Chapter 19: Chapter 19

The moon was already high above Faircross as Merille stalked along its stone walls. Fortunately for her, thick layers of cloud filled the sky masking the whole town in deep shadows. She easily snuck through the quiet streets in the darkness where the glow of lamp posts did not reach.

Humid air caressed her considerable nude state, which made her more than happy to avoid people. The last thing she needed was having to deal with fools who mistaken her for a whore. Though there was seemingly no end to her appetite, the merchants had done enough to satisfy her for a time.

Jerald and Samuel fucked her again and again like men stranded in a desert who stumbled upon an oasis. They did not want to leave her embrace…Literally.

The men kept themselves buried inside her even after they unloaded. They panted and groaned in blissful pleasure and left her pinned between them as they regained their strength within her well-fucked holes. Then continued their abuse once more.

She did not mind it in the slightest. Feeling their glowing warmth in her belly was both soothing and euphoric. It was a kinky and sadistic idea that they came up on the spot but one she could appreciate and enjoyed.

At the end of their several hours long fuck-fest, her belly bulged and heavy with their loads.

Their creamy concoction gushed out of her like a broken well once they finally dislodged from her. And caused a bit of flooding in the center of the clearing. The pungent stench and sopping ground might cause a little confusion for the next travelers who stopped by..

The temptation to slurp up the sloppy mess nearly won and her stomach even growled with the desire, but Merille forced away the thought. Not because she was afraid the men would think poorly of her. They would certainly enjoy the sight.

But she was going into a dangerous fight and having that much cum sloshing about in her stomach would weigh her down. Though logic thrived over pleasure this time, it did not come with great effort.

Aside from overcoming depraved craving, she also needed something to wear and the merchants did find something for her after rummaging through their very limited supply.

Apparently, the hunter who had saved their lives was in need of clothing as well before the men parted ways with her. She could not blame them. They probably did not expect to run into another naked woman within such a short time.

So a leather breastplate that barely concealed the bottom half of her pert mounds and a shorts that was little more than a thong were all that fit her petite frame.

Again, she could not complain since they were fruit merchants. They only happened to obtain these items at a massive bargain from a wrecked smithy in Dawnhaven. They were hoping to sell them with a small profit but had not managed to do it just yet.

Lucky me! 

She might have asked to wear one of their shirts instead if they were not incredibly huge. For someone who relied on mobility, baggy clothes would hinder her movements. Fighting in near nakedness was clearly more beneficial than having her arm caught in one of the sleeves in a crucial moment.

At least I didn’t have to hike back here bare-footed, she thought, darting across a yellow sphere of a lamp light. The soft leather boots concealed the sound of her steps, letting her glide over the cobbled street with cat-like silence.

A small pouch tapped softly against her right hip with her motion. It was secured loosely around her waist with a length of twine since they did not have a spare belt. Sam offered his but she declined, feeling guilty for taking more from them.

After all, she already took so much of them that they might need several gallons of fluid to rehydrate themselves. 

The petite merc smiled to herself at the thought of them guzzling down barrel after barrel of water. I’ll try to be less greedy if our paths cross again.

Her thoughts returned to the matter of revenge after a brief detour. Cedrick knew she would return and undoubtedly prepared himself to greet her. The problem was finding him and Todd without falling into their trap again.

They would not hide in the job broker’s dingy office since it was an obvious place she would search first. And locating them without a clue in Faircross was as impossible as searching for two rabbits in the Dusky Pines. Even if one of the rabbits was massive and dark-colored.

Fortunately, Cedrick was not really a rabbit and had a pattern to his tactics. He tended to choose the path of least resistance. He could take on anyone in the eastern regions, even the knights of Rondelle, in a one-on-one fight but he always chose ambushes or sneak-attacks so he could end the fight quickly.

There was no honor in this line of work to begin with so his methods made a lot of sense. But she could not shake the feeling that he was trying to avoid bloodshed and confrontation.

He sure didn’t mind confronting me last night, she thought. A heat rose within her. Anger and arousal. She was mad at him for leaving her to rot after he was done but also could not deny that he was one of the best fucks she had in a long time.

Her boots grated softly on the cobbles as Merille halted at the edge of darkness behind a building. A brightly illuminated sign with the name Sleepy Roses Inn hung above the entrance of the three-story building on the opposite side of the street.

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She glanced left and right to make sure the path was clear of people before rushing across the well-lit street. She skidded on the smooth cobble before darting sideways and plunged into the deep shadow of the alley next to the inn.

Windows lined the stone wall with light shining from inside six of them. She jogged to the second column of windows and tugged forcefully at the vertical pipes secured to the building by metal brackets. She nodded in satisfaction when it did not budge at all.

She had entered and exited the inn through this path countless times in the last few weeks to quench her particular thirst at the Gluttonous Boar…Well, more like the alley next to it. It was not very convenient compared to the stairs but it kept her identity safe.

Exiting was easy. Try going up three stories when your legs feel like puddings. She chuckled at the memories. 

Without wasting another second, she grabbed onto the pipe and began climbing. The soft leather sole of her boots found purchase easily on rough stones as she scaled the flat wall with practiced efficiency.

Merille reached the highest row of windows after a few minutes. Beads of sweat peppered her face and body from the exertion and her muscles burned in protest.

Though she caught two hours of sleep after the merchants were done, it was not nearly enough time to fully recover her strength. They had offered to take her back so she could conserve energy but she did not want to risk Cedrick seeing her with them.

The third floor window was unlocked as she had left it. She carefully eased the bottom frame upward until it locked in place with a faint click. Gingerly, she leaned toward the opening and grabbed hold of the sill with her right hand.

She inhaled sharply to steady her nerves, preparing for the most dangerous part of the entry. Her left hand released the pipe. Gravity immediately pulled her downward before swinging sideways with her right hand as the pivot.

Her fingers ached with the effort to hang onto the wooden frame before her left hand caught the woodwork and eased the strain. She pulled upward with the momentum of the swing and threw herself into the room.

It was barely audible but the floorboard creaked on the far end of the room.

The petite merc rolled forward, reaching into the pouch. Her fingertips found the smooth crystal within and yanked it out. With a mental image of explosive light bursting out from the gem, she tossed it into the darkness.

She lifted an arm to shield her eyes, twisting away from the clear stone as it flew through the air. A flash of intense white filled the room a heartbeat later.

A gasp of surprise followed. “The fuck?!” a deep voice cried out in alarm.

His shocked reaction brought a satisfied smile to her lips as she pulled out a palm-size ball and hurled it at the towering form on the other side of the room. The projectile made contact with his bare chest and burst harmlessly in a puff of greenish cloud.

It wafted around Cedrick as he stumbled back, blinking and rubbing at his eyes to regain his sight. He snarled when his vision finally returned and lifted the blowpipe in his right hand. He inhaled sharply just before the rim of the pipe reached his lips.

But before he could launch the paralyzing dart, his black eyes rolled up into his skull. His shoulders sagged and his towering body teetered briefly. He collapsed on his knees first then tumbled face down on the floor with a tremulous crash.

The room slowly plunged back into darkness as the clear crystal dimmed after dispersing all of its stored up energy in one single use.

Merille knew he would ambush her when she returned and there was no better place to do so than her own lodging. He probably did expect her to enter from the window, which might have caused his delayed reaction.

She uncoiled from the crouch and stood over him. “Now, where did you hide that backstabbing son of a bitch, baldy?” she asked, not really hoping for a reply. Not yet…but she would get it soon enough.

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