Excerpt | Dark Maiden Night IV (Patreon)

Context:

Takes place shortly after the start of Night IV, following a dream and waking between Serax & Valdricht.

Excerpt:

For the first time, you find yourself able to dismiss your nightly visions as nothing more than dreams. It makes sense. Perhaps you did know that sanctum and the characters within, but your sleeping mind is little more than a dollhouse where a creative child plays, moving pieces about and weaving elaborate tales from what little it knows of you.

Now that you think of it, even the room you were just in reminded you of the tent. Reality seeping into your dreams. And the gods glowering down? Surely that's your guilty conscience at work.

You shift, rolling from your back onto your side. With your eyes closed, it's easier to touch your head to Valdricht's bare skin, to press your nose against his muscular arm and inhale his scent.

You let memories of the night before cascade over you, washing out the dream's uneasiness.

I was a maiden, you muse. Or at least, you think you were. The memory of Valdricht entering you for the first time makes you shiver. There was something profoundly satisfying about being filled by him, but there was also pain and the scent of your own blood spiking the air.

✧ You did a shameful thing last night.✧ You did a shameful thing and yearn to do it again.

How could I let such a thing happen?

Did you let it happen?

Or did you simply not resist them?

Is there a difference?

It would have been shameful enough to give your virtue to Valdricht, but he had scarcely left you before Serax was taking his place. Now that the shameful deed is done, it feels inevitable. As if it was always going to happen. You feel foolish for ever thinking it could have gone any other way. A pair of men aren't going to take in a woman, feed her and care for her, and not expect something in return.

And yet, despite the shame, you cannot deny the warmth pooling in your belly at the memory. The way Valdricht filled you. The way Serax's hands gripped your hips. You should be disgusted with yourself. Instead, you find yourself wondering when it will happen again.

As if answering your unspoken question, Serax takes hold of your hips. There's still naivety within you, because your first assumption is that he's simply repositioning you. Then a calloused hand slides between your thighs, parting them. You're momentarily stunned as you feel something warm and stiff settle between your legs...

Thoughts:

This is a fairly short excerpt, though it's clear where things are headed. I think this chapter does a good job of setting the tone for the MC's position in Serax, Valdricht, and soon-to-be Kerach's life, at least during the early nights. Now that their sexual relationship has been consummated, she's become something of an object for the men to use as they please. It'll be up to players to choose whether to lean into submission, or attempt to resist and put up boundaries.

Dark Maiden Night IV will be available on Tuesday, February 3rd.