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She sits down as she holds her arm, pressing the cloth on the cut. Her eyes are slightly red, affected by the pain.
A smirk escapes me.How endearing.
Such a fragile creature working a hard job is always a sight. I’d be able to hurt her in a more uniform way. In a way that would bring her to her knees and make her plead for mercy.
She’d look up at me with teary red eyes as I left marks of myself over her fine body. If she were in my hands, she’d be easy to break.
Hmm, but a human would see it as me torturing them to death.
I don’t want to kill her, or even harm her in any meaningful way. It’s just an uncontrollable urge that fuels my desire to overpower and dominate such a weak creature. The idea of being rough with someone so delicate and listening to her gasps of pain gnaws at my insides.
I can’t help thinking of all the things I’d do to her. To claim her and make sure she never forgets who I am.
Krista stands up after reeling in the pain. Her dirty white clothing sticks to her waist area for a second. It gives me an idea of how her body looks underneath those rags.
She’ll hold my eggs nicely in that slender body of hers.
I can almost laugh with glee thinking of how I’d fill her up with them. I’d tie her up in a way that’d give me easy access to her and make sure I reach every single corner of her uterus. Have her expose every crevice of her body entirely up to me, making sure she catches every drop of my seed.
This time, I can’t help myself but grin at such a tempting thought. Filling her up with my eggs will truly bind her to me. There’ll be no escape from me… ever.
As my thoughts swirl over my sadistic tendencies, she looks up. She notices me standing at a distance, watching her closely. Worry and confusion write over her soft features before she cautiously returns back to work.
At least you’re finally aware of me,I think.
I decide to walk away for now, knowing that this won’t be our last encounter. I just wanted to implant myself in her little mind, so it won’t come as a surprise later on.
“You’re finally alone, slave girl,”I mutter as I approach the forge.
It’s been a few days since I’ve come here. Work has been quite busy as of late. I found time in my schedule to check on certain things. As if Oella, the goddess of order, had planned it just for me, she’s the only one working today.
Her back is turned towards me, and I fight the urge to just grab her. I quickly find myself approaching her, stalking her like prey. I don’t make a sound until my sword clinks against a table.
She turns around at the noise and gasps upon seeing me. She backs away against the table, knocking things on the floor.
I snicker. “Aren’t you a clumsy thing?”
She lowers her head as her eyes dart around. I inch closer to her, leaving no room to escape.
“I-I’m sorry, I was just surprised–”
“If you’re apologizing, that means you’ve done something wrong,” I say, shoving the table to the side.
“No, I, I just…” she scrambles for words while struggling to look at me. “I’m sorry.”
“You have yet to say what you’re sorry for,” I say. I look over at the sword she cleaned. “You have good use for your hands. I wonder what else such fine, dainty fingers are able to do.”
She swallows hard, holding her hands over her belly and shaking. She stares at the floor, not daring to look up at me. I take a step closer, making sure my feet hit the ground loudly.
“Why aren’t you looking at me? I won’t bite.” I look down at her lips. “Unless you want me to.”
A small little gasp escapes her, prompting her to lift her gaze. She realizes how close I am and backs away toward the wall. Frowning, I approach her, looking down at her small figure.
She shakes while locking eyes with me. A fire brews inside my chest as her eyes get wider, waiting to see what I’ll do. The slight breeze blowing through the smithy changes directions, blowing Krista’s delectable scent toward me.
I let my tongue slide from between my lips, tasting the air as I hold her gaze. Fear, anticipation… arousal.
She likes this. She wants this.
