Twenty-One - Evangeline
Stretching my arms, I twisted at the waist as I got used to being in a body again, Redric having just resurrected me after six hours of being dead. The room was dark, which was hopefully keeping us from any scrying eyes, and he sat in front of me on the floor. Climbing up into bed, he drew the covers over himself.
“You know,” I said as I cranked my neck from side to side. “I was starting to get a bit worried you weren’t going to come back for me.”
“I’ll always come back for you,” he said, his words mumbled, half-asleep already.
And I knew he meant it as him dragging me back to the living so he could kill me all over again, but just for a moment, in the darkness of the room, I let myself believe he had meant it a different way.
“Ugh. Now who’s making things weird between us?”
Wanting to put things back to how they were before the damn therapy, I rose to my feet. His eyes were closed and he breathed deeply, but I knew he wasn’t sleeping. The guy wouldn’t sleep that fast even if you drugged him.
Lifting my knee, I placed it on the bed.
“Get off,” he muttered.
I grinned. “I’m about to.”
His eyes snapped open as he glared at me, but there was a heat in them that wasn’t anger. He watched me, unmoving, as I crawled beneath the covers.
I pressed my lips to his chest, and he shifted onto his back so easily. But when I went to put a leg over him, he grabbed my hips and held me still. Then he was tugging me to his mouth and guiding me to turn around. Twisted in the covers, I stumbled onto his chest, smacking a knee and then my face into him. He grunted, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and yanked me where he wanted me. I stilled as his cock pulsed in front of me.
Pulling me down, he pushed into my lips at the same time as he lifted his head and kissed my pussy. I groaned around his cock as it pumped into me, as his lips moved across mine with a skill that left me shaking.
Releasing my hair, he brought both hands around my thighs and held me tightly to him as he dropped his head back onto his pillow. I swirled my tongue around his tip, focusing on the sensitive head. Locking my lips around it, I sucked quickly.
His hand was in my hair again, tightening to the point of pleasurable pain. Bucking, he thrust into me, and I tried to remember to keep my lips over my teeth. He filled my mouth, going deep in quick thrusts that left me gasping for breath. My hands fisted the covers as I swallowed his cock, my pussy spasming beneath his lips as he pushed a finger into me.
Rolling us over, he dragged us to the edge of the bed, his cock and mouth never leaving me. Standing on the ground, he forced my head to hang off it, opening up my throat.
I grabbed his ass as he lifted his head. Straightening, he palmed my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. His other hand cupped my pussy, his palm rubbing my clit as his two middle fingers pushed in.
Jerking off the bed, I moaned around his cock as my pussy chased his hand. He pumped inside me fast, rubbed me hard, and I squeezed my eyes shut as I neared the cliff.
But the fucker pulled his fingers out of me just at the wrong moment so he could grab my head and fuck my mouth like I wanted him to fuck my pussy.
Cupping both sides of my face, he pounded into me. The bed shook. My body trembled as my thighs clenched on an imaginary dick I wished so hard to feel.
Frustration building, I rolled my lips back. My teeth scraped along his length as he shoved in deep on a hiss. He stayed there, gripped in the back of me, until he came a second later, the pulse of his cum massaging my throat.
I coughed, but he didn’t give mercy, holding me there as he continued to fill me. Saliva and cum dribbled out of my mouth, rolling down my face as he breathed heavily above me.
His thighs trembling, he bent over and latched his lips onto my breasts. Cupping them into little perky mounds, he took turns worshiping them. Licking them, sucking them, flicking the nipples until they were hard. His tongue a master at work, I jerked beneath him on a shudder. His hand slid down my stomach to my pussy, and he teased me with his fingers, sliding around the lips without going in.
Desire shoot through me regardless, running to that edge I’d been craving for the last couple days as my body heated with a need to fling itself off to the blissful void below.
Trailing soft kisses down my stomach, he made me tense in cruel anticipation of his lips being back on mine.
“Beg me,” he murmured, his breath tickling my thighs.
I licked the length of his cock. “No.”
