He wants her
1210 Words
Hans walked the few steps away from the princess. Standing so close to her was f*****g with his mind. He could barely keep his distance from her as it was. She looked so delicate and enticing that he wanted to close the gap that separated them.
Take her in his arms and find the source of the delicious smell that seemed to radiate from her.
And then Liam had to say the most enticing words he’s ever heard in his entire life - He’s going to be your master and lord for the coming weeks to make you compliant to my every request.
Fuck.
What was this about? What was Liam thinking?
He wanted him to what? Break her!
What was he thinking offering him a delicate flower like her?
Hans shook his head at the images that filled his mind at the thought of taking her on and showing her the pleasures of the body. Hans swallowed the groan that form in his throat as he pictured the princess stripped naked and tied to his bed, her body open just for him.
But he doubted that’s what Liam had in mind. That couldn’t be it at all.
She was a fucken princess…he couldn’t touch her like the other women who came to the pits.
No. Not like that.
“What is this about?” Hans asked the minute Liam stood in front of him. He watched the glee in Liam’s eyes. The bastard was enjoying this moment too much that he couldn’t hide it. Hans wondered what the princess has done to incur Liam’s wrath.
“Nothing that concerns you.” Liam answered him his eyes still on the woman.
“She’s not like the other women you offer to the pits, she a princess,” Hans said keeping the fact that she was she could be his mate to himself. It couldn’t be real anyway…a princess for him – there was no way.
“So? It’s still none of your concern.” Liam turned to him. And Hans took in the flare of his nostrils. The little fucker thought he could intimidate him.
Hans took a menacing step closer to him.
“But you want me to keep her here as my prisoner.”
“Don’t suddenly develop feelings on me Hans. This is the same job you’ve done for me over the years. I need you to make he pliant, soft and gagging for me. Break her and I’ll compensate you greatly for your trouble. Simple.”
Hans ground his teeth and clenched his fists.
It wasn’t that simple, Hans whirled away from Liam. He scratched at his temples.
This wasn’t about money or the Ruben Stones that made life in the pits bearable.
Did Liam know what he was asking him to do? This wasn’t just any woman. She was…
Hans swallowed as he thought of the ways, he broke his women for the pleasure of men who came to the pits.
Fuck….
He didn’t think he could do those things to her. He couldn’t be her master not like that. The women who came to the pits had no choice but to take what he dished out. There was no other alternative for them, and Liam made sure of that. Hans didn’t think he could strip the princess of the Underlands of her dignity like that.
Hans was silent for too long that he heard Liam’s harsh whisper close by.
“If you don’t do this. I will find someone who will. Ravie will be happy to take her off your hands.”
Of course he would. Hans didn’t even have to think to know that the small man will relish the task. And she wouldn’t even recognize herself after he was done with her. Ravie liked his women or men defeated.
“Are there any limits?” he said through gritted teeth, his anger rising. Liam knew his weakness.
“Now, you’re talking.” Liam leaned closer to him, draping his left arm over his shoulder as if they were best friends. “You can do whatever you like. But her virginity is mine.” He clapped him on his back and walked to the princess.
“She’s all yours.” Liam said with bow and then walked to the door, Ramelock following close behind. Hans stared after them not sure what do next. What did he just agree to?
Dammit!!!!
He wiped his hand over his face feeling the frustration he’d tried to f**k out of his system return with a vengeance. His body turned warm, making him wish he could fling the damn robe off his body. The burning sensation at the back of his neck that forced him to f**k like an animal started crawling down to settle at the end of his spine.
Shit…he couldn’t go back there, not with her here.
Hans turned to her only to find her staring at him. Her eyes shone bright with a glow he couldn’t decipher.
Hans stared back at her. And she didn’t look away.
“You’ll do well not to stare at me like that,” Hans said walking closer to her. He stretched his neck trying to release the tension there, as his beast reared up, accepting her challenge.
Claim her…
Hans puffed air out of his nose feeling the heat of those simple word as he got closer to her. The need to reach out to her was overwhelming. He could feel his whole body buzzing with need. His c**k twitched under the robe. And Hans breathed deep taking her scent into his lungs.
Mmmmhmm…he hummed as his fingers trailed over something smooth and soft. The heat there seeped into his skin turning the burning sensation at the end of his spine into an inferno.
“Tshh,” Kenda gasped, and took a step away from him. Hans looked down. He hadn’t even realized that he was touching her and was still touching her. His fingers tightened around her wrist all of their own accord.
Fuck…he wanted her beneath him that very minute.
He needed to get her out of there.
A tension filled silence ensued between them filled with a s****l tension that Kenda could feel like a tangible being.
She bit the inside of her mouth as a tingling sensation climbed up her arm from where the mammoth of a man was touching her. She had no other way to describe him.
He was huge. He towered over her, getting into her personal space – making her aware of the heat that radiated from him in waves. And that scent…
Huh…
Kenda pulled at her hand and he still wouldn’t let go.
“Let go.” She commanded.
Hans just stared at her not moving.
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