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“He touched you,” I said as I took hold of the back of her neck, pulling her face to mine.
“He did.” Her whisper was barely heard against the sound of the running water.
“You’re mine. Mine,” I growled as I flipped her wet body around to face the tile wall. I took hold of each of her wrists and placed her hands to help steady her.
She would need it.
My inner demon demanded to take back what was mine.
My father would not be the last man to touch her this night.
“You will be mine in all ways. Always,” I proclaimed. She nodded furiously.
I released her wrists and was pleased to see she kept her hands where I had placed them. I took hold of her hips and yanked her lower half toward my hard cock. I wanted her ass out and ready for me. I then took my wet finger and pushed it into her anus without any warning.
She tensed but didn’t break her position. “Montgomery…”
“Mine,” was all I could say as I inched my finger deeper into her ass, spreading her for what would come next.
Moving my finger side to side, pumping it in and out, I worked her tight little hole in preparation. She moaned and mewled each time I opened her wider, but she never resisted.
My cock throbbed, but I wanted her ready. I wanted to claim this ass of hers. I wanted to make her scream my name. I wanted her to never forget who she belonged to—regardless of what fucker touched her or even looked at her with dark fantasies in their minds.
But her tight little ass wasn’t ready. Not for my size… not yet. And since my patience was thin—extremely fucking thin, I shoved my cock into her wet pussy with one forceful thrust.
I kept my finger rooted in her ass as I pounded in and out of her.
I wasn’t easy. Far from gentle.
I abused her pussy with every single movement of my hips. I fucked her like I was beating a man—aggressive and hard. I spread that asshole of hers with my hand as I fucked her tiny cunt. My balls slapped against her, and the resonance of shower, wet bodies, and moans of erotic pleasure drove me to the cliff.
“I’m yours,” she screamed out as her pussy pulsated around my cock. “I’m yours!”
16
Grace
I woke up with a start, my arms flying to cover my nakedness. Except I wasn’t naked anymore. I was wearing an unnecessarily thick cotton nightgown and now it was covered in sweat.
It had been a nightmare. Just a nightmare.
Except that wasn’t true, because I lived through it last night. A long shudder wracked my body.
And all of a sudden, I had to get the hell out of here. The walls were closing in. I didn’t know if I could do this anymore.
I glanced over the edge of the bed and saw Montgomery sleeping soundly.
What time was it? The light coming in the window was gray, not pitch black. It must be close to morning. The Manor should be quiet.
I stole out of bed, the opposite side from where Montgomery was sleeping, and pulled on another thick robe and some slippers. Even though I was hot, the extra cover felt like armor in this place where they were determined to constantly strip me naked.
And then, wincing at each creak of the floorboards, I crept to the door and snuck out.
I’d learned my way around the Manor the past few weeks and found my way to the servant’s staircase Mrs. Hawthorne had led me up that very first evening.
Soundlessly, I ran down the stairs, carefully peeking around the door to the kitchen. Just my luck Mrs. H would be there at whatever ungodly hour of morning this was, sipping tea and just waiting to catch wayward belles.
But all was dark and quiet, and I made a run for it, fleeing for the door off the kitchen. Then finally, blessedly, I dashed out into the freedom of the outdoors.
The second I stepped outside the manor, a huge weight lifted off me.
For a second I glanced toward the driveway and further toward the Avenue of Oaks they were all so proud of, leading away from this twisted place. If I jogged and set a good pace, I could be gone before sunrise.
And then I turned away from it, frowning and confused. Montgomery had taken me down to the lake on the southeast edge of the property on a walk last week, and I fled toward it instead.
When I got there, I was so overheated, I immediately flung off my outer robe. And then I stared at the lake in frustration.
The sky had lightened enough that I could make out the pristine scene of the perfectly placid lake. The birds were just beginning to wake and sing.
