Part 29~Hush~

Part 29~Hush~



It had been three weeks since Devin was taken away to the rehabilitation center in the mortal world, "New beginnings" was the name of the facility he would be a resident of for the next few months, possibly longer if need be.
The king wouldn't trust just anyone with his unstable son. He knew the couple that owned the place, since they both were from his kingdom and had a daughter that would be a match to one of the young men of Rolod in the future.
Little did the king know that the 19 year old young lady that worked alongside her parents at the sanitarium would be his youngest son's betrothed. With the king's emotions being a jumbled up mess, he had failed to feel the connection she had to his son on the day he had been admitted.
When the king had visited last week he finally sensed it, yet it was too late to stop the inevitable bond that was already forming between them.
If he could have caught it early enough he would have been able to postpone their meeting. Now was a bad time with his sons unstable condition, yet there was nothing he could do once the two had felt the inevitable pull. Everything was out of order now. Jayzon should have been the next to unite with his match.
The king did not like it when things were out of order, it usually caused issues to arise. In his experience It never failed that when something fell out of order, problems would surely follow.
The king sat at his desk, elbows resting on the wooden surface, his head dropped into his hands with a worried expression epoxied onto his face.
Suddenly he heard a light knock on his door causing him to jump a bit.
"Come....come in!" He answered, raising his tone slightly as he sat himself up, replacing his worrisome look with a stoic one.
"Hello father!" Donovan's jovial voice sang out.
"Hello son, how are you on this fine day?" The king asked, being as impassive as he could possibly manage.
Donovan noticed there was something not quite right with his dad as soon as he walked inside his office. There was a thick veil of worry floating in the air. He could easily feel it, one of his many abilities was reading the emotions of others and he was honing in on his father's.
"I'm fine, but you are not. Tell me what is bothering you father?" He asked bluntly, his voice full of concern.
"Nothing is bothering me son." The king stood striding across the floor and standing in front of a large window staring out at the snow covered grounds, his hands shoved deeply inside the pockets of his slacks, A nervous habit he had acquired every time he had too much on his mind.
Donovan knew his father all too well. There was a problem with something and he would coax the king to spill before he left his office.
"Father....I am a grown man, and I believe I have earned the right to know when something is bothering you. I promise I can handle anything you have to say. We all need someone we can turn to and I hope you feel as though you can depend upon me to be that person. I am not the reckless boy I once was. Please allow me to help shoulder some of this worry that surrounds you like a thick fog." Donovan walked up alongside the man that had always been there for him, placing a firm hand upon his shoulder.
"Let me carry some of your burden, I want to be more than your son......I want to be your friend. I Love you dad and I worry....when you worry. So let's sit, have a drink and talk for a bit. Whatya say?" Donovan patted his father's back.
The king was shocked at how much his eldest had matured. His words had touched him, along with easing his mind a bit. He never imagined in a thousand lifetimes that he'd be able to speak with him about any issues he had. Yet here in front of him stood a different person. His son was no longer the rowdy, out of control, narcissistic boy he once was. He had become a man....a man he could confide in, a man he could trust.
"Sure son.....let's sit....have a drink, and I'll fill you in with what's going on." The king answered with pride showing in his eyes for the caring man that stood before him and would undoubtedly make one hell of a great king.....and father one day.
They both sat with their glasses half full of rich amber liquid, as the king began to tell his son of the troubles he was facing.
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"Mmm you're so hot girl." Jayzon groaned.
"Do you want me?" He whispered
"Y---yes I---I do want you. I want you so bad!" The other answered, breathlessly.
"You want me that bad huh?!" He growled out.
"Yes---yes, pleeease!" The unknown person replied in a raised sensuous tone.
"Shhhh! Hush! We have to be careful! The last thing I need is for my family to find out about this.
"I'm sorryyy." the other whispered, in the silence of the darkened room.
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Shandy walked down the long corridor headed to the kitchen to find herself an evening snack. Suddenly she heard the low voices & little moans, causing her to grin mischievously.
"Sounds like Jayzon's gettin alittle action." She snickered covering her mouth.
Of course her curiosity got the better of her and she just had to go and investigate a bit more.
