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“Now,” Nathaniel said with a note of finality, “what is your decision?”

Her jaw muscles tensed, and she made him wait for her answer, even though they both knew she wouldn’t back out, not now. She was in too deep for that.

“I agree to do as you say,” she finally said, her voice thick.

“You will submit?”

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

Kira took a deep breath.

And then another.

Am I really doing this?

When she finally spoke, the words came far easier than they should have. “I will submit.”

Chapter 31

Submission

Kira

I will submit.

Kira couldn't believe she'd actually said those words out loud.

“Good girl,” Nathaniel breathed.

He looked her up and down, his piercing gaze raking her body as if she were a piece of meat. Maybe that’s what she was to him. She sincerely hoped he wouldn’t try to drink her blood.

“Unbutton your blouse, Kira.” His voice was calm and reasonable, as if he was used to being obeyed.

Still on her knees, she bowed her head and fumbled with the buttons. They’d never given her trouble until now, but her fingers were trembling.

When she was done, Nathaniel reached forward and parted her blouse, nodding in approval at her small round breasts. “From now on, when we are alone, you will call me sir. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir,” she mumbled.

“Good. Stand up and move to the desk.”

She followed his command. The desk was completely bare except for a couple of crystal glass orbs that glowed, bathing the desk in red. She had a feeling Nathaniel had cleared the desk for this very purpose.

“Bend over it,” he said quietly, “and lift up your skirt.”

Kira obeyed. The tabletop had a rounded edge but still pressed uncomfortably into her stomach. She bent forward, supporting herself on one elbow as she reached behind to lift the short tartan skirt, exposing herself to him.

It was beyond humiliating.

Don’t think about it, she told herself, trying to quell her nerves. She was afraid, but also nervous with anticipation as she felt cool air on her exposed buttocks.

Nathaniel exhaled slowly. “Simply beautiful.”

Kira faced ahead, eyes unseeing, leaning her forearms on the desk and hoping the vampire would finish gawking and get on with it. She tensed when she felt his hands on her bottom, stroking and squeezing her cheeks. His hand slid beneath her blue lace panties deftly, pulling them aside.

She gasped when his fingers stroked her clit.