——Cooper’s eyes focused on the beauty. She was beginning to awaken, and that was enough to cause his heart to pound. He wasn’t going to be beat anymore—or at least not as much—if he finally had a usable bride, one that could actually move, and speak, rather than just lay there as he fucked her senseless. His eyes lit up as she maneuvered in the bed beside him, but the look of terror in her eyes was enough to cause him to feel in control. He was in control, and this girl wasn’t going anywhere, ever. He didn’t care what he had to do to her, more rape, or threatening, he was going to get her to listen to him. She was going to be his, and she wasn’t going to be allowed to laugh at him no matter the circumstances. She was going to take him seriously, no matter what. His fingers moved down to trace across her hair, “You have awakened at last.” he trilled, his fingers moving to trace down her chest, over the swell of her breasts, and the curve of her stomach, before sliding between her legs. He could feel the mixture of her blood, and his juices that he had just spilled into her moments before, and he couldn’t help, but to smile.
——“It is about time you have awoken princess.”he cooed, his hand moving from between her legs, showing her the juices that he had collected, before wiping them on her tattered dress, “Sorry about your clothing…it felt so good to rip it.” he whispered in a snide voice, his lips curving into a sadistic smile. “You might be sore for a while…you belong to me now. I made you mine, quite a few times.” he mentioned, his eyes glancing into hers intently. She was nothing more than his property now. Nothing more than a body for him to fuck when he pleased, and provide him with children as he did.