Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
“From the moment I watched you at that first reception,” he admitted, his usually controlled voice rough with emotion. “You were so beautiful, so lost, so desperately in need of someone to show you what you truly are. I told myself it was just the mission, just the need to develop an asset. But when I finally had you here, when I saw how perfectly you responded to the training, I knew something else was at work—something even more ancient and mysterious than my brotherhood. Yes, I love you.”
CHAPTER 14
Aksel
Lorna looked at me with wide eyes, her astonishment so adorable that I couldn’t resist kissing her, long and gently, until I felt her hips twitch, and she whimpered up into my mouth. I broke the kiss slowly, studying Lorna’s flushed face in the soft light of my underground chamber. Her eyes still glistened with tears from our emotional confessions, but beneath that vulnerability, I could see the steel forming in her spine. My brave little vǫlva was beginning to understand what would be required of her.
“You’re right about the mission,” I said, my voice carrying the measured tone I used when discussing operational necessities. “But you’re looking at it from the wrong angle, little one.”
I rose from the bed, my muscles still warm from our intense session. As I crossed to the small sink in the corner of my house, I felt Lorna’s eyes following my every movement. The soft gasp she made when I began washing my cock—still impressive even in its softened state—sent a pulse of satisfaction, and reawakening arousal, through me. Even after everything I’d just enforced upon her, Lorna clearly remained mesmerized by my body, by the physical evidence of my dominance over her.
I took my time cleaning myself, letting her watch, letting her see how thoroughly I tended to the tool that had claimed every part of her. When I returned to the bed, I positioned myself behind her, pulling her back against my chest. My hand settled naturally around her throat—not squeezing, just resting there with possessive weight, fingers curling gently but dominantly enough to draw a whimper from Lorna’s lips. My other hand moved between her thighs, finding her still slick and swollen from our joining.
I made sure she could feel my cock beginning to harden against her bottom, that tender flesh still bearing the marks of my strap. The way she trembled at the contact told me everything about her state of mind.
“Listen carefully, my sweet bed thrall,” I murmured directly into her ear, letting my breath ghost across her skin. “I command you to offer yourself to Horakovsky.”
She stiffened in my arms, an audible sob half formed in her chest, but I continued before she could protest.
“More than that—you have my permission to enjoy what he does to you.” My fingers found her clit, circling with practiced precision as I felt her whole body react to my words. “In fact, I command you to enjoy it.”
“Herra, no—” she gasped, but her hips were already moving against my hand, her body’s needs and the beginnings of her training overriding her conscious resistance.
I shifted slightly, positioning myself at the warm entrance to the slick sheath between her thighs. I pushed inside her delectable fisse with one slow, inexorable thrust. She was so wet, so ready despite her emotional turmoil, that I slid home easily. The angle let me go deep while maintaining my grip on her throat, keeping her pinned against me as I began to move with deliberate, dominant strokes.
“You will climax for him,” I commanded, punctuating each word with a thrust. “Almost the way you come for your Herra. Your body will respond because I’ve trained it to respond. And knowing that you’re obeying me, even while in his hands, will make me so happy, Lorna. So proud of my wise vǫlva.”
Lorna
I cried out as much at Aksel’s dominant words as at the thrusts of his huge tool in my pussy. The sensation of him filling me so completely, combined with his command still echoing in my ears, sent conflicting waves of emotion crashing through me. Shame burned hot in my chest at the thought of letting that monster touch me, use me like one of his broken dolls. But beneath the shame, something darker and more primal responded to Aksel’s words with a pulse of liquid heat that made me clench around his thickness.
“No,” I sobbed, even as my hips began to move of their own accord, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Please don’t make me want it. I can’t bear the thought of—”
“You can and you will,” Aksel growled, his hand tightening slightly on my throat as he drove deeper. “Your body knows its purpose now. It will serve as I command, even in another man’s hands.”
The collar burned against my skin, and suddenly I found myself ascending toward the silver branches with more control than ever before. Instead of being pulled helplessly upward, I could direct my movement through Yggdrasil’s infinite canopy. The threads that had once seemed like an incomprehensible tangle now revealed themselves as paths I could follow.