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“No,” Jade cries out in panic. “No one can know I’m here. Your clothes are fine. I’ll just borrow a shirt or something.” I don’t push her to explain her reaction, instead offering a simple nod to her words. “Thank you,” she says, heading toward the bathroom but stops before she can open the door, chewing on her lip when she turns to me. “Umm.”

“Would you like me to step out while you shower?”

She shakes her head. “It’s not that.” Her expression turns to that of discomfort before she can voice what she’s thinking. “I know it’s weird asking this but…can you stand guard outside the door? Please?”

God, she’s killing me.

Is this how I pay for my sins? For all the fucking evil I have done, is this my karma? Even so, I am helpless to say no when it comes to this girl, so I simply nod, playing it off as if it’s not a big deal.

Just the thought of Jade naked behind the door sends need clawing at my chest, but the little temptress doesn’t seem to notice. She’s left the door cracked open, probably so I can hear her if she needs something, so I turn away to face the room, pretending I don’t hear her unzip her dress or shrug it off. It takes everything in me not to turn around and go to her, and it’s not until I hear the sound of the shower turning on that I release a heavy breath.

I’ve never had much interest in women. In my world, they are liabilities a powerful man like myself cannot afford to have. Loved ones can be used as leverage by an enemy, so I never allowed myself to get close enough to anyone for them to matter. I close my eyes and shake my head as if I can dispel these unwanted thoughts. Going to the linen closet in the hall, I choose a soft towel for Jade.

Approaching the bathroom door, I plan to toss the towel onto the counter for her, then back away again. But as I reach through the partially open door to do so, I catch sight of her reflection in the mirror. My shower is a large walk-in big enough for four people, and the glass wall is still clear despite the steam from the hot water. As I stare at Jade’s naked reflection and realize with a jolt that I never want another man to see her like this. Ever. I know I should look away, but for the life of me I can’t tear my gaze from her.

Mine!

“Fuck!” I choke out as my growing cock presses hard against my zipper. I wrench myself away from the door with a near-violent jolt and press my hand over my erection, willing it to go away, it’s no use. She’s goddamn perfect. From the swell of her breasts to her narrow waist and an ass I want to bite, Jade is a fucking masterpiece. Every inch of her is shaped to perfection, making my dick ache with need.

With a click glance at the bathroom door, I unzip my pants and push them down along with my boxer briefs. I groan loudly when I fist my hard dick, imagining her in the shower as I start stroking my shaft slowly. I know I don’t have much time until she’s out of the shower, so I pick up the pace, working my erection with rough pulls as I picture her gorgeous tits wet from the spray of the shower.

Fuck!

A deep growl climbs up my throat as I start fucking my fist like an animal, imagining it’s that sweet spot between her legs that I am hammering into. That it’s those juicy tits I’m kissing, her pebbled nipples I’m sucking…

“Saint,” she calls out, her sweet voice breaking through the thick fog in my brain. “Are you still there?”

Jesus Christ, as if I could leave this place for a second. No amount of threats could make me leave this spot. “I’m here!” I manage through gritted teeth.

She turns off the water before calling out again. “Saint?”

“I’m here,” I choke out, clenching my fist around my cock as my hips jerk forward. “Not going anywhere, precious.”

“Okay.” The water turns back on, and she goes back to showering, but I barely notice as the base of my abdomen tenses and white lights burst behind my lids. I clench my teeth hard as I come into my fist, picturing her wet pussy taking me in as I spill an endless stream of my seed into her tightness as she begs me to take her harder and faster against the shower wall, ramming into her until she’s sobbing and screaming out my name.

Mine!

My spend drips down my tight fist as I stroke myself through the orgasm until I’m wrung out. I slump against the wall with a heavy sigh, my breathing labored as I stare at the bathroom door, my thoughts on the girl on the other side, vowing to make her mine. I force myself off the wall and snag a dirty shirt from the floor to wipe off my hand before fixing my pants.

Mine, comes the unbidden thought once more, but the truth is Jade became mine the second she walked on that stage to be auctioned. She became mine even before I bid on her, and I will destroy anyone that dares hurt a strand on her head.

I’ve been known to do worse for less. I would do anything to protect this precious girl, a jewel that will only ever belong to me.

Mine!

Chapter Five

Jade

Do I pretend that I didn’t notice? Play it off as if I didn’t see Saint watching me in the mirror as I showered?

My cheeks are practically on fire as I turn off the water, but I’m not sure I’m ready to climb out just yet. I know I should be upset about him seeing me naked, considering what happened—and what might have happened—to me tonight. But I don’t feel upset or afraid at all. Something about Saint is both exciting and soothing at the same time.

I want him to look at me. Catching him staring in the mirror, even if it was just for a moment, made my whole body flush with something I’d never felt before. My heartrate picked up, but it wasn’t from fear. No, I shocked even myself when I realized I was hoping he’d join me. Disappointment had settled over my whole body when he’d stepped away from the door. I thought maybe he’d left the room entirely, and that’s when fear did seize me. I’d had to turn the shower off with shampoo still in my hair to make sure he remained close by.

I can’t make sense of what’s happening to me, but I can’t exactly hide in here forever either. At some point, I’ll have to go out there and face the man. I shuffle my feet nervously, my cheeks burning furiously with mortification before I finally decide I might as well deal with it.

“Saint?” I call out, clearing out my voice when it comes out a little shaky.

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