Chapter 9: Chapter 9

He sat on the bed and trailed his hand down her body. He felt her tense. He stopped on her breasts and untied the gown so he could shove his hand under. Her skin was soft and her breasts were plump. He leaned down and whispered in her ear for her to open her eyes and look at him.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. There was no fear there, just defiance. He smiled. There was his spitfire. She tried to sit up but he pushed her back down.

"Do you think you will be defiant and I will let it continue? You are mine to do what I wish with."

"I told you before, M'Lord, that I would not lay down like a dog and let you do as you wish."

He chuckled as he said, "But you will."

He pulled her to her feet as he stood up. He yanked her against him and went to kiss her. She turned her head so he caught her cheek. His arm tightened around her to hold her against him as he grabbed her chin with the other hand and forced her to look at him. He kissed her harshly. She bit his lip. He grunted as he tasted blood.

He pulled back and said, "You'll pay for that. Take my boots off."

At first, she didn't but when his hand started towards her face, she bent down to avoid the slap. She took his boots off and stood up. He then instructed her to undress him, slowly. She moved quickly instead as she pulled his shirt over his head and untied his breeches. Rose hesitated to take them off.

Nathaniel grabbed her hands and pushed them under his breeches and pushed them down along with her hands. Rose knew this would end badly. She could smell the mead on him. She knew he was drunk. If she fought him, she would be hurt worse. She pulled his breeches the rest of the way down. His manhood was in her face as she pulled the breeches off when he lifted his feet. Her face was hot. She had never been with a man or seen one naked. Nathaniel had not made her wash that part of him.

She was scared but intrigued. She had often wondered what it would be like to lay with him. Her body was having a reaction she had never had before. Her stomach felt like it was in knots but also felt like butterflies were beating their wings in it. Nathaniel jerked her up and against him. The nightgown she wore was very thin. She felt every inch of him pressed against her. His manhood was pressed into her belly.

He kissed her again but this time he thrust his tongue in her mouth. She had never kissed a man, especially not like this. Nathaniel's kisses were rough. Rose felt as though he was bruising her lips. His hands were trying to undo the buttons on the back of her gown. She felt a growl against her neck. Her body jerked as he ripped the gown and she heard the buttons hit the floor.

Rose tried to push him away as he pulled the gown down to her waist. He grabbed her hands and moved her arms to her sides as he pulled back so he could see her. She felt his manhood jerk against her and she felt her face get extremely hot. He began kissing on her neck and she struggled against him as his mouth found her breast. She tried to fight him but she found what he was doing was pleasurable. She moaned as her body betrayed her. The more she fought the tighter his grip on her got. He was hurting her. His hands finally released her arms and grabbed the gown. He ripped it off her and she stumbled.

Nathaniel grabbed her and pushed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her and his hands moved roughly over her. When he thrust his fingers inside of her, she gasped and slapped him. He slapped her back. She was in shock. No man had ever hit her, not even her own father.

"Do not do that again. I do not wish to hit a woman, but I will not tolerate you hitting me either."

Rose nodded and closed her eyes, trying to fight the tears. His hands gentled as he began moving them again. He played with her breasts as his fingers began working themselves in and out of her. She gasped as she felt a strange sensation in between her thighs as his fingers curled inside of her and his thumb began rubbing over a small space just inside her folds.

"Open your eyes, Rose. Look at me," Nathaniel commanded.

Rose did as asked even though she found it difficult. Her body felt foreign to her as emotions and feelings she had never had crashed down on her. She had still tried to move her body away from his but it was betraying her wishes. He told her to touch him and she was not sure what to do. So, she simply ran her hands over his chest, his arms, and his back.

He took her hand and placed it over his manhood. She felt embarrassed but began to move her fingers over him. He groaned and she felt emboldened. She had no idea how to please a man. Stroking her fingers over him did not seem to satisfy him as he wrapped her fingers around him and began to move her hand up and down. She shyly began doing as he had instructed. His fingers were moving faster now as his mouth bit and sucked on her breasts. It was painful when he bit her but somehow it made her want more.

Rose let out a loud moan as she felt a shudder run through her and felt her womanhood clench around his fingers and relax. Nathaniel moved up her body and laid on top of her. He kissed her lips as he thrust himself inside of her. She was his and his alone. No other man would touch her ever again. When he had finished, he had laid on top of her. She felt as though she was suffocating. After a few minutes, he rolled off of her and pulled her on to her side and against him.

Nathaniel put his cheek on hers and whispered in her ear, "You are mine. No other man will ever have you."

Rose felt her heart break. He intended to keep her here. He was not going to take her back to her father. She would never know love as she belonged to him now and he had told her father that he had no intention of marrying her. Her body was hurting but not as much as her heart. When she felt his arm grow heavy and heard his breathing change, she slipped off the bed carefully. She grabbed the night coat and wrapped it tightly around herself. She sat in front of the fire and felt pain throughout her body. The rug at least was soft. Curling into a ball on it, she cried herself to sleep.

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Nathaniel awoke to find the bed cold beside him. His head ached from the mead he had drunk. His back ached as well. He had gotten very drunk before coming to find Rose. He had not intended that. Had she left his room after he had fallen asleep? Looking around he saw the nightclothes he had ripped off of her. On the other side of the bed near the dying fire, he saw something laying on the rug.

He got out of the bed and stoked the fire by adding logs to it. Then he turned towards the small ball on the floor. It was Rose. Her face was bruised from where he had slapped her. He had not been as gentle with her as he had planned. He cursed himself as he saw her body where the overcoat laid open. Her skin was pale and the bruises stood prominent against it. He sighed and went to pick her up. Her body was cold.

Rose felt hands on her body. She was sore and hurting. She moaned in pain as she was picked up off the floor. What was happening? She was too tired to open her eyes. The warmth emanating from the body picking her up was what she snuggled in to. She was so cold. But as she felt herself being placed on the bed, the night before came rushing back to her. She was now fully awake and scrambling to get away from Nathaniel.

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back towards him as he said," Calm down, Rose. I have no intention of hurting you."

Rose turned and looked at him. The fear he saw in her eyes as he tried to touch her broke his heart. He had officially broken her. His spitfire was no longer there.

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Dominique came to on the floor of her office. She groaned at the ache in her head and body. She'd passed out and hit the floor. The pain Rose had felt was still with her. Why was this happening to her? She began to cry as she thought she was going crazy.

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