"Ch'ish," he hissed - was that a curse? "I am getting hard again just thinking about how good you looked when I pumped you full of my venom." He let go of me and fixed me with an intense and puzzling gaze that made me nervous. "I think, I should fuck you a couple times more to get you accustomed to being stung, if you react like this." One would think that you are used to a little sting by now," he teased me, a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth. I shivered as his skin made contact with mine - why did he still feel so good? I sensed a slight prickle followed by a sharp sting where his finger touched me, then it was over. In the corner of my eye, I could see the glow of his magic when he pressed one finger against my cheekbone right below my temple. So I simply did what he told me to do and turned my head. I had felt his inhuman strength, as he had made me submit to him against my will and I had not been able to do anything against him. I had of course already known that before, but there was a difference between understanding something in theory and actually physically experiencing it with your body. But I knew now that I couldn't fight him. If I had been the same person I was just half an hour ago I would probably have protested. He smiled showing his pointy teeth, blue reflections of light were dancing over his face, "Turn your head to the side." For a moment I completely forgot about my miserable situation, I felt a childlike fascination: Mesmerized and excited by all the wonders that this world held, which I had not yet discovered. Then he separated his fingers little bit again, and I inhaled in awe: Little strings of blue light were dancing between his fingertips, as if he had plucked the magic from the void. ![]() He slowly joined the tips of his fingers together, as if he was pulling something delicate out of the air. He opened his left hand spreading his fingers wide.ĭespite my fear I was suddenly watching him in complete fascination: I was about to see real magic up close for the first time in my life. He chuckled as he closed his eyes in concentration. "Make it look pretty," I said, trying to sound nonchalant and to distract myself from bursting out into tears. The mark was the last touch that sealed my new fate as a fallen woman. Any doctor or pharmacist who went against this law would face severe punishment. This meant that she was banned from all types of birth control or means of terminating her pregnancy. This way everyone could see that the child the woman was carrying was of Veril descend. ![]() The Veril marked each woman they had taken with a small glowing circle on their right cheek bone. "Okay," I managed to answer, I didn't want to cry in front of him again but I already felt the water starting to well in my eyes. What did he mean by that? Had he been stalking me? I didn't know what to reply, I was too depleted, too scared, too confused. "I should have taken you the first time I saw you," he said, looking deep into my eyes. Until today I had never been this close to a Veril - well to be honest I had never been this close to any man until now. Like a being out of a fairy tale - like a fairy out of a tale. His eyes had returned to their original golden color and I marveled at the elegant features of his face, his green skin, his pointy ears. Or was it not the venom? I wasn't sure anymore, he was so magnificent. And there was another reason: I had thought that the venom had faded out of me, but at his sight my heart started to flutter again. I looked up at him, too exhausted to try to fight him off. ![]() In one gracefully fluid movement he was above me again, his arms caging me in. "What?" I asked, my voice not sounding like my own, not sure if he was even talking to me or if I even cared. I heard his hoarse voice saying something in Veril next to me. I thought I could already feel a pulling sensation in my womb, that was packed full of his seed, but I was probably imagining things. ![]() I was now one of the women that I had pitied from far away, believing somehow that it would never hit me personally. The room was hooded in darkness again and the tipsy feeling of his venom was fading away. My head was spinning in confusion as I was beginning to sober. I lay in my defiled bed, shaking and utterly spent.
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