64. Chapter 64
T hree nights had passed since the intruder slipped into Ren’s room.
Guards now lined nearly every corridor. She’d counted at least two stationed outside her chambers alone, another pair shadowing every turn she took through the halls.
Security had tightened ever since her visit to the throne room, when she’d stood before King Maelion and Lyra to recount every word the masked figure had said.
What struck Ren most wasn’t the vigilance, but how safe it made her feel. Once, the sight of fae soldiers had set her nerves on edge. Now, their presence was oddly reassuring.
Still, no number of guards could help her tonight.
Ren’s luck had run bone-dry.
For the third night in a row, Kaelin sat across from her, winning hand after hand as if the gods themselves tipped the game in her favor.
“You have to be three steps ahead,” Kaelin slid a piece into place with the confidence of a queen toppling her opponent’s king. “You can’t just think about this next move. You have to know where it will take you.”
Ren cracked her knuckle, the sound excruciatingly loud in the quiet room. Pain flared down her spine, a dull ache that reminded her she was still healing. Ren gritted her teeth, shoving her next piece forward .
Kaelin only clicked her tongue, a low, scolding sound that made Ren’s eyes narrow.
Kaelin advanced her counter, trapping Ren with one devastating sweep.
“Whether it will lead you to victory…” Kaelin’s eyes glittered.
Her lips curved in a wicked grin as she leaned in, voice husky enough to stir the air between them. “…or your ruin.”
Ren swallowed hard. It was yet again her ruin, indeed. “Again,” Ren snapped, forcing the words through clenched teeth.
Kaelin reset the game with casual elegance, every movement controlled, deliberate.
Even the way she tucked a strand of hair behind her pointed ear was distracting.
Ren tore her gaze away before it lingered too long.
But gods help her, her eyes betrayed her—dragging down to Kaelin’s hands, slender, tracing the sharp lines of Kaelin’s cheekbones, the long curve of her neck where her pulse flickered.
Heat flushed Ren’s chest. She forced herself to focus on the board.
Still, a reckless part of her wanted to test the princess. To see if Kaelin’s perceptiveness extended beyond battle and strategy – if she would catch Ren in the act.
So Ren slipped a piece beneath her thigh.
Kaelin’s eyes snapped to the motion instantly.
Ren froze. Shit.
Kaelin rose slowly, predatory grace pouring off her in waves. “You’re cheating? Against me?”
Ren tried for nonchalance, though her mouth betrayed the twitch of a grin. “Oh, come on. It’s just a game.”
“Pathetic,” Kaelin spat, but the disdain in her tone only made Ren’s pulse quicken. “You’re supposed to be my opponent, yet you can’t win without trickery?”
The amusement died from Ren’s face. She shoved to her feet, meeting Kaelin eye-to-eye. “Maybe if you stopped toying with me and actually fought like you meant it, I’d stand a chance.”
Kaelin’s eyes darkened, molten and sharp. Her voice dropped to a hiss. “Careful. You’re treading on thin ice.”
Ren smirked, even as her heart pounded. “Or what? You’ll fight me?” Her voice lowered, husky with challenge. “Please. I’d like to see you try.”
Kaelin’s anger flickered, then shifted – reforged into something hungrier, darker. Her lips curved into a slow, wolfish grin as she stepped forward, closing the space between them until Ren’s back brushed the stone wall.
Her body radiated heat, and Ren’s throat went dry.
“I’ll do more than fight you, Ren, darling,” Kaelin growled, every syllable thrumming through Ren’s bones. She leaned close enough that Ren felt the whisper of her breath against her lips. “I’ll break you down until the only word left in your pretty mouth is my name.”
Ren shivered, part of her terrified, part of her aroused by the fae’s words. “You wouldn't dare.”
“Oh, I most certainly would,” Kaelin replied, her hand snaking out to grip Ren’s throat. “I want to make you beg for my touch, but your rebellion makes me want to fuck you senseless right here, until you’re screaming my name and forgetting your own.”
With that, Kaelin captured Ren’s mouth in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue. Ren moaned into it, desire overwhelming her fear. Kaelin ravaged her mouth, marking her as her own.
When they broke apart, both panting, Kaelin’s eyes were feral with lust. “Strip,” she commanded. “Now.”
Ren hurried to obey, practically tearing her clothes off in her haste.
Kaelin did the same, revealing her toned, naked body.
Ren glanced over her shoulder just in time to see Kaelin pull out a strap that wrapped around her waist, and when Ren saw what was jutting out in the front, her eyes widened. She had never seen such a thing before.
