Miss Choi has arrived, sir.

Klaus

The plan must not really be clear to Karina, as what could happen would frighten any woman, no matter the amount offered. It's too risky to seduce a persane near her heat, however, the media doesn't know that we have heat and mating, so Karina also doesn't know anything about the danger she's in and that puts me at an advantage.
Even females of my species are afraid of males driven mad by the heat pheromone, which turns their bodies into a mixture of rage, excitement and powerful possessiveness. Awaken the animal within us, which comes from our secret descent.
If Karina thinks it's absurd that I don't want that little lawyer spreading his rancid scent all over her, the female can't wait for what will come when Dante sees her by my side, smelling so good and looking untouchable to him, off limits.
My cousin will go crazy, maybe not at first, but with a few tries he will. All I have to do is teach the little human what we Persians like and she will become the perfect bait.
Within my culture there are some types of relationships, and it is not uncommon for males and females to come together in a temporary sexual relationship, it is almost a courtship, as humans say. We call it a temporary partner.
Temporary partners know that they must be faithful to each other, even if more than two are included in this alliance, until a permanent partnership is established.
Some females may have two or three males in this type of temporary arrangement, however, not infrequently, multiple temporary partners lead to bloodthirsty fights, which makes many traditional families avoid the practice.
Karina, a weak and fearful human, has to remain as layman as possible on certain points, so that I am able to place her alongside Dante, a male
dangerously close to heat, and make my uncle and his son pay for stealing my place.
I will take the female as a fake temporary partner just to make her look hard to get and attract looks. I will spread my scent throughout Karina and I will let my bestial side continue to speak for me.
I know it was my uncle Orinn who paid for me to be tortured and then killed my father and mother, I've felt this since those days, and I can't let him win along with his son, who he put in my place in the company and in the family.
They took away a part of me that made me more fragile. The days of being drowned, burned and injured deteriorated me, the torture changed who I was profoundly, and this will not go unpunished.
If you think you can take away my will to live, you are very mistaken, because now my revenge will be my fuel for every day I stand in this damned world.
— Miss Choi has arrived, sir. — One of the human maids stutters and makes me pay attention to my surroundings as I end up deep in my own thoughts. I'm in my large office now. — You said to let me know as soon as she was here.
This human's smell of fear doesn't please me at all, it's not like Karina's, which is sweet and tasty and makes me want to lick her from top to bottom.
The aroma of my maid Nora, which comes out of her pores in her sweat, hits me like poison and I feel like covering my nostrils. I look at the short-haired woman and notice that her eyes are wide, probably because I have my claws out, sunk deep into the wooden desk.
She stands in the doorway, so small and fragile that it's pitiful. A Persian would have much more height and more presence. I don't know how I've been working here for so long, given that most people always leave when they see who will have to serve.
—Tell me to wait for me in the living room. — I retract my claws and pull the my fingers from the hardwood, which only makes the situation worse due to the horrendous sound it makes.
She literally trembles, I growl softly in response and it makes her pale as a sheet. I'm on edge, having to act too quickly in this regard, so anything stresses me out.
- Yes sir.
Before I can stand, the girl wearing a simple black uniform runs out, fleeing as if I were a lion on the loose. I give her a few minutes to move away, and only then do I move into the living room, where I find Karina Choi standing, examining my luxurious furniture. I like that she appreciates what I have, I'm like a dragon proud of her treasure, even if material things initially didn't matter so much to me.
I stop at the top of the wide wooden staircase, without her noticing my presence, and watch her amidst the red carpet and sofas. Her dark hair is shinier than before, a little shorter too, but still close to her waist.
Yesterday, after leaving the office where Karina should never set foot again, I called my secretary and made him get everything ready so that she could pretend to be someone from my world.
I intend to dress her from head to toe with the best fabrics, with the pieces that make her stand out the most. Cover it with sparkling jewelry that always delights the Persians and leave your skin softer than ever.
However, even though I spent the day at the spa, the beauty salon and then from store to store with my trusted contractor, choosing everything to the smallest detail to match what I already have in my closet, Karina chose to continue wearing her own clothes. clothes.
I would be more irritated by her clear refusal of what I gave her, which is a great affront, however, I am too intrigued by her for that. The small, pale female runs her finger delicately over a waning moon sculpture on my coffee table, assessing the object as carefully as possible, and my body responds as if it were my dick that was being touched and handled by her. .
A sort of current of energy travels through my body and I lean back against the wall, still able to see her, and convincing myself not to masturbate to the sight. She wouldn't understand this, she would get scared and back out of our agreement.
