Page 115 of Owned By the Fae
Fiana gives me a cruel smile, moving back to give Skith space while still close enough to watch and listen. The healer has me get on all fours on the bed. My cheeks are hot, and I know my embarrassment is plain. It’s worse knowing that Kal and Grey are seeing me like this, harder than I thought it would be.
The healer’s fingers enter me, and I close my eyes, trying not to let this get to me. I know that’s why Fiana is watching too. It’s just another way to get into my head and torment me. The Harbinger is throwing itself at the barrier that’s stopping its power from coming out, but I tell it to stop. It needs to save it’s energy.
The healer makes a noise I can't discern. ‘One of the elites has already been here to seed you?’ he asks.
‘Yes,’ I murmur.
‘Get on your back.’
I do as he says, keeping my eyes on the wall as Fiana comes closer and peers down as he widens my legs and pulls my lips roughly apart.
‘Wider,’ she says. ‘I haven’t seen a human female’s cunt this closely before.’
The healer pushes one of my knees up towards my chest and uses his other hand to part my lips wide.
I flinch as Fiana reaches down and grasps the bud between my legs.
I grit my teeth, not giving her anything to use but terrified that she might maim me in some way. My eyes flick to the corner, and I only just stop myself from begging for them to help. The Harbinger isn’t ready, and until it is, I have to bear these humiliations.
It’ll be worth it. I’ll make it worth it.
Fiana pinches it gently and I wince. ‘Is this normal?’
‘For a human female? This one’s normal from the texts I’ve seen.’
‘Is it big enough to put a ring through?’ she asks, seemingly idly.
The churning of my stomach intensifies, realizing what she meant by rings as a method to subdue me.
The healer looks back at her and shrugs. ‘I think it’s more typical to have rings through their teats and a tuggable chain to keep them in line, but I don’t see why you couldn’t ring her here as well or instead if you wanted to, my lady. You can do whatever you want with her, I suppose.’ The healer shifts. ‘If I may.’
Fiana lets go of me, and, to my horror, he begins to rub me.
‘If we engorge it, make it swell, I mean, you'll be able to see how big it can get. It'd be best to ring her when it's like that.’
I try to ignore his hands, glad at least that my body isn’t betraying me because this is giving me no pleasure at all.
But he makes an annoyed sound when my body doesn’t do as he wants and rubs harder, making me wince and try to draw away. He notes the movement and sighs.
‘It’s unfortunate that this one is so intractable,’ he mutters as if it’s my fault. ‘My apologies.’
Fiana shrugs. ‘It's no matter,’ she says airily. ‘She’s always needed a firm hand. If you say it's big enough, it's big enough. ‘Would you like that, little piggy?’ She asks me almost fondly.
I look away from her. She immediately slaps my mound hard, and I yelp.
‘What was that?’ she asks.
‘Yes, Fiana,’ I say.
‘Well,’ the healer stands. ‘She looks to be in order.’
‘How long before she’s bred?’
Skith looks apologetic. ‘I’m afraid I can’t know for certain, but it should be soon. She’s healthy enough for a human, and she’s entering her most fertile time. I’ve also had the servants adding fertility herbs to any food that’s brought to increase the chances.’
Fiana purses her lips. ‘Very well.’
My eyes narrow on the healer, equal parts furious that Skith has had my food tampered with while also relieved that he seems to have no idea that I’m already with child. It’s too early for him to detect without a shifter’s nose.