He spread my legs open and kissed the crease of my thigh. “I want to taste you, Evangeline. I want to feel your pussy pulsing around my tongue as you come on my mouth.” He kissed my other thigh as I trembled. “Beg me.”
I dug my fingers into his ass as I struggled to say, “No.”
Lifting his head further up me, he licked the outside of my pussy, stopping as soon as he got to the top of my lips. My clit throbbed with the need to feel him, and I twisted on the bed, chasing his mouth as he moved away. A whimper built in my throat as he kissed my thigh again.
“Beg me,” he said, his words hoarse as he rocked his hips against my face. His cock slid along my tongue, hardening as his breath teased me with what the both of us wanted.
Squirming, I tried to remind myself that I only had to hold out until he was too exhausted to think clearly.
But that could be hours. His stamina and patience were fucking annoying.
And we only had a couple hours before breakfast.
I thought about working him up and denying him too, but after twenty-five years of not practicing holding it back, the bastard came too quick.
If it isn’t the consequences of my own actions...
His palms cupped my breasts again, massaging them as he kept his head on my stomach, kissing me every so often. His cock hardened fully inside me, but he didn’t start moving, just let it rest heavy on my tongue. I learned every part of it through long slow licks, and his breath quickened against my belly.
He moaned as his tongue traced its way down to my clit.
Spreading my lips, he pressed one finger on it, causing me to jerk against him. His touch stayed featherlight as my hips lifted, refusing to give me the pressure I needed to come.
“Beg me, Evangeline,” he said as his mouth hovered over it.
My ass squirmed against the sheets.
He rubbed his finger across my clit, sending a wave of unbearable sensation crashing through me. Whimpering, I tried to suck him hard, needing an outlet for my restless energy, but he refused to move and my head was trapped between his thighs and the bed.
Sighing, Redric lifted his head, and the word, “Please” nearly blurted out of me as he stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth. My cheeks flushed, I looked up at him, but his eyes were on my body. My legs were spread wide and wet, completely open to his gaze.
Crawling over me, he spun around, grabbed my ankles and then yanked me back fully onto the bed. His mouth crushed down on mine. He grabbed his cock in his hand and guided it to my pussy. Wrapping my legs around him even as my brain urged me to run, I arched off the bed as he pushed in.
I cried out against his mouth as he moaned with his tongue inside me.
Rocking his hips, he thrust into me slowly. I tried to buck faster beneath him, but his hands grabbed my hips and pinned them down. Controlling me.
“Beg me,” he demanded, his lips caressing mine as heat passed between the two of us. Closing my eyes, I shook my head. His lips touched my neck, a gentle kiss that ended with a nip of his teeth.
“Beg me,” he whispered as he rocked his hips out, then back in.
“No.”
Growling, he rammed into me, making me cry out as I clenched around him. Grabbing my hands, he lifted them above my head and pinned them against the headboard. My fingers wrapped around the slats as I trembled.
He grabbed my chin, pinching it hard as he kissed me. Lifting his head, he sneered, “Fine. Then don’t come.” He slammed into me hard and fast. Our breaths mingled as one, our tongues dancing in rhythm to the slapping of our hips. Arching, I dug my nails into the headboard as heat built across my shoulders, spreading quickly through the rest of me.
Just as it became too much, he slowed down, keeping me poised. I whimpered as tears of frustration prickled my eyes. Fuck.
“Fine! Please,” I finally snapped. “But if you pull the same shit in the shower –”
Kissing me, he grabbed my hips, then rolled onto his back, pushing me into a sitting position atop him. My hands fell onto his chest as I breathed heavily, his cock hitting me at a better angle. Leaning up, Redric licked my breasts, then sucked them into his mouth as I started to move.
Grinding on top of him, I twisted my hips. He sat up with me as I straightened, his lips trailing up to my neck, then my mouth. I bent my knees to place my heels flat on the bed, and he supported my thighs as I started to bounce on him, his cock hitting beautifully deep.
