Chapter 11

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“ H

ello , Little Snowflake ,” I hear a voice boom across the great hall, making me flinch.

Bene stands beside me, and he stiffens at the king’s greeting. His hand tightens on mine, which rests on his forearm. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I have to remind myself that Bene is here with me; he won’t let the king do anything. Not wanting to cause any issues, I return his greeting. “ Hello .”

His eyes are their normal mirrored black, and I’ve always thought it an odd color. More so now, since I know the guys’ eyes change from normal to black and then back again. Has the king lost all humanity?

He hums as he takes in his son. “ She seems docile. Did you break her in?”

Dax shrugs as his eyes shift to me briefly before returning to his father. “ I clipped her wings. An illusion of freedom, but she is still trapped within my cage.” He gives his father a dark smile as he says, “ If she tries to escape, she can flit about, but clipped wings can only get you so far.”

The king grins maliciously. “ Clipped wings indeed. I do hope she has been fun to play with.” I shiver when he says play because I know what he means by that. The swirls of black smoke floating around him seem to grow erratic. “ I have missed your tears, Little Snowflake . Maybe I should have some fun while I visit.”

There’s a cacophony of growls from the males in the room. My eyes widen when I see that all of their eyes have changed to black. Reverie steps out of the darkness as he glares at the king. His eyes are completely black and look otherworldly with his dark skin.

Kasim looks like a wild animal as he snarls in the king's direction with inky eyes. Branimir stands beside him, glaring as well but staying quiet. His black eyes contrast against his reddened cheeks and fiery hair.

Asher comes to stand to my other side, and Bene’s grip on me tightens. I look at Asher first to find my normally happy guard has turned serious as he scowls in the king's direction. His hand comes up to brush against my back as if he would sweep me away if need be.

Alair flanks Dax , both shifting to reveal their swords. With eyes dark as night, Dax’s voice rumbles across the room, “ We do not share.”

The king laughs. “ I see. Well , then I would love a demonstration at least.” His eyes narrow on his son as he continues, “ It’s the least you can do, considering I gifted you with my toy.”

Dax’s eyes shift to me briefly before darting back to his father. “ Very well. But you will be waiting outside the chamber. Your eyes will never see her naked body again. She’s mine.”

The way he growls mine sends a shiver down my spine. I want to say that whatever he has planned isn’t going to happen, but I know this situation won’t end well if I disagree with the prince in front of his father.

The king gives a sharp nod. “ Very well. Let’s have some fun. If I’m not able to participate, I wish to get this done, so I may return home to play with my other toys.”

Dax nods and shoots Bene a look. “ Take her to the guest bed chamber.”

Bene ushers me ahead of the others, and I almost miss the king saying, “ I see you have covered the mirrors. Such a shame.”

“ Mirrors do not have a place in my castle, Father . I certainly do not want the being within your mirrors checking up on me or trying to control me,” Dax grumbles.

The being? Is he talking about the tentacles that come out of the mirror? The king chuckles. “ Nothing controls me, son. Best you remember that.”

I hear Dax grunt behind me, and we continue down the hallway. I wish I could argue against what they are planning. But I also have a lot of questions. I suppose I can wait till we are behind closed doors again to give Dax a piece of my mind. Though , considering all their eyes are engulfed in black, I may lose my nerve.

My mouth is dry, but I manage to whisper, “ So … what’s the plan here?”

Asher’s gravelly voice sounds from right behind me. “ We are going to make the king believe we are torturing you.”

“ Do I want to know how you guys plan to do that?”

His eyes flash back to their normal light blue before black consumes them once more. He grins. “ Do you really want to know, Snow bunny?”

The look he sends me before his eyes shift back to black makes me want to say no. No , I do not want to know because it will just make me want to run.

As if reading my mind, Bene lowers to whisper in my ear, “ Do run, Darling . We would love a good chase. The darkness is hungry. ” The way he growls hungry makes heat pool low in my belly.

Ash opens the door to the bed chamber with a flourish before heading in. I jump when I hear the door slam shut behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I see Dax bathed in swirls of dark shadows. Admittedly , he doesn’t look scary like his father does; he looks like a hungry beast. And I’m his prey. Pulling my hand away from Bene , I turn to face Dax .

The others fan out around the room. Gathering every bit of courage I can, I manage to ask, “ So what is the plan, Dax ?”

The sound that comes from him is almost like a purr. Did he seriously purr just because I said his name? He takes a step toward me, and I retreat a step. He shoots me a wicked smile as he takes another step forward, and I do the same but back. We continue this dance until my legs hit the foot of the bed.

I quickly glance over my shoulder then back to find him standing right in front of me. I gasp when I see the metallic glint of a knife. He holds it out in front of him, testing the sharpness of the tip. When his eyes meet mine, all I see is my reflection in those deep ebony pits.

