Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
“What?” Phoebe squeaked. “Yes and no? What does that mean?”
He frowned.
“How much do you remember from last night?”
“Not much,” Phoebe admitted. “Everything is kind of blurry after I drank that can of Sparkler.” She frowned. “I seem to remember…oh my God, did I, uh, suck you off? I didn’t, did I?”
“I’m afraid you did.” Sirex sounded apologetic. “I didn’t know that you were under the influence of a drug at the time—although I suppose I should have guessed it. You sucked both my shafts and swallowed my seed,” he added.
“Wait a minute—both your shafts?” She had a vague memory of leaning over him and tasting both caramel and chocolate but the idea of his having two cocks felt strange.
Sirex cleared his throat.
“Yes, I have two because I’m half Scourge. The top shaft is smaller—it’s mainly used for lubrication. The bottom shaft is larger and is used for breeding.”
“Oh my God. So I sucked them both?”
He nodded.
“The top one first and then the bottom one, I’m afraid.”
“But…does your cum taste like a candy bar? No, never mind—forget I said that,” Phoebe said quickly before he could answer. “So then what happened?” How did we end up here? I mean, like this?” She motioned at the two of them again.
“You spilled some of the ‘Sparkler’ drink on yourself so I had to give you a shower and wash you off—you couldn’t do it yourself because of the non-con bracelets,” Sirex told her. He frowned. “Do you really not remember any of this?”
“Only very vaguely,” Phoebe admitted. She squinted, trying to recall the things he was telling her but the memories refused to come clear. It was like she was trying to watch a movie that was out of focus so everyone and everything in it was blurry.
“I see.” Sirex nodded. “Do you want me to tell you more, or would you rather not know?”
Phoebe took a deep breath.
“You’d better tell me. It’s better to know what I did than sit around guessing and wondering all day.”
“Very well. After I bathed you, I removed the clit jewelry and the plug,” Sirex went on. “You told me you had a burning pain and begged me to help you.”
“I did?” Phoebe shifted. She still had some discomfort between her thighs, but she assumed that it was from wearing the thick pussy plug so long the night before.
He nodded.
“So I did—using my essence.”
“Your essence?” She frowned.
“It’s a pale blue liquid produced by my fangs that’s capable of healing.” He opened his mouth and pointed at his fangs to illustrate.
“So…did you bite me?” Phoebe looked down at herself—she didn’t see any bite marks…
“Er, no.” Sirex cleared his throat. “I licked you,” he said at last.
“You mean you…you went down on me?” Phoebe felt like she was blushing all over. “And I let you?” She’d always been resistant to this particular act, since the guy she’d dated long-term in college had disliked it. He had always complained that she was “too wet” which made her incredibly self-conscious.
But Sirex was nodding.
“You didn’t just let me—you begged me,” he told her. “I have to apologize for that—I knew you were drugged at that point but you were in pain. I couldn’t think of any other way to heal you.”
“I…you…what else did I say?” Phoebe could barely get the words out.
“You asked me to make you come,” he rumbled, his eyes going half-lidded. “And so I did—it seemed to help you feel better.”
“Oh my God…” Phoebe shook her head numbly. She had really gone way outside her boundaries the night before! “Did…did I ask you to do anything else?” she asked in a low voice.
“Only to hold you,” he murmured. “Which I also did, all night.”
“It was, uh, nice of you to put up with me when I was in that state,” Phoebe said.
She wasn’t sure what else to say. She didn’t think she could really complain about him going down on her when she had also apparently done the same thing to him. And anyway, if he was healing her and she was begging him to do it…God, what must he think of her now?
“I just can’t believe I acted like that—I’m so sorry!” she burst out. “I want you to know that if I hadn’t been, uh, under the influence I never would have acted like that. Or said all the embarrassing things I probably said,” she added, feeling hot with shame as she imagined herself “begging” him to make her come.
“No, of course you wouldn’t.” Sirex’s expression was suddenly closed. “And I must apologize again for touching you sexually without your consent.”
“It’s all right—it sounds like I, uh, touched you too.” Phoebe’s cheeks were hot with shame. “Look, can we just move past this and try to plan how we’re going to get in to see the Emperor?”
“Certainly.” He cleared his throat. “Maybe we should get dressed first, though.”