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“Yes. I can...” Ransom mused, his dark, smoldering eyes leaving nothing up to interpretation. He’d been bedridden for days, away from the debauchery and sin of the Rabbit Hole. Even with the power of his Ring of Temptation, he still wasn’t quite back to his full strength.
We all knew what he needed...what he craved.
What he lived for.
Chess used his teleportation magic to slip effortlessly through the door. Moments later, we heard the clicking of an old lock turning before the door creaked open. We exchanged glances before entering, our senses tingling with anticipation.
Hatter cocked his head, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s investigate!”
As soon as I stepped inside, I felt the weight of Wonderland’s history pressing down on me. The air was thick with dust and secrets, making it difficult to breathe. Even so, I couldn’t help but marvel at the massive collection of scrolls and otherworldly artifacts that surrounded us.
Shelves upon shelves of ancient scrolls and leather-bound books towered into the gloom, their dusty spines holding untold secrets and forbidden knowledge. Strange artifacts glinted under the dim light filtering through high windows—a mummified hand, a mysterious bottle of glowing elixir, a skull etched with arcane symbols.
“Would you look at that,” Hatter whispered, his voice barely audible as his gaze wandered over the rows of ancient books.
“Unbelievable,” Callister murmured, running his hand over a strange artifact that looked like it belonged to another world. “I doubt anyone’s been here in a hundred years.”
As I explored the cavernous room, I couldn’t help but run my fingers over the engraved titles, feeling the texture of the pages beneath my fingertips. My eyes drank in the arcane symbols that adorned them. The sheer amount of knowledge contained within these walls was staggering, and I felt both humbled and intrigued by it.
I glanced over at Ransom, who had picked up a thick, dusty book and was flipping through its pages with rapt attention. The King of Clubs was so tall...his presence was so commanding...
He was my demon daddy.
The ultimate symbol of masculinity.
I felt a rush of guilt as I realized I hadn’t spent much time with him since we’d arrived here. I tried to catch his attention, but he seemed fascinated by the book in his hands. I wondered what secrets he was searching for – and whether he would find any answers in this old, forgotten library.
Suddenly his gaze flicked up and met mine. His dark eyes burned amber, then bright gold with lust.
“You and I have unfinished business, bunny,” he murmured as he closed the book and set it down. Sensuality oozed from his pores, every inch of him inviting me closer and drawing me hear. He reached out to caress my cheek, his touch sending warm shivers down my body. He’d been waiting so long for this moment. I could feel it in the air.
“Have you missed me, my king?” I asked, my voice low and seductive.
I could see the tension in his jaw as he nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from me, unwilling to hide his frustration. He grabbed my hand and pressed it against his crotch. I could feel his dick, rock hard and straining against his pants, yearning for release.
“You’ve been giving all your time and energy to Jack,” he growled possessively. “You should know better than to neglect your king in favor of a knight.”
I smirked at him, relishing in the power I held over him. “Aww, is my king jealous over a guy I’m not even fucking?”
Ransom’s eyes darkened as I teased him, a low growl resonating from his chest.
“Just for that...” he muttered darkly, and snapped his fingers. “No lube for you.”
Suddenly my clothes evaporated into thin air. Ransom grabbed me and held me down on a wooden study table littered with ancient papers and scrolls. Leather cuffs curled around my wrists and ankles and bound them together, spreading my legs wide and putting my pussy on full display.
He snapped his fingers again, now standing before me in his full, naked demon form. A pair of beautiful black wings beat once, twice, then folded behind his back. Two sets of black horns loomed above me as he leaned forward and positioned his double cocks against each of my holes.
I gritted my teeth as he skewered me with his hot, thick length, then started pumping into me at a steady clip. The burning pain of the dry friction was almost unbearable, but knowing that I’d made him jealous had turned me on more than I’d expected.
“You want Jack to fuck your tight little cunt, don’t you?” he growled as he slammed into me.
“No, I only want you, my king!” I gasped. Suddenly Chess was peering down at me from the other side of the table.
“That’s not what you said the first night we were here,” he taunted. “You told me you wanted me to breed you.”
Ransom’s eyes lit up in anger as he glared at me. “Hold on a minute—you were fucking the cat while I was fighting for mylife?” He started fucking me harder.
“Well, someone had to fuck her,” Chess reasoned with a polite shrug. “It may as well have been me.”
