I'm dead, I thought as I led the Darkling into one of the bedrooms. The interior was fancy and the bed was one of the softest with fine fabrics, there was a table full of things like rope and pieces of cloth for gags.
His slate eyes drifted over me, looking up and down. I looked down at my feet to avoid his gaze, praying he wouldn't recognize me. I managed to explain the basics to him . "To start off, it's three coins for the first hour, one coin for every hour after that. Things like fetishes are four coins. The ropes and gags are two coins. Roleplay is five coins."
He nodded, but his eyes never left me until he counted out the coins. "How would we know the time?"
I pointed at the clock near the door. "When we start, I start the timer system. After an hour, it rings. If you pay for more than an hour, I click it again."
His granite eyes seemed to look into my soul as he nodded slowly. My hands were sweaty as he placed down three coins on the table. I clicked the button, setting a countdown of ten minutes as usual.
I'm going to die.
I slipped off my shoes awkwardly as he pulled off his boots. The Darkling walked towards me and helped me slip off my dress. His hands grazed my skin and I gave a little gasp before I could catch myself, I could feel more goosebumps form as I shivered unintentionally.
I quickly bowed and stood next to the bed, watching him slowly undress. I was probably as red as a tomato by now. After he was finally reduced to a pair of pants, he looked at me and then gestured to the bed. "Get in," he commanded.
His stern and cold voice shocked me out of my trance and lay down on the bed, the soft fabric smooth against my bare skin. I couldn't stop shivering as he walked towards me, I tried to hide my face under my hair like a wall, but he brushed it away and stared deep into my eyes before slowly spreading my legs apart. I felt the same wave of calm and power that I had felt the first time we met. I shoved away his attempts at revealing my power again, I could only hope he hasn't realized who I really was yet.
I didn't realize how hard I have been clutching the sheets until he slowly pried my fingers away, one by one. He leaned in and kissed me. I made a pathetic moan as he did so. Power flooded through me, and it took all my willpower to keep it down this time. He leaned back, the trail of saliva broke and dripped onto my collar bone. My mind raced as I bit my lip as he trailed a finger up my thigh and in between my legs, feeling the wetness. That trace of a smile was playing at his lips again.
The ten minutes countdown finally passed and there was a small noise like a bell clanging. Normally by now the customers would have been thrusting in and out as fast as they could while I pretended I enjoyed it as I tried not to cry.
The Darkling licked the tip of his finger before placing in front of my mouth. "Taste," he ordered. I savored the saltiness and he seemed pleased by my reaction. He lowered his head down and blew gently onto my clitoris. I inhaled slowly, trying to calm myself down. I wished the hour would be over faster so I wouldn't go insane from the teasing.
He bent lower and started licking closer and closer down south until he began to flick his tongue at my clitoris, sending vibrations of pleasure and managing a moan out of my mouth. His eyes never left mine, even as he began to slip off the little clothing left on him.
I saw the size of him and flinched, my mind flashing through what it would feel like.
His granite eyes drew my gaze back to his and without warning, slipped in. He inhaled sharply as I tried to take it all in, getting used to both the pain and pleasure as I felt his power flow along with mine. But that only made my power threaten to get out of my control any second.
After a few moments that felt like forever, he began to thrust in and out slowly, a moan escaping his lips. Slowly his pace quickened my breath grew ragged. I was slowly losing control of the power again, flickering a faint glow from my body, I quickly checked to see if he noticed, but his face didn't reveal anything other than pleasure.
Before I could help myself, moans began to come out of my mouth without my power to stop them. I was too focused on pushing it down. But the Darkling was a living amplifier, and I couldn't help but almost submit to his power. He suddenly pulled out of me, and I was both glad that I could stop pushing it down and take a break, but I was also disappointed and desperate for more.
"How much for the ropes?" he snarled at me, his voice angry for some reason, as he snatched his money pouch off the table.
It took me a moment to gather my voice back again. "Two," I managed. "Two coins."
He smashed the two coins onto the table and grabbed a rope. He pushed my body up against a corner of the bed, tying my hands to the bedposts with my body turned over. My entire body was completely at his mercy now. I felt so vulnerable. But I was dripping with desire, desire for him. I twisted my head back to look at him, and saw the same thing in his eyes. Desire was brimming in his gray eyes.
He pushed my legs up a bit, so I was on my knees. I felt his hands rub my thighs before he stuck himself back in. I was so close to an orgasm that it was torture to push it down. If I orgasmed, my power would be beyond my control, and he'd know.
But then the little metal click went off and stopped us. "Time's up," I gasped. Saved by the clock.
He growled and smashed another coin down on the table. He untied my bonds and I scurried over to the clock and set it to another hour. My legs were weak and I was both dreading and excited for the next round. I couldn't let him know about my real identity, I wasn't even sure if he already knew or not.
When the bonds were back on, he went straight back to business. I bit my lip, begging myself to keep shoving away the power. It felt like eternity, him pounding into me as I clung onto the bedpost, my toes curled as I gave a whimper.
It wasn't too loud, really, but he must have heard me, because he smirked as he quickened his pace, groaning every now and then.
I was so close, on the edge of losing my mind. I had to let it out soon, I couldn't last longer than him. No, oh no, I was tipping over the edge now. I can't help but scream at the top of my lungs as I finally let loose, a blinding light coming from within me. I was so bright it took even me a few seconds to see again.
A moment later, the Darkling also came within me, his head thrown back as he moaned as loud as I had screamed, his semen squirting out of me as he pulled back out.
Our pants turned into loud groans and moans, until all I could hear was the symphony of contented sighs. He leaned against me, my breasts rubbing against his chest as he whispered smugly into my ears.
"Oh, Alina. Did you really think you could hide from me?"
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Darkling X Alina [Mature Content] Shadow And Bone Fanfiction
FanfictionMy first lemon, yaaaay. This happens right after Shadow And Bone, when Alina was kidnapped by a sailor and forced to work at a brothel. Mal turned out to have an infected wound, and the owners of the brothel won't give Mal the treatment he needs eve...