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“That’s it, pet, scream for me.” He slammed harder, moving faster and faster to cut off Kira mid-scream as he ploughed her ass. “You’re mine. Say it.”

“I’m yours.”

“Yes.” He halted for the briefest of moments to drag her up and kiss her. She looked dazed, and if he wasn’t mistaken, besotted. “Nearly there, pet. You feel so fucking good.” He pushed her back down. “Take my cock like a good little slut,” he said, thrusting into her ass again and again, rough and hard, until he was filling her up with his cum and she was screaming and wailing as she made herself come for him. Made herself come for the vampire who was her enemy.

And even though he had tricked her, and even though he’d won, it hadn’t stopped him from falling in love with her.

But that was something he could never confess to her.

As the cum drained out of his cock, so did the brief sliver of hope that he could hold onto her. That she could be his forever.

Kira’s legs were shaking as she stood draped over the table. He helped hold her up, his cock still embedded inside her.

Her voice was soft as she spoke. “Can I…can I have a minute to myself?”

“Of course, pet.” She could have all the minutes she wanted after how well she’d taken him. But first… “Where is the plug?”

Kira’s head whipped round, her eyes widening in horror. “Please…no.”

“Where is the plug, pet?” he repeated.

“In m-my purse,” she stammered. “But surely you’re not going to…?”

Her question trailed off as realisation dawned on her face. She didn’t protest as he located the plug, and without lubricating it, pushed it back into her cum-filled ass.

She groaned as it seated fully, and he heard the satisfying squelch as the plug sealed his cum into her tight ass.

“Such a good little cumslut,” he whispered, caressing her face and leaving a trail of dampness on her cheek—her fluids, or his, he didn’t know.

Chapter 50

His Obedient Cumslut

Nathaniel

Nathaniel waited outside the jewellery shop for Kira. She had asked for a moment to compose herself, and he was more than willing to be patient.

He whistled softly, something he hadn’t done in a long time. The sun had come out, and he stood with his hands in his pockets and his coat draped over his arm, watching shoppers bustle along the street. He liked the atmosphere of the Capital, especially on the weekend when everyone wore eager smiles as they hurried from one place to another.

The low hum of chatter was accompanied by frequent bursts of laughter, and the aroma of food teased him from a nearby restaurant where diners clinked their glasses.

He was looking forward to showing Kira all that the city had to offer. She deserved to see it all. The botanical gardens were stunning. And if she wished to stay in the city until evening, he would happily take her out to dinner. There was a fine dining restaurant overlooking a lake that he was sure she’d enjoy.

Just like he would enjoy the prospect of knowing that she was filled with his cum, her tight ass stuffed with a girthy plug.

The mere thought was making him harden, and he adjusted his coat to hide his growing erection. He was still spent after taking Kira in the jewellery shop, but he would soon be ready to take her ass again.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Kira still hadn’t emerged from the shop. He grew restless, but didn’t want to rush her. They were in no hurry. But when ten more minutes passed, he grew concerned, and he knocked before re-entering the jewellery shop.

At least, he tried to—the door was locked.

“Kira?” he called, hammering his fist on the door.

Surely, the jeweller hadn’t hurt her? He was only a human, but then again, Kira’s guard had been down. His heart raced as he knocked on the door again. “Kira, are you all right?”

No answer.

He didn’t hesitate before breaking the door down. It flew off its hinges and landed with a crash inside the shop, shattering a glass cabinet.