Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Faircross stood midway between central and northern Endolia. A rest stop for merchants and travelers heading for Twilight Watch or back down to escape the cold of Whitethorn Peak. The constant influx of visitors kept this mid-size town bustled with activities all day long.

Merille trudged along a cobblestreet, staying close to the brick walls of buildings to hide beneath their shadows. The Diamond Dagger was supposed to deliver her today. Todd would already suspect something went wrong after an entire day went by with them showing up.

That was precisely why she chose to return to Faircross after nightfall. Darkness would help conceal her presence as she headed for that backstabbing job broker’s office. There was a chance he had already skipped town at this point.

But gold clouded better judgment. Someone must have paid Todd to make him betray her. He knew her reputation well and also knew she would come for his head if the plan failed.

Yet, the sleazebag still took the job which meant the money was substantial enough to worth risking his life for. So he might still try to get it done after coming this far.

Well, she could not blame him when she was lured in by the sparkling coins and fell into their trap herself.

A shudder rolled up her spine at the thought of being completely subjugated by those men. A part of her still craved their cruelty, their groping hands and rutting cocks.

She had gone through countless Lapses in the past three years but none ever left such strong lingering desire. A hard fuck was usually enough to sate the surge of lust. A few climaxes would clear her mind of those uncontrollable needs.

Something was different this time. She was ravaged through the night by four men and screamed her releases more times than a seasoned would in a week, but the yearning still remained.

It was as if Salus unlocked something inside her along with the brief return of her memory.

What the fuck is happening to me?! She winced, fighting back the urge to reach beneath her bandeau to tweak her erect nipples and down her pants to stroke her clit.

She clutched both arms around her bare midriff and forced in a shuddering breath to calm herself. At this rate, she would probably beg Todd for his cock rather than make him beg for his life.

A door banged open and startled her back to the empty street of Faircross. A burly man stumbled out of the Gluttonous Boar and caught himself on a lamp post. He swayed with an arm circling the wooden pillar for a moment before shuffling into a dark alley beside the tavern.

Heat rose in her loin at the sight of his retreating form. Merille had been in that alley only two nights ago, bending over a barrel with a thick cock railed up her ass. Her anus quivered at the memory and vivid sensation of that fat girth stretching out her tight hole.

The petite merc gulped down a lump in her throat as dark desire wreaked havoc in her mind.

The drunk was probably taking a piss. A perfect opportunity for her to seek out a release. The man was probably too wasted to see straight and the deep shadow of the alley would hide her face. It was impossible for him to tell who she was.

She could just walk over, begged for his cock, and let him fuck her senseless for a bit before returning to exact her revenge on Todd.

Her legs moved almost on their own, carrying her across the moonlit cobbled pavement. Her heart hammered against her chest as if protesting the decision.

Doing this is risky without your disguise! a voice screamed in her head but it was a faint whisper compared to roaring lust.

Merille crossed into the darkness with a shudder. Her arms closed tighter around her waist as she picked her way cautiously down the dim passage. Each thud of her step sent a ripple of tingle up her back.

“H-Hello…” she said in a shaky voice, her violet gaze scanning the narrow space for any movement.

Her foot caught on something and she lurched forward. She braced a hand on a nearby barrel to steady herself then grimaced when her fingers returned wet and sticky. A pungent reek of semen wafted up, flooding her with the memory of that night.

It had become almost a ritual now. She would venture into the seediest tavern in her disguise on the night before a job, with or without the Lapse. It was to prevent the dark desire from overwhelming her during the mission.

At least, that was what she told herself, what she convinced herself to believe.

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Well, it happened once before and the petite merc did not want a repeat of an incident that nearly cost her life.

Getting mind-numbingly horny in the middle of a fight had resulted in her taking a knife in her stomach. Fortunately, the stab did not rip open any of her internal organs and spared her a long agonizing death.

Needless to say, her target got away and she had to stay bed-ridden for two weeks. It was her first botched job, and she learned the hard way that pain, immense pain, drove away the consuming need of the Lapse.

But using a life threatening injury to fend off an insatiable lust was definitely a tad too extreme for her own good.

So Merille chose getting fucked like a cheap whore in secluded backstreet as an alternative means. Yes, she might suffer a bruised dignity and have a sore ass the next morning and walk bow-legged for a bit but it was a whole lot better than a gaping hole in her gut.

She could confront Todd with a clear head after taking care of this urge. If the sleazebag planned her capture and provided the sleeping gas to the Diamond Dagger, he could as well set up a trap for her here. There was no harm in being fully prepared.

Maybe a little banged up but nothing she could not handle.

“Hey…m-mister…” she said into the darkness, wiping the days-old cum off her fingers on the brick wall.

She gulped, feeling the heat raging like inferno in her loin now. “D-Do…Do you have a minute?” Her fingers inched down toward her belt before pulling the leather strap to unbuckle it.

“I saw you outside just now and you really turned me on,” she said with a sultry croon. Wetness soaked through her panties and trickled down her inner thighs as her heart raced with anticipation.

The petite merc shuffled further, a hand moving up to grope her pert breast. “I think you’re really hot and strong…and I want to feel your big, hard cock in my hand,” she breathed, then hissed when she pinched her nipple through the fabric of her bandeau.

“I want to feel you inside me…rail like a bitch. Do you want to make me your bitch, mister?” Her boot struck something heavy and she nearly cried out in surprise.

Her eyes darted downward before her shoulders slumped as excitement bled out of her instantly. A burly body silhouetted against the dark ground illuminated by a faint shaft of moonlight. Soft snoring filled the quiet passage once the deafening drum of her heart slowed.

“Fuck!” she grumbled. Though the excitement was gone, the lust still remained.

Merille could barely contain herself now. She would pull down her pants and rub herself to climax but it would do little to dampen her need. If anything, the fleeting release only worked to stoke the flame of lust even further.

She contemplated fucking herself on the unconscious man when hurried footsteps snapped her attention toward the mouth of the alley. Her gaze went wide with recognition as a scrawny man with a balding hand and thin mustache was trotting down the street with a frightful expression.

Todd paused to glance around nervously with a heavy-looking bag clutched tightly against his chest. He spat something inaudible before taking off once more.

That rat! She growled, anger simmering in her chest and easing the roiling need in her core slightly.

Without a second thought, she stalked out of the darkness but the job broker was already gone.

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