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Cliff followed Ezera through a curtain doorway to the wooden foyer. One wide stair case was centered in the room, but no decorations hung such as pictures or status. It was simple. Lit with candles and lamps around the space.
"Come now don't tell me you are getting cold feet already?" she cooed. Cliff took in her scent she was wolf that much he could confirm. She was in heat and her scent was driving him mad. But he was not about to allow her to lead him back to the man eating fairy once he got his dick wet. "Naw, we go to my room." he led her to the third door from the back window. He and Zeek would be staying there, but he knew Zeek was going out to get food and would likely not be back any time soon.
As soon as he opened the door he pressed his lips to hers, savoring the sweet tang of her gloss. She walked backward toward the bed stripping his clothing as he stripped hers. They had made it to the bed and Cliff was about to remove her pants when a cough interrupted the two in the corner.
"Damn it Cliff at least let me leave the roo.." Zeek's voice broke over their heated breaths. They stopped cold in their tracks as did Zeek. "Ezera?" then it dawned on him. Cliff and Ezera were about to do it.
"Fucking Cliff?! Ezera?!"
Confused Cliff stopped and looked at Zeek to the woman now clutching at her shirt. "Um, you two know one another?" he pointed to one then the other.
"Yes, he is my brother." she said not hiding the awe in her voice.
"For fucks sake Ezera what the hell are you doing fucking any guy now?" Zeek bristled. He gagged as he breathed in, "Fuck I can practically taste your arousal. Open a fucking window Cliff." Zeek had gone green. He was trying not to roar with anger at the two of them. She was a grown woman now and could chose her own path, but fuck did it have to be Cliff? She was two years younger than Zeek, and he had not seen her since he was sent to the border, but no amount of time would ever let him forget her scent. His family's scent. A mixture of sandalwood, and evergreen, of moist earth and fresh springs.
"Your sister? I didn't know you had a sister?" Cliff asked still confused but opening a window to attempt to appease his friend.
"Yes, she is my baby sister. She was sent to live in the palace when we were young, after I was sent to the wall." Zeek turned to Ezera. She looked so much like their mother, his heart ached wishing that he could know of her fate. But then again another part of him did not want to know what had truly happened to her.
"How did you end up out here?" Cliff asked sitting down on his bed and resigning to the torture of his blue balls for the night.
She pulled on her shirt and stood up. She didn't stop as she reached across the room. Zeek embraced her. He hadn't seen her since they were kids.
"How are you out this far Ezera? I mean goddess knows I am so happy you aren't serving Henry, but how did you get here?" She squeezed against Zeek one more time before releasing.
Taking her seat on one of the twin sized beds, she settled herself in to explain.
"When you were sent to the boarders shortly after momma was called to King Henry. I wasn't old enough to serve the purpose of what momma could. Since she was without a man she was given to one of his lords. I was sent to be with the younger girls to be taught what it means to be a *good girl.*" her eyes narrowing as she spat the last two words.
"Submit, obey, breed. Submit, obey, breed. Over and over. Do not think for yourself, your husband will do that for you. That was all they taught us. I learned how to cook of course. I was not permitted to learn to hunt though. Aggression is not lady like." She sucked her clucked her teeth.
"Then no sooner when I became a woman I was expected to be assigned a lord. Lord Jason Kinsworth was who I was mated with. I was his 9th mate. He was not kind Zeek. He did not care or love. He did not care about anything but his own pleasures." she shuttered at the memory. "The other females were already expecting so I was lucky to be his sole attention. Every night for a month straight he fucked me. He was not gentle either. If I cried he struck me. If I fought back he tied me down. I was weak then. I didn't understand myself. And then it happened, I became pregnant. The others were so excited. So happy." her voice began to catch. "But I wasn't. I felt no joy, all I felt was fear. What if it was a girl? She would be done the same as me. What if it was a boy, my son would be taught to do this to another female. The other mates assured me this was just fear and that I should be so excited that I was expecting Lord Kinsworth's offspring." she sat up proper and said in a mocking tone" A little girl will be spoiled and then when she was old enough she will sent off to be school."
"The others did not see through the bullshit Ezera." Zeek tried to comfort her as she sighed.
"No, they didn't, or couldn't I don't know. It was when another mate went to deliver. It was a hard labor, it went on for two days. She would wail and the lord would tell the others to shut her up. They would blindly follow his order and close her off. When she finally passed the child, it was not meant to be. She had died in the canal. A mercy if you ask me. I will never forget what he did that day. He had gone into the room where Clara was still sitting in her own blood, covered in sweat. Martha-his first mate handed him the bundle covered. He turned his nose up at it and pushed it b ack at Martha. "As soon as she is ready to breed again you will try again." He had said. I saw it there in Clara's eyes, in that moment she gave up. Her blood had not stopped, and she was paled. She gave up on life then. I watched her fade away, her heart broken. I refused to be that way." She brushed her hair back behind her ears, clearing her throat. Zeek saw it then the same brand as his own.
"How did you get that?"
"I refused to give offspring." she said quickly.
"But I thought they would just rape you till they got what they wanted?" Cliff asked from the other bed where he had sprawled out.
"They would've yes. I was expecting still, not very far along when Clara had died. I had not even felt my baby move yet. I didn't want to end up like the others, so I took my fate into my own hands. I stabbed my womb." she confessed. Both Cliff and Zeek's mouth felt open.
"You did what?" Zeek's voice barely over a whisper.
"Yep." she sniffled back the tears forming in her eyes. "I killed my baby to keep from damning it to the hell that awaited it at maturity. I had hoped it would kill me, but Martha was smart enough to keep that from happening. I lost the baby, my womb, but not my life."
She raised up her shirt for the men to see the jagged scar that went horizontal above her groin area.
"But *Lord Kinsworth*" she spat, "tried to kill me for what I did. I do not know why Martha did what she did, but she insisted that I did not do it myself. That I had fallen down and was carrying a blade. That was the only thing that saved me from the council when I was brought before them. They chose not to take my life, instead I was then sent out to the northern border to be used at the discretion of the soldiers. At 16 I became a mother, at 16 I lost my child, and was then sent to the border to be a whore. I spent 3 long years out there. But I learn so much then. I learned who I am, what I like and how to get what I want. Eventually I was able to escape and have been roaming as I like out here."
"Well fuck Ezera. No fucking wonder I never saw you." he shook his head.
"I looked for you. I did." she said in a small voice that reminded him of that little girl he would snuggle with on cold nights as a little boy.
"I was stationed on the southern border. I never went north. Goddess had I known you were there I would've. I had no idea. Ezera, I am so sorry for not coming, for not killing Kinsworth. Goddess for all of it." his voice was cracking as he looked at her. Her eyes made her so much older than just some 19 year old girl. He now knew the pain that had molded her and the strength that she had. She flicked her hair back again over her shoulder, wiped her tears before they could fall." I am who I am now because of it. I am stronger. A diamond is not made without pressure."
"That is one hell of a way of saying it." Cliff shook his head. “ I guess it is fair enough to say I am still in the same boat?”
Ezera and Zeek rolled their eyes, “Yeah, sorry the mood is gone.”
“Fuck! Messing with Kink is sounding more and more promising.” He grumbled. Zeek looked at Ezera questioningly. “Whose Kink?”