Chapter 10

MADELINE

~It’s my turn now.~

It’s Hael’s turn.

I surrender to Hael, matching his kiss with a fervor I don’t realize I have, hidden beneath my fatigue from the journey back to Requiem territory. Hael gently strokes my long hair, seemingly indifferent to the fact that it needs a good wash.

I don’t even mind that he wants to tease me and be a little mean—I just crave his attention, no matter the form it takes. At this moment, my brand is aflame and all I yearn for is to be loved. And I know this is his unique way of expressing it.

As I slide my hands up Hael’s shoulders, I start to hiccup on a breath as I pull away from his kiss. Tears start to flow—~damn hormones~—I can’t believe I’m now crying ~because~ I’m aroused. I look up at Hael, who’s smirking down at my tear-streaked face.

“I haven’t even punished you yet, mouse,” Hael’s green eyes take in my emotional state. I try to kiss him again, but instead, he lifts me up, his hands wrapping around my thighs as he carries me closer to the devices he’s prepared. I whimper as he lays me down on the wooden table with the restraints—and he starts securing my ankles in.

Lochness quickly fastens the shackles for my wrists.

“Are you going to torture me?” I ask, genuine fear creeping into my voice. I’ve never been in this situation before, on a table like this. “I’m sorry, Hael, can I just say sorry about—a-about…” Being kidnapped?

Why do I feel the need to apologize for that!

“I mean. Can’t I just prove to you that I can submit without—you having to, um, ah—”

Hael’s expression alone tells me he’s made up his mind. “No, Madeline…it’s my turn. This table has a purpose. There won’t be pain. I just want you 100 percent under my command,” Hael interrupts me, a simple response that silences me.

Lochness steps back after a menacing glare from Hael, who wants me all to himself. “You can have her a little later,” Hael tells his brother casually. “You can stay to watch, but you’re not touching her again until I say so.”

Lochness moves closer to his brother, until they’re face to face—and I witness them share some kind of intense standoff. Nessy doesn’t utter a word, he just meets Hael’s gaze and transforms into mist, but not before turning back to catch my eye for a brief moment. Lochness looks ravenous.

He’s not pleased to wait but he will.

I watch him dissolve completely into black mist, then it spirals up and out of the chamber. ~Lucky,~ Lochness growls at me personally. ~I’ll fuck you later, my pregnant princess.~

I let out a shaky breath as I feel my arousal intensify.

I test the restraints. My wrists are above me, but they’re not tightly secured. I can move them a bit. I can rattle the chains, basically.

But my ankles, they’re spread apart. Hael is already looking between them, clearly pleased that I’m not going anywhere and I can’t snap my legs closed in a futile act of defiance. I watch as he takes one finger, and he traces it down the sole of my foot.

~Oh, fuck.~ My foot curls and I try in vain to jerk away from his touch. “Tickles,” I whisper in a hiss. “Please Hael, I’ll show you—I’ll show you how I can be good—”

But it seems he isn’t in the mood for me to talk, because as soon as I start babbling, I watch him move around the table, closer to me. He reaches down and pulls up a special gag that is hidden underneath.

My eyes widen. It’s a device designed to keep my mouth open. A round silver ring.

I won’t be able to talk with that strapped to my mouth. But I can communicate through the mental bond. I have to remember that.

Hael brings it down near my lips. “Just relax, sweetheart,” he advises so gently, I make the mistake of opening my mouth for him immediately. I see the triumph in his eye as he secures the ring in place and straps the leather and buckle around the back of my head. ~What a good mouse,~ he approves.

Hael turns my head and tests it briefly, pushing the head of his cock through the ring. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock to see if that pleases him. He steps back, his cock twitching and wet, but his eyes remain dark, stormy, and unreadable.

I try not to communicate with Hael through the mind link unless necessary. What is he going to do to me? For how long?

And when will Lochness be invited back?

“So many questions rolling around in that little human mind.” Hael uses his flame to burn the clothes off me, and a second burst of fire helps clear the ashes off my skin and the table. Hael casually leans down and kisses my breasts, sucking and biting from one to the other while cupping them in the palm of his hand. One at a time.

Just watching him handle my breasts like his favorite toy has my brand burning even hotter. My legs even tremble a little. I close my eyes, even though I can’t close my mouth. I focus on how he worships both of my breasts before he moves further down, stopping to kiss my belly once…and he keeps descending.

I look to see Hael hover between my spread legs. So he’s going to—No, it’s not what I think.

Hael’s tongue rolls over my clit and dives straight into my pussy, while he also ~jumps~ onto the table, his legs either side of my restrained torso, my arms out of the way.

