Alpha Varkon’s Human Antidote

14| GOOD GIRL

ZEPHYRA

I blinked. Blinked again.

Holy mother of all fine things.

I expanded the picture I was sent, dropping my brush back on the sink. It was a selfie. Of Varkon. And he looked so good, I actually drooled a little.

His silver eyes were the star of the picture, coupled with those long lashes and his chiseled jawline. His hair was slicked back, not the usual curly mess.

I bit down on my bottom lip as I typed a response to him.

ME: Aren’t you too old for selfies?

A small smile played on my lips. What were we even doing?

His replies were immediate;

VARKON: I guess.

VARKON: I wanted to show you.

I instantly felt bad, typing quickly,

ME: You look really good.

VARKON: Thanks.

VARKON: Send yours.

I raised a brow.

ME: Why? I’m not at any fancy event. Just getting ready for bed in my night dress.

VARKON: Let me see.

I scoffed.

ME: What a rude way to ask.

He didn’t respond after that, and I sighed after waiting almost a full minute, picking up my brush again. I continued brushing and when I was done, set the brush aside and headed back to my bedroom.

Lilith was on a date with Fenris, she’d have whipped something up for dinner. I decided to go to bed on an empty stomach, too lazy to make anything.

Just as I started to climb into bed, a new message popped up on my screen.

VARKON: Please.

I smiled.

ME: That’s better. But no.

VARKON: Why?

ME: Because I don’t want to?

VARKON: I want to see your face.

ME: Code for ‘you miss me?’

VARKON: I miss you.

My heart stopped beating. I opened up the duvet with shaky hands and went under.

ME: Stop saying things like that.

VARKON: Do you miss me?

Did I… s**t. I did.

ME: Not really.

I waited a bit, then typed another text,

ME: I guess a little.

VARKON: Can I see your face then, please?

“Aw, now that’s a way to ask for it.” I mumbled to myself. I pushed up the headboard and brought the phone to my face. Feeling cheeky, I pulled the night dress down a little to expose more cleavage, then took the selfie.

Bed hair, bare face, and a lacy nightdress. The perfect thirst trap… Damn, I’d just sent a man that wasn’t Cillian a thirst trap.

I chewed on my fingers, heart racing as I waited for his response. He sure took his precious time, only starting to type his reply minutes later. He typed for another full minute, until the message finally displayed on my screen.

VARKON: You’re beautiful.

My shoulders plummeted. That was all? Took him that much time to…

I dropped my phone face down on the mattress and rested my head against the headboard.

The sound of my ringing tone caused me to straighten. I picked up my phone and Varkon’s number displayed proud on the screen.

I’d never tapped accept so fast.

“I couldn’t focus on the… party.” His voice was gruff.

“Oh.” I muttered.

“You’re the prettiest thing I’ve laid my eyes on in all my lifetime. I swear it to you.”

My cheeks heated, my body burning up. That was more like it.

“Thank you.”

“Did you… mean to tease me?” His voice dipped an octave.

I hesitated, then replied with a barely audible, “Yeah.”

He went quiet.

“Hello?” I called out.

“You succeeded.”

I smiled. “Good to know.”

There was a bit of quiet after that.

Then, “Would you touch yourself for me again tonight?”

I almost choked on my own saliva.

“I uh…”

“Now. On this call.”

“No! God no.” I rebuked.

“I have a hand on my d**k already. I’m touching myself to your picture.” He spoke in little grunts. My thighs closed together. s**t. I didn’t need to hear that.

“That’s disgusting.” I whispered.

“If at any point you don’t feel comfortable, you’re free to leave the call.”

My hypocritical ass didn’t make a move to end the call. My ears perked up at every grunt or moan that left his lips, and slowly, my fingers slid under the duvet.

“You’ll pay for making me lose control like this. I’ll mark your breasts, your neck, your p***y, that ass… I’ll mark every inch of you. Anyone that dares to do as much as look at you after me, would have me to contend with.”

I moaned out loud, my fingers finally finding my soaked cunt.

“That’s it. Such a good girl, my rose.”

“I’m touching myself now.” I whispered the words like a sinful prayer.

“I know you are, baby. Are you wet?”

“Really wet.” I replied.

“f**k. Touch your c**t for me. Rub on it…”

“Okay…” I dropped my phone on the bed and placed the call on speaker. I flung the duvet off me and spread my legs wide open.

“I’ll let you hold my uh…” I paused, getting a bit distracted with my fingers on my p***y. “… I’ll let you hold my hands again next time. So you’ll see…”

He groaned.

“I need to leave this f*****g place.”

“Then leave.” I desperately responded.

He paused.

“I can’t. I’ll come to you next time.”

I nodded like he could see me, though a bit disappointed. The scent of my arousal was thick in the room, and my chest rose and fell in rapid succession.

“Use your fingers for me, love.”

I slid it in right away. “Oh!” I cried out.

He continued to make those deep, grumbling sounds. He was breathing much faster, which meant he was close. My n*****s pressed painfully against the fabric of my nightdress.

“Wait for me, okay?” I pleaded.

“I will. Add another finger, Rose.”

I hesitated a bit, then did as he said.

“Oh that feels so good. I’ve never had two fingers.. oh…”

“s**t. Go faster, baby. Those are my fingers inside you, preparing you to take my d**k in that tight pussy.”

My fingers pumped faster, my ass lifting off the ground.

“I’m… I’m coming!”

My toes curled just as I heard him release a string of unintelligible curse words. We were coming together, moaning in sync over the phone.

When my toes finally uncurled and I dropped my ass back on the bed, I picked up my phone with a smile and saw that the call had ended. My smile dissipated.

He left a message.

VARKON: I have to go. You were such a good girl.

I fell back to the bed, and within seconds, my smile returned fully to my face. I shut my eyes and drifted off into a beautiful sleep.