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Oh, no.
"Shall I bring her downstairs?" the other man asks.
The king shakes his head. "I think not, Vess. Not yet. You can hold her arms for me if you'd like, though."
Vess's expressionneverchanges as he approaches, and takes my wrists from Doryn’s grip and clasps them up over my head, tighter yet.
"Rhea, I’d like you to formally meet Vessorian, my advisor. He wants to tell me to throw you in the dungeon and have you hanged tomorrow, but he knows I'll ignore him and keep fucking you, so he's not bothering to say a word. Vess, this is Rhea. You'll feel better about keeping her around after tasting her mouth."
Dread sets my insides ablaze.
I stare at the king in horror. He’s going to pass me around to his advisor? My lips quiver, but I can't formulate any pleas. How could I?I stabbed him in the heart. At least, where I believed his heart to be. The fact that it didn’t work isn’t much of a claim on his leniency.
Doryn lifts my legs effortlessly, bringing them to his shoulders, and I hang uselessly in the air, my limbs aching.
His cock, harder than before, slides along my filthy entrance, then past it, to push against the tight ring of muscles inches lower.My asshole stiffens, but still he drives his cock in, even as I try to thrash against him. “Don’t! Please!” I beg, although I doubt he’ll listen to me. Not now.
I think we're far past asking permission for what we can do to one another, don't you?
He doesn’t ask, and my limbs are too firmly held for my useless flailing to do anything other than kindle his interest.
"I'd relax if I were you," Vesscounselsme, ever the helpful advisor. "It’ll be less painful that way.”
I glare at him.
“If you're responsible for the wound I see on his chest, I don't think he'll mind hurting you a little,” Vessorian adds, his tone completely bored. “It'll be easier on you if you let him in."
"Fuck you," I snap at him.
Vess grins at me. It's all teeth. I decide I much prefer his indifference."Don't worry,sweetheart. I will.”
It’s a dark promise and my stomach drops further yet. He likely will. They’ll all use me before throwing away what’s left.
I’m not even ashamed of crying.
Doryn’s cock wins the fight against my muscles, and once the head of his cock is inside me, the rest slides in with numbing swiftness. A hollow gasp is ripped out of my throat. I'm so, so full all of a sudden.I’ve never had anyone down in that hole, and while it was painful at first, now I just feel overwhelmed, like I could burst at the slightest move. I stop fighting, wary of even the slightest shift.
The dark king has no such compunction. He doesn't even wait a moment for me to adapt this time; he starts to fuck me, deep, fast, uncaring that each move is tearing me apart.And to my utter, deep, terrible shame, my insides start to heat, arousal awakening my body.
"By the elders, I thought your pussy was tight,” Doryn laughs, delirious, relentlessly driving his cock in and out of me.
I don't understand how, but even mylungsare full. I can barely breathe. To my endless embarrassment, my insides scream for more.Iscream for more.
Dropping one of my legs back to the floor, the king make use of his newly free hand, shoving two fingers inside my pussy, and his thumb, against the aching nub of nerves above, as he keeps slamming my asshole, his legs slapping mine at each move.
I shouldn't feel like this. My core shouldn't coil with desire, and a rush of searing heat shouldn't shoot down to my tiptoes. They curl as I throw my head back. I am on fire. I need more.
Doryn circles my clit relentlessly, closing the distance between us to kiss me again. I should bite his tongue. I don't. I'm too busy losing myself all over again.
This is some magic. There's a spell at work. I can't possibly feel like this for no reason at all.
Leaving mine, his mouth dips lower, to my breasts, and he runs his tongue around my nipple.
Every single part of me explodes all at once. I think I black out for a blink. The next moment, I'm limp, incapable of standing by myself. By luck, one of them is holding my burning arm, the other, one of my leg, so I don't fall.
Doryn drenches my insides once again, having coated all of my orifices in filth.
Then, he does the cruelest thing he could. He laughs.
