by HalkettLucas
Clasping Troy’s arm, he nodded. “Agreed.”
Maddy got up off her bed and walked quickly over to the glass wall, peering out to see where the two men had disappeared to. Then she tried the door to the cell, hoping that fate would throw her a bone and help her out of here. No such luck.
Catching sight of herself in the reflection of the glass, she hurriedly moved to the corner of the cell where the sink was and tried her best to tame her hair and make herself a little more presentable...more human. Not that it really mattered what she looked like—her head was most likely going to be leaving her body in the very near future.
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Troy and Storm broke into the Judges’ chambers and accessed Maddy’s file. Before they were able to read it though, they heard footsteps of the other guards approaching and had to leave quickly before being detected. Returning to the cells, it was Storm who went in to speak to Maddy first.
“We couldn’t find out much, but it seems that you are being charged with revealing secrets and spreading anti-Royalty propaganda between the realms.”
Maddy’s brow creased and she crinkled her nose up. “And how am I meant to have done that? I thought this place only existed in my imagination for goodness sakes.” And then the realisation hit her, like a wrecking ball to her face.
“Do you think...perhaps…?”
Storm jerked his head up to get Troy in here with him. “Do I think perhaps what?”
“Do you think you could both turn around because the way you are both looking at me right now isn’t helping me to think?” Maddy exclaimed and then clapped her hands over her mouth as her eyes widened. She did not mean to say that out loud.
Both men turned around, slightly puzzled at her strange request.
Maddy regretted her words because now she was faced with staring at two perfectly formed asses that were just made for grabbing and biting. “Oh boy.”
Troy looked over his shoulder. “Maddy?”
“Ah...erm...yes. Do you think that they have misinterpreted my books for somehow being treasonous?” Maddy’s eyes were darting about as though she were trying to look for a fly—rather than ogle the two men’s posteriors.
Troy and Storm stared at each other, answering Maddy at the same time. “Shit.”
Troy turned back around, crouching down as he spoke to Maddy. “How detailed where your imaginations about Vargr?”
And as Maddy started to explain about her dreams and how she based her books on the ‘fantasy world’ in her head everything started to fall into place for Storm and Troy. No wonder she was labelled an enemy of the state. She had revealed tactical security measures, key personnel and defence strategies in her books all within the backdrop of hot and sweaty sex scenes.
And as for the sex scenes—it seemed that Troy was the star player, and didn’t that go to make the small cell room feel every kind of awkward.
“Is that why I had the feeling we had met before?” Troy asked, keeping the fact that he too had dreams involving Maddy, to himself.
Storm added, “I had the same feeling—and knew I didn’t want to bring you back with me. I wanted to find out more about you…” I was falling in love with you.
Maddy felt the two men closing in on her as they started to caress and touch her gently. “Will you be there tomorrow...when they…”
“We will never leave your side Maddison Scott,” Storm said as he knelt by her bed, kissing a trail up her inner wrist and arm. “I shall stand guard tonight.” He was looking over to Troy as he spoke. He wanted to stay here with them, but knew that Maddy was now on borrowed time, and if she had been dreaming of Troy for as long as she had said, it was only right that he give them this space. It would be the only chance they would get.
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Maddison looked up at Troy as he sat down beside her. “What did he mean?” she asked, hoping that she knew what it meant. She just wanted to hear it from Troy himself.
“Storm wants to leave us alone so that we can explore each other’s dreams, Maddy.” His eyes had lowered and his voice deepened as his fingers ran through her hair and tickled the nape of her neck. “We don’t have much time before your trial. Before…”
Maddy put her finger over Troy’s lips to stop him. “I get it...but it kinda bums the mood so let’s not talk about tomorrow? Please? Then I can pretend none of this is real.” She gave a small smile as she lowered her finger from his mouth.
As Troy leaned over to kiss and nip at Maddy’s neck, she slid her hands over his back, but her eyes were on Storm who was facing inwards and watching them inside .the cell. Instead of feeling horrified, Maddy felt even more aroused and slowly licked her lips as she moaned out loudly. She was on death row and allowing herself to be seduced by a stranger, and being watched by another—this was so not her...not her life—and yet it felt so natural, so right to her. If she was to be sentenced to death by some supernatural kangaroo court, then she reckoned the least this world owed her was to make last night to be a memorable one.
Troy looked over his shoulder to see Storm watching them. He gave his friend a grin as he resumed kissing and stripping Maddy. He never thought of himself as an exhibitionist—but he was acting in the moment, on impulse and it just seemed right. More importantly, Maddy seemed to be enjoying the extra company and he only wanted to please and satisfy her before the horrors that awaited her the next day.
“Do you like him watching, Maddy?” Troy’s voice was almost distracted as he lifted his head off of her skin to talk into her ear.
Maddison nodded as she felt Troy’s hot breath on her bare skin. “Yes,” she whispered hesitantly, hoping that she hadn’t offended Troy with her confession.
Troy chuckled as his hands moved down Maddy’s body slowly. “Me too. Let’s give him something worth watching,” and he unbuttoned her jeans and started to tug them down her legs.
