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205. SOUL RESONANCE
SIGRID“Yes, but… it wasn’t necessary to get completely naked,” I tried to regain the confidence I didn’t feel.“I have wounds all over my body, my lady,” he responded, completely unfazed.I lifted my gaze to meet his.As always, that golden eye never stopped observing my every move; some might find it unsettling.But to me, it looked more like an abandoned puppy.“Alright, but if you feel uncomfortable, you can cover your… your parts,” I said, walking toward him, my eyes on his chest, his damaged body.I started focusing on all the whip scars and strange markings etched into his skin, likely from torture devices.I sighed, standing there in front of Silas. How could I even think of looking at him with lust, imagining all that he’s suffered?This Electra was a pig.“Okay, stay right there. I’m going to draw some healing runes to treat you,” I explained, kneeling on the floor.I made a small cut on my index finger and started painting the ancient symbols with my blood, trying to infuse
206. PLAYING THE FORBIDDEN
SIGRIDI was suddenly lifted off the ground, clinging to his neck, my feet suspended in the air.He walked toward the bed and gently laid me down.“Thank you. Are you alright?” For a moment, I completely lost track of my act and just was myself, at least for once.“Yes, my lady. Thanks to your healing, I feel much better. Are you in pain?” His face was close to mine, my fevered skin burning again, desire swirling in my belly, clouding my senses.“I’m fine, Silas, it was just… something strange. I’ll want to ask you some questions later,” I said, my tongue heavy, my eyelids feeling like they weighed a ton.I lay on the bed, but I was sticky all over; my discomfort was obvious.He moved away, and I heard his footsteps. Maybe he was leaving, I didn’t know. I could only think about sleeping and having countless orgasms…I closed my eyes without meaning to; Electra’s energy was drained, wounded. I needed to rest to restore it.Damn witch, pretending to be strong but such a weakling.Footst
207. INFERTILE SLAVE
SILASMy fingers sank into the wet crease over the soft fabric of her panties.I stroked her vulva up and down, pressing harder on that sensitive spot that should’ve driven her crazy.She was soaked, needy.“Sshh, aahhh,” she arched her back, lost in her desire, her fists clenching the sheets, my entire body practically on top of hers on the bed.I pushed the fabric aside and dove into the sin between her legs.Soft and wet, slippery, trembling, delicious…I toyed with her intimacy; my kisses trailed up her neck, where her moans vibrated against my lips.I rubbed her clit, stretched it slightly, and ran my fingertip over it, moving it up and down; it hardened and throbbed under my vigorous touch.“More…” I felt her hand gripping my hair, and I closed my eyes, savoring her touch.I wanted her to touch me too, to crave me, to have her lips melt against my skin, my cock… my mouth. I slid a finger inside her pussy, penetrating her slowly, feeling the quiver of her vaginal muscles.Searchi
208. I DON'T WANT TO HOLD ON TO YOU
SIGRIDWhat the hell was happening?!I was asleep, not dead!Despite the exhaustion in this body, I could feel everything—every touch, his cold lips kissing my feverish skin, his body vibrating against mine.What is Silas doing to me?!Goddess, I’m fighting to wake up, but I can’t—or maybe… I don’t want to.His fingers, oh for heaven’s sake, what pleasure!I want to scream at him to suck my breasts harder, to squeeze them more.He’s driving me insane.I hear his ragged breathing, his mouth over mine—why doesn’t he kiss me?What do his kisses taste like?This spell is overwhelming, clouding my mind with raw lust, and it seems like it’s affecting Silas too.That’s the only explanation for him to touch me like this when it’s obvious he hates sexual contact.No, no, don’t stop, faster, Silas, like that… mmm… right there.My magic is escaping from my body, reaching out for his—darkness to darkness, pleasure to pleasure.I’m shattering into a thousand pieces as a devastating orgasm tears th
209. FAMILY DINNER
SIGRID“Electra!” I heard Drusilla’s annoying screech behind me just as I’d stepped into the domain of the head witch.With an irritated look, I turned to face her.She was dressed in a beautiful burgundy gown, her hair pulled back into a long braid that swung down her back.“I thought I was late and Morgana would scold me, but if her favorite is still hanging around, then I’m saved,” she huffed, and immediately a man behind her dabbed her forehead with an embroidered white handkerchief.He was a handsome elemental, young—too young—and even under his neat little suit, I could see the bruises on his wrists when he raised his hand to wipe her sweat.She couldn’t even wipe her own disgusting sweat.“That’s enough. Get away from me, I want to speak with my sister,” she snapped, shoving him aside and striding toward me, trying to grab my arm.I spun around and left her standing there, disgust swirling in my stomach.The real Electra was cold, and with these miserable bitches, I didn’t even
210. SISTER'S GIFTS
SIGRID“Electra, as I mentioned, I believe it’s time you start looking for a good match. I received an invitation from Vlad Castle for a ball,” Morgana said, fixing her attention on me.I met her eyes, filled with cunning plans, as I ate my chicken.My mind was racing—the Vlads, that was the house of my great-uncle. Attending his party would be the perfect chance to find him.“Will it be soon? I’m in my ‘sensitive’ days,” I said bluntly. Around here, everyone used those enchantments to be shameless sluts with an excuse.“Oh, no, no, dear, it’s in a few days. But if you were feeling that way, you should’ve told me—we could’ve dined another time.”“I’m fine now, don’t worry,” I shrugged as if it didn’t matter. “I’ll go when the time comes.”She nodded, pleased.Relationships between supernatural species were complicated in this era; most were related in some way, and more than one scandalous marriage had occurred.Also, because of how hard it was to conceive, being married didn’t elimin
211. THE NEW SLAVE
SIGRID“If you ever bring me such weak slaves again, I’ll skin you alive!” Morgana shouted at the butler as they dragged the unconscious boy away.But I wasn’t done yet—there was one more I had to save.“Well, it’s my turn to pick, isn’t it?”I watched Drusilla immediately head toward the girl with chestnut hair and wide, innocent eyes, like a deer about to be sacrificed.Her hands delicately traced the girl’s face.“Mmm, beautiful. I love her,” she purred, leaning in to sniff her neck as her hands slid down to the girl’s firm, generous breasts, groping the soft flesh.Tears streamed down the girl’s flushed cheeks, but she held on with more courage than the men, biting her lips until they bled.“Are you a virgin?” Drusilla asked, her hand sliding down to the girl’s abdomen. “Answer me when I ask you something!”She pinched the girl’s stomach harshly.“Y-yes… ma’am…” she whimpered, crying harder.Drusilla smiled, pleased. Her eyes darted to the girl’s lower body, and her hands slithere
212. REBELLIOUS SLAVE
SIGRIDI heard a louder sob behind me.The girl, who hadn’t made a scene in front of Drusilla, now reeked of fear standing before the danger that was Silas.“Silas, I asked you a question.” I raised my hands, trying to calm him as I took slow steps toward him.He didn’t answer. He just stared at her like a wild animal ready to devour its prey.If I’d had any doubts, they were now gone—Silas wasn’t who he pretended to be.That submission he showed me was nothing more than a facade.I remembered Lucrecia’s words about his defiance; surviving so many years in the hands of that maniac wasn’t something a weak slave could do.Not only was his spirit strong despite the wounds on his soul, but the cursed power within him was... terrifying.“I’m talking to you, Silas. What are you doing here? I told you to look at me. Look at me, damn it!” My anger was rising.I reached him and cornered him against the doorframe, gripping his jaw tightly, forcing him to meet my gaze despite his towering height
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