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Story: Kollaborator King

“What is this power?” The Bellatore’s Parvor demanded to them.

“What the fuck is happening?” Krave whispered at Kaos’ cock tenting the thin blanket over his waist. “Is he waking up?” Please don’t let it be that demon in her.

Kildare gently shook Josie’s shoulder and she gasped, fighting to open her eyes as she looked at him. “What are you feeling?” he whispered, stroking her face.

She took his hand and Krave’s cock jerked when she moaned and sucked his middle finger.

“She’s feeling it,” Kildare shuddered, pulling his finger from her lips with a pained sound. “Remain outside,” he ordered the servant.

“Krave,” she moaned, the lust and need in her voice commanding his divine winds. He hurried to her side, kneeling. She took his hand and brought it between her legs. “I need you.”

“Fuck,” he gasped, stroking her pussy and sliding his finger inside her while eyeing Kildare and shaking his head. “Reuban,” he whispered.

“Take care of her,” Kildare said, hurrying to the door. His fire trailed behind him then the air shook as he shifted then filled the hut with a blast of heat when he shot into the air.

“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, drawing Krave’s attention. Her hand latched behind his neck, and she pulled him in for a hungry kiss, both of them gasping on the waves of potent lust. Holy fuck, what was happening?

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Kildare locked onto the source his fire came from and soon stood before a hotel room door. He angled his head, turning all his powers on high, finding two people, both of divine origins. Everything seemed wrong and yet nothingfeltwrong. He rapped on the door with a knuckle then stepped back at hearing footsteps approaching on the carpet.

The locks disengaged and the door opened to Reuban, eyeing him with a look of surprise then glanced around. “What are you doing here?” he whispered.

“I’m coming to find out what the hell is going on?”

“I’m here with the Bellatore. She was… coming to get more power in the city.”

Kildare eyed the Kollaborator’s disoriented appearance.

“What’s going on?” he quickly asked. “Is The Queen okay?”

Kildare glanced behind him into the room then back at him. “Where’s the Bellatore?”

“She’s in the shower.”

“What are you hiding, Kollaborator? I can sense it.”

He suddenly stepped out and shut the door. “Something… may have happened. Orishappening.”

“Explain quickly,” he ordered, not needing another mystery with everything going on.

“The Bellatore… kissed me,” he said, finally meeting his gaze head on. “And I think it…”

“Holy of holies,” Kildare muttered, unable to believe what he could now clearly see. “You’re a…King.How?”

His eyes widened, only half clueless. “She needed power, and she kissed me to get it. Apparently it… unlocked another mysterious level in our little King clan.”

Kildare considered the cards in the Hand, trying to fit this in.

“She wanted me to set her up on dates with demons to sacrifice her flesh for more power for what’s coming with our Queen.” His head shook with adamance. “I wasn’t about to do that. I was going to just give her the power she needed. My… powers showed me how.”

“With a kiss,” he said, still not sure what exactly happened.

“No, with a hug,” he barely shrilled. “Before I could, she attacked me with a kiss and drained me of everything. I woke up on the floor of the SUV while she’s on her way to do dirty devil work, thanking me for all the power I’d given her.” He nodded at Kildare’s expression. “You couldn’t have been more shocked than I was. And as I’m lying there, my seal starts itching and burning and I see it in my mind. Her sin. And that… it needed to be punished. That the Kings’ Kollaborator could not be stained by wickedness, and Ihadto handle it. It gave me options. To punish or to… teach her.” He eyed him for many seconds before confessing quietly, “I chose the latter. To cleanse her.”

Kildare crossed his arms at seeing it. “What is thisbut, I sense?”

He stepped closer to him, his astonishment hinting at divine complications. “She confessed… that shewasn’tsorry for kissing me. That shewantedto, more than she wanted anything.”