Page 9 of Own to Obey

When she looked up at him, he was still looking down at her with that fierceness as always, but she suddenly realized with a twisting flutter in her stomach, that it wasn’t anger in his gaze. It was hunger.

His eyes remained firmly on her when he came, jerking his hips slightly as his liquid filled her mouth and pinched her nipple hard sending a piercing pleasurable pain through her.

Shaya was lost to the experience, wanting anything he could give. The tang in her mouth was welcome, his heavy aroma she breathed in deeply, and she hoped his hands found other places to explore… deeper places that would give her some kind of relief from the delicious coiling tension in her stomach.

But as soon as it was over, he pulled her head back and watched her again as she swallowed, blinking lazily at him, and then he left.

The next morning, she was shaken awake. She automatically tried to stretch and then winced at the pain that laced through her aching body. Although she used her afternoons to bathe, treat her hair, and rest, the cleaning in the mornings worked her muscles hard. Today, the pressure in her limbs seemed worse.

She slowly rose to her feet and made her way to the washroom. The girl helped her as much as she could, but Shaya drew the line at getting completely naked in front of her. The girl seemed nice, but she would not allow herself to be washed by someone else.

When she came out the washroom, she saw that one of the chairs by the wall had been placed about a foot from the side of the bed. The girl led her to the bed and sat her down, insisting that she sit in a very specific spot. Next to her on the bed lay piles of folded clothes and a blanket with a number of interesting looking items on it. Some of the things Shaya recognized, but some of them were completely foreign to her.

She slowly reached out to touch one of the items, but the girl grabbed her arm and shook her head fiercely.

Shaya returned her hand to her lap, and as she did her cabin door opened. The shinno strode in, as though he belonged there, bringing with him that air of dominance, but as he entered, Shaya couldn’t help but gasp. He was only dressed in half-pants, revealing his naked torso, thick arms, and lower legs. The muscles she’d seen under his clothes bunched over every part of him and intricate black patterns spread all over his chest, arms, and back, contrasting heavily with his pale-cream skin. Instantly Shaya became hot, not knowing where to put her eyes or hands or… anything. She’d never seen even the naked chest of a man before, let alone one in this state of undress. Her eyes darted all over the room before peeking back at him, and becoming entranced again with the dips and curves of his chest, all the way down his stomach to the area where he regularly released his thick cock for her.

The shinno’s mouth quirked as he caught Shaya’s expression and his eyes remained on her as he sat down on the chair the girl had set out, his back straight, his hands on his knees.

The girl gave Shaya a pointed look, and then picked up a comb from the blanket. She carefully pulled it through the light blonde hair on the top of the shinno’s head. Her movements were quick and practiced, as though she had done it many times. When his hair was combed through and much neater, she picked up one of the wide jars on the blanket and dipped her hand inside it. After rubbing the jelly substance in her hands, she began brushing the shinno’s thick arms with her palms.

Shaya watched carefully, unable to see any real difference to his skin from the application. She used to use something similar on her own skin regularly when it was dry, she’d actually been using one of the creams the girl gave her, but then the girl picked up a very small brush and began to stroke along the shinno’s complex markings. As she did, they darkened and became more vibrant against his pale skin. Shaya blinked, wondering if it was a trick of her eyes, but when she glanced over the other markings on his chest, they were certainly not as prominent as the ones the girl had brushed on his arms.

The brushing took a long time. The markings were clearly a sign of importance to their culture for so much time to be spent on it. She hadn’t seen any of the other Alphas’ bodies, but she guessed that they had similar markings too. Soon, the novelty wore off and her eyes drifted to the window.

A harsh rumble came from the Alpha, and immediately she was alert, snapping her attention back to him. He continued to stare at her, his strange teal eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing.

Shaya watched as the girl finished brushing him and then hoped that was the end of whatever it was they were showing her. It wasn’t.

Next, the girl picked up a long silver utensil, that looked like a long, wide, flat knife and a jar filled with white foam. After carefully applying the foam around the shinno's cheeks, mouth and chin, she carefully scraped it off him with the knife.

Shaya watched the process carefully. She had seen Kyus' future husband doing something similar when his beard became too wild and rugged. Kyus had said it was to shorten the hair, and that some men scrape all the hair off their faces, and that was why they didn't have a beard. She looked over the shinno wondering what he would look like with a beard, but then noticed that he was staring directly at her, and the nervousness rose yet again. She tore her eyes away from him, cursing the feeling. When would she ever stop feeling like this around him?

The rumble came from the shinno as he muttered something she didn't understand. The girl paused what she was doing, placed the knife down and then ushered Shaya up on her feet and toward the shinno.

Shaya stood next to him, watching him as carefully as he was watching her, and when the girl returned back to the other side of him with the long knife, she continued scraping the little stubble of hair that the shinno had.

He continued to watch her, but she tried not to let it affect her as the foam was scraped off his face completely. At the end, the girl wiped his lower face with a cloth and then rubbed in a pale, creamy substance all over his face that made his face shine.

Afterward, the girl gestured to Shaya that she could sit down again, and the shinno rose to his feet. The girl began to dress him in the clothes that had been folded on the bed and Shaya watched as she then adorned the shinno's forearms, calves, and neck with decorative items.

Shaya suppressed a sigh, wondering why she was being forced to watch this. She turned again to the window and the restricted view of the waves lapping lazily against the body of the ocean as the gray and white clouds revolved in the sky.

The Alpha omitted another growl, bringing her attention back to him, and he glared at her, this time the growl remaining low and steady. She swallowed, straightening slightly, realizing he wanted her to pay attention—to constantly watch what the girl was doing. Pressing her lips together, she forced herself to continue watching, not allowing her attention to be drawn to the window again.

Once the shinno was ready, fully dressed, the girl turned to Shaya and spoke softly. “Soss lec yuss,” she said pointing to her own eyes and then to the blanket.

Shaya stayed alert, watching closely to see what she was going to do next. Strangely, the Alpha began to undress and the girl fixed all the tools and jars in a blanket in a triangle fashion. Tapping Shaya’s arm, she drew her attention to the layout, pointing first at the comb at the top of the triangle, followed by the cream and brush, then the long knife and foam, and then some other utensils she hadn't actually used. She pointed to each one of them in turn, starting with the comb and then making her way down pointing at the next utensil in line. Shaya nodded, indicating that she understood that there was an order in which she had used them.

The girl then turned to the shinno, pointed at the comb and then pointed at him.

Shaya looked between the girl in the shinno, both looking at her expectantly but she wasn't sure what she was supposed to be doing.

After a moment the shinno let out an exasperated growl in his language.

The girl picked up the comb and pressed it into Shaya's hand, and then pushed her gently toward the shinno pointing at his hair. Shaya suddenly understood what was happening and froze as she neared him. They wanted her to groom him. This was supposed to be one of her chores. The girl was only here to show her what to do.

She stepped next to him, hating that his eyes were always locked onto her so securely. It was as though she couldn’t escape him, and the pressure felt more intense now that he was almost naked. She quickly scooted around behind him so that he could not maintain his gaze. Slowly, and trying not to touch him more than necessary, she pressed the comb through his hair.

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