Page 67 of Court of Heathens

“As long as I have her,” he growls, sliding his hands up my body. I shiver, remembering the way he touched me when he fucked me. I barely survived, so I don’t know if I will survive all three, but I want to try.

Grabbing Phrixius, I yank him down for a kiss, and he laughs. The sound soon turns into a groan as he hoists me up and throws me onto the bed, appearing above me. With a flick of his magic, my clothes disappear and so do his.

Perks of being a god. “I love magic,” I murmur as I look over his muscles.

“Good, because I plan on using it on and inside this incredible body. Let me remind you what your god is capable of.”

My eyes widen, and a moment later, a glowing golden chain wraps around my throat. He coils the other end around his wrist and winds it up, using it to yank me up so I’m arched below him, my chest rising from the bed. His tongue traces over my lips hungrily. “You taste like cum and magic,” he whispers. “My two favourite things.” His other hand slides down and through the mess between my thighs. “At least you’re slick enough for me because with the way you’re watching me, Freya, I am not going to be able to hold back. We both know you cantake it, but this pretty pussy has already been fed, so I’m going to feed something else.”

My eyes widen, and a moment later, his cock slams into my cunt. He keeps me pinned with his glowing chain, watching me with that cocky smile as he rolls his hips a few times before pulling out. The chain loosens enough for me to drop back to the bed with a bounce.

He rolls me, and my head spins until we stop, and I blink up at the ceiling. He’s now below me, and the chain is still wrapped around my throat, tightening and loosening with my pulse. It throbs in time with my pussy.

“Phrixius,” I begin, but the chain tightens, cutting off my words, and then his big cock presses to my ass. He widens his legs, and before I can protest, he pushes inside my ass. I arch up to escape, but glowing chains criss-cross my chest, tying me against him, and then across my thighs, keeping me open as he pushes deeper. The pleasure makes me cry out, and I dig my nails into the bedding on either side of us.

He grunts below me when he can’t feed me another inch of his cock, and I pant above him, shivering in pleasure. I love this, love him controlling me and taking my power away.

When everyone else would be afraid of me, he is not.

He pulls out and slams back inside my ass, forcing me to take him. The chains throb, and smaller ones bite into my nipples, twisting around them like vices. His magic strokes over me as another chain appears, slithering across my stomach and down my pussy. The warm throb presses to my clit, even as the links slide inside me, filling my pussy and pressing to my clit. He rolls his hips, feeding his cock into my ass.

I’m so full of him, I can’t help but move, rolling my hips quickly.

His mouth slides across my throat before he nips at my sensitive skin there, sending pleasure spiralling through me. Fire licks at me, my nerves alight, until I can do nothing but gasp and ride him, needing more.

“You look good in my chains, necromancer,” he teases, biting my pounding pulse as I cry out his name. My pussy clenches down onthem, and they seem to throb harder. The insane vibration rolls through me until I can’t hold back.

I come all over them and him.

He chuckles in my ear. “I’m just getting started, Freya. I would tell you to hold on, but you aren’t going anywhere. You’re mine until I’m satisfied.” His voice is dark and dangerous, and it slides through me like flames.

His tongue licks at my throat, and he alternates between that and biting as he fucks me from below. When I clamp on him, he speeds up, pounding into me.

I cannot think, see, or hear.

All I can do is feel.

My body is alive, throbbing in time with the chains, until I’m slick with sweat and just a writhing mess. He fucks me through two more releases until I’m a sobbing.

His voice is tight with his pleasure. “You feel so good above me, taking me like this. Fuck, Freya, I pride myself on being a good man, a good god, yet you make me depraved as fuck. I want you chained to me at all times, pumped full of me.” His voice is little more than a snarl now. “You make me a wicked god, Freya. I’d fall for this pussy and lose everything to be here forever. Don’t you see what you do to me? You ruin me. You destroy me. You taint me, and I fucking love it.”

“Phrixius!” I cry out before chains slither across my mouth, cutting off my words. I’m trapped, encased in him and his magic. Every inch of me vibrates until my body can’t handle it and I shatter.

He roars below me, slamming into me twice before burying himself as deep in my ass as he can. My name is groaned in my ear as I feel his hot, magic-filled cum fill me up.

I must black out because when I come to, I’m still on my back but the chains are gone. Phrixius stands above me at the side of the bed, grinning at me.

“I meant what I said, Freya.” He doesn’t look away, but I feel the others drawing closer. “She’s all yours. Let me watch as you fuck our witch.”

My head jerks up, my eyes widening when I find Sha perched atthe end of the bed, his cock swirling, searching for me. His eyes are so red they glow, and shadows roll across his skin.

Despite my body being limp, my cunt clenches in want at the sight.

Sha crawls up the bed, wrapping shadows around me, and I’m flipped. I scream as I’m forced face down on the bed then yanked towards him and straight onto his waiting cock. I feel it rip me and put me back together again. His suckers find my clit and ass straight away, knowing where to go. More slide up and seal around my nipples as he yanks me up and ruts into me.

That’s what this is—rutting.

It’s animalistic, and I can’t help but cry out in pleasure, even as agony tears through me. I feel my blood and cum dripping down my trembling thighs, but I don’t ask him to stop.

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