Her sky blue eyes seemed to grow larger than they already were at the idea of an ordeal worse than branding. The scent of alcohol and arousal was thick in the air as he leaned towards her and took another kiss from her. She held her eyes shut this time, attempting to pull away from him slowly, as not to disturb him immediately. The last thing she needed was punishment.<br/><br/>A shiver shot up her spine when she felt the silken fabric slide easily over her shoulder. What was he playing at? If anything, Amora wished to be far away from here, or perhaps, even locked in a cage in the cellar of this massive castle. At least he wouldn't toy with her body as if she were nothing but a doll for him to undress and play with at his leisure. Her knees tucked themselves between the two bodies, keeping Naeth's hot chest off her own. She could feel something stirring within her, but it didn't feel right. She was afraid and humiliated, and he seemed to be planning something that would be a terrible, terrible thing to do back in her village. Any man and any woman who did such things before marriage were shunned and banished from the village. The last thing she needed was to return there somehow only to be sent away again.