Page 91 of Plug and Claim

Using her blue panties as a bookmark, Nathaniel snapped the book shut and set it aside.

He could tell Kira was growing uncomfortable, but he wanted to enjoy the sight of her splayed on his desk with her feet planted wide apart and her skirt hiked up for a few minutes longer.

Kira broke the silence first. It hadn’t even been five minutes, but she couldn’t seem to help herself.

“If you’re not going to have sex with me,” she grumbled, “then why are you making me wear a plug?”

“To remind you of who you belong to. And as I already mentioned…I have plans for your ass. The plug will ready you for what’s to come. You’ll thank me later.”

“Doubtful,” Kira huffed. She rose off the desk, but Nathaniel sprang forward, seizing her wrist.

“I didn’t say you could move. Stay,” he commanded.

Fear and rage flared in her eyes, but she stayed in place. Satisfied, Nathaniel nodded and stood, letting his chair scrape back.

“Before you get up, Kira,” he began, pausing to savour the hopeful look in her eyes, “I want you to keep your palms on the desk, and slowly look behind you and look at yourself in the mirror.”

Kira gasped.

Nathaniel walked around the desk so he could see her face, standing beside the tall, ornate mirror mounted on the wall. “Can you see what I can, pet?”

Kira’s eyes widened when she caught sight of herself. Her ass in the air, perfect round cheeks glowing in the dawn light, the jewelled end of the plug flashing so bright it could have taken someone’s eye out. He studied her face, relishing the exact moment she spotted the plug, the way her lips parted in surprise, and her chest rose as she drew a sharp breath, deepening her cleavage.

“I asked you a question,” he prompted, tracing the gilded edge of the mirror. “Can you see how powerful you are?”

Confusion crossed her face. “I don’t feel powerful.”

Nathaniel smiled. “You could bring an entire kingdom to its knees.” He stepped forward and helped her off the desk. She was shaky, relying on him for support as she regained her balance. He gently tipped her face up and held her gaze. “You are breathtakingly gorgeous. You’ve just about brought me to my knees.”

Kira’s eyes softened, causing his heart to leap. “If you ever do kneel before me,” she murmured, licking her lips as he bent his head close, their faces mere inches apart, “you’ll be missing your head.”

He froze, his lips almost grazing hers. A smile spread across his face and he chuckled softly. “Do you always threaten to decapitate the men you court?”

That put her on the back foot, and she blinked several times. “I don’t court men. Th-this isn’t courting.”

She pulled away. They were playing a game of chicken to see who would back out first. He couldn’t tell who was winning, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her back against him. Her soft, slender figure pressed against his.

He walked to his armchair, pulling her with him, and sank into it, lifting her and wrapping her legs around him. It forced her to straddle him, her feet resting on the armrests while her skirt rode up, revealing all.

Kira’s body was rigid, and he could tell she was panicking about what he intended next.

“Don’t worry, pet,” he said, brushing a thick lock of hair behind her ear, “I won’t take your virginity. We’ll need that to ensure the Poplarins accept you, don’t we?”

Kira eyed him suspiciously before nodding. “Yes. That was our deal.”

“And I will uphold my end of the bargain.” He brushed her lower lip with his thumb. “But your hymen aside, I promise you will be anything but innocent by the time I’m done with you. Starting…right now.”

Kira blanched. She could no doubt feel his raging erection. “What are you going to do?”

He smiled as he cradled her, holding her close and enjoying the feel of her in his arms. “Absolutely nothing. You’re going to sit here quietly on my lap for the next hour. What you do in that time is up to you.”

“That doesn’t give me many options,” Kira said coolly, looking regal and haughty as she sat straight-backed on his crotch.

“No,” Nathaniel mused, “I suppose it doesn’t.”

His hand slid to her ass and tapped on the plug. She snarled in outrage, squirming in his grip.

“Cut that out!”