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“Don’t you? Did you address me with all honors due a king?”
I didn’t. He’s unworthy of honors.
“What will it be, then? Are you going to take your spanking, or shall I exact my revenge another way, darling Rhea?”
He must be fucking kidding.
But I am here to kill him, and pleasing him first is the best course of action, so I face forward, bracing as I prepare to let him amuse himself with his depraved desires. I don’t doubt this is all about what he wants, and nothing to do with what I deserve.
“Words, Rhea. I know you can use them.”
I’ve always hated the king of shade. Now I decide I also hate King Doryn. And a good thing too. He’s making my job easier. “Just get it over with,” I hiss between my teeth.
9
CALDORYN
Oh, she’s a delight, this new toy of mine. No one has ever bothered to discipline her, I can tell. She was spoiled before whatever tragedy befell her that turned her into a would-be assassin. And still, she believes herself above rules, above punishments.
I slap her firm, toned, yet full ass for the third time, leaving a clear handprint on the snow-white skin. And then I do it again, and again, and again, rhythmically, rarely hitting the same place twice, covering her entire buttocks. I watch her squirm, and delight in all her pants, the low moans, the way her thighs rub together. She tries to be discreet. She tries to hide that she’s enjoying herself from herself as much as from me. When I’m tired of letting her play the victim, I slide my hand beneath the fabric of her underwear and find her drenched, as I expected.
“You’re soaking my fingers already,” I say, voicing her shame as I explore the tender flesh between her legs. “You quite liked being put in your place, didn’t you?”
“Screw you!” She’s done with pretending she wants to charm me.
I chuckle. “Soon, darling. Very soon. First, I feast.”
I lower her drawers to her ankles and kneel behind her, bringing my face to her sleek entrance. And I lick each corner, each fold. I suckle her nub, my hand teasing then entering her drenched cunt. It tries to strangle my fingers, tight as she is. My cock’s straining to break free, and at long last, I unsheathe it, fisting it with my free hand and slowly pumping it, too soft to provide much relief. When I come, it’ll be inside her, and I must taste her release before I fuck her long and raw.
This is the most delicious creature I’ve ever had the pleasure to touch, and I will devour everything she has to give. Everything.
Her breathing is louder, erratic, and she can’t stay still, thrashing against her own undoing. Smirking against her clit, I flick my tongue over it back and forth, and suck it while my fingers dance in and out of her.
She douses my face as she lets go with one last scream, legs quivering.
Fucking perfect.
I rise and circle her to reach her face.Rhea needs no prompting. She kneels in front of me, letting her skirts fall back down, and not bothering to pull her underwear back into place; they hang around one of her ankles as her hands seeks the back of my legs, and her mouth seeks the tip of my cock.
She opens wide to take me in, tongue out to cover her bottom teeth. She was trained in the art of whoring, as most would-be assassins have to be. As someone like her is made for. One of her hands moves to clasp the base of my cock, the other palming my ass. Then, she sucks, bobbing her head up and down my length slowly, adjusting to my size.
I hiss, bringing my fist to her glossy brown hair. It’s ridiculously soft to the touch. I tug it, gently directing her rhythm, speeding her up. My hips move to meet her, driving my cock deeper inside her hot mouth. A tremor travels along my legs as my core tightens. Fuck, she's good. Those red lips slide all the way to my base as she takes me deep in her throat and I have to fight myself not to explode right there and then. Throwing my head back, I let out a sound higher than I've known my voice to ever lift, something between a plea and a moan. I need a moment. She doesn't give me one. She moves her head backward and forward, drooling all over my cock as her throat fucks me deep.
I give up in my endeavors at restraint. I was never going to last. I meet her moves with thrusts of my own, fucking her right back, until my limbs quake and explode with a dizzying force. My cum fills her mouth and drips all over her face, coating her skin. I am loathe to withdraw out of her warmth.
Half of my strength has left me. If she tried to kill me right now, she might just manage, depending on how she goes about it. But instead, she brings her hand back to my cock and smiles up at me, satisfied with herself.
Her clenched hand runs the length of my cock, soft but purposeful. The member is quick to obey her probing, and hardens under her touch.
I run my thumb over her stained cheek.
So beautiful.
So filthy.
All mine. Or she will be, soon enough.
"I see my cock is called to serve."
