my side.”
She rubbed the bridge of her nose. What Baal said made a strange kind of sense, yet she couldn’t help but feel she was missing a part of the story. The truth of that knowledge burrowed all the way into the marrow of her bones. Somehow, the secret to the mystery of who she really was tied in to the dark-haired man and his golden companion.
She looked past Baal again, taking in the formidable physique of the man who’d lunged at her. He’d been the first image to flicker across her field of vision when she’d awakened. At the time, every instinct in her body had screamed at her to protect herself. So she’d done the only thing she could, but he seemed to hold no malice toward her. Instead, every tense muscle in his body was angled toward Baal, and the fury evident on his features had only one target.
“I get you,” Heidi said, pointing at Baal. “And I sort of get me. What I really don’t understand is who they are.”
“Ah!” Baal spun around, leaving shimmering trails of shadow in his wake. “I’d almost forgotten the best part of your recovery after your trips above ground. What do you think?”
He marched toward the two captives and swept out a hand as though presenting prized possessions to be admired. Despite herself, Heidi couldn’t help doing just that.
Both men were naked, their toned bodies displaying myriad bruises that did nothing to mar the perfection of their rippling physiques. Their bodies trembled with barely contained rage and their thick, eager cocks twitched as though hungry for the opportunity to strike.
The sight of those solid erections sent heat to pool between Heidi’s legs. For the first time, she became aware that she wore precious little to hide her body from the prying eyes of all the men in the room. A tight leather bustier and matching thong were her only garments, clinging to her curves and leaving nothing to the imagination. Her breasts were pushed up and forward in the tight constraints of the leather, forming two perfect spheres and a deep valley of cleavage in between.
“They’re… umm… fine.”
She cringed at how hollow her words sounded. The men were more than fine . They were spectacular. But who were they? And what was she expected to do with them?
“Of course they are,” Baal said, a note of pride and affection in his tone. “You picked them yourself. They’re your favorite playthings. You’ve been grooming them for months in preparation for your return.”
Heidi shook her head. The throbbing in her cunt had intensified the longer she gazed upon the physical perfection of the two captives. Lust swirled in her veins, making it hard to focus.
“I don’t understand. What have I been preparing them to do?”
Baal heaved an exaggerated sigh. “The mortal realm takes its toll on you. I beg you not to go every time you choose to make the trek up there, but you refuse. It used to take you years to recover after a trip, but ever since you discovered the release, your recovery time has been remarkable.”
“The release?” Heidi echoed, growing more confused by the moment.
Baal reached down and touched his index finger to the tip of the dark-haired man’s cock. The man jerked back like he’d been burned, his black eyes darkening even further with turbulent rage. Beside him, his golden companion’s eyelashes drifted down, hiding the turmoil in his own gaze.
“It’s quite simple, really.” Baal stepped between them and spread his hands out to either side of his body. “Just don’t ask me to explain how it works. This is your magical concoction. I only know that when you’re through with them, you return back to me as wholesomely evil as you’ve always been. Truly, one hundred percent yourself.”
The pounding in Heidi’s temples had grown to unbearable proportions. Only the hungry ache between her legs matched the thudding pain, each sensation vying for her attention. She rubbed her index and middle finger across her right temple,