She knew it was wrong to intrude on the privacy of others, but with Donovan gone to spend some time with his dad she was bored as hell.
Shandy slowly crept down the hallway to Jayzon's door pressing her ear to the wooden surface.
She could hear the hushed conversation between Jayzon and some females voice she didn't recognize. She could barely make out what was being said. How many people are there? She thought to herself.
The low moans and kissing sounds were causing her to already miss Donovan. Shandys face began to heat up a bit at the thought of what was going on beyond the closed door. She'd just like to watch, as naughty as that was for her to even think of. She had always wanted to secretly watch someone else have sex. God she was awful to think such unholy thoughts.
Suddenly the door flung open as she stood there in utter shock...her mouth gaping open. She couldn't move...couldn't think. She was dumbstruck, frozen to the floor beneath her. embarrassment showing all over her blood red face.
"Well...well! What have we here? Jayzon chided.
"Looks like this sneaky little lady wants to join in on the fun!" Replied another male voice she'd never heard before.
"Come on in....sweetheart." Jayzon smirked as the other male grabbed onto her arms yanking her inside the dimly lit room quickly closing and locking the door.
Shandys body was pushed up against the wall harshly causing her to let out a yelp.
She was turned around rapidly, her face now pressed to the wall. All at once the unknown male pulled her skirt up around her waist and was pressing his crotch firmly to her bare ass. All she had on underneath were thongs. She was terrified.
"Pl--please s---stop." she managed to squeak out.
"No I'm not gonna stop, and I really don't think you want me to." The voice didn't belong to Jayzon....she had no idea who this fella was. The unknown male licked her ear, then bit it lightly as he growled out.
Shandy gasped out trying to wiggle herself free of this stranger.
Suddenly fingers snuck around to her crotch pressing firmly into her sensitivity causing her to jerk.
"Nnnoooo, stop this! Jayzon help me please!" She cried out.
"You protest...yet it feels like you're ready for me, pretty little kitty. The stranger pressed his clothed stiff cock hard onto her ass, groaning as he dry humped her from behind holding both her hands tightly behind her back as she cried & struggled to free herself from this vile bastard's powerful grip.
"Oh God nnnooo! D---Don't do this!" She pleaded. "Jayzon! Please help me!" She cried out in the darkness.
She was rapidly turned back around to face her assailant as the unknown man held her face with one large hand. He planted a hard kiss to her tightly closed mouth while he ran his wet tongue around her lips, then lowered his mouth to her neck. She struggled against the stranger, yet this guy easily overpowered her.
She cried out feebly, trying to fight this man off. It was clear that Jayzon was not going to help her, he had actually assisted this deranged fuck.
"P---please don't do th---this." She choked out through her tears. "Wh---who are you and why are you doing this to me!?" She sobbed frantically.
"Ahh yes, you need to know who I am . Don't you baby?" The stranger whispered seductively in her ear.
"I'm Jackson...your new man sweetheart. And no you don't know me...but I certainly know you my little queen. And soon....soon you'll know me very well." He answered in a breathy voice.
"I... I don't understand why you're doing this! Pleeease stop! I---I'm begging you.." She whimpered, barely able to keep herself upright, her legs were quivering so badly from the pure horror that was pulsing through her veins.
"I promise you'll know soon enough girl." He chuckled darkly.
She had to think of a way to get out of here. No way could she let this happen. Shandy tried so hard to free herself from this guy's hold, but he had her....she was trapped with no hope of escaping this madman.
She opened her mouth to let out a scream for Donovan, but as soon as she started, a hand was pressed over her mouth roughly. Tears blurred her eyes as she fought to get him away from her.
Shandy looked toward the bed seeing the silhouette of Jayzon with another person sitting beside him as still as a statue. They just sat there.....watching, as this guy did as he pleased.
Dear God this man was gonna rape her right in front of these two while they just sat there watching everything that was happening.....how could Jayzon allow this to go on right in front of him. Shandy cried out against the hand still clamped down over her mouth.
"Shhh...hush now, you wouldn't wanna get the next king of Rolod killed now would you sweetness?" He hissed, pressing his large palm down harder over her face..