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This sense of her not really belonging here. This sense of someone after her…but why?As I think, I let names cross my mind.

I mentally speak Des’s name. He’s obvious in this. A fun little game of driving his future wife fucking insane with fear. Breaking her down in his way while I do it my way. A prequel of how he’ll literally ruin her life to the point where she’s nothing but a medicated mess, plotting the easiest way to end her life.

Fuck. I can’t let that happen.

Fuck off, Tyrant, it’s not your business.

I think about her ex.Her first love.Zero jealousy because the past is irrelevant to the present or future in my book. She hurt the guy. Love makes people do crazy things. Maybe this guy got wind of her coming here and lost it for good.

Of course there’s her cunt of a stepmother. That cliché evil story.

Just before sunrise I rise up from the chair I’ve sat in all night. I’m still naked. I step closer to the bed and brush some hair out of Serafina’s face. She’s sleeping peacefully. Too peacefully. She enjoys what I’m doing to her. I’ve unlocked a secret chamber of her soul.

My cock hangs just inches from her sleeping mouth. I curl my lip and grab my cock with my right hand and begin to slap it against her lips. She begins to stir a little, licking her lips, licking my cock without realizing it. I place my left hand on her cheek and hook my thumb into her mouth.

“Open up,claimed one,” I growl in a whisper.

Serafina’s eyes flicker and then open wide when she realizes it’s me standing at the side of the bed with my cock poised to fuck her mouth.

She opens her mouth and inches toward me. I thrust forward and slide my thickening cock into her mouth. Halfway inside I pull back and then I begin to fuck her mouth. My left hand restson her face. I pump back and forth. This is a very different angle for having your cock sucked. Her tongue touching the left side of my shaft. The right side of my cock rubbing against her teeth and roof of her mouth.

My hands slide forward and down into her hair. I pull my cock from her mouth just to hear the sound of it. We don’t need to say a word to one another. She knows her position in all of this.

Using my right hand I tug at the base of my cock, producing clear liquid at its rounded, full tip. I rub my cock against her lips, leaving my precum behind. I pull away again and she licks her lips, tasting me.

I thrust forward once again and bury my cock into her mouth, all the way to her throat. Her body jumps a little but her throat stays relaxed. She’s learning. She’s breaking.

I switch hands meaning I now use my right hand to pull at her hair while I fuck her mouth. My left hand reaches under the covers and I grab for her right tit. Her palm-full size and knotted nipple have me growling in my throat with a deep breath. I feel the rush of my cum pulsing from my balls up through my cock. I’m just a few thrusts and a few more seconds after that away from being done. I could hold back if I wanted to. This isn’t about that. This is about teaching and reminding Serafina who she is.

She’s nothing. She’s someone to fuck. A mouth to come into. An ass to play with.

I refuse to look at her when I feel myself about to come. I cannot make eye contact with her while I fill her mouth. That’s too much. Too far.

My cock pulses and I grunt as the cum pours from me into her mouth. Her mouth tightens as she collects and swallows me. Little purrs echo from her throat and ripple against my throbbing cock.

I fuck her mouth and continue to come. I don’t look down at her. There’s no fucking need. She can go back to sleep.

I’m going to take a shower and put on clothes.

We’ve been summonedto thePergfor a meeting.

Once again I find myself in a black robe, a mask, standing in line, waiting for the command to enter. We walk in a straight line and find Luc sitting on the throne in his gold mask. We make a long line, shoulder to shoulder.

From what I can tell I have Peri on my left and Vic on my right. I notice someone standing near the throne. Black robe, mask, but something extra. I’m not joking when I say this, but there’s an eyepatch on the mask.

That means Baal has returned. Back from getting his eye gouged out by Luc. I guess that’s technically my fault. But you know what? Fuck Baal. He wasn’t prepared for a job and he paid a price for it. That’s how it goes around here.

Luc rises to his feet and takes off his mask.

“Tyrant and Destroy, masks off also,” Luc demands.

I reach up and take my mask off. To Luc’s right, Des takes his mask off. Our eyes lock and I want to fucking kill him. I know in my heart he drugged Serafina. The teddy bear though… maybe.

Yet I can’t shake the feeling that it’s something else too. Meaning, what, two people want to hurt myclaimed one?

“Fantasy went well,” Luc says. “Everything completely in control. Exactly what was requested.”

“Of course,” Des says. “No need for personal issues to take away from the bigger picture. Right, Ty?”

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