THE LAST SECRET KEEPER Secret Keeper series books 1-4

CHAPTER 48

Men roared as they came hard, the sight before them more than they could bear. Lanecea, once again, was dangerously close to losing her mind as she struggled to maintain her balance with Herja and Revna thrusting their tongues in unison on opposite sides of her while Fintan and Taran feasted on her boobs. Unlike at home, Lanecea had nothing to hold onto as she stood in the centre of the black sun, everything within her willing herself to hold on just a little longer. There was only one man in the temple she wished to please, after all.

Wolfstein stepped closer before gently brushing Lanecea's curls away from her flushed face.

"Tell me what you need, Darling."

"I need...mmm...my king...ahhh...please."

Wolfstein laughed, the sound echoing against the temple rafters.

"I had expected you to tell me that you need victory, My Love, but I understand. Storm, your woman needs you," Wolfstein couldn't hide the laughter in his voice.

Storm winked at Lani as he swept her off the ground before impaling her on his cock in one swift motion. Of course she wanted him - nothing else would ever take his place, that much he was certain even as Herja readjusted so she was laying directly beneath their joined bodies, lapping up their lust while Revna focused on licking Lani's clit while her father bred his queen within an inch of his life. Their sons choked on her bouncing boobs, which of course drove Lani wild as she sheathed her king's sceptre over and over again while Thorson lost control and came all over her boobs and his brothers' faces.

"You're so beautiful - so infinitely sexy," Wolstein praised the woman who was in the throws of passion and holding on by a thread. "It's time, Darling."

"Mmmm...yes...so...mmm...good...yesss...Sirrr....ahhhh god..." Lanecea struggled in earnest to obey, her mind spinning out of control, not to mention her body, but she was a good girl and knew her place. 

Reaching behind her, Lani wove her fingers within Herja's hair before moving her mouth away from Storm's cock as it plunged deep within her again, Herja immediately sucking Lani's ass instead as Lani pulled her hair harder.

"Mmm mmmine..." Lanecea reminded the woman between her legs a second before Storm laid claim to her mouth, giving her a taste of his territorial prowess.

The moment was absolutely perfect, Lanecea pulling away from Storm's mouth for a moment as she threw her head back, summoning each person who had tasted her milk or nectar. Each bore her brand upon their flesh, hidden from the eyes of the common, the black sun burning hot in their flesh as she summoned her army.

Herja rubbed her pussy to no avail as her own symbol burned into her flesh turned hot, but it only made her pussy leak in earnest with lust for her husband's mistress, the poor woman unable to control her raging desire even if she had wanted to.

Throughout Italy and France, the result was the same just before the armed Drayds stepped forward, leading Lanecea's armies through the portal and toward Germany. 

"They are on the move, Sir. They are obeying me," Lanecea struggled to keep her focus on Wolfstein as Storm jack-hammered within her body. "We are many, Sir."

"Perfect. You're such a good girl, Darling," Wolfstien smiled before turning on his heels as he left the temple, preparing to meet Lanecea's forces.

"My King, please...I need to cum."

"How badly? Tell me how much you need to cum for me."

"More than I need to breathe. Please, may I please cum for you?"

"Cum for your king."

Lanecea obeyed, the cry of warriors and armies merging heard throughout the underworld.

"Keep cumming. Come hard," Storm ordered, fully aware of what was happening throughout the land. "They hear their goddess. You're intoxicating. Cum again - more. Give me more."

Lanecea was undone but she clung to her king, obeying again and again until she could have sworn that there was nothing left within her.

"More. Show the world that you are my queen."

Challenge accepted.

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Lanecea winced as her black sun pendant burned hot, scalding her chest as the windows rattled. 

Deklan, however, seemed oblivious to the rushing wind and rattling windows just as the smoke detector went off and a fist pounded on her door.

"This really isn't a good time," Lanecea's voice was breathless as she opened her apartment door, catching a glimpse of her elderly vampire neighbour before he ducked back inside his apartment like a coward. 

Lanecea couldn't shake the sudden chill whispering in her veins at the blank, soulless glare, but her visitors quickly distracted her attention as they flashed their golden badges.

"We've been watching you for some time and know who you are."

Lanecea stepped to the side as they entered her home, discretely tucking her smouldering hot necklace beneath her blouse.

"I don't understand..." Lanecea whispered, after all the walls are known to have ears.

Within an hour there was no doubt as to what they knew - or assumed they knew. If only they knew the half of it, but Lani was thanking her lucky stars when they finally left, leaving her once again alone with her son who was hiding at the top of the stairs.

"We can't even whisper anymore, Dekkie," Lani's eyes were haunted. "It isn't safe."

Deklan watched as his mother attempted to find where bugs may have been planted, but she had no idea what to look for.

"We need help," Lani explained as she reached for her phone, but the wolves immediately went dark except for one. 

"Stay away from windows and doors, Lani, and for the love of god, do not step out of your apartment. You are nothing but a sandwich maker. Stay low. No one can help you now."

Dad could. He was always there for her.

"You talk far too much, Lani. Don't you know you can't talk your way out of things? I knew this would happen, I just didn't expect it to be so soon. The Red Army defeated the white. Do you understand what I am trying to tell you?"

Lanecea swallowed hard. Of course she did. 

The Red Army was still alive and well and their followers had just won the election. Lanecea was on their radar and her home was now her prison.

"I think we need to pray," Lanecea whispered as Dad went dark as well.

"No one listens when we pray..." Deklan pointed out.

"Maybe we've been praying the wrong way?" Lanecea knelt with her face in her hands before she began to pray to the Black Sun Army. "Hear my prayers and rescue us. We are desperate..." 

The pendant glowed hot but didn't burn Lanecea's skin as she prayed to her army. She couldn't give up hope.