“No,” I replied simply.
“But…”
“You will wear my seed because that is what I want. It will be a reminder for you that your rightful place is here in my bed. Now sleep, little girl,” I explained.
She didn’t protest any more after that. Maybe she’d sensed the warning in my tone, or her body was sore enough to remind her not to push me, but she squirmed in even closer to me as if she was seeking me out.
“Yes, sir,” she breathed, and I could have sworn I heard a hint of muted happiness in her tone. Maybe she liked wearing my seed like that. For certain, I knew I liked her dressed in nothing more than my cum on her naked flesh.
I was going to keep her like this forever.
It didn’t matter to me that I’d known her less than a day. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted her for the rest of my life, safe in my arms and satisfied in my bed.
I didn’t care what it would take to make happen. I would do whatever needed to be done to keep her by my side as my wife, as the mother of my children.
I closed my eyes, thinking about the sight of her belly swelling with a daughter or a son. I breathed in the citrusy scent of her hair, losing myself in everything that was her. I lay awake like that for a while longer, savoring the feel of her bare languid form against mine.
She’d fallen asleep almost as soon as I’d wrapped my arms around her, nestled against me. Without knowing it, she’d curled as close as she could against my chest, seeking out my comfort.
Eventually, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep too. She didn’t move at all for the rest of the night, content and satiated from what I guessed was probably one of the most eventful days of her life.
I’d turned her world upside down and I had no intention of stopping anytime soon.
* * *
The next morning, I woke up to find Mila still asleep, safe and secure in my arms. I didn’t move yet, not wanting to disturb her. She needed her rest, especially after yesterday.
For a long while, I just laid there and watched her sleep. Her chest rose and fell evenly for a period of time. When a ray of sunlight crept over her, she fidgeted just the slightest bit and sucked in a breath. She moaned sleepily and stretched, stilling when she realized that she wasn’t alone.
“Jon?” she murmured. There was a touch of hopefulness in her tone and my heart swelled at the sound.
“I’m here, Mila,” I reassured her. The tenseness left her body and she relaxed against me. She remained quiet for a moment, and I slowly circled my fingers around her hip.
“You’re safe with me,” I reminded her.
“That won’t change after I answer your questions?” she asked fearfully.
“No. I would never do anything to hurt you. I’m not that kind of man,” I vowed.
She shifted, turning her body so she could see my face. I could feel her assessing me, trying to figure out if she could take my words at face value and whether or not she should believe me. I cupped my hand beneath her chin, dragging my thumb back and forth across her cheekbone.
I’m not sure if she realized it or not, but she pressed back against my touch.
That was a really good sign.
“I know I was harsh with you yesterday, Mila, but I need you to understand that I had to be. I had to make an example of you in front of my men,” I continued.
“So, no more belts then?” she replied feistily. There was a twinkle in her eye when she said it and she couldn’t hide the way her eyes glued onto mine as she waited for a response. I grinned in return, knowing full well that she had gotten impossibly aroused yesterday from that very thing.
“No, I wouldn’t say that… If you’re a bad girl, you should know that I will never hesitate to bend you over my bed and mark your naughty little ass with my belt,” I warned and she shivered against me, hiding her face in the process. I didn’t need to see it though because I could feel her smiling against my chest.
“I’ll be a good girl,” she finally managed, and I had to bite back a chuckle. She was so cute.
I kissed the top of her head and she sighed softly with pleasure. I didn’t rush her out of bed. Instead, I fully enjoyed just holding her. She seemed to really like it too, but eventually her stomach growled loudly enough to wake the dead.
“I should order us some breakfast,” I mused, and she nodded against my chest. With a quiet groan, I pulled away from her and climbed out of bed. She followed suit, fidgeting with embarrassment as she stood completely naked.
I had not given her clothes back, nor did I have any intention to. I liked her bare and blushing for me.