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To reach The Heart inside my Lair.”

I shake my head when she finishes speaking.

“Until Dark thrusts into Light? What the Fuck does that mean?” I ask.

Sylvanna opens her eyes and looks at me intently.

“It means, my Paladin, that it’s time for me to fuck you.”

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Sylvanna

For a moment, we just look at each other. I wonder if Alaric is ready for this. I’ve been training him with larger tails lately, but this is the first time I’ll be actually using a phallus to fuck him instead of just inserting a tail. If he lets me. I swore to him I wouldn’t fuck him until he begged me to—he’s been resistant to it up until now.

He surprises me by going to one knee before me.

“Take me, Mistress,” he says, his deep voice hoarse with emotion. “Fuck me—I give myself willingly.”

My heart seems to swell until I think it might burst. My sweet Paladin! He’s so big and strong he could break me with one hand but he’s willing to submit without question.

He’s willing to submit because he loves you…as you love him, whispers a little voice in my head. I don’t know if that’s true—after Kraven’s betrayal, I thought my love had died. But training Alaric these long weeks has brought back emotions I thought I’d never feel again.

“My Paladin,” I murmur and card my fingers through his hair. “Thank you for being willing.”

“I’ll give you anything you want—anything you need, Mistress,” he says. “Just tell me how you want me.”

“I think I’ll need to cuff you to the frame—that’s the object the spell is tied to,” I say thoughtfully.

He frowns.

“But that fucking thing just shocked me!”

“Now that I’ve divined the spell, the magical charge should be gone,” I say. I put a hand on the black iron experimentally and sure enough, no charge.

Alaric tries it too. He puts out a hand and grips the frame then nods in satisfaction.

“You’re right—it’s fine now.”

Then he tries to shift it away from the door, but though his muscles strain and the cords in his neck stand out, it doesn’t budge so much as an inch.

“Fuck,” he growls. “I was hoping now that it wasn’t charged anymore I could just scoot it away.”

“No such luck,” I say. “We still have to break the spell to move the frame and open the door. Which means I’ll need to cuff you…but not just yet.”

“Oh? What are you waiting for?” Is that a note of eagerness I detect in his deep voice? My Paladin, who at first was so reluctant to submit, has become more and more willing to give me what I want in these past weeks. Maybe because it’s what he wants too, though it’s hard for him to admit it.

“I need you to get me ready first. Ready to fuck you.”

I walk over to the wall where a whole array of harnesses with phalluses already attached are displayed. I choose one with a smooth amber crystal phallus a bit bigger than the largest tail I’ve been using on Alaric. The spell said there had to be pain as well as pleasure—he has to really feel it when I take him.

But that’s not the only reason I’m choosing this particular phallus and harness. I like it because there’s a second, smaller phallus on the other side—one for the user to wear.

“Gods, Mistress—that’s a fucking big one,” Alaric says when I bring it back to show him. “Which end is for me?”

“You know which end, my Paladin.” I run my fingers over the long, thick amber shaft I’m shortly going to be fucking him with. “Do you think you can be a good Blood-servant and take this nice and deep for me? Do you think you can spread your thighs and let your Mistress fuck your tight ass?”

His Adam’s apple moves as he swallows hard, but I can see the bulge in the front of his trousers. He wants this and he likes it when I speak to him this way.

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