Page 89 of Princess Avenged

Blood drips from my forehead into my eyes, and my head sears with pain I deserve. I’m losing my grip. The magic holding me in is here to protect Ana. To protect us both. The demon was in charge when I tried to break free.

“Phil.” Ana’s voice draws my attention, and I drop my hands to look up toward her. “Are you okay?”

I grip the metal brackets holding down the seats, hoping they’ll keep me from lunging toward her.

“You’re bleeding.” Her eyes are full of compassion and sadness and worry. My love for her expands.

Love doesn’t matter! Fucking her matters. Hurting her matters! Focus!

The demon’s voice is so much like the master’s it sends a chill racing through me, but also firms my resolve to fight.

The metal is cutting into my hands, but I don’t dare let go. “It’s good to see you.”

“You too.” She presses her palms against the invisible barrier, and I can see the blood flowing beneath her pale skin. I can almost taste her.

Crusher, Blade and Flame arrive, forming a semi-circle around her. Their cocks are engorged with need for her, and jealousy nearly consumes me. At this moment I’d kill all three of them to be inside her.

Blade and Flame are touching her, and standing so close on either side, that their stiff cocks are brushing her body.

“Fuck her for me,” I ask them, the unexpected request jarring.

“What?” Blade tips his head to the side, as if he can’t believe what he heard.

Ana’s eyebrows draw together, her eyes full of concern.

“I want to watch.” My voice is deep, and I hope convincing. Although I’m unsure whether it’s the demon or me who made the request.

“Fuck her where I can see.” I look between Flame and Blade.

Blade looks on board with the idea. Through her linen gown, his hand slowly caresses her belly, and his hips pulse, rubbing his hardness against her.

“No, Phil.” Ember draws my attention away from her body, and from how Flame and Blade are touching her, and I look into her eyes. She looks like she’s in pain, and I suddenly want to kill Flame and Blade for entirely different reasons.

But it’s me who’s causing her pain.

“Please.” I shift from my ass to my knees, clasping my blood-covered hands in front of me. “If I can’t have you, then please let me watch as they give you pleasure.”

The demon rumbles inside me.

Which of us wants this? I can’t tell. We both do.

Reaching down, I free my cock, taking it in one hand and squeezing it as I direct it toward her. “Please!”

Ana’s gaze drops for a moment and her pupils widen, making me believe that she’s thinking about my request, but then she shakes her head.

“Phil. No. It would cause you more pain.”

“I’ll be the judge of that!” The voice comes out of me with so much force I realize the demon’s now driving. “I want to see your tiny body railed by their cocks!”

Ana takes a step back, the shock on her face quickly replaced by confusion.

Make her fuck the big one! Make them all fuck her at once! Make them rip her apart! The black one can cut her. The blond one can burn her. The big one can crush her bones, as all three pound inside her. If you ask her again, she’ll do it. She’d do anything for you.

I bring my hands to my temples. Without my vise-like grip, my cock throbs even harder.

Ana’s eyes widen.

Her pain, even at their hands, will give us power. Enough power that we’ll be able to break the magic that evil witch is using to keep us from her!

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