by Zoe Blake
Fucking me upon a corpse.
He pressed his ears to the Pope’s slack lips, moved a moment later to listen to his chest. What he found moved him to shout., “Milk the last drops of his precious seed out of him, NOW!”
That command was not for me; it was for the youth. The same youth whose hand Beluni caught and forced toward my sex.
I thought I was past weeping, but as I felt another reach down where my body was mashed down against the pelvis of the dead, tears fell fresh. The wrinkled sack under the softening cock was kneaded; a grip starting at the base of the pope’s cock and squeezing upward drawing out fluid I felt drench my insides.
It smelled of piss.
All near must have noticed, but they cheered all the same to see it weep out from where I was plugged with softening male flesh.
I was made to lay for an hour, to hold in his seed, by a corpse that already reeked of the grave.
Desecrated, I knew in those moments that I would fling my body from the first bridge I found.
Cardinal Beluni, Satan himself, knew my thoughts and put me under watch from that moment forward. Never once was I left alone. And when my courses never arrived and my stomach began to revolt at easy smells, I was deemed blessed.
At a private lunch between the two of us, Beluni took my hand, kissing my fingers as he said, “You carry Christ in your womb. Put the babe in harm’s way, and I will see your whole family crucified.”
It wasn’t a threat, not when his eyes were soft and full of adoration. It was a promise.
I married the Doge of Venice a week later. I laid with him already full of another man’s child. And yes, when free of the regular presence of the doge’s cardinal cousin again, I began to pray.
It was an act of desperation.
For as my belly grew, I knew the terrible truth.
The babe was a girl…
Just like me, my mother, and her mother before her.
The End
About Addison Cain
USA Today Bestselling author and Amazon Top 25 bestselling author, Addison Cain is best known for her dark romances, smoldering Omegaverse, and twisted alien worlds. Her antiheroes are not always redeemable, her lead females stand fierce, and nothing is ever as it seems.
Deep and sometimes heart wrenching, her books are not for the faint of heart. But they are just right for those who enjoy unapologetic bad boys, aggressive alphas, and a hint of violence in a kiss.
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