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“Do you enjoy your clit?”

She is whimpering through her climax; her little cheeks jiggle in my cupped palms; her clit vibrates on my tongue. She is too lost to respond. Lovely. “Answer me, Aster.”

“Yes,” she cries.

Pleasing this pussy will undoubtedly become an addiction of mine, the rich flavour and soft scent perfectly balanced is enough to drive a man to thirst for it, beg for it, war for it.

And I am very skilled in the ways of war.

Chapter Fourteen

Aster

A Silk Girl Vow—The Act.

For The Cradle, my skin will be smooth like silk, my entrance wet, warm, and welcoming, and I'll draw the weight from my lord with my core.

He will pierce me open, and blood will flow from my delta; a heavy fall is my mark of a pure soul.

I will thrill and quiver in being the vessel that brings him peace. I will massage him inside my heat, clearing his mind and mine to all but Meaningful Purpose. And should I feel pleasure build within me, I will thank him for it, in each thrust, and I will protect what he inserts inside me.

I do as I'm told. I visit the Silk Dining Room while the others are treated for aches. I bathe in hot water and minerals until my body feels loose, and I climb into bed early.

Well before last-light.

With my veil on, I curl on my side, the sheets shuffling over my naked body.

I try to welcome slumber.

But my mind rolls.

I don't understand relationships. Mine have been staged, dutiful, and procedural. I know nothing of human emotions besides the ones I feel inside me. And I definitely don't understand the actions or afflictions of a Xin De king.

But I understand anger.

And he was furious.

He threatened Master Cairo…

For me.

Does he care about me?

I touch my lips below the hem of the veil, feeling his phantom warmth. He kissed me. He kissed me, and I could feel how much he cared, how angry and unsure, possessive and annoyed he was. I felt it all. All those truths.

From one kiss.

I know I assumed—another shameful trait—but bloody sheets left Iris’, Blossom’s, and Daisy's rooms, so... That leaves Ana. And…

Shit.

Lord Darwin.

Does she carry his heir?

I want to ask her if her lord visited last night, but I’m afraid that if I do, she will start to suspect…

And suspicion is not a virtue.