There was some lingering doubt in Antyny’s expression. But Janessa felt confident she could get rid of it. She got to her feet, took Antyny’s hand, and led him to the bed. There, she laid herself on her back, legs spread wide. Without a word, Antyny climbed on top of Janessa and inserted his manhood into her womanhood. Janessa screamed happily as he thrust vigorously. She cooed, squirmed, and arched her back, putting on a show. Yes, she was immensely pleasured, but not enough to merit her volume. She bucked her hips eagerly.
Mistake.
The motion of bucking her hips, combined with Antyny’s thrusts, made the amulet around her neck bounce. Antyny’s eyes immediately locked onto it. He removed his manhood from Janessa. Janessa pouted.
“My King, I have not brought you to full pleasure yet,” she whined. Antyny picked up the locket of the amulet.
“I have never noticed this necklace before. It has strong magic on it.”
“It does?” Janessa asked. Playing dumb seemed to be her only shot at getting out of this situation.
“Yes.”
“My old harem sister, Anya Copperstone, she gave the necklace to me. She is a witch. Perhaps she magicked it. She was most jealous of my high status in the harem. She might have put a prank upon it.”
“The magic is protective.”
“Oh. That is strange,” Janessa said weakly. Antyny continued to stare intently at the amulet. Janessa stroked Antyny’s face. “Please, my King, disregard the bauble. I need to pleasure you until you spill your seed.”
Antyny didn’t respond. Janessa swallowed. Her options right now were very few. Really, she only had one. If she wanted to get out of this mess, she needed to use the amulet on Antyny.