He's left me in this room covered in his cum, and expects me to wait until one of his servants turns up and escorts me to 'our' room. I'm still trembling from the blowjob, and my throat and mouth ache like hell. I take a shaky breath and glance around, finally able to breathe without his stifling presence. He’s like an entity, dominating the air I breathe and commanding my body at all times. Because my pussy throbs for him even when I’m in a state of shock. It’s horrific, and I flush at the thought of him knowing. Of course, he knows; he hears every thought in my mind.
This cannot be happening to me.
I'm left with a soaked pussy, and it's not fair. Calix nearly got me off with his hand alone; I can't imagine how I'd have reacted to his dick or fingers in me. Or his mouth on my pussy...
Stop! You sound like his whore.
I yank open the bathroom door and throw water on my face, inhaling sharply at the unexpected chill. The water is like ice! But then, I guess I am in the mountains. Who knows what plumbing werewolves use?
What the hell did I justthink? Werewolves and plumbing sounds so far-fetched I don’t even know what to say.
I wipe at my face, struggling to get it clean.
Ugh.
How dare he treat me this way?
Then again, I did it willingly. And now I know what gets him angry—telling him I'm not his mate. Which I'm not, so it's going to happen again. I shiver at the thought, my swollen pussy lips hurting as I walk.
Damn you, Calix!
I stare at the door and pat my face dry. Calix told me not to fucking move, so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
Something about defying him makes me tingle, while my stomach churns with fear. Such opposite ends of the spectrum.
Maybe I am going insane. Either that or I have a death wish.
I move to the door and twist the doorknob, my heart hammering in my chest when it tugs open.
I peek out, wondering what I’ll find out here. I half expect to see Calix prowling the hallway, but so far, so good. It’s empty.
The hallway extends both ways, curving out of sight, so I don't know which way to go. I head right and hope for the best, wondering if I’ll be lucky enough to find a door that leads to the outside. I hurry, glancing behind me before slamming into someone who lets out a surprised, “Oof!”
It's Vix, the woman from earlier. She sighs when she sees my face and motions for me to follow her. She doesn't seem surprised, and I wonder if Calix has done this before.
“I take it I’m not the first woman to wear this mask,” I say to Vix, beyond embarrassed.
A flash of jealousy runs through me, and I purse my lips, hating the thought of him touching another woman.
Wait, why do you care?
“There will be no other women now he’s found his mate.” Vix gives me a warm smile, and I stare at her.
How does she know he thinks I’m his mate? Has he told her?
I debate with myself until Vix pushes open a thick oak door, and my mouth drops open. If I thought the view earlier was a sight to behold, then this is something else.
Floor-to-ceiling glass surrounds us, even above us. The largest bed I've ever seen commands most of the space in the room, and it looks like it's made from tree trunks, with branches still attached. The sheets are black silk, and I count four pillows side by side before shaking my head.
How many people sleep here?
I follow Vix to another room, this one just as breathtaking as the first. A roll-top bath complete with clawed feet rests by the window, and my body aches to climb into a hot bath, complete with bubbles. To my left is a walk-in shower, big enough for at least four people.
Is this a community bedroom?
Stacks of fluffy white towels sit on a tree trunk beside the shower, and I marvel at it. It looks like it's grown here!
“I'm going to get you some clothes, but feel free to pop one of those robes on when you're finished bathing. You'll find soap and shampoo, etc. in that cupboard,” Vix finally speaks, pointing at a tall cabinet built into the wall to the side of the bath. “I'll grab you some food too. I'll be about half an hour.”