Page 32 of Mated to the Kings

“It comes from just your abdomen, and you have a tank top underneath your blouse. I wouldn’t put you in danger. Trust me?” he asks.

Instead of answering, I walk over to him. Daemon grabs me by the hips and pulls me in front of him before whispering in my ear. “How did it feel when he made you come?” Daemon asks.

“Icky. It felt wrong. I didn’t want to,” I say honestly.

“How about when you come for us?” he asks before kissing my neck.

“It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt,” I smile as I expose more of my neck.

“Then let’s show him what you really sound like when you come,” Daemon says while bending me over Morwen’s desk. He pulls my skirt up and lays the fabric across my back to further protect my secret. He then slides my underwear down my thighs before moving his hands to my waist.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Morwen demands.

“I’m fucking the queen over what used to be your desk,” Daemon says as he pulls his cocks out. I look over, and Leli winks at me while Kael and Callum are laser-focused on Morwen.

“Dear God, you are a lucky woman,” Leli says. My giggle turns into a groan when Daemon slowly pushes into me, filling both of my holes. He presses his thumbs into my lower back on either side of my spine to hit some sort of pressure point. My body relaxes, but I grip the edge of the desk as pleasure moves through me as he slowly strokes inside of me.

“You like seeing her get fucked?” Kael asks him.

“Who doesn’t like watching a whore get what she deserves?” Morwen retorts.

“Go ahead. Show us how much,” Callum says. “You’re such a big man who thinks it’s okay to hold someone down and fuck them. Do I need to find someone to hold you down and fuck you in the ass?”

“No,” he growls.

“Alright then. Watch him fuck our mate while you touch yourself like the pathetic little cuck that you are,” Kael says.

“What? Are you crazy? No,” Morwen says while Daemon continues to leisurely pump into me. My breathing is rapid. Even his slow movements are intoxicating. The way he fills me shouldn’t be possible. He is massive, and each time he pushes into me, my breath catches.

“No one in this building likes you, Morwen. I can find someone in no time to come hold you down and make you scream for us,” Callum says.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I groan. I am lost in my own world as Daemon slowly fucks me into a stupor.

“Now!” Kael screams at him. I can’t help but giggle when I hear Morwen unzip his pants. My laughter turns into a moan when Daemon surges into me. He quickly falls into a relentless pace. The more I try to contain my moans, the harder he pounds into me.

“Oh my Gods, Daemon,” I moan. “Fuck, just like that.”

“See the difference, Morwen?” Callum says with a mocking tone. I can hear the sounds of Morwen getting himself off watching me get railed.

My moans are ragged, and my legs are shaking as an orgasm is threatening to burst out of me. “Gods, don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I cry out. He is thrusting into me with such force that he’s moving the desk. I’ve given up on trying to be quiet. My moans echo off the desk and reverberate around the room like a perfect falsetto voice filling an opera house. Ice and fire flood my veins as I start to fall. A forceful climax forces its way out of me, but the waves send wave after wave of pressure to my belly. I feel as though I may actually break in half in a second from how deep he is pushing. All of my muscles tighten, and my breath catches when I push back to force him deeper. I move in sync with his movements, and the only thing I can manage is whimpers.

“That’s it, baby,” Daemon encourages. His grip on me is tight as he keeps me pinned to the desk.

“Come and I’ll cut it off,” Callum says casually when Morwen grunts.

“Fuckfuckfuck. Oh, Gods. Oh Gods, yes,” I moan loudly. All of the building pressure reaches capacity, and my vision swims with stars as my arousal floods out of me. At the same time, Daemon groans through his climax as he pushes in deep and comes.

I stay on my elbows for a second and catch my breath. Daemon puts himself away and pulls my underwear off of me now that they are drenched in both of our fluids. He pulls me up to face him when he’s confident I won’t light the room up with my glow.

“From every orgasm to every bit of trauma you have or will have, we will be here. What was done to you in this office or what Zypher did to you in that house is not your story. Your story… Your legacy… It will be told for many years to come. You are far more than just our queen or our mate. You are the sun, and we revolve around you. Do not ever let anyone make you feel downtrodden again. Remember, you are the storm.”

“I am the storm,” I say with a soft smile.

“Kael,” Daemon says as he moves me away from the desk and away from the mess we made.

“Here’s the deal,” Kael says to Morwen. “You abused your power in order to abuse fox shifters. You raped Lilith. You raped Leli. I am certain there are more that have never come forward. You are hereby being stripped of your position as Mayor. You will never hold a position of power again. You will be assigned to a janitor position for the city and moved around where help is needed. Right now, you have one of two choices to make. You can choose a chastity cage or have a device implanted that will leave you impotent.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I’m automatically guilty because that whore said I was?” he barks.

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