"N-no," she gasped hesitantly, her eyes widening as she felt the bedsheet tugged from her suddenly from her finger, leaving her naked.
"No?" As Natasha yanked the sheet completely out of Selena's hands and threw it behind her, a fine arch-shaped eyebrow rode up in surprise. "You didn't moan and writhe as you worked yourself on his big, juicy pole? Didn't you enjoy how it felt as it slid down into your tiny love hole?"
Unable to respond, Selena forced a hard swallow. A mocking nail with a shamefully puckered tip circled her rosy areola. She found it shocking that another woman would touch her in that way. She gasped as the long nail dipped scandalously between her thighs and trailed up over her belly.
"I believe you are lying. Maybe I should look into it, huh?"
As the finger curved between her pink folds, Selena tensed up. She was swiftly smacked across the face by the woman. As the stinging spread across her cheek like fire, Selena screamed and reached for her face, her eyes brimming with tears.
"You dare challenge me? You want to invite Cayden's anger?" Natasha demanded, her flashing blue eyes looking down at her.
She recalled the dungeon's dark wall, sending a chill down her spine. Selena shook her head in silence as she struggled to hold back a tear from falling on her raw cheek.
Natasha gave a chilly smile. "Good girl, now, lie on the bed with your legs apart. You're in heat, I've heard. I was sent by Cayden to bring you some... relief."
Selena, who was completely shocked, gasped. She could not understand why would he send Natasha.
"I'm fine. My wolf is bound, anyway. I can handle it." Selena argued while biting her lower lip.
"You wouldn't want to offend Cayden, would you?" Selena's hesitation caused Natasha's eyes to narrow.
Selena slowly sat down on the bed and turned to lie lengthwise before giving up. She slightly spread her trembling thighs. Selena complied, and Natasha muttered admiringly, "Wider."
Natasha muttered, "So soft," as her fingers moved down the inside of her knee and her calf. Her hand massaged the fleshy area at the top of her thigh as it curved around her inner thigh.
As the fingers delicately cupped her mound, she trembled.
"Don't act coy," Natasha said while curling her fingers in her heat. Selena groaned as a strong pulsation started between her thighs.
"Hmm, the girl has been naughty. The skin seems raw. He has taken you roughly and frequently," Natasha muttered to herself. Selena bit her lip as the soft fingers probed her there, melting her resistance.
As a finger was inserted inside of her, Selena gasped.
"You're tight. Why don't we get you wet? After that, I can decide what to do to stretch your hole so that it can fit more than one."
As yet another finger touched her there, Selena trembled. As the fingers caressed her, eliciting a response from her body that she didn't want to give, shame welled up inside of her.
As a finger touched Selena's nub of pleasure, she whimpered, "Please don't," and turned her head to the side, her eyes shut in agony. As the other woman sat across Selena's spread thighs, she felt the bed sway beneath her weight.
The sensation of a hot mouth closing over a tender nipple and sucking her sweetly while sliding against Selena's thigh was so wicked that Selena moaned. She attempted to picture Cayden kissing her breasts, not this other woman with the cruel eyes and gentle touch. A trickle of dew seeped between her thighs, and soon she realized she was powerless to stop.
Natasha blew on her damp nipple and exclaimed, "Oh, you like that, don't you, you little slut?"
As she felt her control slipping, she arched her back and reached for the woman's mouth. In stark contrast to Cayden's demanding caresses, her deft fingers tortured her as she writhed and panted.
"No, this is not what I want." Another scalding tear ran down Selena's cheek. As Natasha's tongue encircled a nipple before engulfing it, she shivered.
"Ah, but your adorable body tells me the exact opposite. It cannot lie as prettily as your mouth."
Her body arched off the bed, her hands clenched at her sides, and she let out a small whimper as another finger joined the others in grabbing her pussy. "Oh..."
"Natasha," both women gasped at the unexpectedness of that whispered word. Cayden stared at the spectacle in front of him as he leaned carelessly against the chamber door.
Natasha said "Hey," and whirled around to face the voice. She slipped off of Selena and crossed the room, flinging her arms around Cayden. "You arrived early. Wanna join?"
Selena's breath caught in her throat as his eyes traced her creamy curves, noting the feverish cheeks, taut nipples, and dazed eyes. Under his intense gaze, her entire body tensed. He slowly but firmly took hold of Natasha's wrists and took them off from around his neck. Cayden tore his eyes away from Selena to look down at the woman in his arms. Selena felt a chill of caution run down her spine because of his gaze. She slowly got out of bed and swung her legs over the side.
He was tall and intimidating as he looked down at Natasha, and Selena's eyes drank in the sight of him. She felt her body palpitate, and she questioned whether she could ever endure seeing him without her traitorous body reacting to his mere presence.
"I commanded that this room is off limits," Cayden said to Natasha, softly. Too softly.
"But darling, I knew you weren't talking about me, and when I heard she was in heat, I had to see for myself. She is truly remarkable, Cayden. I can understand why you are so taken with her."
Cayden arched an eyebrow. "My instructions were explicit." Cayden glanced briefly at Selena before continuing. "And there are plenty of men and women willing to fuck you if need some amusement. Get out now."
Natasha pouted. " We can share her."
"You are not in a position to command me or place demands on me, Natasha. Now go. I'll take care of you later." His words were bitter like whiplash.
Natasha gave Selena a chilling glance over her shoulder as she stormed out of the chamber, and Selena watched with wide eyes. Selena's eyes slowly swept warily to Cayden's. She gradually realized that he didn't like whatever had happened a few moments before. Embarrassment burned her face. Cayden silently observed her while standing with his hands on his hips and his molten green eyes. Given that he had a stern, cold expression on his face with a muscle ticking at his jaw, his eyes appeared to burn even more fiercely. She averted her gaze, waited, and then tore her eyes from his.
He only said "Selena," and then silently approached her. His legs touched her knees as he came to a stop in front of the bed. "Show me."
Uncertain of what he was saying, she looked up at him through lowered lashes.
He said cautiously, "I want to see if Natasha made you wet."
Her eyes widened, and she felt a flash of shame at her stupidity. She simply nodded because she couldn't bring herself to look at him.