Page 57 of Wicked Magik
While he is my creator I feel a connection to him I could never describe, it is why I tried my hardest to get to know him.
But he doesn’t want me as a person, just as a thing.
A deep thunderous purr rumbled through my chest. “You and I both like this. I like to groom you.”
Vesper giggled and leaned her head back. Her hair is long and beautiful, it reminded me much of my Lord’s that he normally keeps piled on top of his head.
"I think I'll put my hair up tonight, what do you think?" She asks, holding a black ribbon and starting to gather her hair on top of her head. With her hair lifted away from her neck and back, my chest vibrates in agreement. I can see the elegant curveof her neck and the pulse of her heartbeat. My body trembles with longing and desire.
“I bled enough so you can eat with Lord Veylor. I don’t think you gnawing at my arm at the table would be appropriate.”
I huffed in annoyance and held her by the waist with my large hands. My claws touched each other because her waist was so small. “I do not care, it would show him that you were mine and he can’t take you away from me.”
Vesper chuckled as she finished her hair.
My Lord wanted my pet. While I hadpinkie promisedVesper I would not enter her mind, on purpose, her mind was open and loud. She had left me while I was sleeping and ventured into my Lord’s chambers. She was foolish. I couldn’t believe she would do such a thing, but after reading her memories, I saw the reasoning behind it.
Vesper was only protecting me.
She wanted to let him know I was hers. She claimed me and spoke against my Lord like he was a child.
My chest puffed in pride. My pet had claimed me, she had done exactly what I wanted to do. I have shown her I am an excellent master and male to her and now she will never want to leave.
It will take her time to tell me she loves me out loud. I will have her telling me these words so soon.
The tip of my cock has tasted her cunt and just this morning she wrestled with the idea of letting me shove it inside her.
I whined when she stood and patted her hair. “Look okay?”
I nodded, unable to say anything. She was everything I was not. Beautiful and accepting.
I saw how my Lord looked at her in lust. He was going to take her from me, use her, dispose of her.
This couldn't happen.
He would have to rid me from this living plane first.
As I stepped into the grand dining hall, the moon cast a silvery glow through the tall windows, its light diffused in a misty haze that seemed to soften the edges of the night. Cradled in my arms, my pet squirmed slightly, expressing her discontent at being held.
Her dress draped elegantly over one side of my arm, resembling an oversized blanket. The soft fabric brushed against my skin as I walked, adding to the ethereal atmosphere of the room.
My Lord liked everyone dressed nicely for meals.
“I really don’t need you to carry me, Orie. My legs work fine.”
The fear that my Lord might enter and whisk her away was palpable, and I couldn't allow it. If she left me, my entire world would crumble, and I would be consumed by fury. I would set the estate ablaze, reduce his lab to ashes, and obliterate everything in my path.
“I like carrying you.” I nuzzled my hardened nose into her hair. “I want you with me always.”
“He’s so cheesy, I can’t help but fall for him more,”she said inside her.
My chest let out a steady rumble, and my tail flicked back and forth. As we stepped into the grand dining hall. A long, polishedtable stretched out, adorned with deep red candles that cast a warm, flickering glow across the room.
Platters of food were arranged, each dish artfully presented. Although none of it was suitable for my palate, there was an abundance of choices that would surely satisfy Vesper. The air was thick with the aroma of roasted meats and freshly baked breads, and I immediately heard her stomach growl in response.
Foolish, I should have gotten her a snack earlier.
“It appears you haven’t fed the human very well, Oryx. The dress is almost too big for her and her stomach can be heard from here.”
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