Several minutes later, Erik was done. He’d told Naeku about Nora’s nature, as well as the process by which Anne came to willingly brainwash herself. Now, she looked up at him with a complicated expression.
During the story, they’d shuffled back a little on the bed so that Erik was now leaning against the backrest. Meanwhile, Naeku was still leaning against his chest with one of his large arms wrapped around her, gently caressing her thigh.
It looked like neither of them paid much attention to Leia’s form bobbing up and down on Erik’s cock, despite his other hand having found it’s way to her head. He managed to firmly guide her movements to bring him the most pleasure, while still focusing on his conversation with Naeku.
"Setting aside Nora’s terrifying ability for a moment, you shouldn’t have gone so far..." Naeku eventually grumbled after taking a moment to internalise what he’d told her. "I know you like to toy a little with your lovers, but now you’ve caused real-life consequences for Anne..."
"I admit, I was a little startled myself when I witnessed what happened to her," Erik nodded thoughtfully, before shrugging with a small smirk. "But I’ve come to accept it. To be entirely honest, the level of devotion to me that those two have reached excites me a little... Though, only because Anne effectively chose this fate for herself."
Naeku looked uncomfortable, but Erik continued with a frown. "The idea of forcefully taking away so much of someone’s agency in this way... does not interest me under normal circumstances, but the fact she chose this, does."
"Hmpf," Naeku snorted, glancing away a little. "Yet, you have no problem letting Emily enslave people? So long as it’s not you doing it, huh?"
Her accusation sounded serious, but unfortunately for her, their bond made it very hard for either of them to hide their true feelings. So, Erik chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Still feeling embarrassed about what happened in your new throne room, huh?"
Caught, Naeku blushed heavily and turned her head back to glare at him. "S— Shut up! My point stands!"
"Come now," Erik scoffed dismissively. "Emily’s enslavement is forceful and can only ever be temporary. It’s a far-cry from the insidious nature of Nora’s methods, which permanently warp a person’s priorities on a fundamental level. I take full responsibility for anything that Emily, Nora, or any of my women do, but I don’t think it’s strange that I have less of a problem with Emily’s methods over Nora’s. I know you know that!"
Naeku narrowed her eyes... but quickly faltered. Groaning, she relaxed further into his chest. "Fine, fine... I guess I still have some things to work out regarding what happened."
In the background, Leia’s slurping noises never stopped, but neither of them paid attention to it. To Erik, the pleasure was present, but delegated to the back of his mind. He needed to deal with this lust he’d accrued, but he also had things to discuss with Naeku, and time was a luxury.
Though, to be fair, there was also something about this situation that excited him... but he didn’t let that distract him.
"Anyway," Naeku continued, now looking up at him worriedly. "Do you really think Anne knew what she was getting into? You put her in a position where she had to lose what she currently had, or step into the unknown... and she chose the latter out of desperation."
Erik sighed deeply and looked at her warmly. In the end, there was still a difference between his ruthlessness and Naeku’s, who was likely his most compassionate wife right now.
There was Emma, of course, but all of her compassion and kindness went to those she loved—with Emily and Erik in particular. She showed the rest of the world a kind of dispassionate compassion that differed from Naeku’s authentic version.
"Maybe you’re right..." he muttered, looking deep into her eyes as his tone took on a harsher tone—not aimed at her, but as an underscore to his determination. "But frankly, Naeku, I don’t care that much. Anne is not my wife. There is no love that binds us, and if I am to entrust her with more delicate tasks, then I need something equally as strong to make sure I can trust her even if our bond is broken."
Frowning, he grasped her chin between his fingers dominantly. "That was the whole point of what I did that day. It may not have turned out the way I expected, and I do feel a heavy responsibility for the two of them now, but... I am not unhappy with the result. Anne made a choice, and though it may not have been a fully informed one, she did make it, and now we all have to accept the consequences, because there is no going back."
Naeku challenged his stern gaze with narrowed eyes. "And you get a devoted slave ready to suck your dick and kill your enemies with equal fervour..."
Erik met her challenge with his own and smirked. "Yes, I do. You knew who you married, Naeku." He released her chin and waved at Leia, still dutifully sucking his dick without a care for their conversation. "Just look at the situation we’re in. I’m a lustful and ambitious man who doesn’t shy away from crossing some boundaries to get what he wants."
Naeku’s expression faltered a little, and Erik looked at her again. "So, yes. I can accept the fact that Anne may not have fully realised what she was getting into and not worry about it. Her service will be invaluable to me, to you, to our family, our empire, and our people. In return, she gets happiness and purpose."
Sighing, he softened his tone a little. "It’s not like she’s suffering, Naeku... She’s happy. You can ask her yourself whenever you want."
Suddenly, he felt something rise in his lower body. Grunting, he reached forward to grab Leia head again, before pushing her down all the way to his base. "And anyway, if she sucks my cock in between tasks, all the better!" he growled, unleashing a torrent of spunk, straight into Leia’s gullet.
Leia’s eyes widened. Her body spasmed, but she struggled admirably to swallow every drop. Her gaze, filled with the beginning stages of devotion, looked up at him, desperate for approval.
"Good girl," he sighed, giving her what she wanted as he softly caressed her hair while his balls squeezed out the last of his load.
Next to him, Naeku had sunk deep into thought.