Storm watched eagerly as Troy started to strip Maddison. He felt his own cock hardening as he stood outside the cell looking in, but he couldn’t afford to give them his full attention. He had to ensure that no unexpected ‘visitors’ decided to pay them a visit tonight.
He should have felt envious or jealous of Troy, but Maddy was in her own way allowing him to participate in their pleasure. It was obvious she was enjoying him watching them.
Maddison’s eyelashes fluttered as she let her head fall back. Troy’s kisses were sending electric shivers down her spine and when he stood before her and started to take off his uniform she was transfixed. “Take off your panties and bra, Maddy,” he ordered as he slid his thick leather belt from around his waist.
Maddy stood up to shimmy out of her bra and panties, thankful that she had the foresight to put on a matching pair on this morning—and no sooner had she done so than Troy had slammed her back against the glass wall and kicked her legs wide apart.
“Hands behind your head.”
Maddy’s eyes widened and she did as Troy ordered. She could feel the moisture pooling between her legs and as Storm stared at her exposed body from outside the cell, she felt sexy for the first time in her life.
Looking back up at Troy she asked softly. “What are you going to do to me?” the excitement and anticipation was almost palpable as Troy stood wrapping the buckle end of the belt around his fist.
“Take one step forward.”
As Maddy complied Troy fed the leather belt through her open legs, and pulled the belt up harshly sawing it back and forth between her legs. The leather was rubbing against her clit and pussy, biting into the crack in her ass. Her juices were soaking the leather as he pulled the belt up tighter, forcing Maddy to stand up on her tip toes.
Maddy bit down on her bottom lip as the feeling of the leather made her give a long constant, low moan. She started to rock against the leather, the need to build up the friction was almost driving her crazy. Her whole body felt alive and her nipples were achingly pebbled and hard.
Troy removed the belt from between her
legs and took the tip, lightly tapping it over her already swollen clit a few times. As he did so, he bit down on her right nipple, tugging it between his teeth, then moving his attentions to her left nipple, laving his tongue over it.
Maddy hissed in pleasure and she lowered back down from her tiptoes, closing her thighs in tight as trickles of her essence coated her inner thighs. “Troy,” she pleaded but her eyes were searching for Storm.
Troy turned to look at Storm and grinned as he seen his nod of approval. “Suck hard” and Maddy’s eyes lowered down Troy’s body immediately. “No, not there—the belt. Taste yourself, Maddy,” and he put the belt up to her mouth.
As Maddy started to suck on the leather, Troy put his hand between her legs, forcing them apart again. His thumb circled around her clit as he worked one finger, then a second into her tight wet pussy. As Troy nipped and sucked the underside of her full breasts, his fingers slowly pumped in and out of her slit.
Maddy’s knees were starting to buckle and the strain of holding her arms behind her head was beginning to show. Her body was at full stretch and as she swallowed down the musky leather mixed with her own sweet juices, she was whimpering for more of him. The mixture of pleasure and moderate pain had intensified her senses. She was being driven crazy with lust.
Storm walked up to the glass wall, pressing himself against it as he watched Troy take the belt away from Maddy and hook his arms under her thighs, lifting her off of the floor and trapping her between the glass wall and his lithe body. Storm felt his breath becoming ragged as he simulated Troy’s movements, his eyes completely focussed on the pair inside the cell.
Maddy wrapped her arms around Troy’s neck as he held her off the floor. He had loosened his pants and his thick, long erection was standing proud from the open zipper. As he rolled his hips forward, the tip of his cock rubbed against her core and she bowed her back curving into his body as she tried to dip her hips down to push onto him. Troy kept her in position though, rocking against her as she wriggled and squirmed in his arms.
“Troy please!” Maddy was pleading with him as her body heat was rising. She had never felt so alive before, so empowered sexually and at the same time helpless at the mercy of another’s ministrations.
“Please, what?” Troy licked up between her breasts before looking into her eyes. “Tell me what you want, Maddy” His sculpted muscles were glistening with a sheen of sweat as he fought with his own urges.
“Please take me—all of me. I need you inside of me—Troy please!” When she felt Troy’s cock rub over her slick folds one more time she almost screamed with frustration and want.
Troy couldn’t hold himself back any longer—he lowered his arms and lined the head of his cock with Maddy’s tight entrance. As he leaned forward, he took possession of her mouth, forcing her lips open with his tongue as he simultaneously pushed his hips forward, impaling her onto his cock. He could feel her pussy adjusting to his size, and then her inner walls started to tug and squeeze around him as he allowed her to drop further down onto him.
Maddy dug her nails into the back of Troy’s neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist, clasping her ankles behind his back and sucking eagerly on his tongue. She was being filled and stretched by Troy’s huge cock and as he pulled almost fully out of her, then rammed back inside, she felt every ridge and vein on his shaft rubbing against her sensitive bundle of nerves.
Storm could feel his cock rubbing against the zipper of his pants, and as he splayed his hands against the glass of the cell, he started to rock his hips against the wall in time to Troy’s thrusts into Maddy.
Troy started to slam his cock in and out of Maddy’s drenched pussy and as his tongue duelled with hers he could sense she and Storm were keeping eye contact. As he pulled back from the kiss and started to grind roughly against her he grunted out, “Maddy, come.”
