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‘Yes, looking much better as you said,’ he says, drawing me closer and tipping up my chin to stare at me in the light.
He glances at my clothes and frowns. ‘Interesting choice of attire, though,’ he remarks.
Dane shrugs. ‘It’s how she came to us.’
Reyn nods. ‘I’d suggest something with a bit more accessibility like Gwennie there,’ he murmurs absently as he feels the sides of my neck and down to my clavicle.
I resist the urge to slap his hands away.
‘Yes, much better.’ He pats my head. ‘You’ll feel right as rain in two or three more days, girl.’
He looks at the fae males behind me. ‘I’m very happy with her progress. You’ve been taking care of her,’ he admits a bit reluctantly.
‘We have,’ Dane agrees.
‘Well, I’d say a bit of light exercise is necessary for her to regain her strength. A little discipline should be all right now if necessary, and, of course, release as needed. Keep up with the tea for four or five more days. Have you released her yet?’
I glance at Kallum, wondering what Reyn would say if he were told I’d done it myself. It’s probably against the law, I decide. Too much autonomy for a slave girl to determine for herself when she wants to feel pleasure.
‘Not yet,’ Kallum answers, his eyes finding mine.
Reyn makes a noncommittal sound just as Gwennie squeals. We all look over to see a large, human man towering over her by the hearth. He’s shirtless and wearing a pair of cotton breeches. He has Gwennie by the throat, and her eyes are wide, but he’s looking at me as he kisses her hard.
‘Ah, don’t worry about Gwennie,’ Reyn says with a chuckle as the human steers Gwennie over to the table and bends her over it, pulling up her skirts with his eyes still fixed directly on me. ‘She’s in the human equivalent of a heat, which happens monthly. I’ve given my bull, Enrek, leave to breed her, so he’s been taking her whenever the mood strikes him.’
I’ve seen my fair share of humans being treated badly, but my horror must show on my face because Dane moves into my line of sight, blocking me from seeing what’s happening and the bull from watching me as he plows Gwennie. I cringe as I hear her squeal in pain, and my eyes lock onto Dane’s.
‘Do you mind telling him to do that elsewhere?’ Dane murmurs. ‘Our human female is …’
Reyn glances at me with even more interest. ‘She’s never been mounted?’
‘Yes, and I’d hate for her to become fearful of being,’ Dane clears his throat and spits the last word as if the very sound of it on his lips is distasteful, ‘bred.’
‘Of course.’ Reyn nods benevolently. ‘Enrek, take Gwennie to the other room,’ he orders.
‘Yes, Healer Reyn,’ he grunts, picking the girl up easily and disappearing quickly through the archway.
‘There,’ he says with an indulgent smile at me. ‘The untried ones can get a bit fearful when they see other females being rutted.’ He pats me again as though I’m an adorable lesser creature. ‘Gwennie was the same. The first few times I allowed Enrek to have her, she got herself into such a state that I had to put her in the block for him.’ He looks thoughtful. ‘Actually, now I come to think of it, I had to release her in it as well until she realized it was for her own good and that fighting me wasn’t going to do anything but get her disciplined. The number of times I had to redden her arse before I gave her release …’ He chuckles in his reverie and ruffles my hair. ‘But she learned, and so will you, I’m sure.’
‘The block?’ Grey mutters.
I cast him an angry look when Reyn isn’t watching. I do NOT want to know what the block is!
‘A very useful piece of equipment,’ Reyn says. ‘Here, I’ll show you. Bring your female.’
My heart sinks as he walks to the other side of the room and opens a cupboard. Inside is a long, wooden block with three holes in a line: one small, one large, and another small.
Reyn draws me forward, and I don’t fight, but I see Kal’s jaw tighten as the Healer opens the block, bends me at the waist, and firmly places my head and wrists inside the half circles. He shuts it again with an ominous click, and I find that my head and arms are stuck.
I struggle for a moment, trying not to panic. All I can see is the back wall of the cupboard. I freeze as I feel a hand on my arse.
‘There. As you can see, it’s perfect for letting the bulls rut if the female is, at the beginning, at least, a little unwilling. The frightened creature can’t hurt herself, and the bull can mount her without a fuss.’
Dane steps into my view, his lips in a grim line. I look down and try not to cry as the hand runs up my slit through my trousers.
‘And it’s perfect for releasing a nervous female with care. Especially the ones whose masters are new to the process and may have accidentally been too rough.’ Bile rises in my stomach, and I swallow hard as Reyn continues.
‘If you like, you can show me your technique now.’
