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"It didn't need much of a call," she jests, hand still jerking it.
She looks glorious on her knees, fisting my girth, licking her lower lip, eyes bright, skin flushed. I don’t think she even realizes she’s shining like the light of a thousand stars right here, where she belongs.
I catch her under the arms to lift her up and sweep her off her feet. I carry her easily to the blue velvet chaise where Silver usually lounges as I write correspondence in the morning. Laying her down, I realize I'll never see it again without my cock hardening at the sight. I lift her hips over her head, folding her in two, and her dress falls down her bust, revealing her shapely legs, and her shiny pink cunt.
We're both still dressed, my open pants low on my hips, her dress on, panties still around her ankle. Next time, I'll have her spread out without any of this nonsense, but I'm not dealing with corset laces tonight.
I stand over her, cock pressing past her entrance slowly, savoring every inch forward. She's so tight, my eyes roll in my head as my balls tighten as I sink further in. They were drained just moments ago and already, I'm struggling to keep it together. She chokes my cock, and her molten heat drives me insane.
I'm shocked to see that her cunt, while incredibly tight, takes all of me in, like it was made just for me. I grind into her, and Rhea's pants morph into plaintive moans as I keep drilling into her. Her insides accustom to my size, giving me leave to move without strangling me, so I drive in and out deeper with each thrust.
Her breasts bounce out of her bustier, and she brings her hands to them, stroking them for me, screaming wordless pleas as the walls of her cunt spasm around my cock. I don't stop. I can't. There is nothing polite, civilized, or courteous in the way I am fucking this woman. I am an animal with primal needs. I am copulating.Mating.I curse myself for taking a contraceptive potion today, as I do every morning.
"I'm going to keep you," I tell her as I rut. "I'm going to fill your belly until it swells with my heir, and then I'll put another one in there. And another." I've never felt that desire before. Not with any priestess, courtier, or wild thing in the woods.
She makes no reply, and it matters little. My keeping her isn't up for debate.
Part of me wishes I was wrong about her. That she was nothing but a pretty thing enamored with the idea of the crown I would give her for the asking. Why not? Someone should wear it. A queen wouldn’t be a true figurehead of the realm—Nyxar only recognize the authority of the monarch to which the lords have bowed to. But having a woman by my side would be a symbol of stability. Not to mention, it’d make my life considerably more pleasant.
Her life here would have been so much easier that way. But my master of spies was clear. I would meet the most beautiful woman in the realm today, and she'd try to kill me.
Her walls grip mine once more, tears streaking down her face as she comes for the third time, taking me with her. I jerk again, coming with a deep, guttural groan.
I let myself fall on my murderer, eyes closed.
When she lifts a blade, poised to strike, I smile.
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RHEA
I don't let myself question why the king is smiling. I bring the blade down and stab his chest, on the left side, aiming for his heart.
I don't know why I'm crying when I hit him. I don't know why I keep saying sorry, again and again, as I crawl away on the floor.
I should run. Every second matters now. Sorsha, the others—they'll have seen us leave, and they’ll be positioned for an escape.It’s just a matter of time before someone seeks out the king, and finds him.
Not him. Hisremains.
I can’t stop my erratic, uncontrollable sobs.
Pull yourself together, dammit.
He isn't my first kill—far from it. Iknowhe deserved every bit of pain, and the death I delivered with my blow. The world will be better for it, no matter his charms, and the way his words, his mouth, his cock, and his hands set me ablaze.
It's done. I've killed the man responsible for my family's death, for my village's destruction. I've exacted vengeance and saved countless innocents. And now I have to save myself, if only because if they catch me, they’ll likely torture me, and make me talk. I could give away the other spies under duress, or spells. I need to get out of here. Sorsha and Alrion could need me.
Get up.
Remembering my friends gives me the strength to finally get to my feet, though I’m trembling all over.
Don't look. Don't look at him.
But of course, I look.
Doryn is silent and still. He should be.He should also be a corpse, and he isn't. His bright blue eyes are set on me, and his mouth is curved in a cold smirk.
"Why, I believe you really are sorrowful." He tilts his head. "Unexpected."
