“You seem awfully tired today,” Trey said as he sat down on the bed beside her, his perfectly shaped ass being accommodated by the mattress beneath him. He handed her a plate. But as she took it, her attention once again pulled from him.
She glanced around the penthouse.
Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
“Is everything all right?” Trey asked.
“Yes. Did you move something earlier?” Surely that was all she was noticing.
“No, nothing’s changed at all.”
She giggled. “Oh, I must’ve had a dream, is all.”
“Really? About?”
“I can’t remember, but I woke up with this horrible feeling, like… Oh, I don’t even want to say it.”
“Come on,” Trey pressed, hooking his arm around her and planting a kiss on her cheek. She closed her eyes as she savored it, enjoyed how good his warm flesh felt against her. She turned and kissed him, allowing herself to get lost in that kiss. If only she could focus on that and lose her sense of that nightmare she must’ve woken from.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said between kisses. “All that matters is that you’re here right now.”
He pulled away. “Did you dream that I was gone?” He smirked.
“Oh, you’re so pleased with me missing you?” she asked. “Yes, you were gone. At least, not mine.”
He laughed a boisterous laugh. “I have the most beautiful of all the Almighty’s creations, and you think I would leave you? How stupid.”
For some reason, despite how he mocked the idea, she couldn’t shake it. “I know, I must sound insane. I’m sorry. I don’t want to ruin our morning. We should go to the park today. Everyone will be there. They’ll be getting ready for the master games. I’d enjoy watching. I need to spar a little with Merda. She must to work on her form.”
“Well, that can wait.”
He took her plate and set it beside her before kissing her neck. His warm saliva comforted her as he licked and nipped. He made his way across and down her body, between her breasts. The sensation felt so good and right.
They had just had sex the night before, and the night before that. Yes, that was all true, and the uncomfortable feeling was off. But then why did this all seem so distant to her?
She needed to fuck him. Let him fuck away all this doubt and worry. Needed to fuck until she felt certain that what was before her was real and any inkling of insecurity was just a lie.
She lay back on the bed as Trey made his way to her clit, teasing it with his tongue in that most expert way, the way he had learned through eons of practice.
“I need you inside me, Trey,” she muttered. “The farther the better.”
It was always a great struggle, one she wasn’t always up for, but she needed it right then…so badly.
Although, something within her told her there were far more important matters to tend to.
***
Quintz was on his knees, his wrists bound over his head, strapped to either side of the chamber he was in. He could feel the swelling sensation within him, and he turned around to see the beast, a glipper, its bat-like wings outstretched as it took him from behind. He screamed in agony because the cock was covered in thorns and didn’t slide in easily.
The creature stared at Quintz through its catlike eyes, exposing its fangs as it forced its way inside. Pain rippled through him.
“No!” Quintz shouted, but even as he did, he knew it was off.
This was wrong. He couldn’t be back there. There was no way, and it only took him a moment to realize what was happening.
A blaggovite. That was the only explanation.
His training had prepared him for such an occasion. Had made him ready for that very moment.
