Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 18

Darius knew he had found her when he saw John outside the door.

- Where is she?

- You have to leave.

- I’m not going anywhere. Now, where is she?

- Jhade already drugged her; there is nothing you can do.

- I don’t give a fuck. Tell me, now!

He grabbed his uncle’s shirt and snarled. His female was in pain and drugs or no drugs, mating ceremony or not, he wouldn’t allow it.

- Darius, calm down. You can’t be with her, you know this. You’re getting mated in 4 months!

- Uncle John, you have gone through this with Jhade. You, more than anyone, should understand. Let me help her. Please

- You can’t D. I’m sorry, but you can’t. Are you going to be like this during all her needings? Are you going to service her while your shellan watches?

Darius’ fist flew to Johns face out of its own accord, hitting him square in his jaw, splitting his lip. John growled but did nothing except touch his bloody lip with his tongue. They looked at each other, neither wanting to back down.

Just as he thought John would never let him get through the door, it opened, as Jhade put her head out.

- What the hell is going on here?

She opened the door wider as she saw the blood on John’s lip.

Perfect.

He ran inside before they could stop him and tried to remember the layout of the house by how his parents had told him their history. He looked for the painting that would lead him to the underground bedrooms.

Bingo!

 

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Nalla writhed on the bed as her insides burned.

Where the hell was Jhade?

She needed that drug, now.

Nalla hated taking it because it made her feel helpless and she had heard enough of her dad’s past to not like feeling helpless. However, it did numb the pain, so…

- Nalla my love… I’m here, you’re going to be ok, I promise.

Ok great, now she was hallucinating… She just had to go and imagine the love of her life was here to service her. Yeah right. Such cruel hallucinations her mind made up…

- Darius, you can’t be here!

Oh that was one pissed off Jhade. Was she really here or was this part of her brain’s fucked up mind games?

- Jhade, I am going to service her whether you like it or not. There is nothing you can do to stop me.

Her dream Darius started undressing, making her even wetter than she already was.

She moaned as he looked at her with concern.

- Now you can either stay and enjoy the show, or you can find yourselves another room while I help her get through this. Your choice.

Jhade hesitated at the door as she looked at Nalla.

- Nalla, what do you prefer, take the drugs, or have Darius…

Ha! Was she for real?

- Darius. Always Darius.

She nodded and looked at Darius.

 

- We’ll be in the room next door, if you need us. Don’t worry its sound proof. We will ask the doggen to leave food by the door to ah… keep you going. Take good care of her Darius.