“But I wasn’t, was I? I wasamazing. It’s like I have some sort of martial arts training. Or gymnastics. Not Jiu Jitsu, I don’t think, but something, anyway… amateur javelin throwing?”
“Kim!”
Oh, right. We’re arguing. I sigh. “Look, if my presence is going to set the Alphas off like that, maybe I shouldn’t live in the palace.”
“That’s not an option,” he says, his tone harsh.
“Okay, then maybe I can train with you or something…”
“Absolutely not.”
“Why not?” I snap. Aurus isn’t the only one who can lose his temper. “What’s the harm?”
“It is not proper Omega behavior.”
“Well, I’m not a proper Omega!”
“That is certainly true,” he mutters, and my cheeks get hot.
“Whatever.” It’s not like I want to be a proper Omega. Who cares what Goldprick thinks? “Maybe you should send me back and get another Omega. A better one.” I ignore the painful clench of my insides.
“That is not an option,” he growls, and pounces.
My thighs spread automatically for him, as if I have no command of my own body. No free will. No say. “Why not?” I gasp as the huge head of his cock nudges my sex.
“You will never leave me.” He begins to inch his way inside me, and I close my eyes.
“Then expect a lot moredisastersin the future…” I threaten, even as a delicious ache washes through my lower half.
“Again, that is not an option. You will submit. You will obey.”
“Not going to happen,” I say between panting moans.
“Then you will be punished.” He pushes his way fully inside me.
Somehow, the pain of it only makes the pleasure more intense. My clit gives a long, slow thump of longing. Will I ever be able to resist this golden king?
“Starting now,” he continues, his tone full of menace. “You will atone for your sins.”
“What sins?” I try to summon outrage, but my voice comes out breathless.
“You ignored my orders and showed up to the training grounds and made a spectacle of yourself.”
“That wasn’t my fault!” Well, not entirely…
“You tore up your gown and entered a field full of Alphas—while in estrus, no less!” His voice is rising. He’s all the way inside me now but he’s not moving.
Part of me wants him to start fucking me. Part of me wants to punch him in the face… and make him pound me into the bed. My pussy is burning even as the slick leaks from it, dripping down to coat my ass.
“You were as good as naked—that gown hid nothing. As it was designed to do. What my courtesans wear is intended for my eyes only.”
“Is that what I am? Acourtesan?” Outraged, I begin to squirm beneath him. There’s another emotion there besides my anger.
Hurt.
Aurus means nothing to me. Why should I care what he sees me as?
“No, little Omega. You know you are more than that. So much more.”
