Page 34 of My Summer Girl

After knocking, Nyxie eyes me with charm. “Back again, big guy?”

I nod, knowing I can’t stay away. Whether it’s to keep Dulce for myself or my queen, I’m taking her. Vex will have to let her go.

Can they?

I wouldn’t be able to. I’d hold her so close, protect her, and make sure no one could take her from me.

“We have a delicious event this evening,” they announce, waving me inside. I note the lightness today. It’s almost like a welcoming warmth instead of the dark macabre vibe from last night.

“Event?”

I’m still new to the lingo of this place, but an event could mean anything at this point. Their lips tilt in a smirk, a cruel shimmer reflecting back at me.

“Our house favorite will be presenting for the first time. She’s a delicious little thing—thick thighs, soft tummy, and delectable tits.”

The way they speak of her like she’s a meal surprises me, but they could easily be describing anyone. The intrinsic part of me addicted to the peachy woman who invades my thoughts tells me it’s Dulce.

“What’s the performance?”

They lead me to the Viewing Room. Today, it’s browns and warmth, bookshelves, giving it a somewhat academic appearance.

“Our little Dulce is playing the part of a student. One, who against her professor’s wish, can’t seem to listen very well.”

My cock twitches in my pants, thinking of Dulce in a skirt, heels, and stepping on me with a demanding finger waggling, forcing me to do her bidding.

Solera help me.

I’ll do anything she asks.

“She’s going to be punished by her professor. They will be swatting her with a ruler, and her cunt will glisten and drip for the masses like the little greedy pet she is.”

“Can anyone watch?”

“Tonight, yes. She’s putting on a show for everyone to judge and ridicule her.”

Fuck. This can’t happen.

Part of me wants her on display, legs wide, slick running down her thighs, whimpers echoing in the room, but the selfish and possessive part of me that doesn’t understand the connection I feel? That part wants to kidnap her, bring her to Solera, stop this from happening.

As my cock throbs in my pants, I realize it’ll probably be what wins out in the end.

“Does she want this?”

Nyxie’s eyes meet mine, absolute hunger resides there, as if they’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

“Oh, yes. Dulce requested this specifically. Well, Vex did.”

A tinge of anger rises in me. Are they taking advantage of their connection? No. They wouldn’t. Even without knowing them, I can feel the bond they share. Might not understand it, but it’s tangible enough to recognize.

Being Orukna, bonds are easy to spot. The magic is similar to ports. They are a rope, whether invisible or not.

“Very well,” I rasp, knowing I’ll need to make myself disappear until then.

I touch my pin resting over my chest, knowing that even off-realm, I can feel Vera. She’s there, always. It’s a connection I often take for granted, and with a big sigh, I reaffirm my mission.

Find her love.

Dulce will be that love, even if Vex doesn’t want to share.

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