Page 34 of A Snake By Name


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I start to walk off. Krista scurries behind, reaching for my arm. She interlocks her arm with mine, just as I’ve told her to do. When she holds on to me like this, I can’t help but find it humorous how small her hand is compared to my bicep.

Little things such as this satiate my need to control her. Her holding my arm gives me the right to move her around as I please. It feels almost like she is my pet on a leash, instructed to come by my side and follow. I thought she'd argue about it when I first told her, but to my pleasant surprise, she immediately obeyed.

“What were you talking about with that male slave?” I ask her, keeping my anger at bay.

She looks down sheepishly. “It was nothing, just a casual encounter. He wanted to know about the workload for next week.”

“You seemed to like his company.”

She looks up at me confused, tilting her head. “I don’t think I understand...”

I stop walking, pulling her in front of me. With my brute strength, she flails about and nearly loses her balance. I grab both sides of her arms and then lift her face up to me.

Her eyes widen in anticipation, wondering what I’ll do to her this time. So many ideas run through my head, and I can’t choose the best option. If I were to just walk in a room and tell her to jump, she’d do it without hesitation. I hold that much power over her.

I look down at her lips, parted slightly. With my thumb, I graze over them, feeling the soft and sultry texture that only I can taste.

A growl erupts from my chest. “It’d be wise of you to not have such a carefree expression.”

“Carefree?”

I nod. “Remember where you are. Human slaves count as livestock. You’re a daette waiting to be preyed on.”

She swallows but doesn’t look away from me. A heat spreads in my body as well, being enchanted by the way her eyes capture the moonlight. So large and naïve, imprinting on the first beast that took ownership of her.

“Do you understand?” I ask, my tone low and firm.

“But he’s a slave, too –”

I pull her towards me. “I don’t care. You are mine. If I say to jump, you’ll jump. If I tell you to eat from my hands, you will. If I tell you to get on your knees, get on your knees. Don’t talk so freely withthem.”

She still hesitates, and I pull her once more.

“Do. You. Understand?”

The dazed look she had when looking at the flowers is now directed at me. The heat turns into a blaze when I finally get what I want. Krista puts her hand over mine and slowly nods.

“Yes, Lasta, I understand.”

“If they speak to you, you are to act formally towards them and get out of the conversation as soon as possible.”

“I will.”

A smirk spreads on my face. I’m treading through the waters of how far I can go. How far Krista’s willing to go if it means obeying my every word.

My desire to exert dominance over here becomes greater by the second. I know there's no stopping point anymore for me. Especially since the uncouth part of me stirs awake when I see her reactions. Her own desire to be submissive tome.

“If I tell you that your gaze belongs to me only, what do you say?”

She bites her lower lip. “I will no longer look at anyone else.”

I growl. “Good answer.”

My hand travels down to her waist, clutching the fabric of her dress. If I decide to, I can just rip it from her and tell her to walk around naked – we’re alone after all. However, we’re not too far from the main building, so a gardener or a soldier could spot her.

And no one will look upon what’s mine and live.

After that thought in mind, I pull Krista, leading her to a more private area. Away from the prying eyes of the palace and where the moon washes over the territory. We can never be too careful during our trysts. It always needs to be the right time and place.

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