Rasping against his lips, I quickened the pace. Sweat gathered on my back as my orgasm spasmed on the verge of release. He dropped a hand between us and rubbed my clit. I slammed down on his cock a few more times, then his arms wrapped around me, under my wings, and he threw his head back as he squeezed me close. Watching him come, the pure pleasure on his face as his mouth dropped open had me spasming around him. His cock jerked inside me, making me collapse against him. He fell back onto the bed, bringing me down with him.
My face nestled in the crook of his neck, my arousal-brain finally clearing enough to let me think, I cursed.
I tried to sit up, but he didn’t let me, his arms holding me tight as he laughed beneath me. The rumble of his chest annoyed me to no end, and I bared my teeth to bite him.
Rolling us over, he shoved me off the bed. I hit the floor with a thump, my eyes wincing from the sudden pain on my ass.
“I won,” he said as I sneered up at him. “Gods, you’re so fucking pathetic.”
I was about to fling an insult at him when his hot cum streaked down my thigh. My eyes widening, I jumped to my feet.
“Fuck!” I shouted as I ran for the bathroom, knowing damn well I wasn’t on any contraceptive. I used to create a no-pregnancy rune on every new body, but after three years of no sex, I’d stopped doing it.
Jumping into the shower, I turned it on and shoved my fingers inside myself, trying to scoop out as much of his cum as I could.
Yanking the glass door open, Redric stepped in. “What are you doing?” he asked even though the stress of his tone told me he already knew.
Turning to him, I grabbed his hand and placed it on my vagina. “Get it out,” I pleaded.
“I don’t think –” Cursing, he pushed two fingers inside me. I lifted a foot onto the wall so he could get a better angle. Ducking his head, he looked at what he was doing while I grabbed the shower head and sprayed it across me.
His fingers scooped out cum and went back in.
The air tightened under the heat of the shower as he worked to clean me. My legs trembling, I rasped, “I don’t want another kid.”
One had been terrifying enough. I’d had to enrol her into a guild of assassins at a very young age so she could have the skills to protect herself if she ever got caught for my sins. I could rarely ever see her, our meetings short and disguised as fights in the pits, our relationship masked as one of competitive friendliness. I hadn’t been able to give her all the love I’d wanted to because it had been too dangerous. Was still too dangerous.
And although magic could easily stop a woman from getting pregnant, aborting a foetus was nearly impossible without killing her too because magic did not care who it targeted.
“I need a day-after potion,” I wheezed, panic setting in. The crushed herbal drink sold over the counters didn’t have a great success rate, but it was better than nothing.
His fingers pushed deep inside me. “Why didn’t you say anything?” he demanded, dragging his digits back out. No cum came with them, so he spread my lips open and sprayed the water up me.
I winced at the uncomfortableness of it but didn’t move away. “I got a bit caught up. I didn’t think you were going to fuck me. Don’t you have a rune?”
He glared at me. “I didn’t have a dick, remember?”
“But you said you fucked around with fifty women!”
“Yeah, in a brothel!” he yelled. “They’re all protected! Why aren’t you?”
“Because I haven’t had sex in five years!” Yanking the shower head from him, I angled it at my vagina in the exact same angle he’d been using it at. But I needed to do something with my hands.
“Maybe I’m infertile?” he said. “When you cursed me, did you –”
“Nope! If anything you’d be more fertile given your higher sperm count from your oversized balls!”
My words hung in the air in a second of silence and then he burst out laughing.
“You really fucked yourself with that curse.”
“This isn’t funny!”
Crossing his arms, he leaned back with a horrible grin on his face. “It kind of is. You ruined my life. It’s only fitting I ruin yours.”
“You think this is going to ruin my life? What makes you think I won’t just abandon the kid with you? You want an heir.”
He cocked his head to the side, making my eyes widen as he considered it. “Don’t!” I screamed.
“What?”
“I’m not keeping it. I’m getting the potion.”
“Would it really be that bad?”
“Yes! Do you know how dangerous my line of work is? I doubt I’d make it through pregnancy before an enemy killed me. Oh wait. There you are!”
Finally giving up cleaning myself, I hung the shower head back up and turned it off.
“You said another,” he said slowly as I pushed past him to step out.
