Page 90 of Prized Possession

“It was the worst two days of my life. I hated every second, but most of all I despised the way he’d force my body to betray me. He took pleasure in making my body do whatever he wanted, even though I begged for it not to,” she cries, her tears wetting the fabric of my shirt.

“What do you mean?”

She hesitates, taking a gulping breath as she buries her head further into my chest, hiding from me as she tells me why control is so important to her.

“He liked forcing me to orgasm, even though I wasn’t enjoying myself. He said it was my body’s way of telling me I liked it. Whenever I called it rape, he’d say it must be consensual as people don’t come while they’re being raped. It messed with my head in ways I can’t explain.”

Each word sends a torrent of different emotions swirling through my brain. The murderous rage I feel towards this unknown arsehole is like nothing I’ve ever felt before, but there’s also shame, and that’s all on me.

“I’m so sorry, Chloe. If I’d have known, I’d never have engaged in edging or orgasm denial play with you.”

I hope she can tell just how genuinely sorry I really am.

Chloe pulls away from me until she’s looking me in the eyes, her hard stare no longer vacant. Now, she’s determined, though I can’t ignore the silent tears that are still falling.

“Don’t you dare fucking apologise. Everything that’s happened between us is something I’ve wanted, and have fully consented to. But more than that, I’ve healed more in the last week with you than I have since it happened.

“You taught me that I can control my body, my orgasms, and I can choose who I give them to, which has given me power back that I thought I’d lost.

“Before you even knew what happened to me, you could see I was lost, that I was looking for help in all the wrong places.

“I thought that if I chose who I gave my body to, then it was my decision, whether I hated the experience or not. At least I got the option to consent. You saw what I was doing and made me see that I wasn’t really helping myself at all.

“You once told me that being a slut isn’t a bad thing, as long as there’s consent and everyone is enjoying themselves, and you were right. Whenever I was with those other guys, being a slut felt dirty and wrong, but it’s not like that with you.

“Somehow, you make me feel confident and sexy, and I want nothing more than to be a slut for you, as I know you won’t ever abuse the trust I put in you.

“I’ve enjoyed everything we’ve done together so far, and I really hope there’ll be more to come. After what happened, I never thought I’d want anyone to touch me ever again. I can’t even bear to let Dad or Jake hug me. Yet, with you, it’s like the past never happened. I need your touch like I need air, to make me feel alive.”

The moment I do it, I know it’s probably wrong but I can’t stop myself. There’s something about this girl that pulls me in like magic. I don’t even hesitate as I lean over and press my lips to hers.

The feel of her soft lips against mine sends tingles through me, and I want nothing more than to deepen the kiss, but then I remember the situation, and I begrudgingly pull back.

Chloe looks startled as she brings her fingers up to touch her lips, like she can’t quite believe what just happened. “You kissed me,” she states, sounding a little bit dreamy.

I chuckle, the corner of my lip tilting into a smile. “I did.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m starting to realise that I might want you too,” I admit.

Now her eyes are almost comically wide, and she just sits there staring at me, looking stunned. I have to bite my lip to stop from chuckling.

“For sex?” she blurts out.

I freeze, not entirely sure what I’m supposed to say to that. Then I remember how honest Chloe has been with me, and I think I owe her the same in return.

Taking a deep breath, I give her a small smile as I do my best to explain.

“Honestly, I’ve never had a proper relationship. In fact, I rarely see women more than once, so I don’t really know what it means to offer more than sex.

“Things are different with you, but I’m not really sure how yet. There’s a lot of reasons why nothing can happen between us, but I’m very aware that at every available opportunity, I seem to be ignoring those reasons, barrelling ahead anyway.”

Chloe laughs, and the sound is like music to my ears. “What are the reasons?”

“Your family and the treaty we have in place is a pretty big one. I love Blackthorn, and our city is finally in a stable place thanks to the treaty. If something were to happen between us, something more than sex, I’d be risking your family’s wrath over that decision, and that could put the treaty in jeopardy,” I explain, but Chloe’s brow furrows like she’s confused.

“How would it put the treaty in jeopardy?”

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