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He freed himself, revealing his thick cock, barbell piercings and all, to her widening eyes. Her surprise only made me want to join him.

Her breasts shifted as she leveraged her ankles on his shoulders to lift her hips, pressing into his hand and reveling in the way he was playing her. Her little gasps and moans had me straining to get free.

Talos watched her body with such interest. Even without the lower half of his face being visible, his expressions were divine.

This was rather unfair. All the times we could have both fucked her, he’d not given in, and the one time I was forced to be a spectator, he was ready to pound her until she screamed. Maybe he just liked it when I watched him get off.

Dorothy’s gaze was transfixed on those barbells that reflected the soft light of the dining hall torches. She bit her lip in such an appealing way as he lined up his cock with her soaked pussy.

“Ready to admit you’ve always wanted to fuck her?”I forced his attention back on my words. Back on me.

He entered her slowly, filling her with his tip, and only stopping as the first rung of his metal ladder was against her opening. His eyes rolled back in his head, as if he was near ready to come just from the feel of her around his head. It would take some force to push the metal in, and I’d near forgotten about the witch entirely in that anticipation.

“Would it help if I admitted watching you makesmewant to fuck her, too?”

Short answers. Still nothing revealing. Not to Sasha anyway. That admission was perfectly vivid to me though.

Talos forced the first piercing into her, then he stopped briefly at the second step. Dorothy winced as he continued slowly to the third. He was stretching her but also testing her, making sure she could feel his ridges without it being vicious.I wish he’d make it more vicious.

“Look at her taking you like a champ.”I jerked in my webs again, but it was pointless.“Imagine if you didn’t have to hold back.”

Even Talos’ thoughts were starting to sound ragged and undone. He sunk in all the way, then he drew out again slowly, The piercings tugged at his rock hard cock as he drew out and pushed in again.He slid in and out of her again.

Dorothy squeezed her eyes shut, “Oh fuck.” She moaned. She was trying not to visibly enjoy it, but they were both starting to lose themselves to the other. Acting was a chamber in their brain that had been locked shut and forgotten.

Talos lifted her hips to change his angle, and he started moving faster.

Sasha’s brow twitched at that. Any illusion that he was speaking in idle thoughts as he fucked her, rather than having a conversation with one of his companions, was lost. I glared at the spiders crawling on my body, hoping I could free myself before this escalated. These were unwanted pests just like me. Just like the crows. She didn’t deserve dominion over these monsters.

“Enough.” Sasha spat with animosity and jealousy. She paced around to one side of the table, then she took two tall steps to place herself atop the platform. In a swift motion, she pulled her knife from her garter again, and she crouched down by Dorothy’s head. She placed the blade firmly against Dorothy’s windpipe. Both of them froze solid. The slightest shift would be enough to slit Dorothy’s throat. “Now harder, Talos.”

Dorothy’s heart rate climbed again, and it seemed loud in my ears. Neither of them had been satisfied yet when Talos started to pull out. I couldn’t tell if he was terrified of the way his thrusts could now kill her, or if he was even harder at the possibility.

And I’d never wanted to fuck the both of them more than I did in that moment.

Chapter 43

Fucking Lucifer.I’d been doing everything in my power to keep up this act of loyalty and not hurt her, but her cunt was so hot and wet, it was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Sasha had been cold and rough inside. If I had any clue how otherworldly it would feel to sink into Dorothy, I’d have fucked her in the tent with Tobias, and these communication challenges wouldn’t be an issue.

And now I had to find a way to control how hard my thrusts shook through her, lest I be an accomplice in slitting her throat. I couldn’t kill Sasha no matter how rough I’d been, but humans were so fragile. The fact that such a thought only stirred my arousal was a problem I’d address another time.

I drew out of her slowly, savoring the tug of each bar, and the way she tensed on the ridges was exquisite. My gaze fell on the girl who looked at me with undeserved gentleness, even with a knife to her throat, even through the small winces of pain while I fucked her, and even when my piercings risked tearing her apart. I didn’t know how much time we had before Sasha got angry enough to finish the job and start putting Dorothy’s pieces in jars and on the dinner table. If I came in her now, I could still forge the connection I needed to talk to her, but the chances of Sasha letting me get off without killing Dorothy for having the audacity to take my seed was less than zero.

If I treated her more roughly, I could calm Sasha, but I might scare Dorothy again. If I pounded into her the way I would a witch, I might permanently wreck her pussy.

I hated myself for even thinking such a barbaric thing—even more so for the fact that the thought of breaking her on my dick edged me closer to orgasm. Becoming her villain would save her life, and it would cost me all of the humanity I’d fought for.

If I was Crowe, would I be able to do it? Would I like the sound of her cries? I shook my head, not wanting to answer that question for her sake or mine.

Crowe wasn’t the heartless bastard he thought he was. But me? I absolutely could be.

Chapter 44

My blood was trickling down my neck as the blade broke skin, while my arousal was dripping down Talos’ pelvis. I was trembling but trying to stay still at the same time. I kept my eyes on Talos and far from the witch’s gaze. His cock was so thick, and those ridges were hitting all the right places, and I don’t know that I could have figured out how to care about the danger of it all anyway. Any pain had long since turned to pleasure, and I wanted that orgasm more than I’d ever wanted to come in my life. So long as he was filling me with confidence as strong as his dick, I’d keep up that trust.

I couldn’t speak to Talos, but he’d made it abundantly clear how good he wanted me to feel. We were all actors here, but I was finally getting to see who he was under his mask.

I shuddered when he drew out again.

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