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†★ In a deep pit of shame, Lexie closed her still shaking legs. If she hadn't hated this man before, she hated him now. After all, he left her in an insatiable state of hunger, not for food but for his sinful touch. She wanted to get down on her knees and beg for it, but her pride would never allow her to stoop so low, so instead, she turned away from his blank face and let her eyes wander around the giant room. A bedside table sat right beside the king sized bed and situated on top of it was a framed photo and a stylish lamp. The other furniture laid out inside such as the closet, the dresser and whatnot were all rustic and dark and the walls were painted in a dull white, empty of decorations. All in all, the room was void of anything captivating enough to catch the eye, it was as dead as the look on the owner's face, but it was livable. Sighing out a puff of air, she turned back to her nightmare as well as her wet dreams and analysed the dark look in his eyes. They were transfixed on her, not a single emotion swirling in their depths, yet a smirk laid across his lips that were as red and plump as Summer berries. "Shift over, it's time for bed now." Lexie's eyebrows rose at that statement. "You're sleeping here? With me?" Zheme nodded, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. "You're going to be my wife to be Lexie, what else did you expect?" Lexie swallowed thickly as she did as he asked, shifting over until she laid at the extreme edge of the bed. Right now, she refuses to be anywhere near him! "I-I...I at least thought I'd have some privacy." "When you start behaving accordingly, you'll be able to demand and receive." A pout traced Lexie's lips and her eyes watched as he rose up from the bed and walked over to his closet. He pulled the door open and pulled out a thick blanket before walking back over to the bed. "Here, although its a punishment, I don't want you to catch a cold." With reluctance and a lethal fight against her pride, Lexie took it and wrapped it around her naked body, hiding herself away from the shame she felt. Zheme got in bed then, laying on his side so he could stare at his beautiful bride. Though her hair was unkempt and her face bare of makeup, she still looked like a porcelain doll, her skin flawless and as shiny as gold. His hand reach out to touch her face, but she was too far and immediately he found himself saying... "Come here, Kitten." Lexie didn't make a move, she laid on her side, begrudgingly assessing the outstretched arm until she remembered his words. 'Obey and you can have anything.' If that was true, then the release she so desperately desired would be hers if she just listened? Stashing away her pride in the far corner of her mind, Lexie moved over until she laid beside him; skin to skin, absorbing his warmth. His arm enveloped her almost immediately, pulling her even closer. "Good girl." He praised. At that, Lexie didn't know why, but her fool heart jumped and heat again rose in the pit of her stomach. Lexie stashed her pride a little further, shyly looking up at the expressionless man. "S-so...I- can I...no, I-I..." She took a deep breath, mustering all the courage in the world and setting it on her tongue. "Does that mean you'll touch me ag-again now?" "No, go to bed." Lexie's pride and courage shattered along with her heart as her eyes sunk to his chest. Why was he so cruel to her? Couldn't he just give her what she wanted for once? Why was he so...? Lexie twisted in his arms until her back was turned to him; the evil man she hated with every single speck of vengeance in her body, yet still, said body wanted his touch. Sighing out in frustration, she tried to shuffle out of his arms but he just held onto her tighter, his hand sliding up to her chest, grabbing onto her firm breast. "Wish for another punishment? Although I'm sleepy, I'm up for it." His finger flicked the rigid peak of her breast and Lexie had to bite down onto her lips to hold back a needy moan. She grabbed onto the sheets, heat wetting the softness of her core as his finger flicked her nipple once again. A shiver racked down her spine and her legs, her lips, her heart started to quiver in desperation. "Please...ju-just...just touch me." Zheme shook his head, hand moving down to caress her thighs. "You're so sensitive Kitten, but not tonight, if you behave tomorrow, I'll give you what you desire." His finger traced the skin above her private area before loosely hugging around her stomach. "Now sleep." ★•†•★•‡•★•†•★