“What?” My blood chilled despite the heat swirling in the cubicle. I knew what he was talking about.
The shower turned back on behind me as he grabbed my arm and yanked me further into the cubicle.
“You have a kid?” he asked, and I was annoyed at how considerate he was being asking that under the cover of the spray.
Clenching my jaw, I knew it was pointless lying. He knew. I knew he knew. “Yes,” I growled. “And if you even think about hurting her –”
“I’d never hurt a kid.”
“You tried to kill me when I was one,” I bit out angrily.
His nostrils flared as his fingers dug into my arm. “That was different.” His jaw ticked. “You were a dick.”
I snorted. “Says the adult that tried to kill a child!”
“According to your laws, you were barely a child. One more year and you would’ve been –”
“According to your laws, I was solidly a child!”
He clenched his teeth as he glanced away. His hand loosened just a bit, but under the pounding of my heart, I barely registered it.
“You’re right. I was also a dick,” he said at length. “But I’m not going to hurt her, Evangeline.”
“So why did you ask about her?”
“Because I can’t see you as a mum. I was shocked.”
“You don’t know me.” I hadn’t been a great mother, but I’d been a hel of a lot better than mine had.
“You’re right,” he said again. “I don’t know anything about you, but I could.”
I jerked my hand away. “I told you I’m not keeping it.”
“Take the potion. That is your choice, and if I knew where to get one around here, I would go out and get one for you right now. But until I know for certain you’re not carrying my child, I’m staying with you.”
“You were already doing that to kill me.”
He looked at me dryly. “This is different.”
“Why?” I asked. “You hate me.”
He inclined his head at my stomach. “But I don’t hate her.”
“You don’t know it’s a girl.” My words trembled out of my lips. This was crazy. “It might not even develop. It’s not easy to get pregnant for a lot of people, you know.”
“Was it hard with your first?”
I shook my head.
“Who’s the father?”
My heart quickened at the thought of him. If Richard found out, the life she would be forced to have would crush her. She might have grown up as an assassin, and a damn good one at that, but it was a whole different game being queen. Not to mention, she’d been born near the start of his reign. Everything he’d created – the new laws protecting children, the peace treaties – all of that would be overturned.
Razian and Vylians would be back at war.
“It doesn’t matter,” I rasped.
“Does he know?”
My eyes hardened. “Don’t judge me.”
“I’m not. I’m just – Will we be sharing custody?”
“What?”
“If you’re pregnant, we’ll need to marry so she’s not a bastard and can be my heir. So I want to know if I’ll be taking in your daughter too or if –”
“She’s an adult,” I cut in, my chest squeezing at just how accepting he was of all this. How noble he was being, wanting to step in for her too and not just his kid. And I hated him for it. What kind of asshole wasn’t an asshole when I needed him to be an asshole? What the fuck was he doing, making me promises, thinking stupid thoughts about putting aside his hatred of me to raise our child? What about my hatred? What about –
“You’ve never hated him,” Aurelia cut in in the most annoying way. “In fact, you –”
“Fuck off!”
My body hurting in my panic, I pressed a hand to my stomach and his eyes dropped to it.
For a moment, we just stood there, him staring at my hand, me staring into his soft silver eyes.
“I can’t do this,” I said. “I have too many enemies.”
“Not in Vyla, you don’t.”
I laughed. “You expect me to what? Just stop working and move in with you?”
“I know you think I’m dumb, but I’m not that stupid. You did it once. You can do it again.”
“That was before I became head of FI-9.”
“So you take a short holiday in Vyla.”
“A short holiday? Do you know how long a pregnancy is?”
He looked at me dryly. “Of course I do. I just didn’t think you’d want to be home for the entirety of it.”
“He said ‘home’.” Aurelia sighed. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”
I swallowed as I looked away. “Yeah, right.” I watched the water running down the wall. “But I probably won’t get pregnant.”
“Probably not,” he said.
I exhaled sharply. “Right. Right. We’re jumping ahead a long way. I need to find the Dame and tell her I need to go buy a potion.” I lifted my head to meet his eyes. He nodded, then reached past me to shut off the shower.