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Rufus was right. Felix wanted her all the time. In his dreams, he ravished her for hours, then woke to find his cock so hard he had to rub it to relieve the discomfort. While he didn’t envy Rufus for having her during the night, he wished he could offer Bethan his love. However, it wasn’t what the seer had told him to do. The old man, who came highly recommended by his patrons, had been adamant Felix should not fall in love and allow another that pleasure. What Felix was required to do was ensure his pleasure was paramount. He’d been convinced it had been. He enjoyed fucking her. The novelty had not weakened and he’d not desired any other women since he’d met Bethan. He encountered other young women in the nearby settlements, and though they fluttered their eyelashes and smiled at him, they did nothing to awaken his desires. Only Bethan had that ability. Rufus was right—she was the girl for him.
Now he had to punish her for the sake of his land. She might not have consciously disobeyed him, but perhaps she’d not shown him enough respect. She often answered him back or spoke out of turn, as she had just done in the courtyard. She’d touched him without permission, too. Thinking about it, he’d been too lenient with her. Perhaps that was why the land was turning to rock.
Rufus had followed him into the back room where the altar was covered with icons and figurines. Felix burnt incense every day, which was costly. He lit another burner and inhaled the pleasant fragrance. Behind him, Rufus cleared his throat.
“You won’t harm her, will you?” Rufus was so in love with the girl. His young heart beat strongly for her every night without fail.
Felix looked over his shoulder. “No. She might leave here with a sore bottom, but I won’t allow her to suffer in torment. She is strong, you know that. But she must submit. I can’t force her to do this or it will not be an appeasement.”
“Her ass is virgin. She told me, that abomination of her husband did nothing more than poke it. But your cock is thicker than a thumb.”
Felix chuckled. “It is indeed. But is that not the point of a punishment—to have her bear it? I shall not enjoy punishing her arse this first time. After, when she is accomplished in the art, she will take it well and find her pleasure.” He couldn’t deny the thought of taking her virgin ass hardened his cock, but only if she submitted. It hadn’t in the past when he’d been commanded to do it by wicked masters; he’d fought back and been whipped for failing to comply.
“I will do it, Master.” Her tiny voice carried over from the doorway where she stood.
Again, she’d spoken without permission. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. “You enter when you should not, slave.”
“Then punish me, Master. I know I must have wronged you in many ways. I’m churlish sometimes. I rise later than the other slaves—”
“At my bidding,” interrupted Rufus.
“I don’t always complete my chores when asked.”
“You’re making excuses for his benefit,” Rufus snapped.
“Enough,” Felix growled in frustration. The decision wasn’t simply about the land. He’d slaves to feed and keep in good health. His responsibilities lay beyond the girl he’d chosen not to love out of kindness. If he loved her, then doing this would be difficult beyond belief. Denying her his love was a sma
ll mercy. Part of him wished it was otherwise. “The goddesses wish to be placated and they shall be. She is strong. You will see, Rufus, how strong our girl is when challenged.” He wagged his finger at Bethan. “Come closer, into the light.”
She shuffled forward. “Yes, Master. What must I do?”
“You will take off your clothes, bend over this as you do, and I shall spank you until your ass is red.”
Her cheeks flushed pink. “I can do that. I can take your hand. I’ve done it before.”
He admired her bravery, but he’d yet to test it fully. “Then, your ass cheeks will be parted and your hole oiled. If you tense, it will hurt, so you must be a good girl and not tense.”
“I don’t understand.” She seemed uncommonly bewildered.
“Bethan.” Rufus rested his hand on her shoulder. “Felix will fuck your asshole. Punish it with his cock until he comes. He needs to plant his seed there, then hopefully it will bring rain.”
“But… my bottom hasn’t had a man’s cock in it.” She covered her hand with her mouth. “Won’t it ruin me?”
Felix cupped her sweet face in his hands. “No, no. I shall be careful. However, this will not be easy for you. I must not hold back and you will likely cry and scream.”
Rufus squeezed her shoulder. “I shall help, sweetness. I shall calm you as he enters.”
“Do you agree to this punishment?” Felix dropped his hands and stared down her wide-open eyes. “Well?”
If she said no, he would have to find another to replace her—an intolerable thought.
Chapter Thirteen
Punishment did not seem an appropriate word. Bethan believed she’d done nothing wrong, at least nothing that warranted such a crude form of discipline. What she had to accept was that by agreeing to be this vessel of the gods, she had to become the land and if the ground cracked open and refused to turn green, then she must offer up her own vulnerabilities for the pleasure of the fertility goddesses. She thought they were a little greedy with their demands—it wasn’t as if she could change the weather.
Felix was passionate about many things, including religion, although like many under the influence of the Romans, he didn’t seem to particularly care what he worshipped, only the ones that were the best for what he needed. Rufus remained neutral, as he did with many matters. What pleased her was that he managed to question Felix’s authority sufficiently for her to trust Felix. Sometimes, as her father once told her, the chief of a tribe needed to explain his reasoning, and not rely on the blind faith of his followers.
He could punish her ass, if that was what he desired, because she wanted to feel him in her. She had a constant yearning for him—the strong hands around her waist, the commanding tone of voice, and the absolute certainty he was doing the right thing. No man had ever taken control of her life with such determination. Rufus, who might love her—and she wasn’t sure yet if he did—was also bold, but not a leader like Felix.
