Author’s Note: Trigger warning on this chapter. Please skip if you don’t like to read such things
“Ah…. ahhh!” Solene’s erotic voice had been the only sound inside the room for several minutes already.
Henri, true to his word, started exploring her body: untying her bathrobe, touching her everywhere, leaving a trail of kisses on every curve of her body, and marking her skin using the low-dose electricity on his fingertips.
To Solene, it felt like he was renewing his love for her. He had been a great lover before the revelation, but he was even better now with the secret out—or maybe it was just her thoughts running wild.
But she couldn’t help herself. After seeing two Henris and seeing them mold into one body, her mind just couldn’t stop.
Where his fingertips roamed, it left a zing inside Solene—a sensation she had already felt before but this time, a thousand times more. Her body spasmed again and again and her erotic voice grew louder and louder.
“Henri! Hein!” she cried out when he moved in between her legs. His fingers had already set-up a drenched situation there, readying it for his mouth to dine.
“Hm, you can call me just Henri, Solene. It’s more convenient,” he advised whilst throwing her a seductive grin.
Through half-lidded eyes, she stared down at him. “True, but I love to… use both of your… names,” she breathily explained. “It… keeps me… sane.”
His rich laughter immediately filled the air. When he stopped a few seconds later, he moved up again and gave her a deep, soul-searching kiss.
“Oh, my dear wife,” he said upon withdrawing, “with me, insanity is just a step away, but I’ll help you through this process in the best way possible.”
“Ye—ah?” she teasingly cocked a brow at him.
“Yes,” he replied, moving back in between her legs.
Without delay, his tongue kissed the surface of her opening. Solene jerked back, feeling as if she was tazed.
How could a simple tongue feel so electrical? she cried out in her thoughts. She knew the answer though and couldn’t stop herself from grinning.
“Henri… oh god!”
He skated his tongue up from her opening to her swollen clit. Once there, he briefly bit the soft tissue and then sucked it. Hard.
“Oh GOD!” The sheets underneath them became her way of support: clutching it and pouring all of her heightened emotions into it.
Henri drew more of her juices and her cries when he continued sucking her pussy. Two of his fingers slowly entered her core and started the tortuous, mind-spinning in and out movement.
“Henri, please! You! I want you!” she demanded. Her mind and body were already filled with too much pleasure. She wanted them out and she wanted it while he was pounding her.
“As you wish, Solene,” he muttered whilst moving up and positioning his blunt tip directly at her entrance.
“Henri! Hmmmh!” she cried out as Henri’s more-than-healthy cock entered her. To say it was massive was an understatement. He was massive, veined, and stiff as a pole.
She writhed in pleasure as he started pumping and pumping and pumping slowly and deeply.
Their ragged breathing mixed. Their moans and groans filled the room. But then, as if it couldn’t get any better, Solene felt someone behind her.
When she snapped her eyes open, she found the short-haired version of Henri underneath her, his hands already titillating her breast and her clit. She was now sandwiched in between them.
“Oh my…” she couldn’t form a good word to express this new and very welcomed situation that had surrounded her.
She looked up at the man in her front and realized this was her second husband, Hein, with the return of his dark blue hair.
“Let me know if this is too much for you and I’ll return into my single form, Solene,” he stated whilst continuously rocking his hips.
“No,” she bit her lip in response. “I… want to try it this way.” As if it wasn’t red already, her cheeks even blushed further. “Am I greedy if I want to feel both of you at the same time?”
“No, Solene,” Henri whispered behind her with a pleased grin. “Definitely not.”
As Hein claimed her pussy, Solene felt another cock moving against the cleavage of her ass. It was a higher turn-on.
“Can I?” Henri asked, moving his hand to squeeze one butt cheek.
Solene, whilst reveling in Hein’s cock inside her, nodded. “Yes, oh god, yes!”
Without delay, Henri invaded her from behind. Her opening stretched to accommodate him, filling her with even more pleasure during the process. Her mouth opened to spill a shout of ecstasy. It was the strongest one she had released by far.
She threw her head back and Henri swiftly captured her neck with his mouth, lapping it like a glutton.
Hein, on the other hand, stooped low to capture her lips. His kiss was wild and hungry just like before. Not a thought crossed her mind that he was a different man. Their kisses, their touch, their warmth, and the feel of their bodies were the same.
As well as the feel of their cocks inside her.
The two erections penetrated her so much that she couldn’t take it anymore. A few more thrusts and she finally reached her climax and it was more than glorious! The King of Sattus in his two forms followed, exploding their release inside her.
An earthquake? An asteroid hitting earth? The earth itself breaking apart down to the core? Solene couldn’t be sure how to explain the feeling she felt during her orgasm, but it was definitely in cosmic proportions.
“Damn…” she muttered under her ragged breath. She was still dizzy, but she could outline Hein’s face just fine. “Why didn’t you show yourself earlier?”
This innocent remark made both men laugh. Hein cupped Solene’s face and traced her swollen lips as gently as he could.
“Everything has its right order, Solene. I’m glad you adjust to this new situation well.”
She felt Henri move underneath her, positioning himself on her right while Hein did the same on her left. She cupped both of their faces and admired the way they look the same but appear different—well, at least in the hair department.
“You’re both my husband,” she replied. “I’m just happy I don’t need to kill one of you for revenge.”
Henri and Hein looked at each other, mirroring each other’s smirk before answering her, “That’s a relief to hear,” Henri said.
“Because we plan to venerate you like this until you beg us to stop,” Hein added.