“ I’m going to make each of those scars mine. Each cut will remind you of me. Only me , ” he says, pushing me down, so I fall onto my back on the bed.

“ Are you serious?” My voice sounds less like a question and more like a breathy gasp. Damn .

He smirks as he lifts the blade. “ Do I look serious to you?”

He does in fact look serious. He also looks like he is going to enjoy this way too much and, considering the heat pooling in my abdomen, I think I will too. I can already feel my thin underwear getting wet.

Even though my body betrays me, my mind won't. “ You hold no power over me.” Though these men are completely different than my previous sexual encounters. They are different than the king and his disgusting guards. Different from the smooth, mirrored tentacles that forced me to climax.

He grins and taunts, “ Are you sure about that, Little Raven ?”

“ Yes ,” I state rather unconvincingly. My body wants these men, and my mind can no longer fight that it does too. I don’t hate them like I do the king and his guards, and my body knows it.

“ I’m going to have fun testing that.” He turns to Branimir and orders, “ Mir , hold her arm.”

Without argument, Branimir steps up to my right. He pulls me up toward the head of the bed and clamps down on my wrist, pinning it above my head. I don’t have time to fight because Dax continues issuing orders, immediately saying, “ Bene , grab her other arm.”

He does the same, holding my left wrist, so both of my arms are pinned over my head. Dax points the knife at Alair . “ Hold her leg; I’ll need them spread far apart for what I have planned.” He points his knife to Reverie next. “ Rev , hold her other leg.”

Alair does as he is told, holding down my right leg as Rev holds my left. They spread my legs apart making me feel like a starfish.

My eyes go wide when I realize I am completely powerless and vulnerable in this position. “ Dax ! Dax , what are you doing?”

He smirks at me. “ I’m going to make you hurt so good, Little Raven . I’ll make sure you leave here so thoroughly satisfied that you will be as obsessed with us as we are with you.”

“ All of you couldn’t possibly be obsessed with me,” I insist.

He clicks his tongue and slips the tip of the knife under my clothes. “ Then you haven’t been paying enough attention.” He turns to Asher as he says, “ Ash , by her head.”

Ash climbs onto the bed, and his knees frame my head. “ Can’t have you looking away, Snow Bunny .”

I screech when I feel the knife slice through my clothes, leaving me completely bare except for my underwear. He taps the blade right below my belly button. “ Seems I have a lot of scars to mark as my own, Little Raven .”

He slides the knife under the sides of my panties, cutting them off me and letting out a hiss when I’m completely bared before the seven of them. I look up to see him staring intently at my center. He licks his lips before meeting my gaze. “ You’re soaked. You’re dripping for us already. I wonder what you taste like. Do you taste as sweet as you smell?” He groans and sucks on his bottom lip. “ It’s a shame I already offered Kas the pleasure of tasting that hot sex of yours.” He turns to Kas and growls, “ You better enjoy it.”

I watch as Kas crawls onto the bed, lowering himself, so his face is level with my sex. He gives me a devilish grin as his hot breath brushes my sensitive skin. “ I’m starving.” But before he lowers to my center, he licks a trail up my thigh. I feel something cool touch my skin before the warmth of his tongue banishes the chill. I catch a glimpse of metal in the middle of his tongue before it vanishes back into his mouth.

“ Your skin tastes sweet. I wonder if your cunt will taste sweeter.”

“ What’s that on your tongue?” I ask a bit breathlessly.

He smirks. “ What , this?” He sticks out his tongue, allowing me to see it once more. The metal clicks against his teeth as he folds his tongue, so I can see that the metal bar goes all the way through.

“ Yes .”

“ It’s a piercing, Princess . Worth the pain to have a woman squirming and screaming as I eat her cunt.”

His crass words make me want to say something in return, but my body feels hot and needy, and my brain isn’t functioning properly. I’m overwhelmed by the sensations forced upon me by these men. The moment Kas’s tongue licks up my center, Dax slices the knife across one of my scars. The combination of the sting of pain from the knife, and the pleasure of Kas’s tongue has me wriggling and squirming, but I can’t move.

“ What does she taste like?” Dax asks and groans.

Kas sucks on my center before licking me from entrance to my clit. “ So fucking sweet. The most delicious dessert I’ve ever had.” A moan slips from my lips as Kas spears me with his tongue at the same time Dax makes another cut on my skin. Kas’s tongue piercing is hitting places I didn’t even know were pleasurable. Each slow stroke of torture has heat building in my abdomen with no relief.

Dax quickens the pace of each slice as Kas slips his tongue from my center, and I let out a screech of irritation. Dax laughs and teases, “ Seems you are enjoying yourself, Little Raven .”

