“But—” Stone began when his partner’s voice interrupted him.
“Stone! Stone…”
Stone looked at her anxiously.
“Cassandra?”
“Stone…” She had begun to writhe in her bonds. “Stone, please, I need you.”
“You need me? What do you mean?” He looked at Gozeriam again. “What did you give her?”
“Merely a bit of one of our home-brewed love drugs to get her ready for you, Kindred,” Gozeriam burbled.
“But what was it?” Stone insisted. “Tell me!” He knew how many of the aphrodisiacs developed in the palace lab were deadly or had detrimental side and after effects. What if the bastard had given Cassandra one of the deadly ones?
His worst fears were realized when the Slimerian answered him.
“We have given her a compound that will kill her if you do not service her, Kindred,” Gozeriam burbled. “You now have two choices—fuck her or watch her die. It is up to you. Either way, we will be very entertained.”
Fifty-Four
Cassie had never felt so horny in her life. No—that wasn’t the right word. Needy—that was it. Hungry would fit too. She was empty inside and she needed desperately to be filled.
“Stone!” she begged, looking at her partner who had an expression of anger and indecision on his face. “Stone, please—I need you. I want you!”
“You can let him up on the stage now, Beast,” Gozeriam said to his henchman. “He cannot do anything but fuck his partner or watch her die.”
“Go on.” The Beast shoved Stone in the small of the back and the big Kindred vaulted onto the high stage and came to stand in front of Cassie, a tortured look on his face.
“Cassandra,” he said hoarsely. “I do not wish to do this to you against your will.”
“You’re not!” Cassie assured him. “Please, Stone! I’m so empty I ache inside—please, I want you to do this! Want you to fuck me!”
The pleas rolled easily off her tongue because they were absolutely true. Her entire body was throbbing by this time. Her nipples were sensitive little buds at the ends of her breasts and her clit was aching to be rubbed. Her inner walls clenched helplessly on nothing and her pussy was as wet as it had ever been. She needed to be fucked.
“If he won’t do it, I can, your Slimefullness,” The Beast declared. Turning her head, Cassie saw him morph suddenly into Stone. “See—I can look just like him,” he told Gozeriam. “I’ll fuck her to death, if you want me to.”
“No!” Cassie gasped and Stone’s eyes turned red with Rage.
“If you even dare to come near her I will rip your head off.” His voice was a growl so low she felt it in her bones when he spoke.
“It is simple, Kindred—if you do not service your partner then The Beast will,” Gozeriam burbled. “Make your choice. And Hallora, send up a camera drone to record Forbidden Two, the Sequel. This ought to be interesting.”
That’s all we are to him—just entertainment, Cassie thought bitterly. But only with a tiny corner of her mind. The rest of her was too distracted with needing to be fucked so badly.
“Cassandra, look at me…” Stone took her face in his hands and stared earnestly into her eyes. “What if the injection they gave you will kill you once I make love to you?”
“We don’t know that and it will definitely kill me if you don’t. Please, Stone, I feel like a black hole is opening up inside me!”
Cassie strained in her bonds, the black leather thongs around her wrists and ankles creaking against the silver hoop frame she was tied to. The small metal chair she sat on tilted her pelvis forward invitingly, showing the bright red panties she was wearing. There was a damp spot growing on the crotch where her juices were soaking the silky fabric.
“Cassandra…” He gave her a despairing look. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“We are afraid you will have to hurt her,” Gozeriam interjected. He was still sitting on his platform, watching them with evident enjoyment.
“What do you mean?” Stone growled, glaring at him.
“We mean, you will have to be a bit rough if you are to have any hope of counteracting the injection we gave her.” Gozeriam’s wide, lipless mouth stretched into a rubbery grin. “It should be quite interesting to watch.”
“You bastard!” Stone’s eyes were red with Rage, with just a thin blue ring around their outer edge. Clearly, he was holding onto his temper, but only by the barest thread.
In the meantime, Cassie felt as though the black hole inside her was growing…consuming her.
It’s going to eat me alive—eat me from the inside out if Stone doesn’t fill me soon, she thought desperately. Oh God, it hurts! I need him—why can’t he understand?
“Stone,” she said desperately. “Please!”
“All right.” Stone was savage with fury, his deep voice tight as he stripped down the front of his black leather trousers to reveal his shaft. “But I won’t rape you, Cassandra. And I refuse to bond you to me this way—it is wrong.”
“I know…you don’t want to…to bond,” Cassie gasped. “But please, Stone—I’m dying…”
She wasn’t lying—the world was getting dim around the edges and her partner’s face was going blurry.
“Cassandra, no! Stay with me!” With a low growl, he pulled her panties aside and she felt his shaft, thick and blunt, press between her legs. It slid between her slippery folds, bringing a gasp to her lips as it bumped over her tender clit, sending sparks of intense pleasure through her entire body. And then—oh thank goodness—it found the mouth of her pussy and began to slide inside.
“Yes!” Cassie gasped, trying to spread her thighs even wider, though she was already stretched wide by the frame. “Yes, Stone please do it—please fuck me!”
Her partner gave an angry growl and continued to press inside her. She could feel her inner walls stretching to take him, filling the awful black hole that had opened up inside her the minute the strange compound had entered her bloodstream.
“Stone,” she whispered. “More.”
“Cassandra, sweetheart—this is not how I wanted to do this.” His eyes were angry and regretful at the same time as he finally bottomed out inside her.
Cassie threw back her head and moaned with the pleasure of being so exquisitely opened and stretched. She had never been with a man half as big as Stone before—he was big enough to split her in two.
And that was exactly what she needed, she slowly realized. Being filled wasn’t enough—she needed to be fucked. Hard.
“Stone,” she said again. “More!”
“All right, sweetheart.” Gripping her hips, he pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust in again. But though Cassie felt the head of his cock press against the end of her channel, it wasn’t enough. She needed him harder inside her—deeper and faster and more.
“Please!” She writhed against him helplessly, trying to force him deeper into her. “Please, Stone, that’s not hard enough—harder—faster—deeper!”