Chapter 20: Chapter 20

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She strolled over to the nightstand, knowing rather than seeing where it was in near complete darkness. Her fingers brushed against the table lamp before finding the knob atop the housing. It turned smoothly. A second later, the crystal within it bloomed and filled the small, sparsely furnished room in faint yellow.

Glow-crystals were basically an Essence that stored light. A failed experiment that became an essential part of life across Endolia in the past decade.

Just like the other crystals, it needed direct contact or metallic medium to activate. But instead of being able to draw out the energy, the gem burned the energy within itself. 

In the past, before the invention of the lamp housing, not everyone could make the gem glow. The container bypassed the need for mental training to activate the crystal and allowed anyone to turn on the light with hardly any thought at all. 

The petite merc crouched next to Cedrick and flipped him over with considerable effort. She drew her dagger from its sheath on his belt and watched the small, circular red Essence in its handle reflect the light for a moment.

“Thanks for bringing it back for me, baldy,” she said before deftly slicing through his clothing.

After a short minute, he was completely bare. His pants shredded to ribbons while his equipment piled in a heap by the bed. She ran a hand over his chiseled chest and stomach, admiring the hard ridges and firm muscles.

Then her gaze inadvertently drifted to the dormant monster between his legs and recalled the sensation of it filling her pussy and ass. Heat rose in her core as wetness seeped from within her depth. Her jaw clenched with the strain to suppress the growing need.

Crystal’s mercy! How can you still crave more after all that fucking?! she chided herself but could not pull her eyes away.

Under other circumstances, she might have rode him to several climaxes before waking him up. But she did not have that kind of luxury. Todd could have already left Faircross or found a safe place to hide until his employer came to deal with her.

She forced the lustful thoughts away with a swift shake of her head. There was no time to waste. Taking the blowpipe from his hand, she pulled out the dart within and jabbed it into his neck.

After letting the poison course through him for a moment, she moved to kneel astride his midsection and slapped him across the face as hard as she could. The impact rang out in a sharp, piercing sound as his head whipped to one side.

Her other hand flew up and smacked him square on the cheek from the left this time. His face snapped in the opposite direction with the impact. His brows twitched before a groan escaped his lips. His dark eyes fluttered open a moment later before darting wide in shock.

But all he could move was his head.

He grunted, lips snarling and veins bulging on his neck. Even with all that effort, his body remained unmoving on the floor. He tried again and again to no avail then threw his head back and blew out an exasperated pant.

“Wakey wakey sleepy head,” Merille hummed, drawing his attention back to her.

She looked down at him with a triumphant smirk on her lips. Jerald did not exaggerate when he said it would take out a demon in seconds.

The merchants learned their lesson and carried around the dust to avoid facing the same dreadful situation again. It was not a new invention but many travelers did not care to purchase it because the road had been relatively safe for years.

It was only recently that those monsters started appearing across Endolia and wreaking havoc everywhere.

His dark gaze drifted from her face to her barely concealed breasts, exposed midriff and the micro-sized shorts before moving back up. Judging by the growing warmth on his skin against her thighs, the fire was already lit when his eyes met hers again.

She was tempted to rub herself on the ridges of his six-pack and forced him to helplessly watch as she got off by herself. But she fought the thought back.

“How does it feel to be paralyzed from the neck down, baldy?” she asked instead and toyed with her dagger so it glinted in the light.

“Not very nice, I’d say.” He eyed her, trepidation crossed his expression for a brief moment.

“That’s what you got for entering a girl’s room without permission.” She dragged the tip of the sharp steel over his broad chest and circled it around his ebony nipple.

“I-I thought we already passed that after l-last night,” he said through gritted teeth, trying and failing to hide the desperation.

The petite merc looked at him. A wicked smile on her lips. “Well, if you tell me where Todd is I’ll forgive you,” she said before pinching his other nipple between two fingers, forcing him to hiss in pain.

“You expect me to just tell you?” Cedrick asked, his brows twitching in agony but still acting as if he held all the cards.

“Of course not! But it doesn’t hurt to try…after what we’ve done last night,” she said before reaching back with her free hand to stroke his slumbering length.

