Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

“If there is anywhere you are feeling pain, let me know.” The doctor said, after examining my body.

“And numbness too,” she added, before swallowing hard. Her face was strangely covered in fear as her hands shook against my body.

Her behaviour that morning was strange but I didn’t let that get to me.

Damon’s sweetness got me over the moon.

I could still feel tingles around my pussy lips.

Driven by pleasure, we made love passionately all through the night.

When I thought his huge cock wouldn’t fit in without causing bruising, I was wrong.

After making my pussy juice explode like a flood, his dick plunged in and out without restrictions.

I didn’t know when I was overtaken by pleasure as I began to raise my hips to meet his and follow his fast pace.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

It was like a sweet pain when his full length penetrated deep inside me, stretching me beyond what I could take.

Goddess, I wanted him in me every day.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

Despite his ruthless nature, he was soft and gentle. He thrusts inside me with great care.

“Can you feel the movement of my hands?” The doctor’s voice snapped me back to reality as I lowered my head to meet my thighs.

I didn’t want her to see my tomato-stained cheeks.

“What?” I asked.

“I just want to know if you can feel the movement of my fingers on your legs since you stood all through your punishment,” she explained.

My eyes dropped in sadness when I remembered my last encounter in the dungeon.

I will never forget it in a hurry.

My chest clenched as memories of the whips played in my head.

I swallowed hard, blinking severally to hold back the tears.

I was treated like an animal unjustly.

Thanks to Damon, I could have died.

I was certain Rosa would be joyous to hear the news of my demise.

“I’m sorry if I-” she apologized after noticing the switch of expression on my face.

“It’s fine,” I said, dismissing her. “I’m fine. I’m not feeling numb,” I lied.

Thanks to Damon for fucking me until I couldn’t feel my legs.

“Are you sure?” she asked, running her fingers from my thighs to my legs.

“Yes,” I answered, looking away from her. I didn’t want her to suspect me.

I was too shy to admit the reason my legs were numb.

“Alright then, I’ll just leave. If you need anything, ring me,” she said, turning to the door.

I could hear the loud thumping of her heart as she made her way to the door, debating whether to leave or not.

Strange.

Curious got the best of me, making me watch her keenly.

Why was she acting like she was being compelled to do something against her wish?

Why was she covered in fear?

I almost jumped out of fright when her pen dropped to the ground, causing a loud noise.

“I’m sorry,” she mouthed, squatting to pick up the pen with her trembling hands.

That was it!

Something wasn’t right.

She refrained from the door, walking close to me before putting my file on the table.

Her shaky hands began fumbling with objects in a plastic bag.

My brows shot up in confusion when she drew an injection into a syringe and a small bottle of oil.

I watched her push a bile down her throat as her breathing became heavy.

Positioning the syringe in her hands, she turned to me, forcing a smile.

I knew what that smile meant.

It was time for injection, except I was done with my medications.

The only thing I needed was two sessions of massage which Damon helps me regularly with. Aside from that, I was healed.

“It’s.. time, Aurora,” she stammered, tightening her grip against the syringe as she fought for composure.

“But you told me yesterday that I was done with drugs and injections,” I asked, glaring at her for clarification.

“I said that?” she asked, feigning ignorance. “I was probably tired. I mistook you for another patient.”

Her forced smile only accelerated my heartbeat.

A part of me protested against the injection, while another part surrendered.

She was the doctor, after all, and she wouldn’t hurt me.

Her medications made me feel better.

I flipped, raising my short gown to reveal my ass.

I was cloaked in embarrassment as my pants lay beside me.

No doubt, she will know about Damon and I.

Her weight dipped on the bed as she adjusted her glasses, balancing it on the bridge of her nose to give a better view.

Tension hung up in the air as minutes passed, yet, I hadn’t felt any piercing needle pain.

It didn’t take longer before she began to sob, pulling away from me.

“Is everything alright?” I asked, pulling my gown to cover my bare ass as I sat up, observing her.

“I’m horrible,” she sniffed, her tears staining her cheeks.

The banging of the door made the syringe drop against the floor.

The familiar aura of Damon started my nose, calming me.

“What is happening here?” He asked, turning to look at the doctor with a confused look plastered on his face.

“She started crying when she wanted to inject me,” I explained, glaring at him with a more confused look.

His eyes narrowed as he glared at the doctor. “You said she was done with her medications and the only thing she needed was 2 sessions of massage.”

Thank Goddess Damon was by my side when she said it.

“I…” The rest of her words hung in her throat as she collapsed on the floor, weeping profusely.

“You better start talking!” Damon growled. His aura screamed danger as he pulled the doctor by the collar of her lab coat and slammed her against the wall.

“I’ll confess. It wasn’t my fault,” she started.

My heartbeat quickened as fear got the best of me.

“The mistress ordered me to terminate Aurora…because she posed a…threat to her. She told me…to inject her with wolfsbane little by little. She wanted her…to die a slow death,” she stammered, trembling in fear.

Her teeth wouldn’t stop chattering as Damon’s grip tightened on her neck. “I swear I couldn’t do it. I can’t take Aurora’s life. I swore an oath to protect, not to destroy. Please, my King. The mistress threatened to kill me if I didn’t get rid of Aurora before tomorrow,”

She stopped to catch her breath. “The mistress is not pregnant, she only had a fever. She has been wearing a fake bump for months, deceiving you. I don’t know why she wears the bump, but her pregnancy is fake.”

My heart sank into the bottomless pit of my stomach at the revelation. It was like I was hit by a bulldozer.

Rosa wanted me dead?!

Why?

My head began to spin as I couldn’t control my body anymore. It was like my breath was seized by an invisible force.

My head became light as I struggled to breathe. The last thing I remembered was my body crashing on the floor.