Chapter 54 SABRINAâS POV:
âI donât want to have sex with you! And Iâm not a slut. And stop talking. About Caldan!â
Itâs embarrassing enough that I have to suffer through being aroused after being spanked by this man..but him constantly bringing Caldan up is making me feel all shades of guilty.
âAre you really sure about that?â He hissed, his dark eyes narrowed to red siit.
âNo! Iâm not testing anything, I would like to leave, thank you.â
âLeave?â He scoffed. He crossed the space between us before I could blink. He trapped my body between his and the wall, leaving no room for me to escape the prison between him and the wall. âYouâre not going anywhere till I say so.â
My blood turned to ice in my veins just by looking up at him. The mere look of rage in his eyes was enough to make me pass out, and t was a sheer miracle I was still on my feet.
âYouâre telling me that if I touched you right now, you wouldnât be wet, the second time that evening? Is that it?â
âIâm saying you wonât touch me.â I spat back in anger, anger mixed with nervousness.
He grabbed my chin, his hand clamped over my mouth and preventing me from speaking. His body pressed up against mine and I could feel the sharp and defined muscles of his body under the robe.
His free hand grabbed my thigh. Is that my imagination or does he have claws right now?!
Not just the very sharp claws digging into the soft skin of my thighs, but it looks like his fangs are getting longer too. My eyes widened in fear and my heart began to race. A cold sweat dropped down my spine.
âYou are a very stubborn woman,â He growled, his voice sounding like something between man and beast. His eyes are glowing now, and I swear to heavens Iâm scared!
And yet ..and even though Iâm shaking and terrified and want nothing more than to run from here, I can feel a bead of arousal down my thigh.
The king smirked, as if he knew what was going in with my body. âNo,â I tried to protest, but my voice came out like a weak whimper. Unable to hold his gaze anymore, I turned my head to the side. His hand slipped under my dress to my thigh, and this time he was dangerously close. I grabbed his hand, as if by doing so I would be able to pry him of me. My efforts were all in vain.
His lips brushed my neck, and I felt his tongue dart out and lick my skin. I moaned, my eyes fluttered shut.
âNo, no please.â I choked out a sob.
Caldan. I have to think of Caldan. If I imagine itâs Caldan holding me this way, his hand creeping eve so slowly up my thigh, his lips on my neck. If I imagine itâs Caldan, then this will be a whole lot bearable.
Just when he was about to touch me, his hand slipped up to my naked hip and squeezed. In my minds eye, itâs Caldan. Itâs Caldan holding me.
My body trembled and I felt my thighs tremble. âCaldan, ah...â I moaned softly, my head tilting back.
The king froze. His hand on my hip slipped and I felt those claws cut through my skin. I hissed in pain, and that shattered the illusion I had managed to build in my head.
I turned to face the king. The intensity of his eyes had subdued, and his gaze held mine without flinching. My chest heaved. and my cheeks burned red. I felt hot all over, embarrassingly wet, and terrified.
The king stepped back from me, and I nearly fell.
âGo to your room. He said, his tone back to normal.
âI want to return to the harem house.â I said, my voice firmer than normal.
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