Anastasia's POV
"We have to begin with what Anastasia's father expected you to do, when his banners were seen," Rurx drawls to Mirat, "He assumed you'd lop Ana's head off from her shoulders, then have us killed, freeing our daemons from our mortal bodies, it would keep you distracted with beating the Cren, to gain the Ring of Cren – which would leave you vulnerable while he attacked. You'd be in the Eye, while the Kingdom of Mal was quickly and subvertly conquered by their army, who would verse your army, with no King," Rurx is confident in this, and I hear Axe hiss, still displeasured by the traitorous turn my family took against us all.
"Fucking traitors," Axe growls again over the tabletop while I'm below, before chucklingly, "You are a smart man, to have seen beyond the trap. To take us on as allies. A tight squeeze for you, Daemon Slayer. You made the right choice."
I've finished crawling to Mirat, kneeling between his spread legs, as his hand now reaches for my head and hair – he looks down at me, meeting my eye, "We did," I get a little boost of confidence when he includes me, now simply threading his fingers gently through my hair, tugging me just a little closer before letting me do the rest.
I put my elbows on Mirat's knees, touching Mirat's cock for the first time with my hands, about to put my lips around the head... but I listen first.
"Our first attack will be subtle, I will send vampires out tomorrow night, Avar will lead them – she is loyal to me and she's also the older sister of Fanguard and Soren. She's been trained in war. She's one of my secret Generals – often underestimated and unexpected due to her appearance... she used to be a nun," Avar must be the woman with large breasts and long red hair, I remember her from the flames, she had been on Mirat's lap, "She will distract with screeching vampires all night, it will keep their army from sleeping on their last leg of the journey to our Kingdom's gates, tiring every man and scaring away animals they wish to hunt for extra food."
"We should keep the Cren contained until the last second before the first major assault," Krystoph suggests.
"Exactly my thoughts," Mirat approves, looking down at me, listening intently, "Ana – please, do as you're told," he says politely, since I had been too absorbed in the 'men's talk'.
I smile and kiss his cock, opening my mouth and sucking down.
Help me, I call to the Cren, help me make it so good he can't concentrate.
I just want to see Mirat squirm – because I know he's going to pretend to me that giving him head is something he can mostly think through.
I want to play with his mind, not to be the villain, but just to have fun.
Our pleasure, I hear a whisper from Axes' daemon in one ear.
Damion's vampire at my other, naughty girl.
I feel one hand, then two... then three... then four – all press to the back of my head from the Eye, snaking out with magic to hold onto my hair and guide me at the right speed.
I suck tight with my lips, while the Cren push me down to Mirat's balls and back up again to the tip, letting me swirl my tongue around before they push me down again.
With speed now, don't stop sucking, Damion's daemon whispers in my ear – then we'll pull you off the moment he wants to burst, you will just suckle the head, using your tongue against the slit. It will be like torture. Then he'll break. Look him in the eye.
My Daemon husbands push me up and down Mirat's shaft at the perfect pace, while I suck hard – and I look up to see him clenching all over, jaw slack as he fights looking down at my eyes.
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Ring of Mal [18+] ✾ D.A.R.K Knights Book 2
FantasyAnastasia is now in enemy territory, dealing with a King who wants her hand and her power; the power of the Cren. Ana's Crows will protect her, and she'll defend them. All that matters is their love for one another. Mirat may be the best Daemon Slay...