Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 109099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
I tried to ignore the crowd, which I could see from the corner of my vision. Instead I looked at Sel, standing in the wings across the stage from us. It felt wrong for him to be so far away, I thought. I cared deeply for Krynn, but I didn’t feel complete unless the three of us were together. But even if he wasn’t touching us, staring into Sel’s glowing bronze eyes while I fucked Krynn was a new level of intimacy.
Krynn started coming before I did. I was stroking his long, thick cock as I fucked him and I suddenly felt it go even harder in my hand.
“Mistress!” he moaned, grinding his ass against the golden dildo impaling him shamelessly. “Oh my Lady—I’m going to come!”
“Come then!” I panted in his ear. The way he was pressing back against me was forcing the other end of the golden phallus even deeper into my pussy. I could feel it giving the mouth of my womb a rough, luscious kiss and at the same time I saw Sel watching us, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure and desire.
Then Krynn’s wings unfurled on either side of me, showing all their blue and gold glory—it seemed he couldn’t help but spread them when he came, just as Sel had predicted.
At the same time, his cock started jerking in my hand, painting the dark blue leather of the Quenching Frame with jet after jet of pearly white. Because I was touching him, I felt his pleasure like my own—the deep, delicious ache that comes from being fucked well and thoroughly. It mixed with my own pleasure and exploded outwards in a wave.
Suddenly I felt my own orgasm rushing over me, filling me to overflowing. It was like dipping a cup in the ocean—of course there’s too much to hold. Wave after wave washed over me, expanding outward like a net…or maybe like a web—a spider web, I thought hazily.
With a cry, I thrust forward one more time as hard as I could, ramming the golden phallus to the hilt in Krynn’s ass. It jerked and began to shoot inside me—warm, slippery jets that filled my pussy and ran down my inner thighs. It was coming in Krynn too, with similar results. I didn’t know what magic was powering it, but there seemed to be a never-ending fountain of lube-cum in the damn thing.
I paid no attention to the mess. Instead, I leaned in and buried my fangs in the side of Krynn’s throat—right in the center of the spider web tattoo—the Markings of Lolth that he had taken just for me. As his blood rushed, salty and sweet into my mouth, I felt the pleasure circling between us in a closed loop and then Krynn was coming again and so was I, over and over and over while the double ended phallus pumped us both to overflowing with its lube-cum until our thighs were slick with it.
I was so busy coming and feeling Krynn come with me, I almost missed what the crowd was chanting. When I finally pulled my fangs free and licked the wounds to close them, I realized what it was.
“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.