I concentrated on setting fire to Angela’s inn. Anal sex …feed me your lusts… I held my breath, too scared to do anything as the edge of the knife caressed my aching nub. “Who would want to stop me from slaying the dragon?”
“You’re descended from the High King,” Sophia pointed out. Angela was out there. …feed me your lusts… My breasts jiggled as the tentacles played with my nipples. I was fucked in every hole. I had no idea where in the city I was. “Very disappointing,” Alorian repeated. …pleasure me… “Tonight,” I smiled at Sophia, “how would you like to be tied up to a bed?”
Sophia smiled and shuddered, a flush suffusing her cheeks. It is time for you to make your own way in the world and not sponge off the Collegiate Tower.”
I swallowed. “I will communicate when the deed is done,” Fireeyes had said nineteen days ago. I rolled over on my bed and tried to sink back into oblivion. Dozens of long, rubbery tentacles undulated from the mass below, some ending in bulbous tips that resembled cocks. The bowl was filled with water tinged with crimson.
