance in the mirror as I wash my hands and widen my eyes. My hair is a disaster and there are dark circles under my eyes from not sleeping, but that’s not what surprises me. It’s the way my skin almost glows that catches my attention. It’s almost like… I’m truly, deeply happy. There’s no forced optimism. That deep aching desire to be loved doesn’t hurt quite as bad, not with the way Orcus and my newfound friends and family bring me joy.
“Now that’s a view,” Orcus says, appearing behind me and smoothing his hand over my ass. I start to turn, but he stops me and drops to his knees, meeting my gaze in the mirror. “I want you to watch yourself as I take the last part of you that belongs to me.”
My eyebrows slam together in confusion but when his hand pushes on my spine, I drop my elbows to the counter and tilt my hips for him. He murmurs in approval and parts my ass with his hands, slipping two fingers inside of my wet heat. I glance back at him and our gazes collide. He shakes his head and gestures toward the mirror.
“Look at yourself, tell me that woman in the mirror doesn’t deserve everything I’m giving her.”
“So demanding,” I grumble but do as he asks.
He teases a finger over my clit and I hum in approval, watching my mouth slightly part at the sensations he gives. Then his mouth brushes over my ass cheek, moving slowly toward a part of myself I’ve never given to anyone. Orcus buries his face in my ass, teasing and probing like it’s a damn feast and I… don’t hate it. The fingers inside of me pump faster and faster, and the closer I get to an orgasm, the more my skin flushes. I used to hate how easily my skin would turn red, but as I watch myself being pleasured, I have a new appreciation for it. My fingers curl and grasp at the stone counter and suddenly Orcus mouth is gone and a finger, the smallest one, slips into my ass at the same time he rubs my clit.
“Oh shiiiit,” I say, rocking back into it. It hurts a little, but it’s the perfect thing to edge the euphoria.
“That’s it, little flower.” He gently bites my ass and moves his fingers in time. The one in my ass forces me to feel every part of his fingers in my cunt, and the thumb at my clit reminds me that this is all about him making me aware he knows exactly what he needs to do to own my body.
The woman in the mirror is seductive and beautiful. This is what he sees whenever we’re together. He loves my splotchy red skin. He loves the way my eyes hood. He loves the way my teeth dig into my bottom lip, and he loves the way my mouth drops open as the first seconds of the orgasm hit.
I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I’m so happy I fell through that portal.
FORTY-EIGHT
Jealous bitches get stitches
DAISY
Even though the ceremony hasn’t officially happened, Orshana named Orcus and me king and queen. No one openly objected to that decision, but as I walk to the great hall for dinner, I catch a snippet of a hushed conversation.
“She betrayed our king,” an insistent voice carries around the wall of a hallway I’m approaching.
“No, she saved our soldiers,” a second voice objects.
“If you truly believe that, I feel sorry for you. She’s had her sights set on the crown ever since she stepped foot in the castle. I don’t even think she likes Orcus.”
“They’re mates.”
“And how do you think that happened? You know he never wanted a mate. And if he did, it would have been me.”
Ah. Now I don’t even have to wonder who is spreading rumors. It’s Lara, the ogre who clearly wanted Orcus all for herself and wanted to fight me.
“Whatcha doing, Daisy?” Orana asks.
I startle and clutch my chest. “Jesus.” I’d been so focused on the conversation I didn’t notice Orcus’ little sister approaching. “Orana, you scared me.”
She giggles. “Sorry.”
Lara and a pretty centaur join us in the main hallway. The centaur’s eyes bug, and she glances at the ogre, but Lara is too intent on glaring at me.
