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"Such beautiful creatures. Are all royals as lovely, or are you two the exceptions?" Lord Zaiper remarked, catching them off guard. They exchanged glances and swallowed tightly, remaining silent.

"I expect to hear words," Lord Zaiper pressed, eyes darkening as he focused on Aekeira.

"We do not know, Your Highness," Emeriel quickly interjected, redirecting Lord Zaiper's attention to himself.

"Interesting. Perhaps I should acquire all the human royals to judge their beauty for myself." He tilted his head, seeming to genuinely consider the idea before refocusing his gaze on Emeriel. "You are the one the beast mounted last night."

Emeriel noticed the barely concealed resentment with which Lord Zaiper spat out ‘the beast.’ "Yes, my Lord."

"How in Tartarus are you still alive?" Lord Zaiper furrowed his brows, sparing a glance at Aekeira. "You were mounted before him; how are both of you still alive?"

You would wish us to die, would you not?"We do not know, my Lord," Emeriel said.

An uncomfortable silence, filled with tension, ensued.

Then, Lord Zaiper locked eyes with Emeriel. "Undress."

Chapter sixteen

HIS DOOM. HIS SANCTUARY.

Aekeira heart skipped several beats, and panic flashed in Emeriel’s eyes. Adjusting himself on the bed, Emeriel's fingers trembled as he reached for the hem of his tunic.

"Not you." Lord Zaiper’s gaze shifted from Emeriel to rest upon Aekiera. "You. Rise and undress for me."

Relief rushed through Aekeira. Thank the gods, it was not Em.

She rose, undressing tensely. Completely naked before Lord Zapier, he closed the distance between them, his eyes scrutinizing her body intently.

His eyes stayed on her plump breasts, then lowered to her flat belly before settling on her most intimate area. "Mmh. Beautiful," Lord Zaiper remarked. His hand moved to her womanhood, palming her.

Aekeira squeezed her eyes shut, but remained still as Lord Zaiper explored her body. His eyes held a daring challenge, silently warning her against any negative reactions.

Emeriel’s fist was clenched.

Do not react, Em.Aekeira pleaded inwardly.Reacting would only get you in trouble.

"Such a pretty pussy," Lord Zaiper's hand encircled Aekeira's narrow waist, the other slipping between her legs, forcing them apart. Without finesse, he inserted two fingers inside her.

Aekeira cried out, her eyes watering.

"Tight," he murmured approvingly, his head tilting to the side. "Your body recovered quickly after taking our beast form. Impressive." He continued thrusting his fingers in and out, exploring and probing. "Hades, your channel is too narrow. You are going to feel so good on my dick. We will have so much fun."

Aekeira felt sharp, acute pain gnawing at her. Tears flowed freely, and her knees trembled with the effort to remain upright.

"All hail His Majesty the Third! The third sovereign ruler of Urai. Sole leader of the western wings. All hail Grand Lord Vladya!"

The door swung open, and Grand Lord Vladya entered with his characteristic lethal grace.

"Our presence is requested. We must gather at the Court of Duty to address the council," Lord Vladya announced, his gaze fixed on Lord Zaiper.

Lord Zaiper withdrew his fingers and, like a male who had all the time in the world, brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply.

"An earthly scent." A low growl emanated from his throat, his eyes shutting momentarily as he savored the scent, before licking his fingers clean. "Truly exquisite."

Only then did he step away from Aekeira, his attention shifting to Lord Vladya standing behind him.

"I did not want to be interrupted. Damn it, I had plans for tonight," he grumbled, his eyes suggestive as they landed on Aekeira.

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