Page 65 of Valpar

I sniffed. “Maybe there is something wrong with me. You know, like always.” It wasn’t a secret people didn’t like to hang out with me. Either because I was human, or I liked to play too much.

If my nemesisis wouldn’t get in my head, I don’t think I’d be so worried. How many isis should there be in there anyway?

Melina’s face morphed into anger. “I think your uncle had something to do with that, and I’m sorry. You know how protective he is of you, how we are all protective of you, but you are stronger than all of us. I think it’s time we bring out the big guns, love.”

I quirked a brow. “The big guns?”

Melina waved a hand in front of her face. “It’s a saying. Anyway, you know that big door with the chair in front of it?”

I glanced over to the other side of the cave. Valpar put that big chair in front of it. He only went in there to get fresh blankets, but closed it and placed the chair back before I could even look inside.

“Have Simon help you move it, and this is what you are going to do.” Melina smiled and rubbed her hands together mischievously.

I giggled. Oh goodie.

The idea was so dirty I would have never thought of it myself. That is why everyone should have an Aunt Melina.

There was this chest, full of dicks. A chest-o-dicks. Literally, a chest of dicks. There were so many colors, sizes and… well, textures.

Which one do you freaking pick?

Melina told me to pick a plain one, one that resembled more of a humanoid penis. At least I knew what that looked like.

She said it would give Valpar a complex if I picked some big, funky colored one.

The one I picked was about the size of—well, I didn’t have anything to compare it to. I’d never seen one close up. It wiggled when I held it and then when I walked it stared at me. It had a suction at the bottom of it.

Where the heck does that go? The floor? The wall?

I tilted my head and started bobbing it.That would be cool.

Peaches and cream. This was not normal. Do real ones feel like this too? Do they wobble like this?

Melina warned me that this was close to the real thing, but not quite. A real one feels better. They are warm, they get harder and she said I would have to figure it out for myself. She also said she’d never seen an orc dilly, so she didn’t know what I was getting into.

I just had to perform, and hopefully, I would get some action from Valpar. This was just an appetizer.

I walked out of the closet, holding the vibrating dildo in front of me.

Cheesus.

Simon let out a noise, trotted out of the cave and looked behind to check on me several times before disappearing.

“Right. Let’s get to it, then.”

I laid down on the bed, taking off every bit of my clothes. If I was going to do this, please myself, put myself out there for Valpar, I was going to do it the right way.

Right, what do I do first? My mind drew a blank until I switched my mind and tried to think, what would I want Valpar to do right now.

All the things. I wanted him to do all the things.

I closed my eyes first and then I started playing with my nipples. I didn’t like how small they were, but I loved how sensitive the little parts of me were. I instantly reacted when his face flashed in my mind, thinking of him putting his mouth on me.

I moaned, wanting to prolong the feeling, but I was already needy. I was so hungry, so deprived for days. If Valpar walked in here and wouldn’t give me what I wanted, I at least needed to have one blissful bit of pleasure to myself.

My other hand traveled lower, not a bit sorry that I was doing this alone, even though I had a mate outside. I was done waiting.Now that I’d had a taste of how my body could feel, I wanted more.

My finger became coated, and I jerked into my hand when I found pleasure rubbing the small bundle of nerves side to side.

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