Head Of The Gamma

Denise slowly got up from the floor, staggering on her feet slightly. She caught her balance and held onto the wall, the strap of her dress rolling down her arms. Kain’s eyes shifted to her collarbone and dipped into the crevices between her breasts, staring.

Having seen where his gaze had landed, her fingers quickly pulled the strap back up her shoulders, a frown on her lips.

“Are you sulking?” He moved over to her and slid his hands onto her waist, pulling her flush against him. His face as he looked at her was relaxed but Denise could still see the way his lips pursed and curled inwards.

“Why…would I be sulking?” She wriggled in his arms, only for his fingers to tighten on her. Her eyebrows lowered after her futile attempts, pulling together.

“I should be asking you. You’re pale and flimsy. Kile told me you refused to eat. Do you think your master likes a pet that doesn’t eat? I shouldn’t have to force anything down your throat.”

“Is that why you came?” She asked. “I thought I wo