Divination

  by Odyssey Rose

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  WARNING

  Divination is an erotic paranormal romance short story (3,000 words total) with science fiction elements. It features a ménage à trois between a vampire female and two werewolf men, with minor bisexual (MMF) content. This ebook is for mature audiences only.

  #Paranormal Romance #Science Fiction Romance #Erotic Romance

  SYNOPSIS

  She will never surrender.

  Vampire Princess Takako’s sovereignty is under assault. To solidify her power, she must submit to Hisato and Maverick, her werewolf servants. Can the proud princess give into destiny and desire?

  DIVINATION is an erotic paranormal dark romance short story.

  DIVINATION

  © 2019 Odyssey Rose

  www.odysseyrose.com

  All rights reserved. Published in the United States of America. No part of this book may be reproduced in any format whatsoever without written consent from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, and events are the products of imagination. A resemblance to the aforementioned is purely coincidental. Any resemblance to the aforementioned is the result of a blood hex on Odyssey Rose.

  e-ISBN: 978-1-946024-87-9

  First Edition: August 2019

  Cover design by Shoutlines Design

  TAKAKO

  I will never surrender. Vampire Princess Takako struggled against the iron shackles pinning her wrists to the ground, kneeling, naked, and pissed off. She cracked her neck, coal-black eyes dilated in the darkness, scanning the empty stone room. Below her, a bright white divination circle covered the floor. The weight of its spell forced Takako to her knees, and the painted runes filled her with anxiety as time slowed to a crawl. Moonlight streamed through an ornate window overlooking a vast network of floating, metallic stations. Each flickering light represented a servants' household in her future queendom. Before The Great Culling, humans roamed the earth. That was long ago. Humanity’s hubris wiped them from existence when the hybrids created in their laboratories broke free from their chains. When humanity fell, so too did their civilizations. They only things they left behind was their technology and superstitions.

  Something sweet replaced the damp stench permeating the dungeon, snapping her out of her thoughts. Takako's eyes shifted from black to scarlet red, bearing her ivory fangs. She jerked when a foreign smell laced with wildflowers engulfed the room. Takako felt drunk from the scent of her werewolf companions' heating musk; she felt it in her bones, craving her men, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Hisato and Maverick were almost ready to begin, almost ready to ravish her, almost... Almost...

  Good, she thought, struggling once more against the heavy chains connected to opposite ends of the room. Her dusty brown nipples perked as another wave of pheromones assaulted her delicate nose. Dampness pooled in the gossamer-thin red fabric covering her enflamed sex. She wanted to rip free from her chains and pin her servants down, but the chains were for Hisato's and Maverick's protection, not hers. If she lost herself to the blood lust, all would be lost.

  "We are ready," Takako heard a soothing baritone voice whisper. Hisato remained hidden, even though Takako sensed he was nearby.

  "Mistress," a deeper voice rumbled directly in front of her. Maverick emerged from the shadows. His brown skin smelled of spring water, and his mass of coily black hair tumbled past his shoulders and stopped right above his waist. It reminded her of the midnight sky, unfathomable and entrancing. His high cheekbones, broad, muscular shoulders, and hooded gray eyes endowed Maverick with an aura of nobility. His beauty haunted her dreams, even though Takako was loath to admit it. Only she knew that he was once an orphaned pup, lost and alone. The man that stood before her now, in all his naked glory, couldn't compare to that feeble wretch.

  "Come," she ordered, her nails elongating along with her fangs. Maverick heeded her command, eyes flickering with something she wasn’t able to read. Hmm. Lust? Longing? Maybe, fear? Most likely, a mixture of all three, she surmised with a playful grin. She couldn’t wait to have his thick cock buried deep inside of her, making her whole.

  As Takako leaned forward to greet her servant, a cool hand shot out from the darkness and gripped the base of her neck. She hissed as Hisato pulled her head backward by the chain of a black necklace encrusted with stunning red rubies. Hisato’s cocky grin came into view, his silky shoulder-length raven-black hair tickling the tip of Takako’s nose. Unlike Maverick, he smelled of lavender cologne. Gaudy as ever, she scolded Hisato in her mind. Hisato's deep set golden eyes danced with amusement at his mistress's obvious disdain. He was the prankster, born in bondage though his spirit remained untamed. When he spoke, his tone was devoid of humor; it was heavy with something she couldn't quite place either.

  "I can smell your desire," he whispered, sinking to his knees. Hisato let go of Takako and pressed a chaste kiss to the side of her neck, over top her master’s fang-mark. It was a possessive gesture, one that caught her by surprise. Hisato buried his face in her mass of wavy black hair that fell past her buttocks, breathing in her scent as his erection dug into Takako’s back. Then, Hisato plastered his lean body against her petite frame, wrapping his arms around her, fondling her bare breasts. Takako cried out as his pale fingers—a shade darker than her translucent skin—teased her aching nipples. Takako looked to Maverick, stunned to find him stroking his thick cock mere inches away from her face, eyes glazed over.