Hael’s dick finds the hole, and he dips his shaft over my tongue, through the wide ring—testing my completely open mouth in this position. ~If your jaw hurts,~ Hael growls at me, while his tongue laps through my pussy and back to my clit, massaging it, ~tell me.~

~It hurts,~ I whisper slyly back at him.

~Nice try,~ ~Madeline, you’re too cute,~ Hael chuckles. ~Relax your throat.~

I keep swirling my tongue around his cockhead, but now I stop as he nudges it deeper, toward the back. I start to choke and he backs up a bit.

~I want to hear this submission you gave him that he keeps bragging about.~ Hael sounds annoyed that I’m not already doing it. ~Not whining either.~

I am about to do just that, whine a bit, even with him sucking on my clit and making my hips buck. But I know what he wants to hear.

Hael’s tongue trails down, even lower, and I blurt out something I don’t mean to say, but it comes out right nonetheless.

~Please, Hael, take me there—I mean, my mouth,~ I mentally stutter. His tongue explores my ass, and the pleasure it brings confuses me.

~Hael?~

~We can arrange that, but not now. I’m in control,~ Hael reprimands me.

~Let me experience it without your guidance,~ I plead with him. ~Please, Hael.~

~ You’ll let me fuck your throat first,~ Hael growls with desire. ~And you’ll be grateful afterward.~

I don’t respond, just feel his length slide into my mouth, and I draw him in as his thrusts go deeper, closer to my face.

The fear of having my mouth forced open is real, but the loss of control is also making my blood heat rapidly.

Trusting this notorious Dragon Lord with my pleasure is the most terrifying yet thrilling journey—because I know he has a firm grip on his own desires.

He’ll push me just to the edge.

Hael begins to tease my sensitive spot again, while his fingers delve into my core.

He uses my own wetness to tease my ass—slowly pressing in and stretching me.

I feel one finger enter… his length chokes me deeper as another finger goes in—and ~two~ more.

Four fingers stretch me, while he rests his heavy sac against my chin and fills my throat so I can’t breathe.

Hael keeps me there, choking around him while he kisses my clit gently—so very lightly, I can barely feel it as he pulls back the hood and massages it directly.

Sending my nerves into a frenzy.

I climax so intensely I make the table shake as my whole body convulses with trying to swallow his throbbing length. I can’t breathe and need to—and he’s stretching me and teasing my sensitive spot all at the same time.

I feel my core tighten and I feel his gaze on me.

It’s so mortifying, but I hear Hael growling deep with approval.

~Breathe—I need to breathe!~ I mentally scream at him, and he finally removes his hard length from my throat, where he’s still releasing his seed all over my tongue.

I’ve already swallowed most of him, but these damn dragons release a lot.

I feel my mouth overflow and I try to swallow all of it, which is even harder with my mouth forced open.

I start to choke, and Hael has the audacity to chuckle over my pussy, while his hot length now rests against my cheek.

My core is ultra-sensitive as he reaches for more hidden devices under the table.

I don’t know what it is he grabs until I feel them—some kind of wet, ribbed, metal rod, equal to his size—he pushes it into my freshly pleasured core.

I whimper from the heightened sensation.

It’s so good, but it’s also overwhelming.

He takes it out, just to press the wet and creamy metal rod into my second hole next.

Hael pushes it deep, while I feel ~another~ one—carefully pressing into my pussy.

~How full do you feel, mouse?~ Hael asks, curious.

~At my limit, Master,~ I admit with a whimper, while moaning through the gag.

I can’t stop moving my hips with the rods snug inside me and Hael’s beautiful length twitching against my face.

~I’m not finished yet, Madeline,~ Hael can only warn me. ~Do you like my seed dripping down your throat?~

~Mmhm,~ I answer shyly. Meanwhile, I now look down to see these devices are attached to a belt of leather… Oh, no… ~not another one.~

Hael hops off the table and focuses on adjusting the straps.

He locks in the chastity belt, looping it around my hips, around my back, and back to the front.

He pulls on something, and the whole thing tightens and constricts, pushing in a bit deeper, and then keeping it all in place.

My pussy and ass can’t escape the heavy feel of penetration.

“The purpose of this is simple.” Hael looks at me from the end of the table, standing while stroking his length. “I want to watch you climax over and over… my fire controls the warmth of these rods, and I control how they’ll move inside you with my mind.”

He shows me by staying close by, walking to the side of the table and pressing his hand between my legs, over the belt.

I watch a burst of flame—and the rods not only warm up inside me, but they can move out of me, ~and back in~.

I’m being fucked by my own chastity belt and his mind-control powers.

Oh, shit.

I surrender.

