Alpha Kael's POVThe fire’s warmth did nothing to chase the chill that had settled into my chest. She knelt there, slick with oil, the faint scent of jasmine clinging to her skin. The linen she wore was thin, clinging to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Every curve, every swell, every subtle line of her body glistened under the flickering firelight and still, she dared to resist me.Her eyes, wide and defiant, met mine even as her hands moved slowly, hesitantly, at my command. I had instructed her to touch herself and she did, inch by inch, tentatively, trembling with embarrassment, fury and something I couldn't quite place just yet.Who cares? She was being humiliated and that was enough for me.I watched her carefully, studying the way her heart throbbed at the base of her throat, the way the oil caught the light along her collarbone, highlighting the lines of her body that begged to be claimed. Every inch of her skin, exposed and glistening, challenged my restraint
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