Page 32 of The Prince of Power

Kane laughs as he crawls up from the ground, not bothering to brush the leaves and dust from his face.

Damian walks around the back of the chair. There’s a pressure on my wrists, and the sound of slicing rope. A moment later, I’m free.

He appears in front of me, tall and ruthless. “Alright, little doll. You can see Rhett…when I allow it.” He bites his bottom lip. “Now, on your knees.”

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She falls to her knees, and a rush of triumph surges through me, sharp and electric.

I finally have her.

She doesn’t look away. Even now, she dares to challenge me with those gray eyes that are full of fire. Does she know what she does to me when she looks at me like that?

No, she doesn’t have a clue.

And now that fire is mine to command.

I step closer, catching her unsteady breathing and the slight tremor in her shoulders. Good. She’s afraid. In the moment, that’s exactly what I need.

She has to take her oath seriously.

When she’s finally mine, I’ll assuage those fears. I’ll even give her comfort if she’s a good girl. I’ll show her that I don’t hurt my pets.

I take the knife and press the tip to my palm, just enough to let it bite. A bead of blood wells up, dark against my skin. I extend my hand toward her. “Lick it.”

Those gray doll eyes grow huge, and it takes everything within me not to smile. A moment later, a little pink tongue slips from her mouth, and my cock twitches.

I’ve been hard since we blindfolded her.

I extend my hand forward to her mouth. I have to stop myself from groaning at the feel of her slippery tongue against my palm.

“Now,” I say. “Repeat after me.”

Ava swallows hard.

“I swear upon my life and my blood to serve my master in all things.”

She hesitates for the briefest second before whispering, “I swear upon my life and my blood to serve my master in all things.”

“I will heed his call, obey his command, and stand by his side in darkness and in light.”

Her lips part slightly, her breath uneven. Then she repeats it, her voice soft, almost trembling.

“I forsake my past, my will, and my body, offering them freely to my lord.”

A flicker of something crosses her face. She doesn’t want to say this part. Is she thinking about Rhett?

Fuck, I could kill him.

Where is this rage coming from? Rhett played an essential part in bringing me Ava, and he was the perfect tool to use to get her to submit.

But her loyalty to him… I just don’t fucking like it.

“I forsake my past,” she says, and a jolt of electricity hits my gut.

Yes, my little doll. Forsake it all for me.

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