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wife has delivered their child, I ll be ready for you alone. Now part your thighs.
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She averted her face, hiding her fury. He needed to believe she was defeated,
malleable, his to command. He could still refuse to send her. Bending her knees, he
restrained her ankles then turned his attention to the stimulator s case. He clamped her
nipples with separate triggers. She clenched her teeth. The tiny pinch was nothing
compared to the sensations soon to follow.
Tell me about Matthias. Was he young or old?
Don t do this, Sir. She hated the panic in her voice and the weakness it revealed.
You don t need to motivate me. I ll tell you everything.
I know you will. He clamped her clit. She cried out, twisting her hips and tugging
against the restraints. Young or old?
Younger than I expected. She panted, each breath increasing the pressure on her
nipples. Desolate and alone, she braced for the agony, wondering how long it would
take to appease his demons this time.
Did you want him to fuck you?
She closed her eyes, trembling. Anything she said would only provoke him.
You want him still, don t you? He sneered. I can see it in your eyes.
Her eyes were closed!
Akim activated the stimulator. Bryce whimpered, tears escaping the corners of her
eyes.
If you would only learn to please me, I wouldn t be forced to punish you.
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Chapter Four
Bryce tossed on her thin cushion, suspended between wakefulness and dreams.
Vivid copper eyes haunted her, mocking her with their indifference, while warm hands
moved over her exhausted body, soothing her, comforting her ravaged senses. It had
been so long since anyone touched her with tenderness. She craved the simple luxury of
gentleness.
Fear flowed into her sleep-muddled brain. Why was she afraid? The emotion
intensified, penetrating her mind, vibrating her empathic receptors. A low moan drew
her attention to the bed. Akim tossed, muttering incomprehensible phrases as his arms
batted away imagined assailants.
Another nightmare. She heaved a ragged sigh and watched him writhe. For three
ruthless hours he d kept her in agony, stimulating her senses until she wept for release.
His demons had been stubborn tonight. Echoes of the painful tension still gripped her
core. Her clit felt raw and swollen. Her breasts ached.
No! Devastation tore through the word, a blast of emotion amplifying the sound.
Goose bumps broke out on her arms, and her heart lurched. It had been months since
Akim had had a nightmare. She d begun to hope he d finally conquered them.
When she was fourteen, Fahbit had summoned her from the harem to disperse his
son s emotional torment. Bryce could still remember the pleading expectancy in Fahbit s
eyes and the pathetic creature she d been instructed to tend.
Huddled in the corner of his chamber with his knees drawn up to his chest, Akim
had rocked rhythmically, his eyes vacant and wild. A servant warned that the prince
hadn t been right since his rescue eleven weeks before. Bryce hadn t been told
anything else about the young man she was expected to comfort.
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Another pathetic moan rent the night, dragging Bryce from her memories. Let the
bastard rot. He d certainly enjoyed her suffering. Dim lights illuminated the cabin. Akim
was terrified of the dark. Contorted with fear, his face was hardly recognizable.
Emotions bombarded her, driving the breath from her lungs and constricting her
throat. Terror, anguish, fury and utter devastation.
Bryce, he cried. Don t leave me!
He sprang up in bed and grabbed the chain attached to her collar. She resisted the
pull, bracing her feet against the edge of the bed. No! she shouted. Not tonight.
You ll get no comfort from me.
Scrambling to the foot of the bed, he grabbed her hair with one hand and her arm
with the other, dragging her onto the mattress. Pain seared her scalp. Tears swam
before her eyes. She screamed in fury and fear, striking out at him blindly. He swept her
beneath him, his heavy body holding her down. His mouth crushed hers, his tongue
plunging deep. Stunned and disoriented, she groaned, shoving against his chest. His
emotions assailed her. Her head pounded and her stomach heaved.
His hands moved over her naked body, cupping her breasts and parting her thighs.
He rocked his hips, grinding his crotch against her mound. His mouth moved hungrily,
his tongue stabbing deep. As he rubbed against her, suspicion spread through Bryce.
She concentrated on the press of his body no bulge, no ridge, it was almost as if
Make it stop, he sobbed. Make them stop!
Desperate to end his bizarre attack, she took his face between her hands and
absorbed his misery. A moan escaped her as grief inundated her being.
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