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Entangled Souls: The Story of the Last Bloodline

Constance has no idea who she is and what her destiny entails. She grew up beaten and locked away. On the day of her 18th birthday, she freed herself. But, will she remain free?

Thegamingmomma · LGBT+
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Constance - Panic and Release

I could feel the tiredness of my body, but mostly I could feel the fire that was kindling between my legs at the thought of Bambi. I walked toward the tub and started to fill it with warm water.

While it was filling, I stripped out of the dress and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. Bruises on top of bruises colored my Carmel skin. I couldn't remember a time where I wasn't being beaten. I started to cry. I was free and I had no idea what to do.

Tears were running down my cheeks as I got into the tub. The warm water was soothing and irritating at the same time, but my body warmed as I sank deeper into the deep tub.

Thoughts of the past hours were rambling through my mind. The thought of the monster coming after me, after Bambi, had my chest hurting. I was starting to panic because I knew he would come eventually.

"Maybe I'm really not free," I spoke to my tiger Belle. "He's going to come for us."

"Do you think that this pack would let anything happen to you, Constance?" She replied solemnly. "What you're feeling from Bambi is called a mate bond, remember your father and mother spoke of it. She will not let anything harm you. She is a warrior. Can you feel it from her?"

I nodded but didn't respond. I couldn't help not wanting any harm to come to her. My mate.

My thoughts immediately turned to her naked body when I first saw her. Milky white skin, nipples that were erect from the cold. I couldn't help myself as I let my fingers trail down to my pussy. I began to rub myself slowly, building up the pressure as I thought about what her kiss would taste like, how her wet pussy would taste on my tongue.

I kept those images in my head as I placed one finger inside of my core, then another. I could feel myself clench as I reached my peak. Rubbing and finger fucking myself over the edge.

"What has come over me," I thought to myself.

Belle laughed, "our bond is strong." "I could fuck myself all day to those images too."

I could feel the heat in my cheeks from the orgasm and my embarrassment. "I'd never even thought about doing that to the image of a woman."

Belle laughed again. "Get used to it. Your mate is a woman and a hell of a woman at that. "

I nodded and moved out of the tub, removing the drain plug as I got out. I walked toward the towel closet, grabbed a towel, and headed out of the bathroom.