Chapter 62

Fredd and Liam placed their plates down on the table, “Would you look at that Zillon, she left us so mu—”

“Get out.”

“We’re not…not…not moving…” Liam fumbled over his words as his eyes glanced up at Zillon, only now realizing that Celeste was shaking in his lap. “On second thought, let’s move Fredd, it’s probably better to eat while watching TV anyway.”

He took up his plate, leading a clueless Fredd out of the dining room, once again leaving Celeste alone in Zillon’s care.

She writhed in his lap, her lips between her teeth as she tried her best to hold back her moans. She could feel her body shaking and she could smell her own arousal…she was entirely embarrassed now. “I-I hat—”

“Are you ashamed of me?” His hand let her breast loose, only to grab the untouched one. “You don’t want my scent on you whenever we’re going out and whenever we’re going around people too.”

“It’s…it’s not that.”

He pinched the bud, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.