Page 50 of Bought to Break
‘Good. Have a meal and a bath. I have some work to do.’
Having been dismissed for the moment, Lana sat at the table and began to fill one of the pewter plates with food. Tonight, she was famished and very glad she’d been given time to eat before she fell over in exhaustion. She hadn’t lied about not wanting food the night before, but they had made it a bit difficult had she felt like a meal. Kane’s demands during training and Sorin’s afterwards had left precious little time for anything else. Her cheeks heated as she remembered the bath she and Sorin had shared. She felt closest to him, without a doubt. He seemed to know what she needed before she did herself.
‘And Lana.’
She looked up to where Sorin was now ensconced at the desk, parchments surrounding him.
‘After you’ve bathed, come to the desk and kneel beside it.’
She nodded, wondering what was going to happen tonight. Her nethers clenched pleasurably and she knew that if Sorin were to feel between her legs now, he would find her already wet.
She finished her meal swiftly in anticipation and undressed, feeling Sorin’s eyes on her. She didn’t cast hers in his direction, however, just got quickly into the hot bath and sighed in contentment. She stayed in just long enough for her fingertips to wrinkle before she made herself clamber out gracelessly and wrapped herself in a blanket to dry.
‘Remember what I said,’ called Sorin, not looking up from his papers.
She breathed in deeply and let the blanket drop, wondering if she’d ever not feel embarrassed by her nakedness. She began to sink to the floor beside the desk as Sorin had bid her, but he stopped her with a gesture.
‘Bend over the desk.’
‘Why?’
He gave her a look. She hesitated a moment, but then did as he ordered, bending at the waist and laying her arms carefully on top of the piles of parchments so as not to disturb anything.
She felt Sorin behind her and started as his hand slid down her spine, over one globe of her arse and down between her legs. He pulled them apart suddenly and she gasped as he lightly caressed her slit before parting her and slipping his hand between. He made a contented sound when he found her wetness and his fingers delved into her slowly. Her breath hitched as he found that part of her inside that felt so pleasurable, but then his touch left her. She whimpered, straining back to find his hand, and he chuckled.
‘Such a needy little thing now.’
He opened her again, but this time a digit pushed at her back passage. She pulled away, pushing into the table with a hiss as she tried to escape his persistent finger. Suddenly he gave her arse cheek two quick smacks, making her rear up in surprise rather than pain as she cried out.
‘Do as you’re told or you won’t like the consequences. Hold still.’
The command in his voice brooked no disobedience and she froze at once. She shook in distress, her previous ardour having fled completely.
He eased his finger past the tight outer ring and then eased it out again. In. Out. In. Out. Then something new prodded at her entrance. It was smooth and slippery and cold. She whimpered as he pushed it relentlessly, a thick round bulb that suddenly popped into her. She lay on the desk, unmoving as she tried to grow accustomed to the object embedded in her, but no amount of time seemed to help. She recalled the apothecary doing something similar to her, but his instrument had felt much smaller than this.
‘Up you get.’
She stood, a hand immediately fluttering to investigate, but he slapped it away.
‘You’re to leave it there.’
‘What is it?’
He smirked. ‘Training.’
‘Training?’ she echoed.
‘Of a sort.’
‘I don’t like it.’
‘Some don’t at first.’ He tapped it with his finger and she jumped. ‘But you will. Now, I’m afraid that your ordeal isn’t over just yet.’ Sorin looked behind her.
Viktor seemed to come out of nowhere. His face was hard and unyielding.
‘What’s going on?’
‘It’s time for a reckoning, little bird.’
