Page 22 of Varro's Human Bride
He pushed the plug deeper into her womanly core and began twisting it slowly around. She moaned and occasionally lifted her hips, only to thrust her center back down on the bed so her clit would rub upon the edge of the bed.
“Naughty girl. Do that again and I’ll swat the delicate folds of your pussy. You aren’t to receive any pleasure or come until my cock is buried deep inside you.”
She was burning with need, so lost in her desire to have him filling her up that she almost forgot her fear of the plug going into her bottom. But the second he withdrew the object from her wetness and placed the tip at her pucker, she tensed and whimpered, a flush heating her all over. It had been a struggle to accept the one thick finger he’d put inside her during their first mating session and she couldn’t fathom how difficult it would be to accept the much larger plug. Still, she resolved to try her best to please her master, the husband who held her heart.
“Relax your bottom hole, little human. Very good.” He breached her snug entrance, slipping the tip of the plug inside. Waves of heat descended upon her and her clit throbbed harder. She realized the sooner the plug was seated fully inside her ass, the sooner he would thrust his cock into her aching pussy, and she took a deep breath and forced herself to relax further.
“You’re doing great, Caylee. It’s almost all the way inside. There. All done. Good girl.” His praise warmed her heart, even as she struggled to adjust to the sudden fullness in her ass.
He gripped her hips and she moaned when she felt his hard cock sliding up and down through her wet folds. Each time the tip of his manhood dragged over her clit, she almost came, she was that far on edge. But at the last moment, just before she fell into the quaking abyss of a release, his cock moved away from her throbbing nubbin. It was bliss and torture all at once.
When he positioned his cock directly at the entrance of her pussy and finally started pushing inside, she almost broke down into tears, the relief sweeping through her was so great. He soon set a rapid pace of pumping into her, driving fast and deep as he claimed her. It was an odd—but not unpleasant sensation—having a plug in her ass while her husband repeatedly drove into her center. With each thrust, her clit rubbed against the bed, and it wasn’t long before she was moaning and writhing beneath him as a powerful release swept over her.
The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room as he pounded her harder, and harder still. When he finally came inside her, spurting his seed into her depths in quick undulating bursts, he emitted a fierce growl and tightened his hold on her hips.
He stroked her back and gently withdrew from her pussy. Too tired and breathless to move, she remained bent over the bed while he ran a hand through her hair and placed a soft kiss upon her cheek. She could only imagine how ravaged she looked right now—with her bottom well-punished and likely bright red, her pussy swollen and dripping with his seed to coat her inner thighs, and a plug still seated deep in her bottom. But she knew exactly how she felt—cherished beyond all measure.
One last thing was bothering her though, and while she wasn’t sure if it was smart to broach the subject, she couldn’t stop herself.
“Xerr, can I ask you a question?”
“Anything.”
“Do you care about her? The female from the market?”
“No,” he replied without hesitation. “You are the only female I care for, sweet human. I swear it on my life.”
Chapter 14
The house was shrouded in darkness.
Julie tiptoed downstairs, careful not to make the smallest sound. It was the middle of the night and Varro was sleeping, but she absolutely could not wait until the next time her mate left the compound to contact Nova—whenever that would be. She had a feeling Nova would answer quickly, despite the late hour. No doubt her sister was worried sick after not running into her in the marketplace as they’d so carefully planned.
A quick video comm call and then straight back to bed, she promised herself.
Once in the library, she settled in front of the video comm and winced as her punished bottom hit the hard surface of the chair. She turned the device on and entered Nova’s number. A second later, Nova’s worried expression filled the screen.
“Julie! Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything’s fine, I swear it. I’m sorry about today. My mate wished to leave the marketplace early, before we could reach the jewelry booths. I feel terrible that I couldn’t see you today. I’m so sorry.” She wouldn’t mention how the rest of her afternoon had unfolded. She didn’t want Nova to worry.
“I’m glad nothing’s wrong, sis. Oh man, was I worried.”
“Varro is sleeping, but I’d better go now. I just wanted to call you quickly and let you know everything is all right. We’ll try to arrange another time to meet soon. Promise. I love you, sis.”
“Love you, too.”
“Caylee? Who are you speaking with?” Varro’s deep voice cut through the room and a chill descended upon Julie.Oh, God, no. No, no, no.
She turned in her chair and met her husband’s dark gaze. “Xerr. You’re awake.”
He strode to her and looked at the screen. “Who is this human female?”
“Oh, um, this is Nova. My old friend from New Leesburg who I thought I saw in the marketplace today.” She prayed Nova caught on quickly and played along with her fib. “We kept in touch while I was still on Earth. That-that is how I know her comm number.”
“An old friend? Do you think I’m a fool? Tell me one more lie and see what happens, Caylee,” he said. “The two of you are so similar in appearance, I thought you were twins at first glance. You’re related, are you not?”
Julie didn’t know what to do. She looked from Nova to Varro as despair filled her. Her whole world had finally come crashing down around her, just as she’d known it would all along. She had only hoped she had more time, especially since Varro had only recently confessed he cared for her.
