Page 144 of Mated to the Kings

“She’s learning, unfortunately,” Striker says.

“Well, when she gets back, she and I can learn to annoy you together,” she says with a sweet smile. Striker tries his best to not let the sorrow through, but she still sees it. “She was a Maiden, yes?”

“Yeah,” Striker says. “Five years for Zypher Fallins.”

“Ew. I know who he is,” she says as she frowns at Vash.

“Am I missing something?” Striker asks Vash.

“No,” Vash says. “He was at the house for dinner once. Maple generally stayed in her room when people were over, so she didn’t have to interact and play that role for too long. She came out and didn’t realize Zypher was there. He made a crude comment about her, but I shut it down and sent Maple to her room. Later I apologized for not warning her he was there.”

“It’s not your fault he’s a fucking creep,” she says.

“Yeah, well he and his entire pack raped Lilith for five years. Now he has her and the kings doing gods knows what,” Striker says.

“I may not have had the usual experience as a maiden, but I’ve met plenty of them. They are resilient women,” she says. “I don’t even know Lilith, and I know she will be just fine. If she was in that world facing things that severe, she knows how to survive him.”

“It’s nice to have an outside perspective,” I say. “Well, I guess you’re not outside, but.. You understand. It’s just nice.”

“I know what you mean,” she says. “I’m excited to meet her.”

“She’s sweet,” Dad says softly.

Once we get done eating dinner, Vash drags me upstairs to bed. “I’m not tired,” I say as I take my shoes off. When I turn back, Vash looks absolutely feral.

“You got jealous,” he says as he takes off his shirt.

“I did not,” I giggle and step back.

“You told me to go find someone else,” he states before taking off his pants. He grabs me before I can slip away and nearly rips mine off of me.

“I didn’t mean it… I was just angry… I’m sorry,” I say as he pushes my underwear down. He steps out of his boxers, and we are both naked.

“You were about to reject me?” He says, backing me up to the bed.

“I….” I have nothing to say because he is right. I was so angry, and I almost said it.

“Tell the truth. You were going to reject me, weren’t you?” he asks.

“I thought you had raped her,” I say quietly. “I overreacted. I’m sorry.”

“Turn around,” Vash commands. I sigh and turn around. He pushes me over the end of the bed so that I am bent at the waist. “Arms straight out.”

“What are you doing?” I ask as I stretch my arms up.

“Punishing you,” he whispers to me softly. He parts my legs with his knees before pushing two fingers into me. “Don’t come until I give you permission. No sounds either.”

“Or what?” I ask. He swats my ass and I yelp at the sting. “Okay. Okay. jeez.”

Vash starts to rub my clit while fucking me with his hand. I bury my face in the bed to stifle my whimpers. What he is doing feels so fucking good. I am panting in need and my body burns as I try to hold back

“Why is it important that you communicate with me?” Vash asks.

“Because if I don’t, I end up assuming things,” I moan.

“And?”

“It’ll lead to bigger problems,” I say with a gasp when he curls his fingers inside me.

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