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he felt her lips pouting a
kiss to the muscular center.
    One more moment, he wanted to shout,
yet he knew that he did not have even the grace of that. But one
day, he promised himself, as he turned his body, taking Orèlan
to his side as he leaned over her. Her irises were sated and sultry
in golden honey coloring. Feline eyes, he told himself. After their
intimacy together, he severely dreaded what he had to do next. He
had just taken her virginity and that was just too precious to be
trampled upon . . . yet he had no choice.
    “And you are a slut , Orèlan,” he
uttered. “ My slut now.”
    “No!” she instantly hissed with a flash of
anger in her yellow-almond shaded eyes. Yet then, she crumpled with
a helpless gaze. It seemed that she understood the crazy game they
were being forced to play. “Wyndham, I cannot. I am too foolish,”
she whispered, turning her face to the side. “I do loco things,
when I am so afraid. I cannot help myself . . . ”
    “You will now,” he interrupted her
roughly. “You will do everything that I command you do to.
Or I will take a whip to your naked ass, instead of a leisurely
belt . . . and I will not stop this time.”
    “No! Dios,” she cried, trying to turn her
body away from him. But he did not allow it, holding her shivering
nakedness tight against his body.
    “Are you afraid to be whipped, Orèlan?” he
ruthlessly asked.
    “Yes, you beast!” she cried.
    “And you know that I will do it?” he asked
relentlessly.
    “Yes,” she hissed with frustrated and
frightened tears in her eyes.
    “Then, show me how obedient you will become
with the threat of a whip to your tender flesh,” Wyndham said
mercilessly. “Go now and supplicate yourself over the stool.”
    Orèlan sucked in an emotional breath, trying
furiously to fight her frightened and heaving emotions. A part of
her believed that Wyndham would never truly hurt her. Yet, she
needed to believe that he would do just that, so she could fight
her unruly emotions. Emotions that would get her into such trouble,
beneath Alexei power. She thought it was possibly a good thing that
she was so irrational at the moment or she would never have been
able to do as her golden puma commanded.
    Yet, the fear inside her was sweeping as she
rose with Wyndham’s intense purple eyes watching her. Then she
lowered her nakedness over the stool in an exposed defenseless
position. The tears that would not come before pooled beneath her
clenched eyelids as she supplicated herself to Wyndham’s greater
power. What would he do to her, her mind cried as she
listened to him rising behind her? Her body trembled terribly as
she heard him draw nearer to her. Yet it was working, as much as
she wanted to turn and spit fire at him, she could not dare herself
to.
    “ Will you need the whip, Orèlan?” he
asked harshly behind her.
    “No, I . . . ,” she choked, looking over her
shoulder at him.
    “Then, say it!” he commanded roughly.
    “I am your slut! I will obey you!” she cried,
and then she nearly screamed, when she unexpectedly felt one of
Wyndham’s hands touch the flesh of her shuddering buttocks. But it
was cream! He was putting a cooling salve on her shaking bottom.
Not punishing her more fully into his power. Then she did cry. Hot
silent tears of shame . . . and then determination. She would not
let her golden puma down, and she would not allow him to be killed
or harmed because of her foolish prides. And this she would do, not
because she was frightened, but because she loved him and because
of this love for him, she would willingly give herself over to
Wyndham’s power.

    Chapter Six

    The gown had arrived an hour earlier with a
command from Alexei that Orèlan should wear it that evening.
Wyndham finished the task of wrapping his knee with a supporting
bandage. From the glimpse he'd gotten of the gown, he knew it was
scandalous attire. Still, when he looked up to see Orèlan standing
in the entrance to the bathing chamber, he