I exhaled a shaky breath, realizing where I was. I was finally in the Nine Realms, and I just wanted to go home.
“She just needs to be cleaned and in less clothing, and my father will ruin her so brutally.”
“Hold up,” I said, glaring at Amara. “You’re pissed off about something you assume happened in the womb. So you’re willing to trade me for what exactly? Marriage? I’m not interested.”
“Marriage? As if I would allow you to stand above me ever again. No, Gerald enjoys hurting pretty things. He’s rather…Oh, what is the word I am looking for, baby?” she fluttered her lashes, and I snorted.
“Brutal,” he supplied.
I shook my head in horror, watching Amara as her smile spread over her lips. It was nauseating knowing that I’d finally found her, only to discover that she was the one hunting me, trying to bring me here. My sister was the one who had been trying to find me so that she could murder me. Wasn’t that freaking peachy?
Chapter 52
Amara and her husband stood in front of me, watching as I processed the horror of what they planned to do to me. Like I hadn’t been having a bad enough week already? No, the world seemed to be fucking me every which way it could, and this was the cherry-flavored syrup on the top, right beneath the cherry.
“You can’t do this, Amara. I have been going out of my mind searching for you. I have given you everything you have ever asked for, and now you will hand me over to be hurt because you think I stole your powers? I was an infant, you selfish bitch.”
I was pulled through the bars until I feared I would be torn apart as her husband held me there, staring into my eyes while his other hand lifted up, grabbing my breast painfully hard until I screamed from the pressure he applied. He smiled coldly, enjoying the pain that threatened to make me pass out as he watched me, breathing hard against my face with rancid breath. He smashed my breast until I was afraid it would break open, and a scream tore from my lips as he chuckled, licking the side of my face as I cried.
“That is my wife and future queen you are speaking to. You will show her the respect her position gives her, whore.” He didn’t stop, as if my screams turned him on. His left hand held me by the hair as the other one released my breast to push into my pants. His finger entered me hard and painfully. He watched me closely, forcing himself into my body until it burned from fullness as he inhaled deeply. He breathed heavily in my face, panting with the scent of rotting flesh. “She’s perfect, but I wish I could smell her cunt over the rotting corpses.”
“Stop, baby. She’s a virgin,” she offered, patting his arm as she watched me being violated without any emotion whatsoever in her eyes. “She’s a gift for your father, Garrett.”
“I want to break her in, and ruin her tight little cunt, baby.” His fingers stretched apart, and I screamed, fighting his hold on my hair as nausea rushed through me, causing me to dry-heave as he watched me.
“Hold still, Aria, or you won’t make it to the morning without being fucked by my husband. You attention seeking bitch, you’re making him crazed with your struggles.”
I was making him crazed? I held my breath, not daring to make a move again to incite more violence as my sister stood silently, watching her husband as he continued defiling me until he was moving his hips, mimicking the movement with his finger.
“Your father is expecting a virgin tomorrow night, my love. If you breach her hymen, he will know, and will be disappointed with me.”
He stared me in the eye, and then his gaze lowered to my lips. “Her mouth wouldn’t be missed; it speaks ugly lies about you, my love.”
“No, Garrett. I forbid you to fuck that worthless bitch. You’re mine, remember? Tell her what your father enjoys doing to pretty little things like her.”
“He enjoys hurting pretty girls. You will like it and everything he does to your tight holes. He makes you think you’re precious, and then he breaks you in front of the guests. You will give them a good show. He’ll start with your virgin cunt, ripping it open with his hugely knotted cock until it’s bleeding, as all of your innocence is shattered. You will be fucked to death until he removes that pretty head of yours for his trophy case. I do hope he leaves your corpse out as he did the last one, even dead, we enjoyed fucking it until she started to fall apart with decay. She was too skinny to eat after we’d played with her for months, so we just continued to fuck her holes until she fell apart.”
“That’s not fucking nasty or anything,” I uttered, staring at Amara, who had begun stroking his inhuman, grossly knotted cock as she watched me. “How can you do this to me?”
“It’s not only you Gerald will get. They’re a little medieval here, and I had no dowry to offer him. What I did have was an endless amount of Hecate bloodline witches to trade. I needed something to give him in order to marry the love of my life.”
“You traded us? Your family?” I snapped. “To be slaughtered?”
“No, you see, they will only be fucked when it pleases Gerald to use them. You, my sweet twin, were my greatest gift to offer. You will be decapitated, and then they’ll just be used whenever his monstrous cock needs to be fucked. I assure you, it is perfect for your first time. I hope he fucking destroys you. I can’t wait to hear your screams of absolute pain, Aria. You deserve it for what you did to me, and everything you took from me. Fuck me while she watches you take me, lover,” she urged, and he smiled, jumping at the invitation.
I stepped back, shaking my head at their depravity, playing out before me. He pushed her thick dress from her hips as he bent her over, and Amara held onto the bars as she smiled back over her shoulder at him. He freed his cock, stroking it as he stared at me. It was huge and deformed with knots that made bile push against the back of my throat.
“She’s so pretty,” he growled, moving closer. The sound of his feet made me peer down, finding hooves that clicked over the stone floor. “I wish I could fuck her too, but we promised him a virgin to torture.”
He slammed into Amara as she lifted her head, expelling a scream from deep within her throat. Garrett never looked away from me, watching my breasts as he fucked her slowly, yet hard enough that she winced in pain as she held on to the bars. His hand lifted, and he sucked his finger that had been buried inside of me as I shook my head in horror.
I fought against the tears choking me as Amara watched, smiling as she opened her mouth to scream her orgasm. He withdrew his cock, watching me as he walked around her prone body and pushed her down to her knees. Shoving his cock into her throat, he turned, smiling coldly.
“I wonder if you suck cock as exquisitely as your sister does or if they’ll have to rip your mouth open to fuck it.”
I lowered my gaze to where Amara struggled to get past the head of his bulbous, mangled cock. Her hands worked it eagerly, and I rolled my eyes. Creatures started howling around us as he snarled his release, coming thickly into her mouth, snorting and making horrid noises as if he were half-bull, half-man.
Minotaur.
Howls erupted, baying sounded, and females screamed hysterically as I slid down the wall, covering my ears while his orgasm continued until Amara turned, dripping come from her mouth gluttonously. Her eyes held madness and pure hatred that shook me until I wanted to scream in denial.