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“Wh-What are you doing?!” he gasped, unable to control the swelling between her teasing fingers.

“I was thinking…What if I go to the Gluttonous Boar right now and tell everyone that Cedrick Oakhill is paralysed from the neck down and laying buck-naked in this room? Surely more than a few interested ears would perk up,” she mused.

His ebony complexion paled several shades. For a man who had enjoyed toying and humiliating her, he sure did not take it well when the position was reversed.

Well, considering she just threatened to expose his pathetic state to the entire town and let anyone who had a grudge exact their revenge on him. So it was fair for him to panic a little.

“And since they’ll probably kill you, I thought I’ll let you cum a few times so you can die without regret.” She flashed him a cruel smile before stroking him more earnestly.

“What a sight they’ll see when they arrive. Cedrick Oakhill helpless and drowning in his own cum,” she chuckled.

“Mmmm…Y-You wouldn’t! That’s—Ohhh…” His jaw clenched with effort to hold back the rising climax.

“Looks like the first one is coming,” she giggled, feeling heat raging in her loin as his pungent scent wafted around her. She bucked her hips against his stomach reflexively, unable to hold herself back at the sight of his torment.

“Alright! Alright! Fuck!” he blurted desperately and she slowed. “H-He’s in his office, hunkering down with a dozen mercs. I came here to get you first so we could avoid the blood—”

“Lies,” she retorted flatly and stroked him more brutally this time around.

“Ohhh Crystals! Shit! Stop! Stop! Hold on…”

“What?!” she bit out, her hand did not slow this time.

His breath was heavy and his cock pulsed wildly. “I-I…I’ve…Offer…an offer!” he sputtered, a sheen of sweat glistening his bald head.

Merille forced herself to stop with a frustrated huff. She was nearing her own release after rubbing against him and wetness already soaked through her shorts. Her throat clicked with a gulp as she watched him with glazed eyes.

“I’ve…I’ve thirty gold coins on me now. You can have all of it if we can just forget all this ever happened.”

“Thirty gold and walk?” She raised a brow at him and let the silence fall around them for a moment before a vicious smile curled her lips.

“Come on! It’s a good deal. I’ll make sure he never goes after you again. You can just start over in a new town where no one knows you,” he said, trying his best to convince her not to go after his employer.

The two men had known each other long before she had come to Faircross. It was a common practice for job brokers to have some kind of protection. Dealing with men who sought violence could backfire at any moment and a safeguard was needed for that.

Most bodyguards only took the job for money. It was easy to just stand around and look intimidating. She had never seen a mercenary who truly cared about his employer's survival as much as Cedrick. It was as if he genuinely wanted to protect Todd from harm.

Thirty gold coins could probably let her lay low for a few months. It was undoubtedly a good deal…if she planned to run and hide like a coward.

“I think I’ll pass,” she said dispassionately. Her thumb rubbed over his tip, smearing his precum in her hand before stroking him again.

“Fuck, woman! Once this poison wears off, I swear by Crystal’s vengeance, I’ll hunt you down and spank the shit out of your ass,” he growled, veins bulging on his neck.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, baldy,” she snickered and felt his length throbbed violently against her palm. “Mmm…You look so cute when you’re helpless,” she added, grinding her pussy on his six-pack as a climax built in her core.

“Ohhhh sh-shit…Hmmm…Ok! Okay!” he cried out.

Merille groaned and fought against the urge to keep going. Her hand slowed then stopped before she swallowed thickly once more. A daze fogged her mind from the rising pleasure as her gaze shifted down to meet his.

“But promise me. You’re not going to kill him,” he pleaded. His voice husky with desire.

She leveled her eyes at him. “Really? You expect me to play nice after he betrayed me?”

“Come on. At least…At least hear what he has to say. He really didn’t have a choice.”

Stench of arousal hung heavy in the air as she stared down at him without saying a word.

“I can promise to hear him out…But depending on his answer, he may not live long enough to see the sunrise,” she said finally.

Cedrick squeezed his eyes shut and sighed with relief. “Fair enough. He’s here. Room three-zero-one.”

She nearly burst into laughter from the revelation. It was a genius move. This way he could ambush her while keeping the job broker close. And she would never expect it.

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