Captive Slave 135
Chapter 135
LORD HEROD
Time grew short as Lord Herod scrambled to prepare.
He dispatched his male soldiers and urgently requested female guards from Lord Jakal. He ordered enough supplies to last three days and held an emergency meeting with his steward, bailiffs, and head farmers. He informed them of his impending absence, delegated responsibilities, and provided detailed instructions to ensure the smooth operation of work and his estate while he was unavailable.
It had taken longer than usual, and by the time he returned to the cottage in the early afternoon, a sliver of worry crept into his mind. Would Emeriel still be there?
Females in full heat tended to run away. So crazed with need, driven by instincts to flee, in search of a male to sate them.
Relief flooded him as he entered the cottage and found her still pacing the room, a whirlwind of restless energy. But the moment he crossed the threshold, her scent hit him like a storm. Bloody hell, it has gotten even stronger. Choking. Intoxicating.
Females in full heat smelled amazing, and Emeriel was no different. Herod had never seen her as anything more than his young friend, which is why he had struggled with the idea of helping her through her heat.
But the potent scent pouring from her stirred a hunger in him. A deep, raw lust.
He swallowed hard, pushing down the rising tide of desire.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice sounded strained even to his own ears.
"Can't ex-explain it," Emeriel stammered, her words punctuated by ragged breaths. She resumed her frantic pacing, her fingers raking at her arms, leaving angry red marks in their wake
tore at her tunic and trousers. Her fingers, fumbling, frantic, and uncoordinated, struggled
watched helplessly, unsure what to do. She then attacked her chest bindings,
her lips.
they tore at the bindings, ripping the fabric to shreds until she was finally free. Emeriel shed the last vestiges of her clothing until
bare, she was a vision of rare, untamed beauty. Her porcelain skin was drenched with sweat,
breasts was alluring, and the delicate blush
She was breathtaking.
that made her stand out in a crowd. She had been the first to catch his the slaves on that fateful day, but he had tried
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just as it had with Vera. In the end, he
have never imagined. Filled his life with laughter and purpose, becoming an
girl, and the sight of her now, so
worse, won't
with regret. Herod couldn't lie to her. "Much worse. This is just the beginning, dear one.
a familiar expression whenever the
him to know her unique circumstances made this experience all the more terrifying for her. And
the tense silence.
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