Page 10 of Tethered Souls

His fans hot against my cheeks.

Holding my gaze, Varius pushes a finger inside me, going slowly, taking his time as he stretches me. I have only ever masturbated by stimulating the outside of my pussy, never put anything inside me. It’s too overwhelming, and I grab his hand in a pathetic attempt to stop him from going in any further.

“Have you ever come with a man?” he asks, his eyes darkening as he pushes his finger in deeper.

I’m struggling to form words, so I just shake my head, too turned on to give him any lip right now.

“Good.” He draws his finger out, and for a second I think he’s finished with me, but then he pushes two fingers all the way in, stretching me completely. Dear gods, if I feel this full already, how is he ever going to get his cock inside me?

My lips part on a silent pant.

“I’m not after a wife,” he says.

I raise my eyes to his, confusion furrowing my brows.

“I just need heirs.”

My back stiffens. I try to push him off me, but he curls his fingers, and a bolt of desire rips through me. My nails dig into his wrist as I arch on a small cry. My entire body trembles. My pussy clenches around him, begging him to do whatever he just did again.

“You’ll be ready for me whenever I want you.” He presses his palm against my clit and rubs soft circles across it.

I want to protest the barbarity of his request, but every time I start to form words on my tongue, he does something that makes me forget them all over again.

“Occasionally, you’ll host a party. You will dress the part, and you will act the part of my wife, but there will never be love between us.”

His fingers curl, and my hips buck as I chase that high he’s dangling in front of me. I ride his hand shamelessly, not a protest in my mind about him never loving me. I could never love a monster like him either, but I can sure as hel come on his fingers. They curl. They thrust. They take me to the edge of ecstasy. But he doesn’t let me over it, changing his rhythm every time I’m about to come.

A soft whimper escapes me as I try to rock my hips in the way I need to, but I have only ever come from outside pressure, and I don’t know what I’m doing.

“Any questions?” he asks.

“Please,” I say as I lift my hips. “I need…”

His breath quickens, but Varius doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t give me that last bit of pleasure either. He just keeps alternating between what he’s doing, dragging me to the edge every time, only to then back away.

A whimper tumbles out of my lips. “Varius,” I rasp. The pleasure is starting to turn into pain, into desperation, into an addict’s need as their eyes latch onto their special brand of poison, and this might very easily become mine.

“I can’t…” I cry, my breaths hard and fast between soft noises I can’t control. “I can’t… I need... Varius,please.”

He pulls his fingers free of my underwear, and I’m left on that damn edge. My limbs shaking. My breath heaving. My pussy spasming with so muchneed.

“No,” I protest as he steps away from me.

“I’ll let your father know I’m satisfied.”

“Well, I’m not!” I sputter. I was so fucking close.

Stillamso fucking close.

Whimpering, I shove my own hand down my panties, but he’s on me in a second, his fingers hard around my wrist as he ducks his head down to mine. I meet his gaze head-on. My fingers stroke back and forth between my lips as I glare at him. I want them to go lower, to slip inside me, but he’s stronger than I am and manages to hold me still.

“Why not?” I damn near whine.

“Because the first time you come is going to be on my cock.”

My mouth runs dry.

He leans in until his lips graze my ear. “Now be a good girl and pull your fingers out.”