Page 119 of Valpar

Valpar sneered. “Isn’t that what they are? Just humans that shift into wolves. I can wrestle ten at a time without getting a scratch.” He pulled up his arm and flexes.

“What big muscles you have,” I giggled and squeezed the rock on his arm. “And what big teeth and big–”

Valpar growled playfully and slapped my back side causing me to rub my crotch against his neck. He hummed and rubbed up and down my thighs. “That’s it, female, rub your cunt all over my neck so I can smell you all day.”

I hunched over, my face turning red. “You are shameful, don’t say things so loud!”

As we got closer, I saw the boulder was carelessly rolled away. Probably from hastily running out of the cave to come find me. I probably should not worry about him so much, but then that wouldn’t be as fun.

I had to keep this male on his toes. He kept telling me he was going to get some gray hair, but I was yet to see it.

He pulled me off his shoulders and carried me inside. The furs were thrown off the bed and Simon’s bed of pillows was still fairly neat.

“Can you untie me?” I tugged on the leash.

Valpar’s eyes narrowed, their piercing gaze on me and the open passageway outside. The air was heavy with tension as he firmly uttered a resolute, “no”. The rustling sound of his movements filled the space as he turned his body, his muscles tensing to meticulously removed items from his bag so he could repack everything.

What a dingle berry.

He said he didn’t have much to pack. He kept most of his weapons on his back, thigh and calf but he had to wrap his tent up tightly and even a few furs he for easier travel. Valpar said he put the letter in his bag and that was what he wanted to look for first.

Valpar rearranged items out onto the table. A few of his tools fell with a plunk and the blankets fell to the floor. I went to reach for them and he slapped my hand.

“I will take care of it, female. Go sit on the bed and rest.” He slapped my butt, and I yipped in surprise as he led me over, tying the rope to a metal ring, bolted into the bed frame.

Wow, what kind of bondage did Aunt Melina and Uncle Osirus get into?

It looked kinda fun.

“Sit,” he ordered and raised a brow.

“You’re kinda bossy.” I crossed my arms.

Valpar huffed. “You like me bossy, and I like to know where you are. Now stay.”

“I’m not a pet.” I retorted. I bit my lip, enjoying this little game I knew he was playing.

Valpar leaned in, his nose grazing up my neck. My body shivered, my nipples tightening underneath my dress. “Ah, but you are my pet. My little human pet that I like to fuck into the furs. You like it too, don’t you, my little fairy? Using your hole for my pleasure.”

Good gravy.

My mouth dropped and Valpar pulled away. The smirk on his face let me know he was satisfied with my reaction.

I plopped my butt on the bed and when his back turned, I stuck my tongue out at him.

Poop on him.

He was pretty smart to tie me here, because I would have definitely done something to get back at him for turning me on. Not sure what, but something.

I could grab one of the dildo’s out and smacked his butt with it. He’d have a fit over that.

But we needed to hurry, we needed to go find Simon.

I let out a sigh, and he ruffled through the bag. When I leaned back into the bed, waiting for him to finish, I felt something touch my hand.

It felt like a bug, so I shook my hand and laid it back down on the bed, but it happened again. I groaned and looked over to see that it was Karma.

Oh, so it is a bug.

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