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My other fingers reached between my folds. I was already wet, the furs beneath me becoming damp.

I whimpered.

I wasn’t going to need the lube Aunt Melina said would be beside the bedside table.

No, too far gone for that. I stuck in one finger, loving the feeling. I haven’t had much else inside, and I wanted another. Two fingers, and then three. My fingers were slender. I knew three fingers weren’t that much of a stretch. I’d just like to wish it was.

Just so Valpar could at least stick the tip of his cock inside me.

I moaned, wishing so much to feel him there. The heat of his body above me, for him to want me the way I wanted him.

But he wasn’t here.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I surrendered to the vividness of my imagination. His hands, strong and possessive, caressed every inch of my body, leaving a trail of electric sensations in their wake. I could almost feel the soft pressure of his lips as they traced a tantalizing path from the nape of my neck, down to the curve of my shoulders. His warm breath created a delicious contrast against my skin, igniting a fire deep within me. The intensity of the moment consumed me, as my heart raced and my senses heightened, lost in the intoxicating fantasy of his touch.

I thrust my fingers in and out of my pussy, trying to replicate the feeling of his cock inside me. I was wet and warm and ready for him.

But he still wasn’t here.

The frustration built up inside me, and I took a risk, reaching for the dildo with a vibrator option beside me. My fingers shook as I turned it on and pressed it against my clit. My whole body jolted at the sensation, and I let out a loud moan. It was as if he was there with me, pleasuring me himself.

I closed my eyes, my back bowed, and I felt my release coming. “Valpar!” I cried and pushed my fingers deeper inside me while the vibrator tickled my clit. My fingers were coated in the heat of my arousal and I panted, but I wasn’t tired, not in the least.

I wanted more. I slid the tip inside. It was smaller than the otherthingsinside the chest, but this one was stretching me.

I winced, and then a roar came from across the room.

“FEMALE!”

I froze, my fingers still inside me, but I took the vibrating dildo away from my body. A low growl rumbled through the room, and I turned to see Valpar standing there, his eyes blazing with fury and desire.

His muscular chest heaving as he took in the scene before him. I could feel his eyes on me, drinking in every inch of my exposed body. But I couldn’t move. I was frozen in shock.

Like, duh, you knew you were gonna get caught, Calliope, it shouldn’t be a shock.

Valpar took a step towards me, his gaze never leaving mine. “What are you doing?” he demanded, his voice rough with emotion.

I couldn’t form any words. My body was screaming for release and yet at the same time was paralyzed with fear of what Valpar was going to do.

He took another step closer, his eyes darkening with lust as he saw the tears forming in mine.

Valpar climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over mine. “I have… neglected you?” It came out in the form of a question rather than a statement.

I nodded. “You don’t touch me anymore.” I whispered. “Mates touch each other. Love each other.”

Valpar hung his head.

“Bassza!”

Chapter Twenty-One

Valpar

I’ve neglected my mateand that has been my fault. Now, she had taken matters into her own hands, by touching herself.

I am jealous of her fingers and of this thing she had near her cunt.

What in dark soil is that thing?

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