  It would have been impossible to catch Takako by surprise on any other night. It would have also been punishable by death for her companions to initiate sex. However, Takako mused as she gazed up at the now blood-red moon, nothing is impossible anymore. As she watched Maverick's abs flex, pumping his dripping cock between his hand, she wondered if what she was about to do was the right thing to do. Ritualistic sex with two horny alphas? Her half-feral servants at that? Absolutely out of the question—until now. Takako hated the fact that she had to debase herself to hold on to her rightful throne. After all, the throne was her birthright! However, the Quantum Oracle and its prophecy were crystal clear: to whom a child is born under crimson twilight shall inherit the throne. Her kind's seed-bearers were infertile, one of many small prices to pay for virtual immortality. But the shifters? They were potent and full of raw energy, more than enough to breed a future queen. She would spend a year of her life in suspended slumber, but an heir could and would be born between the trio. One night of passion was well worth the throne Takako would inherit for a millennium—

  "What are you doing?" Takako's fangs retracted so she could grit her teeth. The head of Maverick's cock pressed against her ruby-red lips, demanding entrance.

  “What does it look like, Mistress?” Maverick asked, voice raspy from pent up lust.

  “You have eyes, don’t you? And, a mouth ready to suck. Open for him, Mistress. Isn’t this what you wanted? To be full of our seed?” Hisato added, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

  “I raised you ungrateful mutts yet you turn on me like this!” she hissed through clenched teeth, her fangs jutting out as Maverick stepped back, panting.

  “We have served you all of our lives...” Maverick began, reaching forward so he could tilt her jaw upward.

  “And tonight, Takako,” Hisato growled into her ear, sending shock waves racing down her spin straight to her core, “you will learn how to serve us.”

  The ruthlessness radiating from the werewolves was unmistakable as Takako gazed into Maverick’s defiant gaze. The moon’s glow made him appear larger, stronger, more deadly, even. Takako sensed their blood pulsating through their veins. She could almost taste it. Yet, the force of their desire shocked her. When she'd ordered them to perform the ritual, Hisato and Maverick agreed. At least, they appeared to do so. Now, Takako was sure it was one elaborate act. The pair had been inseparable since their coming of age ceremony, the day they joined Takako's harem. Hisato and Maverick had acquiesced to all of their mistress's demands in the bedroom, no matter how scandalous the act in question. Maybe they’ve grown tired of pleasuring themselves and one another, Takako wondered, Or, maybe Hisato and Maverick wanted this more than I could have ever imagined, to dominate me instead of being dominated.

  "Wahah!" She gasped as Hisato grabbed a fist full of her hair, and pushed her head forward, slapping her ass in the process. She clenched, but Takako was unable to use her arms to slap him back. Shame and aching desire fused in the pit of her stomach radiating throughout Takako's entire body. How dare I enjoy my humiliation! Takako fumed internally, I am Takako, princess of the vampires! The future queen of—

  "Haaah!" Hisato's open palm made contact a second time. As Takako cried out, Maverick seized his opportunity. The head of his cock pushed past her stubborn lips. He sunk inch by inch down her throat, groaning deeply. Despite her rational mind demanding she bite down—hard—Takako couldn’t bring herself to do so. Not when the salty taste at the back of her throat sent her wild with lust, leaving behind a pleasurable tingling sensation as his rock hard cock slid in and out. No, Takako couldn’t bring herself to ruin what was becoming a mind-numbing, earth-shattering orgasm. The divination circled below the triad glowed, as if responding to their mounting mutu

al desire.

  "Mistress! Oh, Takako!" Maverick groaned, gripping the sides of her face, pumping Takako's mouth rhythmically. The blood lust was robbing her of all reason when suddenly Maverick stopped, balls nestling against Takako's chin as he came and came and came. Soon, her throat was full to the brim of white hot cum as his swollen cock forced her mouth to stretch. He pulled out shortly thereafter as Takako swallowed his essence whole before she could stop herself, jaw aching.

  "...If you are to disobey me, you should at least make me cum!" She grimaced as Maverick ran the length of his cock across her cheek with an arrogant grin.

  "Now, now, Takako. It’s not my aibō's fault you’re acting like a bitch in heat.” Hisato chuckled, sounding quite pleased with himself and his bond-brother. He palmed her breasts some more before cupping one, allowing his free hand to wander downward. He traced Takako's lower lips through her soaked silk panties while Maverick stroked his flaccid cock back into an erection over her face. Takako’s mouth fell open. Where were they getting this energy? No magick could be this powerful. Or, could it?

  "Mutts..." She tried to sound tough, but they were chipping away at her resolve. As the room was doused in wave after wave of pheromones, she could feel any willpower to resist slipping away from her. I came to this godforsaken prison, masquerading as a temple, to sleep with my servants without prying eyes getting in the way, did I not? Takako chided herself. The time is now or never. I must be impregnated before dawn.

