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I whined, curling my fingers to stroke against my g-spot and make my internal walls flutter from the pleasure. Ozzy kept murmuring naughty encouragements to me as I touched myself.“Rub your clit until you come for me, little fin.”
My finger against the nub of pleasure was electric, sending a zing through my body as I bucked. When in heat a mere couple of seconds of clit stimulation was enough to send me over the edge, and right now was no different than usual. Movement of my fingers stalled as I shouted up at the ceiling, eyes squeezed shut as the fantasy version of Oswald smirked in my mind’s eye.
With my pussy clenching on nothing, the orgasm faded fast, leaving me damp with sweat and biting my lip at the feeling of emptiness. “Please,” I said, opening my eyes to glance toward the waiting toy.
“Please what? Do you want to use that cock and fuck yourself?”
“Yes, let me fuck myself for real,”I pleaded.
When Ozzy and I had first done this, after my brief exploration of humans, I’d been so embarrassed at the neediness I felt. He’d reassured me I was sexy and my mate would love to hear me needy one day, driving the point home by talking dirty to me constantly. I still doubted I could ever be like this with anyone but him, though.
“Slide it in, then. Make sure you curve it up to hit that spot you love to get pounded… Good. Fuck yourself harder than that while you rub your clit. I know you like it rough.”
I came again when the dildo entered me. Having something to clench around made the orgasm last longer, but my absolute gush of wetness gave me very little friction. My pussy wanted something bigger to stretch me to my limits and make all the slick necessary. Another orgasm crept up on me as I fucked myself hard and fast, but I froze when Oswald spoke.“Don’t come. You come when I tell you to this time.”
Limbs trembling with the effort, I slowed down my pace. Long, slow thrusts, not hitting too hard or too deep, were the only way to listen to the command. And I listened to his commands. I couldn’t imagine why, considering I didn’t listen to a gods damned thing from anyone else. “Fuck… Ozzy…”
He chuckled deeply.“Keep going.”
“Can I come?”I asked, using our telepathy because my mouth was occupied with moaning.
“Is that how you ask nicely?”
“Can I please come, Ozzy?”
“Better. Fuck yourself harder until you come again. What a good girl.”
My arm started to cramp as I thrust the dildo into me, but it didn’t detract from the sweet relief I felt when I came, calling out his name. When he commanded I keep going after my orgasm, I didn’t complain. Maybe with a whole lot of luck, he would wear me out enough that the tiredness would numb the inevitable onslaught of pain.
Chapter 6
Caspian
I’dbeenattackedbya cat.
Not a big cat shifter like a cougar or a lion. Not even a regular old big cat.
No.
My legs had been clawed up by a tiny orange ball of what was nothing more than a feral fucking house cat.
Sure, my injuries had healed fast once the demon had detached its claws from my skin. My pride would take a hell of a lot longer to heal. More than my pride, I was worried about Freya. She’d flown into a panic when we’d touched, acting erratically and drenched in arousal. If I didn’t know any better, I would be worried that she’d been going into heat.
There was no way she was an Omega, though. After that first night meeting her at the bar, Shan had dug deep into her history. She was 24, from a family of Betas with an older Omega sister who lived in Zemterra with her mate. Freya didn’t smell like an Omega at all, despite the consistent arousal I scented on her, and the chances of a Beta family having two Omega daughters were slim. If she’d revealed, she would have a mate mark or be at the Sanctuary right now. Without a mate or the Sanctuary to help, her heats would be borderline lethal.
“If you’re going to be pissing off my bartenders, you’re not welcome here.”
A hand grabbed my arm, and I resisted the urge to throw him off me. Matthias, the owner of this fine establishment rife with murder and mayhem, dragged me toward the front door. No doubt to throw me out on my ass. I had to wonder if he’d seen the desperate kiss Freya and I had shared, or if the crowd had obscured us as he pushed his way through. “I did nothing to piss her off.”
“Oswald wouldn’t have attacked you if he didn’t see you as a threat.”
“The cat’s name is seriously Oswald?”
I’d heard her say the name when she summoned him, but it sounded fake. Demon familiars were way too high and mighty. They named themselves because they were created rather than birthed, sent on their way to roam the realms until they found a suitable witch to bind themselves to. What kind of pretentious asshole did you have to be to name yourself Oswald?
Matthias didn’t offer me a response, grip tight enough that he would have bruised the skin on my arm if I were a delicate human. Or a witch. Freya’s skin looked like it would bruise beautifully if she would only let me mark her. I could imagine the bruises and hickeys Shan would leave on her pale skin if she were to allow him to play with her. He was rougher than I was by a significant degree.
“What trouble did you get yourself into in five minutes, Cas?” Shan asked dryly from beside us. He was sliding back through the front door, free of his prisoner. It was a simple matter to send him back to Hell, where he belonged.
