"Get up, slut. You're going to stain the floor," Liraeth teased, her voice a silky purr laced with cruelty. "Go ahead — give our master the sucking of his lifetime. Or would you rather wait until everybody wakes up... and give him a public show?"
She smirked, eyes glinting with wicked amusement. "I don't think Sylvaris would mind either way."
"No. I do mind, to be honest," Sylvaris said, his voice hard and cold. "If she wants to travel with us, I can't have her being seen naked by other men. How would that make me look? A man who lets his woman parade around naked? No chance."
His golden eyes gleamed with quiet threat as he added, "If she fails to make me cum... and someone sees her... she'll be cast away. Am I clear?"
Lilith's heart slammed against her ribs, the sound of his words more terrifying than the sight of his monstrous cock. Not just the size anymore... even his words are a weapon... The weight of it, the pressure, made her dizzy with fear and twisted heat.