I’m panting as I open my eyes, which I didn’t realize I had closed. I’m greeted by Asher’s heated gaze as he looks down at me. He licks his lips while he admires my body. “ I want to touch you. I want to taste you. You smell delicious.”

I look down to see my abdomen covered in shallow cuts, just deep enough to have blood bubbling to the surface. My eyes shift to Ash again, and he snarls, “ I’m touching you.”

He reaches out and uses my blood to paint my body before moving his palms to massage my breasts. He pinches my nipples, and I let out a moan. Ash slips a blood covered finger into his mouth, licking it off with a groan. I can feel his cock growing hard where it rests against the top of my head. “ You taste like an apple tart.”

When Kas removes his tongue and replaces it with a finger, I let out a scream. He begins pumping wildly as he sucks on my clit. The cuts Dax is making against my skin turn erratic as the room fills with growls.

The need to come is overwhelming, and I feel moisture gathering at the corners of my eyes. I’ve never felt so much pleasure and pain. I’m panting as I grind against Kas’s face. I feel the knees beside my head disappear, and I open my eyes to find Ash’s face right in front of mine.

He watches as the moisture in my eyes builds, till they slide down my cheeks. With bloodied fingers, he grips my chin, turning it as he lowers his face. I feel his tongue on the side of my temple, licking up to the corner of my eye.

He hums. “ Her tears are deliciously sweet too. I want more. I need more.” He licks the other side of my face before he stares intently, waiting for more tears of pleasure to fall.

Dax’s dark voice vibrates the room as he says, “ Then you shall have more.”

Kas hums against my clit, and I cry out. He slips another finger inside me and begins to curl them, so they hit that perfect spot each time. My fingers curl into fists as tears stream down my face.

“ Scream for us, Little Raven ,” he growls. “ Sing for Kas . Let him know how much you love him fucking your soaking sex with his fingers.”

When Kas adds another finger, my back bows off the bed, and my pleasure crescendos to a height I’ve never felt before. He continues to suck my clit with each pump of his fingers. Suddenly , Kas bites down on my sensitive nub, and my vision compresses into pinpricks before I erupt.

I scream as my body shatters with pleasure. Kas continues to fuck me with his fingers through it all, making my orgasm last longer. I sob as my pleasure continues to grow. Kas , not caring, continues until my body fractures once more before melding with the mattress. I’m completely spent from the overwhelming sensations.

Kas takes one last lick up my center, the cold metal of his tongue ring gliding across my sensitive flesh, making me whine from overstimulation. I look down with blurry eyes to find his black eyes on me. He lifts just enough, so I can see his mouth and chin are soaked with my release. He lifts a hand, wiping his face before giving me a dark smile. His eyes track the movement of my rapid breathing.

His voice is gruff as his eyes meet mine. “ I’m still starving, Princess .”

Not wanting to give away how that epic orgasm made me like him a little more, I put as much venom behind my words as possible when I narrow my eyes and huff out, “ You’re still not my favorite person today, Kas .” Damn that didn’t come out right.

He shrugs as he sits back on his heels with a cocky smirk. “ I’m not your favorite person on any day, Princess . Doesn’t change the fact that I made you come on my face. Twice .”

I thump my head back down on the bed. “ I hate you!”

“ Hate you too, Princess .”

A knock on the door makes me flinch; I forgot we had an audience. “ Her screams were quite delicious boys. I appreciate the show, but I must be on my way. Hearing her screams makes me hunger for my toys back home.”

Silence settles around us as we listen to the king’s retreating footsteps. The quiet becomes a bit suffocating, so I ask awkwardly, “ Can I change now? Although maybe I should ask if I’m allowed to get dressed, considering you cut my outfit off?”

Dax chuckles, and he offers me a hand. The hands holding me down release, and I reach for his offered hand. “ Why don’t you enjoy a bath as well. I’ll make sure one of the men brings up some balm for your cuts.”

He pulls me to stand, and I peer down at myself to find that every cut the king had previously made has now been reopened by Dax . I nod as my eyes meet his. “ I would appreciate that.”

He presses a kiss to my knuckles before releasing them. With a nod to the door, he says, “ Off you go, Little Raven .”

It takes every ounce of self-control I possess not to run out of that room. I don’t know if what Bene said is true, but I don’t want to chance it. The last thing I need is for them to chase me around the castle while I’m naked because I triggered their darkness to take over.

I also can’t forget that these men are still the villains. Mild compared to the king maybe, but villains, nonetheless. Still , they are the enemy, and the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Right ?

Why is it getting harder to say that and even harder to believe it? It’s beginning to taste a lot like a lie.