Page 39 of Own to Obey

Shaya nodded. “The man kept calling him something.” She frowned as she tried to remember it. “Some phrase I haven’t heard before but I can’t remember it.”

Rozalia was silent for a long time. “Are you aware that there are a number of shinnos?”

Shaya nodded. “Treska told me that they are like princes.”

“Exactly. They are all potentially in line to be the next high chief, and they come from different tribes.”

“Oh. I would have thought it would be the high chief's children who would be next in line, that is how it works in the Western Lands. The princes take over from their father.”

“But that is the interesting thing,” the woman said. “Kardos is the blood son to the current high chief. And to complicate things further, almost all of the high chiefs in recorded history have come from Tribe Nyek.”

Shaya thought for a long moment. “So he is a real threat to them?” Shaya surmised.

“In real terms, yes he is. The ones who are clever recognize that. They do not make things easy for him, but he returns the favor tenfold. Every time.”

“How?” Shaya breathed, in wonder. Part of her was insanely curious about Kardos’ life in these Lands. Although she had learned about the Southern Lands culture, she hadn’t learned specifically about him.

Rozalia sighed. “I'm sure he will share that with you when he is ready.”

“You think he will…? He seems to be very distracted at the moment.”

Rozalia got up from her chair. “I can tell you no matter how distracted he seems, he is always thinking about you.”

Shaya smiled, warmth spreading around her at the idea that that could be true.

***

That night was difficult.

She was led to the shinno’s bedroom to sleep and due to the cold weather it was heated by smaller versions of the boulders she had seen on the ship, and she suddenly realized where the heat was coming from on the decks she worked on.

She lay for a long time trying to sleep in the enormous bed and strange environment, wondering what the shinno was doing, wondering what Kyus was doing, wondering if Treska was sleeping in this house or whether she had gone to her own home.

She sighed and rolled onto her side.

By the time she was drifting to sleep, the bed dipped and a fiery heat enclose around her, along with that scent she loved. “Shinno Kardos,” she breathed.

He simply grumbled in satisfaction as he pressed her close to him, pinning her against him as he ran his hands over her body.

He pulled the neckline of her nightgown down so her breasts popped out over the top and began to caress them gently as he lowered his nose to her neck and breathed her in.

Shaya sighed as the coarse pleasure he always drew from her tumbled through her body. He kissed and sucked and licked her neck as her nipples hardened by his touch, and the tingles between her legs caused her to wriggle and rotate her ass on the hardness behind her.

The shinno’s chest rumbled, and he pulled up her gown and slipped his thickness between her legs and rubbed it against her slit, grabbing her hips to move her back and forth.

The wet sounds of her slick as he thoroughly drenched his cock in it made her face heat, but she couldn’t think about it for long, because he was wrapping his hand around her neck and tilting her head back so her chest jutted out. Then his other hand tilted her hip so she was positioned for him.

“I finally have you in my bed, Shaya,” he said, his voice low. “Fly for me.”

He impaled her in one brutal thrust and Shaya yelled in shock, but she loved the feeling of being so full. And this position rubbed spots inside her she loved. He didn’t hesitate, slamming her rough and hard, taking her to the immediate edge of that raw addictive pleasure that flooded her immediately. Her slick gushed at his merciless treatment; she panted and moaned, trying to buck back on him, but he held her too tight.

“It doesn’t matter if you are pinned down, little bird,” he grunted. “You can still fly.” He groaned as she clenched in response to his gritty tone and pumped her harder.

“Those nipples of yours should be in my fucking mouth,” he growled. “That’s where they belong. Take your flight so I can claim them.”

Shaya squeezed again, and her body began to convulse as the stormy, blissful orgasm clawed her body. He held her tighter, plunging deeper and his growls and grunts deepening the intensity. And then she was soaring once again.

The night was long and sweaty, and the shinno took her as though it was that night on the ship of the celebration. Shaya remained in a state of bliss as Kardos wrecked incredible pleasure on her, plundering her and dominating her like he always had.

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