The LEVELER King ✔

BOOK 2: CHAPTER 6

By nightfall, the rain started once more.

Nala closed her eyes at the sound of the silk vails falling into place.

It was sometimes painful having a lay with Idsel in his second stage due to size issues, but Nala never complained. Today, she'd welcome that ache compared to the one in her back. She had only made the mistake of trying to run once before the whip caught her in the throat. After that she'd waited until it had ended.

Idsel would no doubt smell the blood but maybe he wouldn't comment because apparently, if Nala didn't wash daily, her stage-three body would produce a stench.

Each second that Idsel neared, letting the moths out from the nest like he often did, Nala's anticipation grew. She didn't even check to make sure the king was in stage-two before she grabbed the bulky body close.

The feel of the soft flesh against her own took Nala aback.

"Indel?"

Hands pressed down on the moss below them, Indel chuckled. "Na'am, why do you call me so? Am I no longer your Mana?"

Nala's chest felt hollow, she felt empty. Rather than become slick which was ideal for joining, her skin dried as upset betrayed her.

When Nala tried to respond, all that came was a sharp puff of air. She'd seen Earthers sneeze often, but she'd never contracted anything herself.

The sneeze came again and again until Nala hurried to whisper, "Put it in. Do not argue. Just please come to me." A rustle from one of the fourteen bodyguards which slept against the wall stole Nala's further plea. There had been only two starting out. Sessel then insisted on seven. Each one stole Nala's drive to comply whenever Indel begged her to pleasure herself and let him see.

Today she was relieved when her Leveler King merely shed the robe and readied himself.

"Na'am, you don't look to be receiving of me."

"I want you, Mana. I speak the truth," Nala insisted.

It was a tight fit and Indel needed to rub his hands along his own body for more of the secretion which he smeared along Nala's slit. Eventually the tip did pop in, and when Indel bucked, his extending member filling with each second, Nala felt at peace.

"It's too raw, Na'am. I can hardly move," Indel complained.

It was appropriate because Nala couldn't move at all. She couldn't respond when their foreheads met. She couldn't reply when Indel took a well-savored lunge. And she couldn't answer as all drive faded from her and she sneezed again.

In time Indel stopped.

Nala closed her eyes.

"What have I done now?" Indel asked. "That you'd go so still when I'm bowing my back for your pleasure. What have I done now to deserve this disdain?"

Having no steady motion, Nala returned her focus to her back yet again. She worried she might retch right where they slept.

With what little energy she had left, Nala held Indel's waist, urging him away. The member shrunk down a moment before Indel was able to withdraw.

"Do you know what I risk to take this form for you almost daily? You stubbornly cling to this third stage and I allow it. Now this? This is the last time you fall silent under me. Do you hear? Speak! Tell me what I've done now."

Nala's eyes hadn't been as good since she'd taken on the third stage, but that wasn't why she couldn't focus on Indel now. The aching of her wounds came back, but even more so, her inability to speak of them. And what would she say? She'd selfishly been responsible for the poor Leveler numbers and bitter females, rightly so, longed to render her limb from limb? Now with this injury, the sin had been paid. Perhaps she didn't have to pay more.