Chapter42: Not My Problem

Kael Belladonna shimmies out of her cloak, revealing a lithe, curveless figure. I watch magic glimmer over her skin as the cloak falls to the ground in a puddle at her feet, her narrow body covered in nothing but a slip that’s seen better days. I laugh at her, shaking my head as she reaches for my cuffs. “Babies? You think I’ll willingly fuck you, witch? Is that what you’re planning to use us for? Breeding? Are you that weak as a people? Will no other men fuck you?” Her magic ripples over my skin, leaving me momentarily numb. I can’t move when she takes off the cuffs, smiling wickedly as she rolls me onto my back, and I’m paralyzed. “Dragons are strong and long-lived. Your scales make our magic, our potions, more potent. Your bones are hard as diamonds and make for the best weapons. Your blood keeps us young,” she draws out the words in a seductive hum. “And… yes, Your Highness, we want you to strengthen our coven. Imagine the children we could produce together.” “Get off me.” “Don’t a