Zillon pulled away, looking his kitten in the eyes. "I'm sorry, I really am...my anger was stemmed from the fact that you were so eager to put yourself in danger. You almost died Celeste, something could've happened to you and then what would I do? Without a mate like you, what would I do...?"
"Well I...I—"
"Look, until the rogue matter is through, I don't want you in the woods unless I'm there with you. You have to understand that you weren't trained to fight, there's no way for you to defend yourself...so let me be your protector... If you want to go for a run, tell me, I'm not heartless I'd let you...I'd give you anything as long as I'm in the position to do so, just tell me Celeste; you're not alone anymore, you're not unwanted... So tell me..."
He brushed her hair aside, tucking the loose strands behind her ears. "You won't ever understand how frustrated I was when I couldn't find you inside that house and you
Celeste heard what Zillon said, she did, but she couldn't resist the temptation, she wanted to know what his punishment would entail of and this was why she was laying on the bed, flat on her back, wearing nothing but the clothes of her skin.A hand was between her legs, the other held tightly around her breast as she tried her best to pleasure herself. It felt good and the fact that she kept imagining that it was Zillon who was touching her...made it even better.She would soon reach her peek, the pleasure was piling up and every time her finger circled her clit, it'll only increase...A fire that would soon be quenched reigned in the pit of her stomach, urging her to roll her fingers fasters. She did, not being able to resist what was like instincts to her and her legs trembled, a moan slipping from her lips as a response to the impact of her actions.She spread her legs wider, fingers runnin
Zheme stepped through his front door in a rush. It was late, probably way pass two and unsurprisingly the inside of his house was much darker than the outside.Even still, it wasn't hard for him to find his way upstairs without having to turn on the lights. His steps took him down the hall and then stopped him right in front of Celeste's room door.Her scent was still as tempting as it was before he left; the lavender, the mint and the distant scent of her slick. It made desire boil within his deflated c*ck, undoubtedly hardening it.The patrol was so boring that his mind had been so far away from it. He couldn't stop thinking about her; how she had begged for his touch and looked him the eyes with a desperation far more greater than his.The very fact that she desired him made pride circulate through his veins as though it was blood. He was glad that he could please her enough to have her wanting hi
His hand tightened around her neck, pushing her back against the bed. "I'll make sure thoughts of him never grease your mind, especially when I'm f*cking the will to move out of you."He settled between her creamy thighs, lips crashing onto hers and with no mercy, he ravished her, not stopping until her lips were swollen...As soon as he pulled away, Celeste breathed out harshly, her bottom lip sinking between her teeth when his hand loosened her throat in order to hold her breast captive instead. "And if you thought for a second that I wouldn't punish you for touching yourself, then you were wrong. I strictly told you not to touch what belonged to me and yet you still did...you deserved to be punished in the wickedest way possible, especially after luring a rogue here with nothing but your beauty...""I didn't...I didn't l-lure him here, I-I...""You did, Kitten, perhaps not intentional
Celeste's legs were shaking fiercer than they ever did before, her back arched off the bed, her toes curled into the mattress. This punishment was something she detested with her whole heart and Zillon was so cruel to offer it to her.She was crying and yet he didn't seem to care...She kept begging for release and yet he kept ignoring her...Celeste felt hopeless, each thrust he made didn't hesitate to highten the fire within her, the pleasure was so much that holding back her release was close to impossible.She knew Zillon was aware of her suffering, he could hear the strain in her voice whenever she moaned his name, but it seems to him, this punishment was essential...Sure she hadn't done anything really 'wrong', but she had done what her alpha told her not to. She didn't have to, but she had craved to know what a punishment from him would be like...
Celeste woke up in bed alone, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she recalled the occurings of last night. The immense pleasure she had felt as well as the torture she never wanted to feel again. From now on, she'd aim to never disobey him again, especially when the consequences were so dire. Last night even after holding back so much, she couldn't stop herself from coming, it had been a mistake, but she couldn't help but wonder if Zillon would really ignore her for it. Looking over at the empty spot next to her on the bed, she sighed. Maybe he really was ignoring her, other mornings she'd wake up in his arms, why was he not here now? Celeste threw the sheets from over her naked body and invaded her dresser drawer for a panty and her closet for clothes. She got dressed and despite wanting to take a shower and brushing her teeth before heading down, she had to see Zillon first. The first sce
After one last failure, Zillon finally succeeded in frying his first egg perfectly. Well it was really perfect since it was burnt on side and overly seasoned, but he was somewhat satisfied with himself. For breakfast, they had eaten the eggs along with toasted bread and now they both had nothing to do.They were sitting on the couch in the living room, both staring at each other, probably expecting a conversation, but what was really there to say?Sure their relationship has grown, the bond between them was bigger and their sexual connection was out of this world, but they weren't so fond of each other. Zillon knew Celeste was shy and Celeste knew Zillon was anything but, but was there anything else they knew about each other?Sighing, Zillon leaned back against the couch, not liking the silence. In the past, all he had done was feign ignorance, wrongfully accuse Celeste of seducing him and curse her as if she was dirt a
Pulling the door open, Celeste stepped back, her eyes greeting her sister's harsh ones. "H...Hello Celia...""Hello sister." She pushed pass Celeste on her way inside. "I was wondering when Zillon would call. It must've been boring to pretend he was in love with you in front of his parents. You're so worthless, I can't believe your jealousy lead you to slice your wrist.""It's not...it's not—""I know, sister...how unwanted you must've felt, and sadly that feeling won't end here because Zillon will never choose you."Celeste stiffened, her hands clenching by her side, her eyes watering. "You might be right...B-But then again, don't be so confident, he's changed...maybe this time around you'll be the one to know the feeling of being unwanted."Celia twisted on her feet, grabbing at Celeste's collar. "What did you say you weak, little rat? Are you threatening me?" She smirked
Celeste whimpered, shaking her head at Zillon when he eased out of his seat. "This one is between us now." She grumbled out, turning back to face Celia. She smiled almost bitterly, sadness glossing over her eyes. "I guess I won't be seeing you soon after all." "What?" "Remember what you said that day I was leaving home to come here? You said Zillon would kick me out so you'll be seeing me soon, you were...you were wrong." Celia's grip on Celeste tightened, something far darker that a moonless night in her eyes. "I was never wrong, it was you who did something to him...you witch." "I di-didn't do anything, what could I have done? I was so pitiful for years, I lived unwanted all my life and now that someone finally wants me, you're not happy. I-I would've been happy for you despite how bad you treated me, I would've encouraged instead of degraded you. No matter how many times you've wronged me,