27: Relieving feeds

Rune’s POV

I finally released Alora, allowing her to slide off my lap. Her eyes burned with defiance, and the flush across her cheeks betrayed her embarrassment.

As I rose from the bed, I could feel her gaze burning into my back, no doubt trying to decipher my next move. I took a few steps toward the secret door, the one no one but I knew about until recently. Pausing, I turned back to face her.

“If you think you have more control over your body than I do, then prove it. Don’t pleasure yourself behind my back,” I said, my tone a mix of challenge and warning.

I watched her face flush an even deeper shade of red, clearly recalling the time I had caught her in the bathroom. It was a rare moment of vulnerability, one I knew she hadn’t allowed herself since.

Her expression hardened, and with a tilt of her chin, she shot back, “I won’t. Don’t flatter yourself by thinking you have that much power over me.”

I chuckled at her words, the sound low and taunting. Her defiance was both infuriatin