The Beast And The Blessed

Thirty-Eight: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

The slow movement of my arm being pulled across the bed made me stir. I hated sleeping on my back, and being there now was awful.

My body twisted, trying to roll back onto my side. But I couldn't move my legs, and my arms were over my head. I felt a brief moment of panic before I regained consciousness to realize that I still felt the sheets beneath me, and my restraints, while tight around my limbs, were soft.

Memories of my vision made me groan, and I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to deal with Rona right now. It wasn't like I could do anything to change what was going to or had already happened. If she hadn't found my hair yet, she would soon.

I had only gotten into her house the first time because Cyrus had accidentally knocked her out. Doing it a second time would not be an easy feat.

The sound of someone's tongue clicking in feigned disappointment made me blink several times to open my eyes.

"Sleeping in so late," Tobias stated from by my head as he pulled at my wrist once more before stepping back. "You're wasting a beautiful day."

His dark hair was wet and combed back, and he smelled like he had just gotten out of the shower. It made me want to close my eyes and take in another lungful of his delicious scent, but with his shorts hung low on his hips, I couldn't look away.

I pulled my arms down, trying to cover my naked body as a shiver wracked through me when he pulled the thin blanket away, but I was trapped. I pulled at the fabric holding me to the bed posts, twisting my arms discretely to test my ability to get free.

Tobias chuckled darkly before moving around the bed and standing by my feet. His eyes devoured me, moving over my body slowly. I could practically feel his gaze sliding over my naked form like the gentle trailing of his fingertips without actually touching me.

Goosebumps rose along the surface of my skin, everywhere he looked, and my breathing became short and fast.

"I told myself that since it was your first time breaking this rule, disobeying me, I would give you a pass and take it easy on you." He said, his eyes stopping between my legs, and I knew he would see that I was becoming increasingly wet for him.

"I disobeyed you?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, but he kept his emotions masked behind his heated gaze. I couldn't tell if he was irritated by the question or amused.

"You brought that man into our house." He crossed his arms across his shirtless torso, his stance wide as he met my stare.

My response faded as he let out a growl that

know I don't want men I don't trust hanging around my mate, let

again, 'our.' I loved when Tobias called it that. It was almost as good as when he referred to me as his mate. Both rolled off his tongue and made

kept me tied here all day,

him downstairs." He said, dropping his crossed arms and pulling gently on the

breath," I whispered, my body practically trembling as I felt

your mouth

hard. "I have to

"Hold it."

do. I had been in many risque situations in my past, but I had almost always been in

every demand that crossed his lips excited me more than

explain why I did. It was as if I wanted to draw out this cat- and-mouse game

I picked my head up to watch him, shaking it as I

licked them eagerly. Me. I was the more important matter, or at least punishing me was. I wouldn't

cut off when his hand

sweetheart. I will put that mouth to use after all, even if

dripping; I was sure there would be a spot of my desire on the bed by the time he was done with me. The dream of tasting him had been going around my head for a long time, and

away and cum

a breathy whisper that had my

shins as he gently slid them up my legs. His grip tightened around my thighs like he couldn't help himself from grabbing me

nerves between my legs.

my whole body was coiled as he finally hovered over

resist moaning out his name and throwing my head back. My eyes squeezed shut tightly as he sucked and licked my clit

fingers in his hair. I needed something, anything for leverage, so that I could grind against his mouth. The pleasure was too incredible not to move, and being tied up was almost as tortuous as it was

the fabric, holding it tightly as I approached my release. My hips tensed, and my pelvis and thigh trembled as I felt my orgasm coming, and it was coming on

beneath him as he laughed only an inch away from my pussy. The air of his breath hit my wet lips, and I pushed my hips up as high as I could in my current position, wanting his mouth back

cum that easy." He whispered, placing a kiss against my throbbing clit before pulling away and sliding one finger in me slowly.

arm on the mattress next to my hips while his eyes were locked on the single-digit pumping in and out. In and out. It was coated in the evidence of my desire, and the sound it made as he shoved it inside me as far as it could go before curling his finger and rubbing my walls made me release

it each time he thrust his finger into me. I was amazed at how quickly I built back to my orgasm. Never before had I been able to get off without my clit being stimulated, but he did it,