Page 49 of Valpar

Bassza! I wanted her now! She tasted so good on my tongue, and it wasn’t even her cunt I was tasting.

“My miresa, you need to stay here. There are visitors on the other side of the boulders.”

Calliope’s body perked up and she tried to get off my lap. “Oh, I wanna go meet them! Maybe it’s Uncle Osirus and Aunt Melina!” She threw her hand out in front of her, reaching for the passageway.

I gently grasped her waist, lifting her effortlessly, and guided her towards the plush bed. As I reached down, I seized the smooth leather ropes strewn across the floor. The air was filled with a mix of anticipation and forbidden desire. She resisted, refusing to stay put, while I remained resolute in my decision to shield her from her family’s gaze. No soul should lay eyes upon her until she was rightfully claimed and marked by the undeniable imprint of my brand; my cock.

“Hey! What’s the big idea! Put me down!” Calliope yelped, when I set her on the bed and tied the leather on her ankle, and then to the bedpost.

“We don’t know who is on the other side. You will stay here, tied to the bed until I return,” I growled, tying her securely.

Her tiny drum beat as quickly as a hummingbird’s when she tried to kick me. “You cannot tie me up! That’s... You can’t!” I grunted and stood as I gathered the other rope and tied her wrists. I will not be outdone by this female.

“What if I have to pee!?” she argued.

“Do you need to go now?” I raised an eyebrow.

Her jaw tightened. “Yes, I do. Now let me go.” I took her wrist and felt her drum beating in her body, feeling for the lie.

“Do you need to go to the bathroom, my little fairy? Don’t lie, if you lie you will be punished. If you tell me the truth, I will reward you.”

My miresa’s cheeks turned a beautiful pink. “W-what kind of reward?”

I smirked, leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “I shall taste between your legs again and stretch your body so you can take me. You are quite small for my shaft.”

Calliope gasped, but along with it I smelled the hefty scent of musk that fluttered into the air.

Hmm, rewarding her will be much better than punishing her. The thought of her over my knee, though, her tiny ass in the air and reddened by my hand. Why does that seem so appealing?

She calmed.

“Good fairy. I will be back soon. Don’t move.” I turned my back and made my way down the passage.

“Ha, sure thing, Mr. Meanie,” she snapped. I turned my hand and held up my finger. “That is one, if I get to three you will be punished for your sharp tongue!”

She licked her lips. “That a promise?”

This. Female.

My steps hastened, wanting to get back to my miresa. More and more, I want to take her into my mouth and explore her. My shaft was constantly restrained, rubbing against the leather. I groaned as I tried to get relief from the tightness of the bond to my leg, but there would be no relief. Not until she learned of my anatomy.

I stopped, regardless of the incessant yelling on the other side of the boulder.

Had she seen another male’s appendage? The thought had come to me before, but now I was even more angered by it.

I would have to kill them.

I grunted, finding my strength and pushed the boulder to the side. A male voice told people to step away, and the dust settled to reveal King Osirus, his mate and my brother Sugha, on the other side.

Bassza! Why not bring the entire tribe?

I stood in front of everyone, my fists clenching, my breath still heaving from moving the heavy boulder. I would not let them inside.

“Did you think that we wouldn’t find her?” Osirus gave an amused smirk. “Simon, obviously, doesn’t trust you.”

“You gave the goat the basket?” I jutted my chin toward the King.

Melina raised her hand and waved. “I did. He came right to the palace. I gave Simon the basket to make her think that he just went to the market. Calliope and Simon always go, it’s their thing. One of the guards followed Simon back and told us where you were. And I would be careful how you speak about Simon. Simon and Calliope are besties.”

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