They were all gone.
I was alone on the raised platform, a plug strapped into my ass, my body screaming for something I couldn’t give it.
Except I could.
I heaved as I lifted my head to the bathroom mirror, the glass reflecting the low flickering candles as it hid exactly what I needed behind it.
The bulge in my body not only restricted my movements, but it was hitting against me so perfectly that waves of pleasure moved through me with each step.
Now, to knot myself.
Except the knot wasn’t there, and that was what I had needed.
My body felt heavy, the world sparkling with glitter and desire as I stumbled out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. The breakfast had been cleaned up, the room arranged, and that glorious knotted dildo sat at attention on the table top.
“Please, Alpha,” I moaned, knowing no one was there as I grabbed the rubber cock and moved to the bed as quickly as I could. Walking to the bed with the knotted cock in my hands was causing more and more slick to move through me.
Just the presence of the plug was going to make me cum. But I wanted more.
I needed more.
“Please, Alpha,” I whimpered as I crawled over the bed on my hands and knees, as I placed the dildo against my opening, against my slick. Against the wanting cunt that had taken its fair share of dildos from time to time.
It didn’t move.
I pressed harder, but my body was frozen, unable to take more than an inch or two thanks to the straps around my ass, thanks to the plug that was filling me in all the wrong spots. I needed this, but I couldn’t have it. My body was left screaming in need as I collapsed onto the bed and slid my fingers between my legs; knowing that just touching myself would never be enough.
Aldric had known that too.