But then Taroc broke free of their kiss to lift his head and roar. He slammed against me and held firm, his thick cock kicking in my channel, adding more cum to Kel's. It was too much. I was uncomfortably full. And then he pushed up and slipped out of me. Seconds later, Jathalion came, holding my nose again to make sure I swallowed.
Jathalion yanked free when he was done and called out, “Next!”
At first, I thought he said Nex, and I jerked my head around to see if Nex was coming at me with his monster cock. But it wasn't him. It was Vardan. My eyes widened, and I tried to stand up because behind Vardan was a room full of Wraith Lords, and Nex was indeed among them, as naked as the others, his massive shaft erect for me.
“Don't worry, kid,” Nex said. “Vardan will loosen you up for me.”
“No!” I cried, but Vardan was already inside me, and several hands were holding me down. “No! Stop!”
“Easy now,” Vardan said. “You know you can't say no to us. This is your destiny, Ember.” He leaned forward to growl, “Now, take my dick.”
Vardan started thrusting, the way made slick for him by the desire of other men. My body betrayed me, going tight with pleasure. He was right; I couldn't say no. Well, I could say it, but I didn't mean it, did I? No, wait. I did mean it. I didn't want this.
“Open your mouth,” someone said.
And I opened it. I did it before I looked up. And then a slim cock was sliding into me, and I groaned. The taste alone made me weak. I couldn't fight this. My body was made for giving and receiving pleasure. I was the Goddess's chosen one. I had to do my duty.
Then I looked up.
Up and up my stare went, coasting over a slim, Varraen chest. Not the body of a Varraen Wraith Lord. This man didn't belong here. And he was pale. Not fair-skinned but pallid, as if he never went into the sun. Rough hands grabbed my face, claw-like. Blond hair fell over his shoulders. His body bowed back, arching so we could lock stares. I met a pair of icy blue eyes.
I screamed around the Corrupter's cock and finally woke up.
Darkness shrouded me. Warm bodies lay to either side. Their even breaths told me that my nightmare hadn't bothered Xae or Rath. They slept on. Peaceful. While I reeled in horror and fear. My body was coated in sweat that now cooled to chill me. I shivered and clutched my arms around myself.
“I can't do this,” I whispered. “I can't.”
“Ember,” a voice whispered.
I flinched and looked side-to-side at my lovers. They slept on.
“It's me,” Death said. “Are you all right? I heard you cry out.”
“I don't want to do this,” I whispered.
“Ah,” Death said gently. “I understand. It's all right, Ember.”
“No, it's not.”
“Very well. Let's go somewhere we can talk freely.”
“Where?”
“Wherever. The front room will do.”
“Oh. All right.” I faded out of bed so I wouldn't disturb the men.
But instead of going to the sitting room, I found myself in the garden. All I had on were my undershorts, but no one else was there at that hour. There were sentries on top of the walls and the keep, but they wouldn't see me down there, beneath the willow. I was cold, but I didn't care. The chill helped push the nightmare away.
“You don't have to do this, Ember,” Death said. “I will help you if you want to leave.”
“I can't just leave.”
“Very well. Then what do you want to do?”
“I want this to end.”
“What? Be specific,” he said.