  "Princess, it’s time." Without warning, Hisato ripped the fabric covering her pussy off. She flinched as cool air hit her exposed sex. Hisato rose and circled his mistress so he stood naked before her as well. He nudged Maverick aside and swept back his hair, taking all of Takako in within his liquid hot gaze. Hisato bent forward and to her utter surprise kissed her fully on the lips. Takako shivered as he ran his tongue across her lower lip, asking for entrance. She obliged, reluctantly, curious to taste her servant’s lips for what felt like the first time. Hisato kissed her deeply, hungrily, for what felt like an eternity in return. In a night, the natural order had been brushed aside, and Takako found herself powerless for the first time in her unnaturally long life...and loved it.

  “Takako... Takako... Takako...” Hisato chanted between breathes as he crouched down to hold her. She wished to bring him into her arms, to hold him with tenderness she never knew she had. But it was too dangerous, especially now as Takako was coming undone. Hisato grabbed her by the waist, lifting her into his embrace, crushing her to his firm chest. The chains tugged at her wrists, but she no longer cared. Nothing mattered aside from Hisato and Maverick, not even her rightful throne or the ritual that started it all.

  As if sensing her desire, Maverick abandoned his cock to pleasure his mistress. He knelt down and gripped Takako’s buttock in one fluid motion, so that he was supporting her bottom half on his knees, while Hisato held the rest of her from above. Maverick’s long tongue traced her soaked slit, a calloused finger sinking knuckle deep inside of Takako. Hisato refocused his attention on her wanton breasts, murmuring sweet nothings against her lips. Takako, in turn, squeezed Maverick's head between her thighs, wanting something bigger and harder inside of her. Maverick picked up on her impatience, moving to lavish her clit with his affectionate tongue, thumb working the hood of her womanhood.

  “Yes!” She whimpered, her whole body a bundle of nerves. Just as Takako thought she was reaching her climax, they stopped.

  “Not again! Damn you—” She began to shout, but was cut off as the men shifted positions. Takako jerked as Hisato’s cock brushed her rosebud, while Maverick caressed her sex with his wet cock.

  “Look at me, Takako,” Maverick ordered. She couldn’t bring herself to do so as Hisato pressed his thumb inside of her bottom.

  “Look. At. Me. Takako,” Maverick ordered again, lining his cock up with her lower lips, relishing the fact that his mistress was suspended and at their mercy.

  “Remember who rules the night, your pussy, and your whole body Takako,” Hisato purred as he too lined up his cock at her back entrance.

  "Hisato!" she snapped, but it was no use. He lowered her down on his cock with deliberate patience until he was fully inside of his mistress. Before she could process how to respond to her servant’s cock ramming her ass, Maverick joined his bond-brother, his hard cock tearing through her soaked pussy.

  "Maverick!" Takako cried out as something much bigger finally replaced his fingers. She threw her head back, waves of dark tresses fanning out on Hisato’s face, as the pair slammed into her with animalistic fury. The force pressed Hisato’s cock deeper inside of her and she screamed. The bond-brothers pulled out only to thrust into Takako in unison, moaning and groaning as they ravaged her underneath the waning moonlight. Takako could feel another orgasm washing over her, harder than before. She could barely separate the sky from the earth, and this time nothing stopped her from tipping into the void. She shattered, delirious as the blood lust joined the pheromones and dark magick in the room. The world went red as she let out an inhuman wail of absolute ecstasy. Maverick shuddered as he lost control of the rhythm, thrusting into Takako with abandon, howling. Hisato wasn’t far behind, as an equally inhuman, but much deeper howl ripped through his body. As the blood eclipse faded from the sky, Hisato and Maverick came inside of Takako, cementing their bond. As the trio came down from their shared high, the room was plunged into total darkness save a flickering light from a nearby station that resembled a distant star.

  Maverick was the first to pull out with a wet pop, breathe ragged. His bond-brother followed, allowing Maverick to support Takako’s sagging body. Takako watched as Hisato came behind Maverick to nuzzle the back of his neck where his mark lie. Takako knew this because she had ordered it. If they bore each other’s mark, they could never separate. They would be hers...forever. And now, she too was theirs, forever. Their fleeting affection was short lived. Without missing a beat, Hisato took hold of Takako and worked his stiffening cock inside of his mistress’s pussy. Soon, Maverick held her from behind. Before she knew it, Hisato and Maverick were back inside of her, imprinting their mark on her very soul.

  "So soon? So fast?" Takako murmured, fearing she might come three times in as many minutes.

  "So soon? Hah!" Hisato’s words were punctuated by each thrust, “Too long we have waited to become one, Takako. The night is short...”

  "Takako," Maverick began, "We will be by your side, forever," Hisato chimed in. They sealed their promise to her with a kiss between them above her head. Then, Maverick kissed her forehead as Hisato kissed the back of her head.

  "I suppose power means nothing without loyalty." Takako's laughter bounced off the walls as she gave into her companions fully. The night was indeed short, and there would be time to focus on their future. For now, destiny could wait.

  ABOUT — ODYSSEY ROSE

  BIO: Odyssey Rose writes speculative erotic romance (horror, science fiction, and fantasy). She’s also a cryptozoologist in training. Keep in touch on social media @AuthorORose. Or, visit www.odysseyrose.com.

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