I need to make her addicted to pleasure and only then expel shame from her body. When she has a collar around your neck, covered in cum and begging for more, everything will be different.
Fire shoots up my abdomen, burning beneath my skin and leaving me hotter than I'd like. My feral side likes this one a lot
female and I will let my possessiveness go as far as it can, until the moment this is all over.
I don't even know how long I spend watching Karina move the solid gold sculpture, one of the oldest symbols of my culture, which greatly values the moon, until she scans the environment, probably wondering where I am and why I'm taking so long, and finds my eyes with yours.
Her face turns color easily, her round cheeks and nose turn crimson from being caught like this, so I lazily descend the stairs, being measured by her latent curiosity.
First the female stares at my tail, which she is always looking at, actually. She probably liked how I put it on her leg, the way it felt against her skin. Little does Karina know that I intend to place it in many other places on her body…
Then look at my horns and hands, where my claws are collected. She sees the black color from the burns, which goes halfway up my forearm, ending up as if it were actually black paint on my skin. These are my scars that have the same color as the tattoos that males tend to develop during their adult lives, except me. I'm broke and I only have one tattoo, which is on my chest.
And then he returns to my face, where he can't resist watching my mouth. I lick my bottom lip, with my tongue bigger and much more malleable than hers, and I feel her sweet taste of fear, but not the slight sour taste of her excitement. I tried this at the hotel and only a little.
— You could have told me about everything that would happen today — she complains, nervous about the silence and shifting uncomfortably. — I-I didn't even know there were so many things you could do to your hair and skin. My hair is shining brighter than this thing here,” she comments and points to the golden waning moon sculpture, as if she desperately wants to draw attention away from herself.
If Karina doesn't know how to stand my gaze, tonight she will feel more anxious than ever, as we are going to a special dinner.
— I see you don't like to be surprised, sweetie. — My nickname It seems more than appropriate, given its constant scent teasing me.
— You must have spent a lot today, much more than the money you will pay me. — He shrugs. — That woman at the mall kept taking a bunch of pieces and making me try them on, she even took me to a seamstress for her
make some new party dresses. We even ate twice in super expensive restaurants — he says, as if what happened to him today was absurd, which makes a lot of sense.
The bag that Karina used the first time I saw her, and even the one that is on her shoulders now, looks like something very old, that is peeling and even has some patches on it. The sandal on her feet certainly used to have a lot of glitter glued to its straps, which almost all fell off, leaving behind only the glue mark.
And as much as that is acceptable to her, I could never take a female like that into Persian high society and expect her to be desired by them, as appearance is a very important thing for large families. I had to adapt myself when I arrived in Red Town.
— I was the one who asked for the formal dresses and I also told her that she should feed him, since they spent the day shopping. And don't worry, I still have money to pay you — I say the last sentence just to see her blush more, as if that were possible.
I myself could never walk around with Karina, among ordinary humans. I only go out to empty places or inhabited by trustworthy people of my kind.
— I know that, look at this house! This is gold, isn't it? — Point to the polished waning moon.
— It's pure gold with emeralds at the base — I murmur, still face her. Karina is a scared little thing, but at the same time, she also has something magnetic and a sweet brown look. Makes me want to watch her, find out what happens when she's not so tense. — As soon as the contract is signed, the fifteen thousand you owe to finish paying for the house will be in your account — I warn you, as it's already close to dinner time. She parts her lips in surprise. — I know exactly how much you owe, it's much more than the twentyfive thousand that my assistant offered you. - Knows all?!
- All. The credit cards, the house, the hospital bills. — I'm here closest to her, who goes backwards, but bumps into the arm of the sofa and jumps a little in fright. — I'll pay the fifteen thousand now, so your mother doesn't get evicted, but the rest only at the end of our contract.
— And where is the contract? — he asks quickly, becoming more
Eager to see what you will have to sign.
I walk to one of the closets in the room and take the sheets of paper from the drawer. Karina's contract is very similar to a heat contract used by large families.
It turns out that males do not always wake up when they reach thirty, so parents usually hire specialized females for a few months, so that they can stay around their son, fucking frequently, until the male goes into heat and awakens this in the female as well, which is removed shortly afterwards, so it does not become pregnant with the change in the persane's sperm, now capable of producing offspring.
The woman who came into heat and was hired is not the one who will carry the family's heirs in her belly. The Persians act like royalty and arrange marriages and mergers of their companies here in the big cities.
The rich female is the one who must marry the male in heat and produce the child. Then the heat caretaker has her own heat stopped with some very rare herbs, so she doesn't get pregnant, because the bodies of females and males in heat don't stop exciting them and driving them crazy until they produce a cub.
