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22. Help her Thrive - Part 2
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Slave to the Wolf King 23. The Endless Dark
~ JESSE ~Watching a naked Cazz walk away from me was a feast for the eyes. His body was perfect—broad, thick shoulders and chest, narrowing to a muscled and lean waist, an ass you could bounce a dime off of, flawless skin and perfectly cut lines… everywhere.The thrill of watching the muscles on his back roll and twitch as he walked, my sense of the sheer masculine power of him as he moved away from me, distracted me for a moment from the sinking feeling that started as soon as he turned to go.But then he disappeared out of the room.I stared at the door for a minute, suddenly feeling sick as I turned that last conversation over in my mind.He’d agreed to leave the other women alone, which was a huge relief. But it also seemed like he believed it wouldn’t be a permanent arrangement. My head spun with images of laying alone in the dark while my husband had sex with someone else…I wanted to throw up.I wanted to believe he really would wait until I told him he could—which I’d never d
Slave to the Wolf King 24. Predator Panic
~ JESSE ~Self-loathing and injustice burned in my chest. But it soon twisted into gut-wrenching fear.What was I going to do? How was I going to survive this?And how did this man, who I barely knew, have such a grip on me? Why couldn’t I shake free from him?My entire body shook and I wondered if I was going to lose my mind even without him compelling me.I had thought it was odd when Cazz said human women didn’t survive in the wolf world. I had thought he must mean they couldn’t fight off other wolves and got killed or something. But then, why would his wife commit suicide?But now, as my chest constricted and my heart pounded, and no matter how I tried to think clearly I couldn’t get free of this sense of impending doom, I feared I might have an inkling of what pushed the poor woman over the edge. I mentally ticked off the reasons why she might have reached her limit.
Slave to the Wolf King 25. Something New
~ JESSE ~“So, what did he make you come here for?” I muttered, taking a handful of grapes and popping one into my mouth sullenly. It was surprisingly sweet.“He hasn’t made me do anything,” Rake replied.I looked at him skeptically as I ate a couple more grapes. They were actually really good. Then I saw berries in a bowl next to them and chose one of those too, eating it—then having to awkwardly catch the juice before it dripped down my chin. Rake smiled. I stifled embarrassment, but waited for him to actually answer the question.Rake sighed and folded his arms. “He asked me to come talk to you, to see if I could help.”“Help with what?”“Understanding that he isn’t, perhaps, exactly what you think?” he said carefully.I sat back in my chair shaking my head as I picked up a little toothpick thingy from a
Slave to the Wolf King 26. The Way of Wolves
~ JESSE ~“My brothers sold me to them,” I muttered, still not quite able to believe it myself. I’d known my brothers hated me, but I’d never thought…Rake stiffened. “Like the story of Joseph? Sold into slavery by his brothers?”It was my turn to blink. “You know that story?”Rake huffed. “The title Cleric isn’t an honorific. I am a spiritual advisor, Jesse. Yes, I know the story of Joseph. I also know what your name means.”That made me squirm. “Don’t tell him.”“I won’t. That won’t make it less true.”I gave a one-shouldered shrug, but didn’t answer. I didn’t think there was really any truth to—“So, truly, your brothers sold you to the Reapers? In this day and age that’s—”“Human trafficking. Yes.”R
Slave to the Wolf King 27. Pick Me
~ JESSE ~The minutes that followed were possibly the most surreal of my life—and given the day I’d had, that was saying something.At first Cazz dodged my questions about a Wolf Den. I’d heard the stories, of course. But once again, I’d assumed they were just that—stories.Cazz kept smiling and refusing to give any meaningful details, insisting that I would have to see it to understand it, which only made me more nervous.But then, out of nowhere, another raft of servants arrived. And this time they were all carrying clothes and boxes of shoes.Hangers filled with dresses, gowns, tunics, sweaters, shirts, blouses, and every kind of skirt and pant I could have imagined.There was a dozen of them, and they made several trips each, disappearing into a large door off beside the bathroom that I hadn’t explored yet. When Cazz encouraged me to follow the second wave of them in and be
Slave to the Wolf King 28. All Wrong
~ JESSE ~It took a second to get my wits back, but when I did I turned around to call after him, he was really gone. No longer in sight of the door. And I wasn’t sure if there were servants coming back now that he had left. So I hurriedly whipped off the robe and started pulling on the clothes…And then I cursed him.The pants were fine—black leather, though thinner than his. They were a little tricky to get on because they were tight. But the leather was soft and pliable, and once I had them up and buttoned I was surprised how comfortable they felt.But then I grabbed the top and pulled it over my head—except when I got it down over my ribs I thought I had ripped it.I looked down, freaking out—I couldn’t even put a blouse on without tearing it? But then I realized it was a crop top that had fooled me.The sleeves fell silkily from the points of my shoulders, but the necklin
Slave to the Wolf King 29. Risky Business
~ CASIMIR ~I had to pull away from Jesse because my need became so desperate I was at risk of frightening her, and that wouldn’t help her relax, which was the entire point of this little adventure. It was a frustration. But I had to keep reminding myself she was new to this. That her first experiences with me had to be positive to encourage her confidence. It was imperative to condition her body to expect pleasure so that she'd give herself into my hands and continue to submit.But the problem was, despite her naivete, she showed an eagerness and passion that matched my own.Dear god, her kiss was intoxicating.Of course, I was less enthralled with the heaviness in her—the fatalistic doubt drenching her. But her childish embarrassment about dancing had given me this idea, and I trusted it would draw her out and hopefully offer her a reason to continue exploring with me, rather than drawing into herself a
Slave to the Wolf King 30. The Wolf Den
~ JESSE ~Following Cazz into the tunnels below the palace felt like being swallowed by a mountain.Down levels. Down stairs. Down, deeper into the earth below, where the hallways became caves, and half of the side tunnels didn’t even have doors.My breath got shorter, and not just because we were walking quickly, but because I could feel the immense weight above us and every instinct wanted to scream that we were about to be buried in a cave-in.But both Cazz and Rake seemed completely comfortable down here. So I just clung to Cazz’s hand and kept following.It was a maze under here, but slowly, as the walls got rougher and more natural, and the ceilings got lower—though still high enough for these massive men to move comfortably through them—I also became aware of a kind of… vibration.At first it felt like the air was humming, but then I started to notice trembling in the rock un
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