Another message comes in just as the first video finishes.
Without hesitating, I click into the new video.
Royal’s hand is moving faster in this one, his hips still thrusting up into his hand.
“Leticia. Fuck, I’m going to come. I want to be inside you so bad.” His voice is growly.
I squeeze my legs together. The vibrations intensify, and I draw a sharp breath. I feel like I’m on the verge of an orgasm right there with him.
He lets out a stifled yell, and cum practically explodes out of his cock, coating his stomach in short bursts. He groans and keeps working himself until he finishes.
I can’t hold myself back any longer. Realizing how tightly I’m gripping my phone, I drop it on the bed beside me. Every one of my muscles is tense, and I fall over the edge all at once. It cycles through my body, radiating out from my core. I writhe under the intensity of it.
“Royal,” I call out, knowing he can hear me through the camera. I swear the vibrations get more intense, drawing out the pleasure. “Royal!”
I’m trying to relax as my orgasm wanes, but it’s too much. I’m nearly overstimulated. My body tightens, and another orgasm rolls through me. I arch into it, holding myself together by a thread before it snaps.
I lose track of what I say, moan, or incoherently babble. My body feels too good to focus. The vibrations start to lessen, and finally, I collapse into a heap on the sheets.
After a couple minutes, my phone rings next to me, and I fumble picking it up. “Hello?”
“Gorgeous. I’m hard again after watching you come.” Royal’s voice is practically a purr. “You did amazing for me. It was so intense watching you come all over that toy.”
His praise relaxes my body further, and I slump into the bed. “So good. Your videos, I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“I’m so glad my wife likes what she sees.” He sounds like he’s smiling.
I pull the phone away from my ear and press the video button.
A second later, his face comes into view. “Such a good girl. Letme stay on the line while you get cleaned up, then you can get a little post-orgasm nap in.”
He talks me through removing the toy. It’s like he reads my mind, knowing about the tiny hint of shame wiggling at the back of my brain. Royal continues to praise me, saying how sexy I was and that he’s proud of me.
By the time I lie back down and we’ve said goodbye, I miss him like crazy, but I feel closer to him than ever before.
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ROYAL
SOMETHING ABOUT SCREWDRIVERS
We should be backat home with our mate.My wolf yowls with frustration as I unpack the fiftieth high-tech camera into the big crate so that I can just carry it from room to room with me for the install.
I’ve been at this for seven days, and while the time I’ve been able to connect with Leticia has made this much more bearable, we’d both rather be home together.
Do you think I don’t know that?I growl as I unbox one more.
My crate is full, so I start up toward the top of the house.
The floor plans are meticulously designed. It’s clear Steffano knows what he’s doing when it comes to security. Really, any idiot could be doing this, but it’s his way of exacting revenge for taking Leticia from him.
I’m ahead of schedule with everything and hoping to negotiate going home early if I finish it all up.
“Royal.” Steffano greets me as I climb the last stair to the top floor of his new house. “Aren’t these views incredible?”
I take a minute to look around us. It’s hilly, and there are trees, but given the time of year, the foliage is sparse and the landscape kind of barren.
But it’s not worth my effort to argue with him. “It certainly is.”
