Karina stared down at him. I is cold, hard, calculating. This was the way she should be looking at

Azure. He didn't want the woman's patient eyes, nor did he want her pity.

It was unbefitting of a relationship such as theirs. Aser gathered his trembling legs beneath him

and began to push himself up, only for the heel of Karina's shoe to come straight down on his

crotch.

He winced the sudden pressure knocking the air from his lungs and smothering the fight

within him.

And just like that, he was pinned between the solid ground below him and the woman above him.

Well, this is interesting now, isn't it? A mere servant trying to disobey me by standing up.

I've never seen such poor manners before. Not even from you, she said, keeping her eyes trained on him.

With each grind of her heel, a shock of pleasure and pain surged through him, prompting an illicit

moan to slip from his lips.

His hands grasped at the princess's calf,

but she swatted it away immediately.

He couldn't breathe, couldn't think,

couldn't get away from the unyielding pressure.

You're growing more obedient. Maybe it's because I spoil you. She frowned, yet it was clear

it was not out of anger. Many others would die to be in your position right now. She stopped for a

second, an amused smile spreading across his face as she pressed down harder,

and added pressure on his growing erection, forcing a groan from the back of his throat.

That sound seemed to spur Karina on, her pink tongue darting out to lick her plush upper lip.

Mm.

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