Page 87 of Volatile Waters

Her gasp was almost pathetic as she cheered at the idea of the boy anywhere near her. “How? Will you fly him here?”

So, I sneered, “Only if I plan to profit from him.”

She stared to the wall where she heard Kirill manhandling a slave. “No. I don’t want that.” I was done with hearing her caring ways for Reether, so I got up to start our training. It would be a distraction for her. “Wait!” I should’ve corrected her insolence as she rushed toward me. “How will I get to see him then?”

After opening the door, I placed my chair in the hallway. “You will earn it.”

“But—”

I held up my hand to silence her while returning to her room, shutting the door behind me. I needed to instill a very important lesson. I didn’t need any more rumors of my obsession spreading. And, it was already clear she was going to be as special to me as Wolf was. “Conversations are not protocol between slaves and masters. If you wish to continue them, they must be kept private.”

Fire eagerly nodded. “What about being monitored?”

I had told her that I was watching. I pulled my remote from my front pocket and held it up for her to see. “At my discretion.”

“Oh… May I ask how I will see Link?”

Now, she was poking at a raw nerve. Not wise. “I’ve already answered that question. You will earn it, as you will everything I give you. Now, take off your clothes.” Maybe being naked will get you more focused on me.

She took a tentative step back, away from me. “S-So soon? I-I-I’m scared.”

Now, I had her full attention. My eyes euphorically slid shut. “Music to my ears.”

“Hey!”

My eyes snapped open to discipline the hell out of my unruly pet, but what I saw was too magnificent to snuff out. Tiny fists hung next to taut thighs that were balanced on trembling knees. Her shoulders were full of false power I decided to respect. Fire was taking a stand. “You promised a warm shower before we…” She couldn’t even say the word “sex” to me. Her hands nervously fluttered about between us to finish her sentence silently.

She was so wonderfully innocent; I couldn’t wait to taste her.“I thought my word meant nothing to you?”

She readjusted her nervous legs. “Well, here is your chance to prove me wrong.” For a few moments, I pondered the complications that could arise if I gave into her. Not wanting another Valerie on my hands, I was about to refuse her. But then she almost whispered, “Please, prove me wrong… Master.”

Two slaves, in one day, obeyed me. Their obedience, which I didn’t deserve, struck me in the chest.