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I don’t know why I had even decided to spank her in the first place. For some reason, I didn’t want to mar her like I had with Mais and any other creature who had displeased me in the past. I’d wanted to punish her, that was for certain, but I hadn’t wanted to truly hurt her.
But, fuck, her cries of pain had made my cock so hard ithurt.
Her wet mouth had been the perfect hole to sink myself into, over and over again as she struggled to take me, as she realized just how much power I had over her. I’d forced her to swallow every drop of my cum simply because I could, and that kind of control had been the most addictive thing I’d ever experienced in my long life.
I glanced back down at her on her knees. A bit of my cum still glistened on her chin. I reached down and used my thumb to brush it away as she glared up at me, naked and beautiful and altogether too perfect.
A surge of possessiveness surged through me, and I wanted nothing more than to have her beneath me, her legs spread wide, my cock buried deep within her sweet, tight pussy, but she had chosen her mouth and I would respect her choice.
This time.
I’d take more later.
I tucked my cock back into my pants and circled her, my gaze once again landing on the whip marks on her back. Rage surgedwithin me, a dark and furious storm threatening to consume my control.
I was going to kill whoever did this to her.
The thought of another’s hand inflicting pain on her stirred a possessive fury I could scarcely contain, and I let it run free.
“Who did this to you?” I demanded once again with a low growl.
She flinched at the intensity of my tone, but she didn’t answer. Her defiance only fueled my anger further. I stepped closer, my eyes narrowing as I examined the scars. My fingers itched to trace them, to understand the pain she had endured, but I held back, instead consumed by the heat of my burning rage.
I wanted to rip whoever had done this to her apart, to make them suffer a thousand times over for every lash they had laid upon her. The very thought of anyone touching her made my blood boil.
“Tell me who did this,” I commanded again, my tone deadly calm. She would tell me what I wanted to know.
She lifted her chin, her golden eyes meeting mine with a mixture of fear and defiance.
“Why do you care?” she spat, her voice trembling but strong. “What does it matter to you?”
I leaned in closer, my face inches from hers, and I saw the flicker of uncertainty in her gaze.
Such beauty. Such defiance. Such perfection…
“Because, little thief,” I said in a dangerous whisper, “you are mine. And no one touches what is mine.”
I reached out, my fingers brushing lightly against her cheek. She shivered with fear at the contact, and I felt a dark satisfaction at her response.
I liked that she feared me.
It made me hard.
“I will find them,” I promised, my voice cold and unyielding. “And when I do, they will wish for death long before I grant it.”
She swallowed hard, the defiance in her eyes wavering.
“I don’t need your protection,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I smiled, a cruel and predatory grin. “It is not about what you need, little thief. It is about what I desire. And I desire to see you unharmed, untouched by anyone but me. I will be the only one to touch you, to punish you, and to hurt you ever again,” I vowed.
Her breath hitched, and I saw the struggle within her. She wanted to resist, to fight against the bond that fate had forged between us, but she couldn’t deny the power I held over her. She wouldn’t be able to. I was sure of it.
I would make her mine and when I was through with her, she would be my sacrifice. Then I would reign over the whole world.
Her lower lip trembled and her eyes watered. She quickly looked away, and I reached down to lift her chin. She jerked her face away, hiding from me and I sighed.
I was not known for my patience. I would have the answers I sought before long. I was sure of it.
