Duck Drama: BOOK 2

Chapter 16 - Athena

MATT POV

I flinch when Emma flings open her bedroom door. She was red in the face and angry about something and as she tore off her clothes, and climbed into bed with me I had a feeling she was about to take whatever it was out on me, and I let her.

I had to. To keep Zehra alive, to keep her safe.

She would do the same for me.

I close my eyes as she climbed on top of me, took my shirt off and started digging her nails into my skin, making me yelp loudly as she started bouncing up and down my cock.

"S- Slow down. P- Please." I manage to gasp out.

But that only made her bounce more quickly and roughly.

I was frozen in place. Unable to push her off even if I wanted too. All I can do was stare blankly up at the ceiling and wait for her to finish.

When she finally came she got off me, not even letting me get my two cents worth in, I was in so much pain.

"That - Your not -?" I tried to ask, in a weak voice. I tried getting up but yelped when I felt pain and had to flop back down.

Emma pulled her clothes back on and strolled over to me and leaned over me.

"You haven't earned the right to cum this time, Little Matt." She told me. Her face was hard and her voice was cold, sending shivers down my spin.

I stare into her eyes. I can see the whole demon dimension in them. Lost souls crying out for help, but none would come. No help ever would, especially for me.

I recoil as Emma's  looked like she was going to slap me, but instead, she caressed my cheek with her thumb and I reluctantly leaned into it.

She then used her other hand to grab my cock, and not in a good way. She twisted it every which way until I feel an uncomfortable burning sensation.

I whimpered as she used her power to create even more pain from it. I started sweating and I started to  hyperventilate.

What was she doing to me?

Did she enjoy tormenting me, and Zehra?

Did she even love me like I keep thinking she did?

I was starting to wonder if Emma even knew what love was.

If that was the case then why did she even care who killed her brother?

It wasn't like killing me would bring him back, and it wasn't like she even loved him.

Not like Dewey loves his brothers.

So why did she even care that he's dead?

"I've already known you killed Liam, Matt." Emma says suddenly, and I nearly choke on my own spit.

"Y- You did? Then why am I not dead yet?" I finally ask and a smile slowly formed on Emma's face that reminded me oddly of Athena's sly and coy smile.

"Because, Little Matt, I have you now. You are mine. I wouldn't wish you dead, not when you are to rule by my side once I take over the mortal world." She told me. Then she leaned in and whispered, "This is just a preview of what life is going to be like for you and I, once I do."

I groaned out in frustration as she moved away from me.

Why was everyone so against me? Why do they want to use me, control me, and just flat abandon me?

Why can't I be just a regular duck boy. Why can't I find real true love? Have a real family like I had tried to make with Zehra  and Dewey when we were at F.O.W.L and why can't I stop screwing up, and making everyone around me just as miserable as me?