Dark and Light (A Kindred Tales Duet)

The minute the doors slid closed, he took her by the shoulders and shook her.

“What in the Seven Hells is wrong with you?” he demanded, his voice a low, angry roar. “Are you trying to serve yourself to the Overlord on a silver platter? Do you want to be the next female he feeds on?”

“No one ought to be next!” Alli exclaimed hotly. “A monster like that shouldn’t even be allowed to live, let alone have a whole group of people aiding and abetting him! How can you let him take Rachel like that?”

“How can I stop him?” Kane growled. “Did you see the personal guard he keeps with him at all times? I’m only one male, Allisandra.”

Alli glared at him.

“Sometimes all it takes is one to stand up and say that something is wrong and other people will follow.”

Kane crossed his arms over his chest and raised one eyebrow sardonically.

“That’s sure to happen, especially considering that my kind feed on the fear and pain and pleasure of females and most consider it our God-given right to do so. But I’m sure the minute I stand up and say our entire way of life is wrong, every other Kru’ell One will see the light and agree to follow me in an overthrow of our leader.”

His sarcastic words stung but Alli wasn’t giving up.

“Well, we can’t just do nothing,” she snapped. “And it’s not like they have to feed on fear and pain. You’ve proved yourself that you can feed only on pleasure and still get along just fine.”

Kane frowned.

“Do you want me to challenge the Overlord for the girl? I can if you wish it, but I warn you, he’ll most likely kill me. And then you’ll be left to his tender mercies with no one to protect you or take you home to your precious fiancé.”

Alli clenched her fists in frustration.

“Well we have to do something!” she exclaimed. “I know I wasn’t down there long, but I got to know Rachel. She’s a sweet girl and she really is immune to the effects of the Calm. She’s going to feel every bit of whatever that big, sadistic bastard decides to do to her!”

“Gods…” Kane rubbed his temples. “I had heard there were some humans the Calm didn’t affect but I thought it was a myth. How is this possible?”

“Rachel says the immunity is genetic—it runs in her family.” Alli dropped her voice. “She already had a sister commit suicide because she couldn’t endure the torture one of your countrymen inflicted on her. Please, Kane—isn’t there anything we can do?”

Kane sighed and looked down at his boots for a moment, clearly lost in thought. At last, he looked up.

“There might be,” he said. “But we have to be fucking careful about it. Now listen…”

Twenty-Nine

The feast seemed to take forever, Alli thought impatiently. They were all seated at a long, low table on red and black cushions, the concubines beside their Masters while dish after dish of strong-smelling, spicy food was served.

Not that the concubines got to eat any of it. They were only there to suck their Master’s cocks—literally.

The moment the first course was placed on the table in huge, steaming, silver trays and the servants started dishing it out, there was a general movement all around the table. To Alli’s astonishment, she saw that every Kru’ell One there was taking out his shaft. And every concubine, without hesitation, leaned over her Master’s lap and took him in her mouth.

Kane opened his trousers as well and looked at her meaningfully. Alli would have liked to tell him where to shove his equipment, but they had a plan in place and she knew she had to go along and pretend to be a chastened and obedient concubine.

It wasn’t like she hated sucking him—normally she actually really liked it. When Kane came and gave her his seed, he usually shot it into her pussy, but she’d tasted it as well, many times in their weeks together.

But it was impossible to concentrate on pleasuring him when she knew the awful things that were happening to Rachel up at the head of the table.

The minute they sat, the Overlord had kissed her, thrusting his tongue violently down her throat—clearly he was Stinging her. Rachel had gagged and tried to get away but he held her in place with an iron grip until at last he appeared to be satisfied.

“There, girl,” he said, grinning as he finally released her. “You’ll crave my cum right enough now. Come on and suck me.”

There were tears running down Rachel’s face as she bent her head to his offered shaft. Alli had been forced to look away or she knew she would start crying herself.

We’re going to help her, she reminded herself. I’m going to take care of her if only I get a chance. Oh, please—let me get a chance!