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She’d begged him to help her reach an orgasm, but he’d resisted, moving her in a way that was hard and fast, and did nothing for her while it felt incredible for him. Her mewls of disappointment were tantalisingly sweet and heartbreaking at the same time, and it took everything in him not to stroke her clit and help her reach release.

It had gone against his moral compass to put his needs before her own, to use her body as if she were a fuck doll, but that was the point: to make her feel as dirty as the mud that coated her. It was a feeling she would have to acclimatise to, and quickly. His father would expect her to be completely broken in, and unfortunately, Kira was not skilled at playing pretend. She would have to learn to relinquish control in order to be convincing.

“Is that it?” she asked after a long silence, her disappointment palpable.

“Yes, pet. We are done.” He kissed the back of her neck before climbing off her. “You took your punishment well. Now, it’s time we head back.” He offered her a hand standing up, but she ignored it, wincing as she lurched to feet.

Nathaniel frowned and tried to steady her, but she pushed his hand away.

“Don’t,” she said, her eyes blazing. “Don’t touch me.” She wiped her muddy hands on her clothes, but it didn’t help. Her entire front was covered in mud, her rear smeared and sticky with his semen, and he felt a note of pity for her even as the sight of it aroused him.

Kira eyed his reaction with pursed lips as she pulled up her pants. “I have a new condition,” she announced. “If you expect me to help you—”

“We already have an agreement in place.”

“I’m renegotiating,” she growled.

He tilted his head. “I’m listening.”

She jabbed a shaky finger at him. “No more sex.”

“Excuse me?”

“Did I fucking stutter? I said, no more sex. You want to prepare me for your father? Fine. I’ll wear your stupid toys. I’ll kneel, and fetch, and call you ‘sir’. I’ll lick your boots, and sleep on the floor. I’ll do anything you ask, but you will not put your dick inside my ass again.”

She glared at him, exhaling through her nostrils like a wild animal.

A wild animal he very much wanted to mount and tame. She was still so far from broken in.

“Are you quite finished?” he asked.

“No. And another thing: you will not come in my mouth again. And, once I join the Poplarins, you will not touch me, in any capacity, ever again.”

“And those are your terms?”

“Yes,” she snapped. “Those are my terms.”

He considered the prospect of spending the next few weeks in Kira’s presence without being able to come inside her. It was disheartening, but she’d left one thing out. Something important that he intended to take full advantage of.

“Very well. I accept.”

Kira was obviously itching for a fight, and she looked taken aback by his easy agreement. “You do?”

“Yes, pet. Yes, I do.” He advanced, uncaring of how muddy she was as he wrapped his arms around her. Her soft breasts lifted and pressed up against his hard chest. He could tell from her downward glance that she felt his hardness against her thigh. “I can work with those limitations. It will be more difficult for me, and it will not be easy for you. But I think we will manage, won’t we?”

Kira tried to shove him off, but he held her tight against him, and after a few seconds of struggling, she craned her neck up and settled for scowling at him instead. “Yes, we will manage, sir.”

He patted her cheek. “Good girl.”

Chapter 16

Aftermath

Nathaniel

Kira was unsteady on her feet. Ignoring her protests, Nathaniel scooped her up and carried her through the portal into his bedroom. He took her through to the ensuite and drew her a hot bath, filling it with salts and bubbles. After helping her undress, he insisted on bathing her. Rolling his sleeves up, he sat beside the bath on a stool and lathered her hair with shampoo, taking his time rinsing it with water from a jug.

Kira bore it well, all things considered. The atmosphere between them was intimate but strained, and she didn’t speak a word as he washed between her legs with a sponge. She tensed when she felt his fingers on her clit.