153 YEARS
1047 Words
DOMINIQUE'S POV
Mature content!!
"What is wrong with me?" I mutter to myself, getting frustrated and agitated.
This is beginning to seriously piss me off. I just can't seem to c*m. It's not that I don't get hard or aroused. That's the thing, I easily get aroused and I'm always so horny that it's becoming unbearable. But I just can't f*****g c*m. I should try again, just this once, I think to myself.
I take a seat at the edge my bed and pull down my pants.
My d**k is already painfully and fully erect, and I have not even thought of anything arousing. I fist my hard member and hiss from how sensitive it is. So I loosen my grip and hold it gently. Goddess the damn thing is almost purple.
I let the images of Nebular fill my thoughts. I remember how it felt when thrusting into how, her songs of pleasure and the shivers that run up my spine each time I'm inside her, then I begin to pump my d**k very slowly, and growl at it being over sensitive. I rub the precum around it and keep stroking gently at the same pace, not increasing or reducing the speed. I keep at it for some time.
I feel the electrifying need to c*m, to let go. A knot forms in my abdomen and I shiver in pleasure. But then it all just just vanishes. Like always!
Why did I even think that this time was going to be different? It always ends the same way....with me on edge and irrevocable frustrated.
I let go of my c**k in despair, and pull up my pants, hissing when the jeans rub against my still hard member. It's been a month. A whole month of this nightmare. I can't seem to figure out what is wrong with me. Everything is just so painful and hard.
I mind link the Royal physician to come see me in my room, when I decide that it's time I get some medical help. It may just be my hormones misbehaving. I sit back up on the bed, leaving my elbows on my knee and my fingers tightly gripping my hair in frustration.
"Sire, you called for me." I hear from outside my room.
"Come in." I say, and get up to stand in front of my window. He better have an explanation for me. He's the physician.
"Here I am sire." He says. He enters my room and stands by a couch in my room with his head bowed. I turn to him with a scowl
"what do you know of d***s that refuse to c*m?" I ask hitting the nail on the head. I like to be blunt and say things as they are. There is no need to beat around the bush when you will still say it.
He's taken aback by my blunt question."Please elaborate, sire."
"For a month now, I have not been able to reach a release when I'm having s*x or masturbating." I say.
"If I may ask Sire, do you get aroused?" he asks
I raise my brows at him. And let out a low growl. I'm getting annoyed with him even asking that stupid question. And i'm not usually like this.
" I mean no disrespect, sire. I'm only asking so I can reach a conclusion on your um... dilemma" He says and bows his head in submission.
"That's the thing. I get so aroused and needy that my d**k gets over sensitive. I can't find release by jerking off or through sex." I say after I let out a sigh. He keeps quiet and thinks of what I just said.
"If I'm correct sire, you have not found your mate yet?"
"Yes, that's true. How is that related to this? I was fine some months ago."
"That is true sire. And how does your Beast feel about this?"
"He can't stand the thought of me touching myself or sleeping with someone. Although he knows it's the only way to let it out." I say after thinking and getting answers from my beast.
What is this man getting at? Is he trying to say it's my fault? Who the hell would do this to himself? He better not piss me off. I'm already in a bad mood.
"If I'm correct sire. You are a few years past the time of finding your mate. If so, then...Your body is rejecting any form of pleasure, that is not from your mate. So, until you find her, i'm positive that you won't find release." he concludes with his head down.
"leave me!" my voice comes out as a growl.
I watch him scurry out of my room with his tail tucked between his legs, literally.
I let out a loud roar of frustration that shakes the palace. In my vexation, I lift my couch with a hand and throw it against the wall. I watch it break into pieces, making me feel a bit satisfied. My heart pounds in my ears. My beast keeps pacing at the back of my mind, growling and snarling, causing a mild headache.
I fall back on my bed, panting and breathing so fast. I clench my teeth trying to reign in my beast. It's not the thought of finding my mate that makes me this way... So agitated and angry .
I actually want to find her, I yearn to find the one meant for me alone. The one I will love with all my heart and protect with everything I have. It's the fact that I have already spent 153 years of my existence searching for her but to no avail. I came out with nothing. I moved around this kingdom. From town to town, city to city.
I even went to the other two kingdoms, I still couldn't find her. So I just gave up. If Fates wanted me to find her, I would have found her a long time ago. How the f**k am I going to find her before I lose my mind? I don't even mind if my mate is a male. I just need to find them.
If I couldn't find her within 153 years, how am I going to find her now?!
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