Of course I made some changes to this contract, so that it better suits what I have now with Karina, who receives the pages and reads them with a horrified look on her face. She even sits on the couch, and with every page she turns, she becomes more scared.
— What kind of contract is this? — Arches both eyebrows. - You are you kidding me? — His voice almost breaks.
— I don't joke, not like that...
I will still teach her my “games”.
— Here you're saying I can't even take a shower alone! That no I can play another one! — Stand back up and face me head on.
— The contract is more than fair.
- No, it is not! — he shouts, starting to test my patience.
— What kind of male would I be if I let you even get close to me? a man without my permission? You are mine from now on, publicly, and that would not be honorable—I keep keeping my voice down, because if I have to raise my voice with this female, I will forget that she is a little clawless human.
— My God in heaven, what century are you living in?! — he exclaims, outraged, and begins to want to move. But before she took the third step, I already grabbed her wrists and placed them in front of her breasts, which
They rise and fall in rapid breaths and make my dick throb at the image.
Being always excited in your presence is definitely a disadvantage of mine.
— You cannot masturbate without my permission and without me seeing your every move. No male should even speak to her or he will lose his eyes and hands! — I growl, pulling her and making her very close to me. And she's so scared, she just stands there and stares at me. My eyes must be shining a lot. — You don't take off your clothes alone or choose what you wear, where you go or what you do. It's mine now! Temporary partners are like that.
“This is sexual slavery,” he whispers, the scent of fear filling him.
making it almost impossible to bear. I want to consume it, change it, turn it into excitement.
I want to push Karina against the fucking sofa, lift her dress and stick my tongue deep inside her pussy, to show her who is the master of her body from now on.
— If you want to call it slavery, I don't care. That's what a female owes a male!
She will obey me, whether she wants to or not.
My harsh words awaken the female, who begins to shake to free herself from my grip. It's a shame I could carry Karina any way she wanted, her weight and strength are nothing compared to mine.
— You elves are all crazy if you treat women like this and you should be arrested!
— Any Persian woman would be more than happy to follow these rules for have me between your legs. — I practically continue to growl the words, which become deformed, my voice is so thick. — They would beg to be fucked, Karina, to be tied up and eaten by me!
— If they're happy with it, that's their problem! - he shouts, wanting reach the same volume of voice as me. — You said it didn't involve sex and now you want to watch me touch myself, you're not keeping your word! That's disgusting!
A loud growl escapes me and I end up letting go of her, and she falls onto the couch with a determined look on her face.
Be a civilized Persian, Klaus. Don't let her get you off the hook and receive something she's not prepared to handle.
— Maybe you still don't understand what's going on here, who I am — I say through gritted teeth, keeping my fury under a thin layer of protection and I approach her, who flees to the farthest corner of the sofa from me. — My scent has to be all over your body. Your skin has to be marked by me, with bites, hickeys, and preferably also with my cum, but I'll let you escape that part, since I'm feeling so good at heart today — I say ironically and my words to make them gasp in fright. — Your nakedness is mine, your looks are mine!
The bestial side of me would never accept less, even if it was just a way to get to Dante. If she doesn't want something like that with me, then I can never be in the same environment as this female again. My body will never give me peace if I don't make it submit to me, even without sex.
— You crazy asshole… you want to put me in some kind of slavery
sexual! — He practically spits out the words and I let them escape me, running to the door of the room that faces the street.
Maybe it's better this way. Maybe I should find a human with a less maddening scent. Similar, but not as powerful.
— The agreement does not involve sex, I will not suck you or penetrate you, I will not
touch your human pussy or leave you in my bed in ecstasy. — As much as doing such things would give me a lot of pleasure, I would never pay a female to take me, I don't need that. I know very well how to seduce them. — But you are still mine for this week and you will submit, especially since the contract says that in the end I will pay all your current debts and an additional ten thousand.
— I will not submit to a pervert!
The problem between me and Karina is that she doesn't understand my culture, my way of being. For my people, possessiveness, nudity, heat contracts are natural things. For her it is absurd.
—Then walk out that door now and lose everything. — I stare at Karina in the background from your eyes, to know that I'm serious. — Survive day after day until your death, without ever knowing what it's like to truly live, without ever having access to financial stability, studies and time to breathe. — My words reach her, I know that, because they are cutting, raw. — Let your mother be evicted, let her lose everything she fought for her entire life. Leave her without medical assistance, without the necessary medicines and vitamins and go, Karina! But don't look back,
why if you to look, I no I go you to leave to go out.