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Page 90 of Fallen: Darkness Ascending, Vol.1

T he croak of her voice startled both of them when Delphine asked “May I have some of my wine first? It’s the least you owe me after using me. I should be allowed to get drunk for the

last time.” The tears had dried up but the sting on her ass and throat were almost unbearable. He had loosened the chains so she could at least sit up and stare at him as he recovered.

Shrugging, Malphas sent the feathers over to her with her goblet.

Looking at the designs on it Delphine realized all the small pieces were perfectly planned and implemented by Malphas all along.

Draining the glass she placed it back on the feathers and waited for more.

Six glasses of red wine chugged and she finally felt the waves of dizziness which meant maybe she was

numb enough to make it to the end without breaking into a million pieces.

Finishing his plate of food, Malphas sucked his fingers clean and rose from the table.

There was a lightness in his steps as he came nearer to the bed.

“Last time lamb. Last time. Then you go bye bye and I go home. This has been fun but you might have been right. I am over this and just want to get it over with.”

Reaching over the bed he shoved his forearm into her throat pushing her onto the bed, and covered her mouth with his as he gently pulled the wax off making the pain more unbearable than a quick rip.

Then finally a small tug, and it was gone, Delphine felt her body bow off the bed into his chest as the tears streamed freely.

Malphas shoved his knee between her legs and shoved his body between hers.

No prep, no warning and not even using lube this time he shoved into her.

Grabbing her throat in his large hand Malphas snapped his other hand and summoned a mirror to hang over the bed forcing her chin up to watch the violation.

Bending over to grab her ear in his teeth he groaned and grunted his way to climax.

Delphine was staring into her own eyes through the mirror chanting to herself “You’ve got this, think of the lives you are saving. Breathe, just breathe.”

Finally, hearing Malphas’s telltale sign that he had finished and feeling his release, Delphine let out the breath she didn’t realize that she was holding.

The night was coming to an end, and hopefully soon she could escape the body she was trapped in and get onto the next part of whatever the universe, God or whoever was in charge, had planned.

Malphas pulled out and smacked her across the face as he got off her. “You couldn’t even pretend to enjoy your last fuck?” Malphas glared at her. “I had to do all the work and you just laid there. Whatever, butchering then fire, then death and home for me.”