Morgan's POVI waited on my bed that evening and eventually, he was ushered in.He was shirtless, in only briefs, on his knees, and he looked mad hot.My lips curled upwards instantly, my core already throbbing. He had been well cleaned, and his features were more pronounced.I've never felt a reason to be naked when I made men serve me until today. I wanted this slave to adore me, every inch, so with his heavy gaze on me, I took off my top.He was unmoved. He portrayed no extra emotion, he just stared at my breasts shamelessly. It made me feel fucking stupid, but also excited.The more he resisted, the more I wanted to fulfill my quest. Imagine humiliating such a slave that was so full of himself.I crawled to the edge of the bed where he was, and I sat down while he kept kneeling.“What's your name? I know you can talk.”“Azriel.” He replied in a low whisper and I couldn't help it, I leaned towards him, and I touched his face.“Hmm, Azriel, I think I'll keep you. I'll pay you a l
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