Maddy’s nails were scoring Troy’s back as her spine arched and her head thrashed from side to side—her climax started from her toes and ricocheted through her entire body “Troy—Storm. Oh God, yes!” she screamed in sheer ecstasy.
Troy felt his release surge and pump into Maddy’s spasming pussy and he shouted her name in unison with her screams. “Maddison. Oh, fuck!”
Storm walked into the cell, and brushed Maddy’s damp hair from her forehead as he leaned down and kissed her hard, his hand smoothing down her sweat-soaked body to tease her sensitised skin. As her muscles contracted and skin goose bumped, he turned his head to Troy, smiling. “I think our lady is pleased.” Both men saw the glow that was outlining her beautiful body like a halo.
Maddy watched in fascination as Troy and Storm shared a lingering and intimate look before Storm stood back to allow Troy to lay her down on the bed and covered her with the thin sheet. “Sleep well, Maddison,” Troy’s deep voice said seductively. It didn’t need to be said that this would be her last sleep. Tomorrow she would face her trial and execution.
Chapter Nine
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem
——A Psalm of Life, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The court guards flanked the small, pale figure of Maddy as she was led towards the trial room. It was already heaving with supernaturals of all denominations filling the spectator’s seats. They started jeering and heckling as Maddy was taken to the stand and secured inside the energy fields.
As Maddy turned slowly, she identified mythical creatures by the bucket loads— faeries, vampires, werewolves—but there were other beings in the crowd that she could not identify. Others that chilled the very blood in her veins and some that viewed her like a bug in a jar. There were some that were so fascinating and enthralling that she could barely tear her eyes away from them.
Suddenly, the court room hushed and a procession of fearsome creatures took their seats at the top of dais.
Maddy was trembling in fear until she looked over to her right and saw both Storm and Troy standing near the exit, smiling at her encouragingly. She noted that both had their hands near their guns, and they looked ready to start a fight in a heartbeat.
Remembering what they told her, Maddy closed her eyes and focused. She pushed all the gawkers and neck-winders out of her head and zoned in on the judges panel.
“Maddison Scott, human female—charged with espionage, theft and illegal distribution of confidential state information. Named enemy of the realm. Disturber of the peace between realms. How plead you?” The court clerk spoke with an affected lisp, but on closer inspection, Maddy realised that he had reptilian skin and a forked tongue. His eyes blinked upwards as he waited on her answer.
Maddy cleared her throat and said clearly, “Absolutely not guilty.”
This caused a rumble of disapproval within the courtroom and as the judges brought down the gavel for silence, Maddy straightened up and held her head high.
“Bring on the prosecution,” the clerk announced and from out of nowhere a tall, spindly legged man who resembled an arachnoid peered over half glasses at her as his multi-jointed arm gesticulated as he spoke.
“Maddison Scott, you are—are you not the human author of the Vargr series of books?”
Maddison hesitated before answering. “Which question are you asking? Are you asking if I am the human author, or if I am not?”
The prosecutor’s glasses slid down his angled nose and he glared at her with bright orange eyes. “Are you the human author of the Vargr series of books?”
“Yes,” Maddy answered, giving a sweet smile to counteract the arachnid’s disapproval.
“Then the prosecution rests our case—for this human’s literature damns her itself. It is steeped in details that she could not have known unless she had been spying on the Vargr Council and even our King Marek himself!”
Gasps and shouts of “Kill the spy!” echoed around the room.
Maddy could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and when she glanced over to Troy and Storm, they had disappeared from her sight.
As the judges called for silence, the room had an uneasy quiet about it. Maddy knew that it was hopeless, but she would go down fighting—she was never a quitter. “In my defence...” the crowd started booing and taunting her again, but she waited patiently until they fell silent once more. “...I have never been to Vargr before and so could not have stolen anything. Or are you suggesting that security is so lax that a mere human could simply come and go as she pleases and is able to obtain your classified secrets?” Maddy knew, of course that the authorities would never suggest that, because if they did they would be admitting liability.
“The prisoner will be silenced!” The middle judge shouted as he stood up out of his chair, his body morphing into different animals and unable to settle on one particular form. Maddy realised that she could hear inside his head—he was panicking, confused. He knew something but Maddy couldn’t quite work out what.
The prosecutor rose to his feet once again and pointed an accusatory finger at her. “I demand that judgement be passed on the accused!”
Maddy frowned. “Just wait a cotton picking minute! I’ve hardly started my defence.”
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A booming voice rose above the rabble of the crowd and everyone—even the judges—turned in its direction. “I call to question the legality of this case!”
Storm and Troy stopped in their tracks. They had been making their way over to Maddy with their intention of breaking her out of the courtroom as soon as the judgement was passed and chaos descended. “What’s going on?” Troy whispered to Storm, who answered with a puzzled look and a shrug.
Dola stood forward, his laser pistol was trained on the judges’ dais as he addressed the crowd.
“I call for a mistrial!”
The main judge shouted loudly as his hand gripped the gavel so hard that his knuckles turned white. “What is the meaning of this?”