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“I’m sorry. In the future, Sanjit will understand that you’re not a slave.”

We reached the hut and he held the door open for me. I walked inside and untied my tunic, glad to be rid of the muddy garment.

“I feel dirty. I need to shower.” I said, blushing when I caught him staring at me.

“I’m dirty too,” he said with a straight face.

I giggled and rolled my eyes. “You don’t give up easily, do you?”

“Not easily and not ever,” he replied.

I pulled off my boots and placed them aside. I peeled out of my underdress watching as he observed. I turned before I let the garment drop to the floor.

“If you want to join me, you can,” I teased, walking toward the shower.

He didn’t reply, but I heard the belt about his waist being unbuckled and then a hard thud as everything, including his weapons, hit the floor.

I was already under the warm stream when he came inside to join me. He leaned in and kissed me and then said, “I never thought of you as a slave. Despite how we met, that’s not what this is, so don’t ever think that again. No matter what.”

I nodded and accepted his kisses across my face.

He grabbed the sponge beside us, lathered it with soap, and began bathing me. My tense muscles immediately loosened.

We took turns with the sponge and soothing it across our skin. After exiting the bath, I didn’t even get a chance to dry myself. Khol whisked me up and took me over to the bed. He tossed me on top of the sheets with my ass up. There was something wild and wanton with the way he handled me this time. When I felt his palm kneading my butt and the nip of his teeth in my flesh, I moaned for him and quietly craved more.

After kissing me all over my back and the mounds of my ass, he flipped me over and threw my legs over his shoulders. He dipped two fingers into my sex, pulled them out and dipped them in, over and over again, watching as my pussy clenched around his digits.

“So sweet,” he groaned, licking his fingers and then pressing kisses on the insides of my thighs.

I cried out when his tongue parted my folds and found my swollen clit. Unbridled lust filled me as I knotted my fingers with his hair and held on while he helped himself to my pussy. His hands gripped my hips and brought me upward. Over and over again, he plundered my sex with his tongue until he brought me releases and my juices spilled onto his tongue.

This time, when he rose over me and entered me, I wrapped my legs around him. I wanted him without a doubt.

“I need you, Visla,” he rasped, thrusting into me long and deep. “Please say you’ll be here when I return from my mission. Please say you won’t leave me.”

“I won’t. I’ll be here. Just hurry back.”

He sighed and worked me up into yet another climax.

“You’ll be my queen,” he whispered.

I blushed. “Focus on your mission. That’s what I want you to do to. And then we can talk about that when you return. I promise.”

He kissed me sweetly on the lips and we both disappeared into a cloud of bliss. He stayed with me that night until morning. The next afternoon, Khol was gone, shipped off on a mission to invade another land.

He wanted me to be a queen. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. But I was sure that I wanted Khol in my life.