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“Blessed is she whose Bite is Sweet—who gives Pleasure with Pain—who Fills us all even as she Drains us.”
They were saying it over and over again, the many voices a murmuring tide that ebbed and flowed but never stopped.
I realized it was the same thing I’d heard the Lesser Fae chanting when I went to meet them down in the Palace basement. What did it mean now that the Nobles and High Fae were chanting it? Had the Public Quenching really convinced them of my right to take the Throne and my status as the true Queen of the Midnight Court?
From the sour look on Mordren’s face when he stepped to the front of the stage, that might be it.
“All right, all right, that’s enough!” he shouted, holding up his hands for silence. But the Court just kept on chanting over and over again.
“Blessed is she whose Bite is Sweet—who gives Pleasure with Pain—who Fills us all even as she Drains us. Blessed is she whose Bite is Sweet…”
Suddenly Sel was there. He helped me pull the golden phallus out of Krynn and then he unfastened the lighter Fae’s ankles and wrists from the Quenching Frame.
“Is it over?” Krynn still looked dazed. He took a step and staggered, nearly falling.
“Yeah—it’s over.” Quickly, Seldarin grabbed him. Slinging one of Krynn’s arms around his neck, he wrapped his right arm around his friend’s waist. Then he shot a glance at me.
“Are you all right, Princess? I don’t need both of you fainting on me.”
“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “Er, should I bow or say something?” Now that the extreme pleasure I’d felt was over, everything seemed awkward and strange all over again. I felt hyper-aware of the thick golden phallus that was still sticking out in front of me—especially the part that was still inside me.
“Better not,” Sel growled. “Mordren’s already angry enough—the Court has chosen and he’s not the one they picked.”
“Do you really think so?” I gave the crowd a hesitant wave and the chanting increased in volume and intensity.
“You have to ask?” Sel said dryly. “Clearly the Court felt the Royal energy you were putting out.”
“Royal energy?” I frowned.
“Feels like waves of pleasure washing over you,” he explained. “Only a true Queen of the line of Lolth can project it—you just nearly made the whole fucking audience come in their fucking trousers, Princess!”
“I did?”
“Fuck, yes,” Sel growled. And you handled your Thirst very well—you didn’t drain Krynn or kill him, so now they trust you. Mordren was trying to prove that they needed another hundred years of his Regency—you proved him wrong.”
It seemed strange to me that the act of biting and fucking Krynn in front of the crowd could make them trust me—and even stranger that the pleasure I had felt had somehow been communicated to them. But maybe Sel was right, I speculated—maybe I had been putting out some kind of energy. I had certainly felt waves of it crashing over me during the pleasure loop that Krynn and I had created as I bit him—both of us had been coming over and over again. Had the Nobles and High Fae of the Court really felt our pleasure as their own?
“Look, we can’t stay here, Princess,” Sel said, interrupting my speculation. “We need to make some distance between Mordren and us—and also between us and any possible assassins. Have to get back to the Cavern of Lolth as soon as possible.”
“All right—can I take this thing off me—out of me, though?” I asked, nodding down at the Spelled Gold phallus.
“We’ll make a quick stop at the dressing room,” Sel decided. “Then we’re out of here.”
We made the fastest stop imaginable—just long enough for me to pull out the phallus—(a gush of lube-cum came with it) and to throw Krynn’s robe on. I gathered my banquet dress to my chest to hide my bare breasts and then the three of us made our way back to safety.
46
Lily
“Is he all right?” I asked, as we staggered into the Cavern and Sel lowered Krynn down against the side of the large marble tub.
“He will be in a while.” He was already fiddling with the golden swan’s wings so that water rushed out of its beak to fill the tub. “This happens sometimes after his Needing Cycle is finally satisfied,” he added. “He gets weak and disoriented. He just needs to get cleaned up and kept warm. I usually let him sleep with me on nights like this—he seems to need lots of extra contact for some reason.”
“Well, since we’re all sleeping together, that shouldn’t be a problem,” I pointed out. I looked down at myself and grimaced. “I know that bath is probably for Krynn, but can I get in with him? I’m a sticky mess.”
“Actually, I thought all three of us could take a bath together.” Sel reached around behind the golden swan’s body and pressed something. To my shock, the marble bathtub suddenly began to grow until it was big enough for three.
“Oh my God—how did you do that?” I demanded, when it finally stopped.