~You win, oh my god, you win, Hael, with y-your turn, you own my spirit with your punishments.~

~I’m yours.~

~You can do whatever you want to me, I’m sorry for not asking you to come save me sooner.~

~I belonged to you first.~

~I’m yours first.~

~I’m yours.~

~I’m sorry.~

~I’m so sorry, Master.~

“Remorseful little mouse, how sweet.” Hael sends me an amused look as he pushes the rods deeper and turns something that locks them in place, so he can walk closer to my head—where he thankfully removes the gag. “Now say that all again.”

Hael’s look is dead serious. “Out loud, you fierce brat—admit you’ve broken for me.”

“I give up. You win,” I whimper as Hael holds my jaw, turning my head to the side again, where his length is waiting.

I open my lips and I take him in, while he asks me again.

“Tell me again,” Hael growls over me.

I speak the words with his length in my mouth, gibberish to my ears, but he finally smiles a bit.

“I might just like you more than my entire horde of treasure, that’s how much you’re worth to me, that’s why you’re hidden away, because the dragons ~know~ you’re my soft spot.” Hael caresses my cheek, grabbing the back of my head.

“Squeeze the rods, Madeline.”

I nod on his length, showing him I’m obeying.

“Cum at your leisure.

Are you my slave?

Answer me.”

~Always,~ I whimper the words into his mind. ~I still hate you for making me say it, Master.~

~I love the hate, brat.~ Hael smirks as he brings me deeper down his length with one pull of his hand. ~Because I know then that it’s a perfect punishment… that you hate to love being my dirty little slave.~

I climax again, squeezing over the rods, as I feel my brand heat, with the pressure inside—with the taste of his length rubbing back and forth along my tongue. My body quivers, shaking uncontrollably as Hael’s hand wraps around my throat. He thrusts into my mouth again, climaxing.

“Good girl, have some more,” he says.

His grip on my throat tightens and loosens, making me whimper and swallow.

“I love you,” he murmurs unexpectedly, making my heart flutter. I almost smile around him.

“Are you sore yet, Maddie?”

“Yes,” I whisper back once he pulls away.

“You won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” Hael warns. “I want you to rest properly. When I invite him back, we’re going to make love to you all night.

You crave that attention, don’t you, sweetheart…”

It’s not a question, but I answer anyway. “Yes,” I confess, unable to hide my resentment.

Hael moves to unfasten the chastity belt, his eyes already glazing over as he reaches out to Lochness. Damn it. Damn it all!

It hasn’t even begun yet and I am already cornered. I am drained, too tired to play their defiant little game. All I have left is submission.

Hael always knows how to exhaust me like that. Especially my willpower. Lochness revels in the docile, obedient partner I become when they hold me all night, plunging into me.

I would climax so frequently I often thought I’d just lose my ability to think. They are masters in the art of pleasure. The ecstasy is unbearably intense.

I’d like to think I am fortunate—but it is so overwhelming, it is also a reality that I…I am not free. And I never will be.

I am always at their mercy. I have always resisted that truth. But I am beginning to yield and accept it now… because they don’t mind my defiance.

Regardless of my attitude, they possess me and that’s all that matters to them. I am bound to break. Eventually.

It is only a matter of time. It doesn’t help that I am in a Dragon’s lovecage and I am secretly, deeply, and wildly in love with it. But I despise that too.

And they relish my resistance to my own heart’s desire. We are a perfect match, aren’t we? Ha. My inner fire begins to ignite once more.

No. I am not going to surrender just yet. Hael thinks he has won—but the moment Nessy shows up? I’m fighting them both again.

Screw it. Screw them. If they really want to ensure I can’t walk tomorrow? I am going to give them a run for their money first.

I won’t just give in. Hell no! “Bring it on,” I whisper defiantly to the cave ceiling.

I instantly feel the intensity of Hael’s gaze. He holds his breath—and I smirk at him, matching his glare with my own. I am bound and spread, but my spirit is still intact.

“I swear… Maddie, you’re all talk sometimes and I don’t know if it’s endearing or sheer foolishness,” Hael mutters. “Your Slayer strength misleads you. You won’t last.

Give up.”

Was that a dare?

“Oh?” I sigh and lean my head back. “I guess we’ll find out, sir.”

“Fucking brat, you want to show an attitude now with me? We’ll both take you in the ass, how about that?” Hael says with a frustrated twist to his lips.

Now he’s frowning. Uh oh. Both of them? In ~that~ hole?

I hesitate before biting my lower lip… reconsidering… and now pouting. “Sorry, I surrender again actually,” I whisper.

Meanwhile, Hael just blinks at me, exasperated as he growls, “Behave…”

I nod, and he begins to unlock my shackles. Nessy will be here soon. Yikes.

Hmm. On second thought. I’m so exhausted.

I might just take an impromptu nap on this table.

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