having to behold this goddess in the nude made him want to come. And seeing his brother bring the cloth to her luscious left breast didn’t help either.
Much to Jacob’s delight, the mirror served not only as a looking glass, but it carried to him all the sounds that passed in the tower. He slid his feet backward while never breaking his gaze into the looking glass. He moved slowly until his calf hit the chair next to the table, and he sat down. Moving the mirror closer to his face so he would not miss a sound or action about to happen, he waited for what his lucky brother would do next. Now he understood why Merlin left him earlier with a sly, smug smile.
Merlin began to make circular motions around her mound, making its skin glisten in the sunlight. Jacob could see goose bumps form and the nipple rise. Pondora’s reaction had him sighing in pleasure. She obviously enjoyed Merlin’s ministrations.
Merlin changed his movement to a back-and-forth action, going from one breast to the next. With her eyes closed, she moaned softly.
Merlin stopped and asked, “Did I hurt you, my lady?
Her beautiful blue eyes opened, and her brow lifted. In a panting breath, she replied, “No, not at all. Please go on, Merlin.”
A sly grin formed on Merlin’s lips again. “I heard you moan and thought maybe I had caused you pain.”
She laughed. “Well, the type of moan would depend on the pain you inflicted, now wouldn’t it?” She sighed teasingly. “But no, I am fine. Better than fine, please continue. As you said before, I am filthy and need a good washing.”
Jacob saw Merlin’s Adam’s apple lift and fall as he took a deep gulp. She had obviously taken him aback with her response. It seemed like his brother was trying to play a cat-and-mouse game with the diabolical sorceress, thinking he would win. But it was plain to see the sorceress had the upper hand, not he.
At least for the moment, until Merlin replied, “Yes, your ass needs cleaning, my lady. Please turn around and bend over so I may wash you there.”
Her eyes widened with shock. “B–But I cannot lean on my foot. You know it is sprained.”
“Yes, that’s true. Then lean on the wall behind you and spread your legs.”
“If it is my ass that needs cleaning, why must I spread my legs, too?”
Merlin leaned in closer to her, his eyes staring at her in seduction. And then he blurted it out, shocking both Pondora and Jacob. “Because I’d like to wash your cunt, my lady, and taste it, too.”
Anger seemed to rise in her instantly. She squinted, and her lips pursed in a tight thin line. The sorceress obviously did not like his response.
Jacob slapped his hand hard on the table and chuckled. “Bloody hell! Good one, dear brothe—”
He didn’t finish his cheer. He couldn’t. The room suddenly became dark, and a cold wind that came out of nowhere blew in around him, making a cyclone-like spinning action. He couldn’t breathe with its intensity.
“ Dìoghaltas !” a female’s screeching voice spoke. Chills of terror crawled up Jacob’s spine, and a shudder overcame him.
In the looking glass Jacob held, the image of his brother and the beautiful enchantress vanished. In its place a demon with yellow eyes appeared and stared straight at him. It grew from a tiny image to a bigger one. And it continued to grow exponentially fast until it was as big as the glass itself, making it shatter into a thousand pieces, as if it exploded.
Complete darkness and utter silence possessed the room now. All Jacob heard was the frantic pounding of his heart against his chest. His brain rattled from the acute loudness of the voice and the shattering of the glass mirror that had been inflicted upon his eardrums. Jacob’s mind instantly went to alert when he remembered the screeching female voice’s warning word.
Dìoghaltas ! That was the Gaelic word for vengeance.
Jumping from the chair and darting for where he remembered the door was, he broke free of the
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