Page 21 of Varro's Human Bride
Varro loved Caylee. Truly and deeply. She was his human, his mate, and he would vanquish anyone or anything that ever dared to come between them. He would battle the very Gods themselves in order to keep her as his for all time.
“Caylee, my sweet human,” he said, his throat tightening, “are you all right?”
She sniffled and peered up at him, looking utterly lost. He withdrew a clean white cloth from his pocket and dabbed at the tears that lingered on her face. She drew a deep breath and held his gaze. “I-I think so,Xerr. Please, I-I cannot stand the thought of you remaining cross with me. What can I do to earn your forgiveness? Please tell me. If you want to strap me for longer, I will take it. Just forgive me, please.” Her face crumpled and more tears slid down her cheeks.
Her words stunned him. He clutched her face and waited for her to open her eyes and look at him.
“My sweet human, I have already forgiven you. I am sorry for not saying it sooner. Shh, all is well between us again. I promise. Your punishment is over. Now is the time for gentleness and forgiveness.”
A look of immense relief filled her features. “Thank you,Xerr. I am glad this is over. I promise I won’t behave in such a way again. I-I give you my word.”
He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and she melted against him.
“I am glad it’s over, as well.” His throat burned. “I did not enjoy punishing you, little human. I don’t like causing you pain or making you cry; however, I will not hesitate to repeat such a punishment in the future if you misbehave or disobey me in any way. Do you understand, sweetness?”
“Yes,Xerr.” She touched the side of his face. “Thank you…for holding me.”
He tightened his arms around her. “I will always comfort you in the aftermath of a punishment, little human. You are my heart. You have become a part of me.”I love you. He didn’t say it, but he almost did. The fear that she didn’t reciprocate his level of affection held him back. Bersenna’s rejection had hurt and he hadn’t truly loved her. He couldn’t imagine the sweeping devastation of Caylee’s rejection. He would rather take a knife to the heart.
She laced her arms around his waist and leaned against his chest, snuggling deeper into his arms, and her reply, softly and sweetly spoken, buoyed his spirits. “I have come to care for you, too,Xerr.”
* * *
He cared about her.He really cared about her. He hadn’t used the wordlove, but it was close enough.You are my heart. Happiness filled her as she recalled his tenderly spoken confession. He was her heart, too. He was her everything.
Tears blurred her vision and she closed her eyes, reveling in his comforting embrace. Her bottom throbbed from her chastisement and she suspected she would be sore for days, but she didn’t hate him for thrashing her. It wasn’t as though he’d sprung the idea of punishment upon her all of a sudden—he’d informed her of his methods of wifely discipline the very day they’d met, not long after they received the marriage blessing.
Despite her lingering pain, the heat throbbing between her thighs hadn’t ceased. It had grown stronger throughout her punishment—even when he’d brought the strap down across her already reddened cheeks—and now it blazed hotter with each passing second. When she thought she detected the hardness of Varro’s stiffening cock beneath her bare bottom, she couldn’t resist squirming upon his lap.
A low growl emanated from his throat and a shiver of anticipation rippled through her.
Still holding her in his arms, he reached between her thighs and caressed her throbbing wetness, stroking his fingers through her vast moisture as she spread her legs further, inviting his touch.
“You’re positively drenched.” He shifted to cup her pussy, grinding the heel of his palm over her clit. She couldn’t resist undulating against his touch. “Do you want your master’s cock inside you, little human?”
“Yes,Xerr.” She writhed upon his hand in a shameless manner, unable to help herself. She craved him beyond all reason, needed him inside hernow. “Please,Xerr.”
He rose from the bed, still holding her, and placed her on her feet. He turned her and guided her over the bed once more. “This will be the most comfortable position for you,” he said, caressing her sore bottom. “Spread your legs nice and wide. Show me your pink, swollen parts. Show me what belongs to me.”
She did as he commanded, inching her legs apart until he made a noise of approval in his throat.
“Very good.” He patted her left cheek. “Now stay right there.”
He walked to a dresser and removed something from the top drawer, a little red box that she was instantly curious about. Her heart hammered in her chest. What was inside? When he flipped the lid open and pulled out a phallus-shaped object, her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.
“Xerr?”
“Relax, Caylee. Do not be afraid.”
She didn’t understand. Why would he insert that object inside her instead of his cock? She longed to feelhimpumping in and out of her pussy.
He held the object closer for her inspection. “This is an anal plug. At the press of a button, I can make it become larger or smaller inside you. This is what it looks like in its smallest form.”
She gasped and grew tense as he shifted behind her. Oh God. An anal plug. Shame swept through her, knowing he was about to touch her bottom hole again. Not only that, but he was going to insert somethinginside it.
Having his finger inside her had been embarrassing enough. But he’d promised to fuck her there one day, she suddenly remembered, and her face heated at the prospect of him inching his big, hard cock into her tightest hole.
He dipped the plug into her pussy. “First, I’m going to coat the plug in your moisture, little human. I have lubrication I can use when needed, as I intend to start training your bottom hole on a daily basis starting today, but right now I think we’ll use the wetness between your thighs. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen so you completely drenched before.”
