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When he had her attention, Marowit touched her flushed cheek. She gasped but remained frozen in place.
He cupped her chin and tilted her head to stare up at him. He felt a shiver run through her body. Her scent became sweeter, showing that she was not only scared but becoming aroused.
Well, this was encouraging. What would happen if he pushed it further?
“Isabella, it is important that you learn who is master here. That foolish outburst deserves punishment.”
She trembled beneath his touch, her expression a plea for mercy. Inversely, the look of trepidation on her face was at great odds with the tangible heat pouring from her body. He ran his intense gaze over her curves, making sure she saw the carnal hunger in his eyes.
When his eyes settled back on her face, Marowit bent his head down until his lips almost touched hers. “That is my shirt, and I never gave you permission to wear it.”
He waved his fingers, and the shirt disappeared, leaving her beautiful body displayed for his pleasure. “That is much better.”
He bent his head and licked a wet trail across her lips.
Isabella whimpered and squirmed. Her face was a mixture of dread and anticipation.
Isabella’s chest rose and fell with measured breaths. Marowit’s cock twitched. The scent of her arousal, despite the apprehension in her eyes, had him growing thick and hard.
“Tell me, Isabella, what are you afraid of most, mm?” He ran his hand down the center of her body, between her breasts, over her flat tummy until he reached her shaved mons. He slid the tip of his index finger between her slit, found the hood of her clitoris, and rubbed it with light circles.
“Is it the way my touch excites you, or the fact that your eternal life is mine to do with as I please?”