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When I opened my eyes again, she stood in front of me, naked. Her breasts were larger than Charity’s, and I reached out to cup one, but she smacked my hand away.
“Take out your cock.”
I almost cried out in relief, but I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, and my heart thudded inside my chest.
I freed my cock from its cloth prison and it was a dark, dusky red, wetness on the tip.
“Lay on the bed and cover your eyes.”
I lay back, but I don’t close my eyes just yet. I watched as she turned around, straddling my hips and lining me up with her entrance.
Once she lowered herself, I slung my arm over my face, wincing.
She was so fucking tight, and I curled my fingers and toes as she eased herself down on me. She slowed, balancing herself on the balls of her heels. I snuck glimpses every few thrusts, but I laid there and let her use me like a personal fuck toy. It was wildly erotic, but it took every sad thought in my brain to keep myself from blowing my load right there.
“Come here, pet. Eat me while I sit on his cock.”
I watched as Charity moved between her legs, but could only see her head bobbing slowing while Freyja continued to assault my cock.
My balls pulled up tightly to my body and pleasure spun itself around my lower abdomen until I saw stars. I would come right now if she didn’t slow down.
“Do you like watching me use him? Yeah? Just a cock for us to use…”
Her words send me flying over the edge, coming and coming, feeling like it would never come to an end. I spend myself inside of her, and she cried out as well, screaming Charity’s name, not mine.
I don’t know what I expected to happen after, but there was no tenderness with her like there was before. She simply stood, leaving me bereft of her warmth.
I removed my shirt, wiping away what I could of our spend. The pair moved to the washing basin, taking a towel and wiping each other clean, kissing each body part after they’ve scrubbed.
My heart broke, in that very moment, and I knew Charity would never be mine. She belonged to someone else, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to fulfill her the way that Freyja did. I would never give her a feeling of safety, not when I needed to feel the same safety from another.
***
I woke up on the floor beside the bed where the two women slept.
Freyja made it very clear that she would not take my life because I was the reason Charity was not harmed.
I stretched, my back sore from the harsh, cold floors. The fire was burned to ash, and I shivered, moving out of my self-made nest, to the front of the fire.
I had to teach myself many things when I was a boy and starting a fire was one of the most important. Even though I knew there was no making it up to them, I still wanted to please them. It didn’t take long before the fire roared again, and both yawned and woke.
“Should I get you breakfast?”
Charity’s sleepy eyes tugged at my heart, thinking back to every morning I woke beside her. I would miss her soft sighs, her wandering hands.
Freyja looked exhausted, but she shook her head before hopping down and retrieving the water pitcher.
A heavy knock at the door had me rising to my feet to answer it. I already knew who it was.
“Everyone got some rest?” Domenico crowded the doorway, and for the first time since I came to live here, I felt truly like a captive. I swallowed, daring myself to speak up, “We would like food, please.”
He pushed passed me, ignoring my request.
“Are you ready, Freyja? I will bring you to Melody now.”
Freyja pulled her tattered dress over her head, and her expression was hard. I wasn’t used to seeing her without her tribal makeup drawn in ash. She looked younger, more innocent and not as menacing as she did when we first found her.
“Not like I have a choice.”
