ELORA
I sat in the carriage as it drove off. I stared back from time to time, looking at the brothel to see if I would see Olivia from the window of Madam Moira’s room. I could see nothing.
I sat back and closed my eyes and imagined what Mother would be feeling right now.
Was Alma taking care of her?
Was Alma even okay?
Was Mother okay?
And Bennett and Brian?
I barely knew Lucy.
Could I trust her with them?
I stretched my legs in the carriage and looked out of the window to the side. The bushes were flying by quickly as we rode to the palace. I was going to be offered to the King’s Father. I was going to be his mistress as part of a deal he had with Kain.
I had cried myself to sleep last night, after the meeting with Kain. Olivia had lain beside me, weeping as well. The headaches had increased and my nose hurt badly from constantly blowing it.
But now, I didn’t look it. My face had been powdered and arranged for this morning. Kain had threatened to harm my mother and make Olivia work in the brothel but I couldn’t let that happen. Mother had already been through enough grief and I couldn’t begin to imagine what she must be feeling now we were separated from her and Olivia was only fifteen.
“You have to make him like you. Otherwise, you know the deal.” Kain had smiled and said to me as Madame Moira led me out.
Madame Moira hadn’t been entirely bad to us. She’d protected us from the other girls and their bullying, then she’d let us stay in her room instead of other places in the brothel. After hearing us last night, she told us her story. Her Father had owed Kain some money and had entered into a fraudulent agreement with him. She’d started the work to protect her siblings and now she’d become a governess. Then she’d suddenly switched this morning and said she wouldn’t show any more kindness.
The carriage began to approach the palace gates and I desperately tried to still myself. My throat had suddenly gone dry. What would happen within those walls gave me great fright.
Closing my eyes, I tried to remember why I was doing this, why I was going through this. I pictured Mother, Olivia, and then Bennett and Brian. I held that picture in my heart until we entered the palace grounds. I would do anything for them. Anything.
Yet as Kain’s carriage pulled up in the east wing of the palace, I felt my resolve begin to weaken rapidly.
Two men had ridden alongside, all the way to the palace. They were supposed to be my handlers and bring me safely to the old king.
They came down from the carriage and helped me down, letting me walk in little strides. The pink dress Madame Moira had given me was closely fastened to my torso by a corset so tight, I could barely breathe. The sun made it easy to feel the powdering and paints on my face as tiny drops of perspiration began to flow freely. The drumming of my chest kept me unable to take quick strides. Seeing I was walking as slowly as I could, Kain’s men jerked me forward and paced into the old King’s quarters.
Kain’s men held me on either arm, barely waving to the guards in front and only stopping to enquire where to find the old king. My feet were flying at this point, they pulled me hurriedly along.
The guards must have known we were coming. Sighting us alight from the carriage, they gave way instantly when they saw Kain’s men approach.
“He’s in the pool room,” one of them stated. “He’s expecting you.”
Take it easy, Elora.
You will be fine.
I tried to still my drumming heart and my shaky feet. My knees were giving way. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I knew it wouldn’t be good.
The door at the entrance of the old King’s quarters led to a large living room that led to many more rooms. The men led me through the closest double doors.
“Your Highness!” Kain’s men chorused, bowing, as we walked into the old King’s pool room. A wide oval room that mostly consisted of a large pool and a bar.
Looking around the room, my eyes rested on the scene playing out in front of me.
A dark-skinned female sat atop the man directly opposite the door, just across the room, beside the pool. The man had his cock impaling the dark-skinned female, and her breasts must have been in his mouth as he didn’t speak back. The woman’s head was tilted back as she cried softly in pleasure, chanting the word ‘Yes’ over and over. Her voice echoed through the room. Soft and high-pitched.
“Your Highness!” One of Kain’s men said again, his voice echoing around the room too, as he bowed again.
And all that replied to him were echoes of the fuckery that we were witnessing. Slurping and slapping sounds of the old King’s cock rising and falling from thrusting into the dark-skinned slender Lycan woman. His mouth began to slurp too as he licked her nipples.
The men that brought me must have got the message now, and relaxed to wait till the ordeal was over.
The former King’s hips began to thrust into her faster and faster, so much that I thought the beautiful Lycan female would break. But she didn’t. She only cried out for more of what she was getting. Then suddenly they both spasmed, hitting orgasm as they held tightly to each other.
The sight of their fuckery wasn’t just common sex. I could tell that they had known and fucked each other a couple of times.
The lady stood up from his hips and walked to the far end of the pool room. The former king stood now, acknowledging our presence for the first time. His cock hanging in front of him, almost flaccid, and leaking with cum.
“Oh, Kain sent you…” He said, throwing on a robe that had been lying on the back of the reclining chair. Then as he saw me, his eyes stopped for a minute- examining me. I froze, feeling my hands rise to cover my breasts instantly. The room suddenly felt cold, and I felt my nipples harden.
He stared at me a lot more, turning me over in his eyes and suddenly I felt naked before him.
He must have noticed, as he simply smiled and looked away, walking to the side of the room and pouring himself a drink from the bottles stacked in the makeshift bar. His red hair was much shorter than the King’s, his son’s. It was just as curly, however. And I noticed that the fiery red hair had been in his pubic areas too.
“Your Highness!” One of Kain’s men said again, bowing. “He says to remind you of what you discussed about the little problem. He says this is his end of the deal.”
With those words, the men shoved me forward and I stood there, feeling as exposed as ever. Like a lamb, before the slaughter.
The former king paused midway drinking, holding the glass to his lips and lifting his eyes to meet mine from the chair on which he sat.
“So this is the mistress.” He smiled.
The old king stood again, taking firm strides toward me. Slowly, each step made me dread what he was about to do. “She’s untouched?” He asked Kain’s Men.
“Yes, My Lord!” One replied. “She’s untouched.”
“Ah! Interesting. An untouched werewolf maiden. I’ll be damned.” The old king grinned, standing before me now. He caressed my face slightly and trailed his index finger along my neck and down my dress, searching for my nipples. He found them and squeezed lightly. I let out an involuntary gasp as I felt all sorts of sensations running through me but mostly disgust.
He massaged my nipples between his fingers and leaned forward to sniff my neck. The former monarch raised his head to me. His lips were only inches away from mine. I could feel every breath that he took and I in turn stopped breathing. “Why wait, huh?” With each word, I could feel his breath against me. “I’d like to check the package right now.” He smiled.
I couldn’t find my voice at the moment. The tears started streaming down my face again. I whispered as I began to cry. Then he touched my lips lightly with his index finger. “Shh! Shh! Shh! No need for tears.”
And with the force of his hands, he proceeded to rip the top of my gown open, revealing mine underdress.
I couldn’t. I wouldn’t do it.
“Can I have a drink?” I asked amidst the tears, and he looked at me. Shocked. “Please. It would help.”
The old King stopped and walked towards the bar to get me a drink. And before anyone had realized what was happening, I fled through the open double doors, taking Kain’s men by surprise as they rushed after me.