Page 150 of Mated to the Kings

“I know, baby. You’re doing great,” Daemon says.

Zypher lies back and starts fucking me. I block out all of the pain he is causing and give him soft moans instead. When Morwen slams into my ass, I go a different direction and let out a loud, ragged moan. I see anger flash in Zypher’s eyes as he suddenly starts thrusting into me harder and harder, like he’s actually trying to hurt me. He’s pissed. I match my moans with Morwen’s thrusts and my pained noises with Zypher. The more I moan for Morwen, the more damage the pair does to me simultaneously. They are feeding off of the energy that I’m turning on them and directing it into abusing my unwilling holes. No amount of magic can block out the tears that slide down my cheeks. When Zypher sees that I’m crying, he smiles and drives into me harder.

Normally they shit-talk while they rape me, but this time is different. They are both angry at one another, and I made it worse by moaning for Morwen. Now they are both taking their anger out on me. As time goes on, I let more and more of that pain out to the point that I’m nearly sobbing. This only encourages them further, and I feel them shift inside of me. I can’t stop the screams from coming out of me as they continue to do as much damage as they can.

Right as their orgasms take over, they both sink their teeth into me as they bite down. On instinct, I try to pull away from them, and Zypher slaps me across the face, mid-thrust. My ear rings from the impact to the side of my head, and I can taste blood on my lip. Zypher and Morwen continue to rage-fuck me through two more orgasms, at which point I am sobbing.

Morwen pulls out of me, and Zypher moves me off of him so that I drop to the floor in a heap. I curl myself into a ball as pain shakes through my body. Zypher grabs me by the hair and yanks my head up so that I look at him. “If you ever moan for another man like that again, I’ll kill you myself. Heal yourself and go back to your corner.”

“Yes, sir,” I whimper through my tears. He steps back from me, and when he lets go of my hair, my head drops to the floor. I am so weak. I don’t know if I will be able to get up off the floor.

“Well, get up. Heal yourself,” Zypher demands.

“I can’t get up,” I say weakly. I’m desperately trying to get up because I’m positive he’s going to get more mad if I don’t.

“Get. Up.” he growls.

“I can’t. You fucking hurt me,” I snap. I immediately wish I could take it back. I see it coming before he ever even does it. I flinch and cover my face with my arms. His kick lands in the center of my abdomen, and I scream out in pain.

“Help her up, but don’t let me catch you talking to her. When she’s done healing, go back to your corner,” Zypher says before walking out.

“Come on, baby. We need to sit you up,”Daemon says softly.

“It hurts so badly,”I say to them.

“I know, Lilith. You’ll feel better when you heal,”Kael says.

They sit me up so that I’m on my knees. It takes me a moment to start healing myself. Once I have a hold on it, it takes me much longer than usual. For most of it, the guys have to hold me up because I am so weak. Eventually, I am done healing, but I don’t move.

“Are you okay now?” Daemon asks.

“Yeah. I just need to feel you guys for a little longer.”I say. I don’t move, and neither do they. They keep pretending like I’m healing, and I keep my eyes closed. It would also be beneficial for Zypher to see me struggle to heal. That is the absolute limit of the abuse I can take from them. If he sees how I’m struggling to heal, he won’t go past that point. He’s not actually going to kill me, regardless of what he says. He wants to keep me.

“Thank you,”I say.

“You’re welcome, baby. We are on the home stretch now,”Kael says.

I am healed, but I’m still slightly wobbly when I stand up. They keep their hands on me in fear of me falling. Once I have a handle on things, they step back from me. We all know that we are going to get out of here soon, but it’s so painful when they walk away.

I clean up and go to my corner. I resume sitting with my legs pulled to my chest and my forehead resting on my knees. I focus a little more on healing to get my energy back because I know that Zypher will come back after a while.

I dozed off at some point after healing, and I am woken when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I gasp and press myself into the corner of the room until I see that it is Zypher. For half a second, I expected it to be the witch from the tent, but it’s not. “Hey, it’s just me, precious,” Zypher says softly.

“Sorry,” I whisper.

“It’s okay. How do you feel?”

“Tired,” I admit. “I’m okay.”

“I didn’t mean to get so mad. You just know how to push me,” he says. Fucking narcissist.

“It’s okay. I should have been more careful,” I say.

“You’re getting better,” he says with an annoying smile. “Come show me how sorry you are.”

“Yeah?” I say with feigned happiness. He nods and takes my hands to pull me up from the ground.

“Go to the table,” he says. I smile meekly and walk to the table. With him behind me, it gives me a chance to roll my eyes. Kael coughs to dampen his smile.

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