“Impossi… ble…” Solene’s voice thinned to a whisper until it fully stopped. The drowsiness had finally caught her and her mind blacked out.
Hein, seeing this, lowered his head and kissed her hand. “She’s so precious,” he commented to himself.
“And fragile,” Henri added, kissing her other hand. “We are going to destroy the demon realm if it means to protect her.”
Hein slowly stood up from the bed and faced him again without bothering to cover his erection. “Agreed,” he replied, “but let’s multitask. I’ll ask Prince Andrei’s help regarding our problem. With his father now dead, surely we can persuade him to allow us to enter his realm. We have to find that fucking demon that’s causing so much misery on our mate.”
“Her birthday is two days away, Hein. You know as well as I that demon will do something to get her,” Henri continued.
They clenched their jaw in unison.
“If not for that damn old fart demon king, we would have killed the mastermind already,” Hein hissed.
Henri sat up and massaged his forehead. “Remind me why we didn’t wipe out the demon realm again in the first place?”
“To maintain the fucking balance of the realms,” Hein replied with a bitter voice.
Hearing this, Henri groaned. “We’ll sort this out with Andrei’s help. He owes this to us. Honestly, I hate it when leaders prohibit visitors in their realms.”
“No, demons are just fucked up anti-social creatures,” Hein replied. The stiff expression on his face turned genteel once again when he rerouted his attention to Solene’s sleeping form. “I’ll be back for more of her, Henri. Save some for me.”
Henri grinned at this. “You speak as if you can’t feel her when we make love, but I’ll do my best to keep her occupied and protected. You, however, should be cautious while in the demon realm. You die, I die remember?”
Hein left him a short nod before vanishing.
Now alone, Henri leisurely examined Solene’s face. After that magnificent threesome encounter, it was understandable she’d be dog tired.
For him, everything had fallen into place: finding his mate after a tormenting millennium looking and waiting for her, marrying her, caring for her, and loving her. All that was left was to protect her from danger and death.
All this time, Henri thought that Solene’s demon and spirit attacks were random because of her increasing conjurer powers. Now, he was wiser and it was all because of what happened in the east estate during their honeymoon. His suspicions were confirmed finally. There was a mastermind behind all of these attacks and fortunately, he could trace it all to that very day he first met Solene.
That half-demon named Halphas had help and that help came in the form of the bastard Demon of Wrath himself, Prince Amon, one of the seven prince’s of Hell.
The sneaky one.
If only he wasn’t indifferent back then, he would have spotted this clue already…
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Fifteen Years Ago
‘I’ll look into this further,’ Hein’s mind recollected as he sat on his throne the moment he arrived from visiting Earth. Beside him was his great scythe, just hovering above the ground and on his left sat his pet, the Oratongi, peacefully just resting its four heads on top of each other.
He recalled his time with the conjurer and the half-demon he haunted.
Demons always attack humans, that was no secret, and worse comes to worst, they could even kill a human if needed. Nothing was unusual when he thought of that conjurer’s death until the Rantzen Mistress questioned him about it. Her words echoed again and again in his mind and it proved to be his voice of reason.
Yes, a possible deeper reason could be behind the conjurer’s death and he wanted to find it out.
“Your Majesty,” his right-hand man, Kelios, appeared before him out of thin air and lowered his head. He was holding a clipboard with writings. Hein already knew what his visit was for when he saw the object.
“Here is the information you want about the new soul you just sent to the Afterlife.”
“Go on,” Hein urged.
“His name is Jacob Arnold St. Fair, Your Majesty. A St. Fair conjurer.”
After hearing the family name, he was unable to control a bitter laugh from coming out of his mouth.
“Huh, I should have guessed,” he expressed whilst shaking his head. The St. Fair Family was already known to be one of the best conjurers in all of the realms. There was no denying they were sought-after among the leaders for certain missions on Earth.
“He was married to a normal woman named, Meridith Brinton,” Kelios continued, “but despite this, their daughter had shown great promise in inheriting her father’s powers.”
“That explains a lot why she could see me,” Hein deduced. His memory of her was still fresh in his mind. Again, it was unsettling him.
“What else?” he asked, deliberately redirecting his thoughts to the present occasion. “Does this Jacob hide secrets from his family? Did he have illegal dealings with demons? Or a debt unpaid? Did he piss off the spirits or the Elementals? Or did he break one of the rules of the Realms?”
“None, Your Majesty. His life record is clean,” his right-hand man explained calmly.
He took a sharp breath in response, feeling disappointed. “It doesn’t explain why Halphas killed him or why he was there in the first place.”
Kelios pressed the clipboard against his chest and shared his assumption, “Maybe Halphas needs the conjurer’s help but he denied him?”
King Hein valued Kelios’s words since he became his right-hand man and this time, once again, he made sense. It was a plausible reason.
“Does Jacob keep records of his life in his grimoire?” he asked, wanting this issue over and done with. Maybe whatever Halphas wanted from the conjurer, it was for a mediocre purpose.
“Yes, Your Majesty, but you know very well we can’t open such a book. Only Jacob himself or his heir can open it.”
“That child is too young for us to use,” he clenched his jaw in disappointment, thinking about her once again.
“Should we monitor her, Your Majesty? She could help us one day,” Kelios offered.
“No, leave her. She’s just a nuisance and so is her father’s dying wish. If his daughter is in danger because she’s his heir then he would have sealed her powers already. It is not my responsibility to babysit a child and so is acting a matchmaker.”
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Author’s Note: But you ate your words in the end, dear king. hehehe XD