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“I’ve waited over a year and a half to get my hands on you, Iris. The last thing I’d ever do is leave you. You are safe here. I promise. You need this, you know that. You need to let someone else take it all for you, and that’s my purpose in life. I can help you forget.”
She searched my face, like she didn’t quite believe me. “What do you mean? More than a year and a half?”
It was my job to make her believe it. Now and always.
“The harvest festival before last, that was when I first saw you. I couldn’t believe it then that you might actually want me as much as I wanted you, but here we are and all you need to know is you’re mine. And I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want to this perfect body. I will protect it and care for it. It’s the most valuable thing I fucking own.”
I pressed her up against the wall, making her chains clatter. What I needed her to understand was that everything—every conversation, every movement, was up to me. So I took hold of her dress, right above her tits, and with three ferocious yanks I ripped the fabric right down the middle, revealing first her bare breasts, then her creamy belly, and finally her pussy and those ball-busting, child-bearing hips. I let the fabric drop at her feet and then took a few steps back. Her shit covered common dress had no place on her perfection.
She was every inch the goddess I had imagined—better, even. So much better than the fantasy I’d jacked off to for all that time. And she made me so hard, I wanted to burn the castle to the ground.
But as I had so many times for her sake, I denied my basest instinct. Before I had my way with her, I needed to clean her up. I grabbed the basin from the table as well as a clean white cloth. And then, inch by inch, limb by limb, I bathed her.
She responded to my touch with moans and writhes. I checked every inch of her perfect body for injury from those fucking assholes that had been at the farm. I cleaned her scrapes and her wounds, and then dried her with a fresh towel.
Once I was through bathing her body, I stepped back to admire her perfect shape. The only thing that would’ve made her more beautiful then was milk for my baby dripping from her tits. Her belly full and round with our next child.
I placed my hand to her throat, hard enough to make her feel my power. Her eyes widened as she stared up at me, unblinking.
“I promise you two things. I will never leave you. And I will always protect you. But beyond that…” I parted her folds with my fingers. “You’re at my motherfucking mercy.”
Her wetness ran out of her like a fucking flood. I felt her moan against my palm at the same time as I heard it. Her nipples were hard, her pussy was wet. She was both turned on and afraid. “Now we’re talking.”
“Are you…” Her breath caught in her throat. “Are you going to hurt me?”
“Yes, sweetheart, I’m gonna hurt you. But I will never harm you.”
I penetrated her sweet cunt with my finger. She was goddamned tight and only opened up far enough to take one of my fingers, even though I wanted to give her three. Her hymen was pushing me out and it made me fucking insane.
Iris moaned out a sigh of pleasure as I pressed my palm against her clit. But as I began to finger her harder, she looked up at me. Afraid, yet again.
Fuck yeah.
“I’m… Don’t forget, Randal. I’ve never done this before.”
“As if this tight little pussy could belong to anyone but a virgin. You think I’d fucking forget that?” I said, compressing both her clit and throat harder, letting her feel my rage. “You think I forget anything you ever say to me?”
Iris shook her head. She bit her lip so hard it made a white welt cut through the perfect pink.
“No.”
“No, Sir,” I corrected her.
“No, Sir,” she said in return.
“Good girl.” I pulled my fingers from her and held my palm up to her mouth. “But look at the mess you made.”
Without my asking, she shut her eyes and licked my palm clean. She was learning fast. Fuck, this was going to be good. She was fucking dirty about it—nasty long greedy licks. That tongue was going to look perfect on my cock.
I made her suck my fingers as I kneaded my palm against her clit. When she sucked my thumb clean, I pulled it from her tight lips with a pop. She was breathing hard; the sharp line of her collarbone rose and fell with each pant.