“On your hands and knees,” Kaelin ordered, securing the harness around her hips. “Spread those legs wide for me. I'm going to pound your tight little pussy until you're begging for more.”
“Where did you even get that?” Ren asked.
Kaelin’s fingers wound their way in Ren’s hair, grabbing a firm hold as she seethed into her ear, “I said, get on your hands and knees .”
Ren scrambled to comply, arching her back and spreading her legs, revealing her already dripping arousal to Kaelin. She grabbed a nearby pillow to bury her head as she felt Kaelin’s skillful fingers tease her folds, drawing out moisture.
“Someone’s already dripping wet for me,” Kaelin purred, pleased. Unconsciously, Ren went to pull her legs back together, but Kaelin clicked her tongue and tapped her ass as a gentle warning. “Ren, darling – I would stare at your swollen cunt all day if I could. ”
Ren couldn’t stop the moan from leaving her lips as something hard and large kissed her opening, gently easing into her soaking folds.
Her fingers clawed into the blanket, twisting the fabric in a grip so fierce the seams strained, knuckles blanching as if the cloth itself might tear beneath her hold.
“There you go,” Kaelin purred as the thick strap-on slid deeper into Ren’s slick pussy. “Take every fucking inch of me, Ren darling. I want to bury this cock so deep inside your tight hole that you feel me in your soul.”
Ren gasped, her body stretching around the invading length, walls clenching instinctively as it filled her completely. Just as the tip pressed against her deepest spot, Kaelin started a steady rhythm – slow, deliberate thrusts that pulled back just enough to tease before driving in again.
“That’s it, darling, relax and let your greedy little cunt get used to my size.
Feel how it stretches you wide? You're dripping all over me already, aren't you? Tell me how much you love being stuffed full like this.” Kaelin’s hips rolled with control, giving Ren’s swollen clit time to throb and adapt to the relentless pressure, her hands gripping Ren’s thighs to hold her open.
“Y-Yes, please- – I need ah !”
Ren sat up, arching her back again and drawing her hips back for more.
Kaelin snarled under her breath, pounding into Ren with all the force of her fae strength.
Her hands gripped Ren’s hips hard enough to leave bruises, pulling her back onto the thick strap-on, stretching her open.
Ren could only moan in response, losing herself to the sensations crashing through her.
Kaelin felt huge inside her, hitting depths she didn’t know existed.
“That’s it,” Kaelin breathed, reaching around to circle Ren’s clit. “Tell me who you belong to.” Ren shuddered, the coil of pleasure in her belly winding tighter and tighter. Just as she thought she would come undone, Kaelin pulled out.
“No!” Ren cried out, disappointment and need warring within her. “Please, I need...”
“Shh,” Kaelin soothed, trailing a finger down Ren’s spine.
Kaelin flipped Ren over, spreading her legs wide and swiftly plunging back inside her wet folds. Ren arched off the ground, the new angle allowing Kaelin to hit that spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyes.
Kaelin leaned down, her thrusts never faltering as she captured one of Ren’s hard nipples in her mouth.
She sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive peak, tugging it between her lips while her hips snapped forward in a deep, grinding rhythm.
The strap-on plunged into Ren’s soaked pussy with each roll, stretching her wide and hitting that sweet spot inside.
Ren’s hands flew to Kaelin’s hair, tugging and twisting the soft curls as waves of pleasure crashed through her, her body arching up to meet every forceful drive.
She buried her fingers deeper, clinging like it was her last grip on sanity amid the building storm.
“That’s my good girl,” Kaelin murmured against Ren’s skin, her voice a rough growl laced with hunger as she released the nipple with a wet pop, only to lave it with her tongue before biting down just enough to sting.
“Taking my cock like you were made for it. Fuck, I could pound this perfect pussy all day, every day.” Her pace quickened slightly, hips circling to rub the base against Ren’s throbbing clit with each thrust, drawing out those desperate whimpers.
“You’re so tight around me, squeezing like you never want me to stop.
Keep gripping my hair, darling – show me how much you need this.
I’ll fuck you senseless if you beg pretty for it.
” Kaelin’s free hand slid up Ren’s side, pinning her wrist above her head to heighten the restraint, her mouth switching to the other nipple, sucking greedily as the tension coiled tighter in Ren’s core.
“Come for me,” Kaelin commanded. “Come on my cock, Ren darling.”
At Kaelin’s command, Ren shattered, her orgasm ripping through her. She screamed Kaelin’s name over and over again as she convulsed.
Kaelin continued to thrust through Ren’s climax, prolonging her pleasure until Ren thought she might pass out.