The dragon king

Chapter 3

    My breath hitched as I felt myself surrounded in his grip. The memories of last night flooding my brain. His rough hand gripping my sore bottom holding me impossibly close. The thick velvet sheets giving out more warmth than good.

    My eyes found their way to his face, he was still soundly sleeping, either I could slip out of his grip and run back to my corridors or I could pretend to sleep until he woke up then wait out out. My mind raked through the outcomes of each option and decided to go with the first one. Maybe if I left him not he would forget about me and I could go back to blending into  the shadows of other slaves.

   I slowly separated us, soon our chests were no longer connecting, my legs swiftly untangling from his. I watched him through low eyes as I slowly unraveled his arms from around me, his face contorted causing me to stop.

    I tried to control my heart rate as he pulled my body back to his, his palm flat against my back pulling me  under him. His hand finding my head forcing it into his chest as he threw his leg over mine. The warmth that his body gave off was like no other. His weight crushed me. I let out a groan from not being able to breath.

    Even though his chest was unclothed, his legs were covered with a silky type nightie. Why didn't he force me out of here last night? I don't remember anything after he picked me up. Did he take pity on me?

    His soft breathing started up again and I took it as another chance to escape. Slowly twisting my hips to get from under his legs.

    "Now, why do you keep trying to escape?" I felt my heart drop at his husky voice, immediately trying to shrink myself back into him and under the blankets.

      It seems like he drops it as he pulls me back into him, my face pressed into his shoulder blade. Both of his arms wrapped around my waist. My arms just dangling at my sides.

     I whimper when his hand harshly grips my butt. The pain from last night still evident. It stings as he squeezes and let's it go over and over.

     "I would fuck you here and now if I had time." He unwraps his hands from around my waist, pulling the blankets off of his body. "Get up and get out I have work to do." He watches me from the foot of his bed.

    I didn't reply as I stood up in the bed, trying to cover myself. A soft cry falling from my lips at the stinging pain causing me to fall. My eyes glued shut as I clenched my teeth.

    "Get up. You're lucky I took  pity on you last night." Indeed it was true, I'd rather not let it be known what happened to me in here last night, I'd die of embarrassment.

     There was only one thing. I was naked. His eyes raked over my body while I was covering myself with my hands.

      "Do you deserve a cloth to cover yourself with? After spilling in my bed last night?" My cheeks burned red with his words. I shook my head no causing him to walk up to me. His harsh grip pulled my face. "Verbal answers always." He spat.

    "No sir." I spoke through a mushed face. He studied my face before dropping it. I stood there for a second as he walked off into his wardrobe, returning quickly with what looked like a shirt.

    I quickly put it on as he watched me. "Thank you sir, I do not deserve to wear such fancy material." My eyes casted towards the ground.

   "You are not aloud to look at the ground when you are around me, I want your eyes on mine at all times." I started to shake my head no. "It's an order." I slowly looked up at him, my arms clammy at my sides. I take in his beauty up close. He was way more than what the kind folk made him out to be. There was not a single flaw in sight.

   "Good boy." His dark blue eyes intimidating as he stared at me. "Go on." I slightly bowed to him as I walked past, his height towering over me. "Don't forget  what I said, you belong to me now." I didn't say anything else as I closed the door to his corridors. My legs wanting to give out as I made my way out of his wing. The guards eyeing me in disgust as I walked by.

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    My knees burned, hands ached and my chest heaved as I scrubbed at the entrance floor. The shirt master gave me riding up my thighs ever so often causing me to pull it down. The backs of my thighs covered in deep ruby slashes.

     There were about two other servants in here scrubbing the ground with me. It was as soon as I reached the end of his quarters, that I was called for duties, my stomach still empty from not eating yesterday or today.

   The floors were to be polished so throughly we could see our reflection. My dark hair falling over my face, my hollow cheeks with bags growing under my eyes. Even my bags had bags.

     I froze hearing his footsteps, I don't know if it was the king or the prince but I know if I looked I'd be punished. I continued to scrub as he began to speak to a guard. My cheeks warmed knowing it was him. He'd seen all of my intimate parts, why wouldn't I feel like this.

   I slowly stood up about to find a new place to clean, causing me to slip over the wet spot. The shirt flying over my hips while I landing on my knees, my back full on show for the few guards and maids at the entrance.

    I scrambled to cover myself.

Suddenly a pair of shoes stopped in front of me.
    "Ian stand up" his voice bouncing through the hall.

    I swallowed every bit of dignity I had left quickly standing up, my hair falling over my brows and my hands clammed at my waist. His polished shoes barley a step away from me.

      My eyes widened when his finger pressed slightly against my my chin causing me to look into his dark eyes. I could see anger written on all of his visible features. I immediately casted my vision down, I felt suffocated under his gaze.

   "What did I tell you this morning pet?" His tone disapproving. I shrugged. Causing him to grow even angrier, vocal answered always.

   He dropped his finger. "Follow me." I shook my head no causing him to raise his brow at me. "You're denying me my property?" A small smirk hung on his lips, as he tsk'd me.

   "You have me in your bed for one night and think you own me." I break from his grasp as he eyes me, amusement almost as he was edging me to go further. To taunt him more.

   I quickly limped away, my body sore from last nights punishment, knowing another one laid in front of me, but the look on his face was priceless. That thrilled the chase even more.

    When I turned the corner his husky voice boomed through the huge hall.

"Fetch him, and bring him to my corridors." I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I ran behind the slaves corridors to the hole in the willow tree, the long branches blocking the entrance. Holding my breath to the passing guards.

    My drowsiness calling for a quick nap. Trying to fight it as my eyes fell close, falling into a soulless sleep turning into a rude awakening.