Chapter 6:

Training Intensifies

Harper’s POV

After that first breeding, Marcus’s obsession became all-consuming. He no longer just teased me. He trained me. Every day started with new rules and new ways to remind me who owned this nineteen-year-old body.

That morning he presented me with a small, smooth metal plug. “Bend over the bed, little girl.”

I obeyed immediately, lifting my short skirt and spreading my legs. He worked lube over the plug, then pressed the cold tip against my tight asshole.

“Relax for Daddy,” he murmured, pushing it in slowly. I moaned as it stretched me open and popped inside. “Good. You’ll wear this all day. No excuses.”...