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“The King is very tired, and very satisfied,” I murmur to the guards, with a simpering smile. “He suggested I return to my room in the House of Bounty. And he’s had his fill of these cupcakes, so you may partake of the leftovers, if you like.”
The guards perk up at the prospect of free nighttime snacks. The spell won’t affect them, and they’ll clean up all the evidence of any spellwork—very convenient for me.
One of the guards escorts me back to my room, waits for me to turn up the lamp, and then locks me in. The peacock clock on my mantel proclaims that it’s two hours after midnight.
Yesterday around this time, Rupert and I were taking the most delicious kind of risks in the House kitchen. Wicked and monstrous as the King is, watching the effect of the spell was a little arousing. He disgusts me as a person, but the idea of coming helplessly and uncontrollably so many times was strangely titillating—and that, coupled with my memories of Rupert from last night, has me feeling warm and melty.
I settle onto my bed, leaning back against the pillows. My fingers curl into my nightgown and drag it up to my waist. I open my legs and slide one hand over my mound, probing for my clit.
“I take it the night went well.”
The voice startles me so badly my heart starts pounding. “Fuck!” I gasp.
Rupert emerges from the privy closet into the soft glow of the lamp. His face is grim, his arms crossed. “So you liked what you saw of the King?”
“I—no!”
He looks pointedly at my hand, still pressed between my legs.
“Oh, that—it wasn’t him that turned me on… just the idea of being forced to come like that, over and over, until I couldn’t anymore…”
His expression softens, and his eyes brighten. “That turns you on?”
“Maybe.”
“You want to be utterly helpless, to have someone else control when you orgasm?” He’s stalking nearer, deep-set blue eyes gleaming in the shadow of his dark brows.
“I wouldn’t yield control to just anyone,” I counter. “I would have to trust them completely.”
“Hm.” He reaches down, sweeps his palm up my thigh. “And the King… how did he enjoy his evening?”
“I believe it was everything he hoped for. Are you sure he’ll remember only the visions, not the reality?”
“He’ll remember the fantasy his mind created for him. The spell works with what is already present—your essence and his lust. How many cupcakes did you give him?”
“Four.”
His eyebrows shoot up. “Four? At his age? I’m not sure that was wise, sweetheart.”
“You never told me about any safety limits.”
“Yes, well… he’s a sturdy fellow, in decent health… he should be alright. He’ll be sleeping for hours, though, and he won’t be calling anyone to bed for a few days. His libido will need to recharge.”
“What about you? What were you up to today?”
“I was recharging as well,” he replies. “Eating, resting—fulfilling as few of my servantly duties as possible. I’ll need all the energy I possess for whatever comes next.”
He crawls onto my bed, pushes my legs farther apart, and sinks his face between my thighs with a satisfied hum, like eating me out is a comforting habit.
What if it was? What if he and I were together always, and we could enjoy each other anytime we wanted?
What if, after we kill the King, we run away together?
I doubt we’ll get away with it. It’s more likely that I’ll die for killing the King, no matter how careful we are to avoid detection. But for a moment, as Rupert’s tongue glides wetly through my pussy, I let my head fall back against the pillows, and I allow myself to dream.
The two of us, running a roadside inn together, somewhere very far away, somewhere no one knows us. We’ll make new friends there. I’ll bake, and Rupert will play the host, and with my managerial skill and his magic, our inn will become an anticipated stop along the road. We’ll choose the location carefully… somewhere on a well-traveled route between cities, near enough to a village or two so we can become a popular destination for locals as well as travelers.
I can see it all—the stone chimneys and plaster walls, the glossy dark wood of the beams overhead. We’ll have gaslamps and hot running water, and we’ll adopt all the latest mechanical devices that make life easier… goddess, I’m so close to coming… Rupert and I will live in a cozy apartment at the back of the inn, and we…
