Please note this is #3 in a story. I highly suggest you read #1 & #2 before reading this one.
Continuing the experiment and the non-con starts.
This loosely goes with this series of images.
See the previous two chapters about how this one is mainly stream of conscious.
WARNING: non-consensual sex.
As for Aiden *sigh*. You really didn’t think I could get through a story anymore without one amazingly pretty man, did you? Oh no. I’m afraid the yaoi bug has me in its firm grip.
He pushed up off her spent body. She couldn’t have struggled if she tried. The fire had consumed her limbs and she fully expected to deteriorate and die on the spot.
Her eyes closed, she could only guess at his movements. But her guess told her that he’d moved from the bed.
Why wasn’t she dead?
She opened her eyes to see him cross the room, staggering just a bit, to a table on which sat a few bottles and glasses. He grabbed one and poured golden liquid into a glass then drank it all in one gulp. He muttered then repeated the process.
After the second drink, he took a breath, slammed down bottle and glass, and turned back to her.
Framed by fading sunlight streaming in through door open to a balcony to the right, he was beautiful. She could admit that. He reminded her of the stallions she’d seen in the herd that roamed the valley to the east of the temple. They were sleek, magnificent creatures, as was he. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 3