Page 15 of Virgin Lust

I froze as my mind processed the situation. I didn’t devour her essence, but when our souls slipped through one another I tasted her perfection, anyway. Regardless, by the fury darkening her eyes, this was a great offense. “Ah… Your soul came to me,” I stated. “I didn’t eat it, okay? Maybenibbled…Your taste just came to me when we—”

A scythe materialized in her hand. Somehow, I got the feeling she wouldn’t take too kindly to anything else I had to say. It didn’t help that I still ached from the inside out for her.

“Put that away. I don’t want to eat you,” I told her.Mostly.

Her knitted brows and stern glare were the last things I saw as the room spun black.

Four

Prudence

Jolting from my bed, my knees thumped the wood, and I gasped. Slowly, my breath reached my lungs, but it didn’t fill me with calm—something I needed above all else.

My body tingled andachedfor the same person I ran from.

The stupid, stupid soul reaper!

His phantom caress lingered all over me. Whatever he did in his reaping form still electrified my skin. I didn’t know a soul reaper could touch flesh. I felt his shadowy mass all over me. Although it was just a dream, all of my senses were intact. Before he could continue, I pulled myself together and shoved us out of the dreamworld. The act left me an aching mess with no relief.

Dematerializing my clothes, I collapsed onto the bed and summoned my vibrator. “Please, please,” I panted, splaying my legs wide and turning on my toy. “Shepherd.” Closing my eyes, I pictured the soul reaper exactly as I left him—tousled sandy-blond hair and piercing green eyes. The way he looked as if he wanted to crawl inside my soul and live there. “Ah!”My body burst to life when the vibrations hit my clit.Yes!My skin heated, and nothing else mattered but him and the mindless ecstasy I sought.

You’re all I see, think, and smell, Shepherd’s words echoed inside my head, and a gush of liquid seeped out of me.

“Same,” I cried out since the soul reaper wasn’t present.

Even so, he was already inside me, controlling and dominating my desire.

I’m going to take care of you,he had said huskily.

“Please,” I whined, then glided the pink toy farther down until it was aligned with my opening. Licking my lips, I thought about his proud erection. Guiding the vibrator inside, my stomach jerked as the first waves of euphoria began. Shepherd was bigger than my toy. He would have filled me up so good.

Then I remembered the pink goat glowing on his chest.Soulmate.I came so hard my vision blurred.

How?

Why?

Shepherd was my other half? The one to complete me? I thought soulmates had connections. All I had to give him was my desire. While that might be fun for some, lust got tiring quickly. Angry tears spilled down my cheeks. It wasn’t fair. I didn’t choose to be cursed with the unbridled emotion. With an object in my pussy and my fingers drenched in my juices, I realized something. It wasn’t that I didn’t want a soulmate. In all my years, I’d never connected with anyone because I didn’t think learning about someone and falling in love was possible for me. I didn’t believe connecting with someone like a mate could happen. I desperately wanted those things despite pretending otherwise.But to find my soulmate this way?To know that he was already ensnared by my erotic scent… That was Lust. Not me.

How could Shepherd know me simply from my perfume—a scent that made him obey my curse? He couldn’t, right?

Turning off the toy, I removed it from my body and glanced down at myself. My glistening fingers made me look away.Disgusting.

Why would the soul reaper want to be the mate of someone who couldn’t control herself?

Stop.

Despite my harrowing thoughts, I deserved love and affection. Everything I desired, including someone’s time and loyalty, especially my soulmate.

I studied the mark on my chest. My curse.It was you, wasn’t it?Of course it was. Couldn’t my sin let me have that magnificent male—my soulmate—without ruining it? Shepherd was beautiful with sculpted abs, striking green eyes, and perfect hair. Why did the symbol force me to find him in such a disgraceful manner? What my curse needed from Shepherd was an eternity with his body.

My soulmate wouldn’t understand me. No one could, not even me.

Another wave of desire clenched my core, and I pushed the toy inside again. I came instantly, thinking of Shepherd. It didn’t help. Climaxing while picturing him only made my longing soar. After the third orgasm, my body was a trembling frenzied mess seeking a different release.From a certain male.I screamed and threw the vibrator at the mirror on the wall. Shards of glass, tinkling like bells in the wind, flew across the room as the mirror shattered into a million pieces.

Tugging on my hair, I rocked back and forth in desperate demand of relief.

Shepherd could…

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