Chapter 4

LIZA POV

The night had long covered the land by the time I arrived at my house. I was in a dire need of a quick release, before bed because dang! If I slept with this pent-up tension, then I was going to explode in the middle of the night. This had been a long ass day and it just had to end with a disastrous date that just wasted the little time I have on my hands!

I leaned against the headrest in my car and took a good minute appreciating the silence. After that, I got out and rushed to my house. The first thing I walked to was my beverage fridge where I took out a small juice box, tore the seal open, and downed the whole thing down. A loud growl sounded from the far side of the house, and the sound of heavy paws hitting the marble floor followed.

“Mommy’s home,” I called out and walked to the pet food cabin, took out some goodies, and turned to find gold eyes staring at me. I smiled and walked to my fur baby, a beast on four heavy paws and a whole 300 pounds of muscles. Drogon was a six-year-old tiger I had adopted, after rescuing him from the wildfire in Australia. He was a big baby with heavy muscles, snow-white fur with midnight black stripes, and I loved him more than life itself.

He roared out loud as I threw a medium-cooked buffalo leg at him, he leaped into the air and caught it between his fangs, then let out very satisfied noises as he scrunched to the floor and began munching the whole thing down. I walked to him and kissed him behind his ears, then walked out of the kitchen.

“That should occupy you for the night. Mommy is so tired.” I called out to him, and he responded with a small guttural roar and then busied himself with the leg. I rounded the corners until I arrived in my bedroom, then headed straight for the closet where I began selecting my outfits for the trip to Nebraska after changing into my comfy pjs. Right on the cue, my phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out, to find mom’s name across the screen. I shook my head and picked it up,

“Mom,” I said in a very tired voice, she read my mood quickly and I felt it as her excitement fluttered.

“How did it go, baby?” 

“It was bad, mom. So bad.” I said as my eyes landed on my vintage marble neckpiece that was at the top shelf of my jewelry collection. I pulled on the ottoman and stepped on it, then attempted to reach it only to fail miserably. Perks of being short!

 “I am so sorry baby! Are you coming for dinner?” She called out and my shoulders slumped.

“Had you not forced me to go to that date, I wouldn’t have missed the family dinner,” I said as I walked to the mobile ladder and positioned it right under the shelf, then climbed up.

“I am sorry. It’s just that, Alan was so decent. I thought…”

“He has six toes mom, and he lied about his work and even said he’s the cousin of Clover's CEO, not knowing she was sitting right in front of him,” I informed and she went down with laughter. I found myself laughing along.

“I can’t make it mom. I have to fly to Nebraska tomorrow. It was kind of a  last-minute decision.” I informed and she understood. We shared a good laugh about six toes and how he’d make mutated children, and by the time she hung the call, I had all the clothes I needed for the trip.

I walked into the joined room and pulled out a medium-sized trolley bag, then began packing. After working on a silk blouse for full 15 minutes, I figured I wasn’t going to get done anytime soon since I had no idea how the hell to fold all these, and with that, I rolled the clothes in a knot and shoved them inside the bag, then sat on top of it as I fought tooth and nail with the zippers. As soon as the bag was sealed closed, I walked back into my bedroom where I plopped myself on the bed, feeling so drained out that my eyes began to flutter close.

I rolled over and yanked BOB from the charger, then powered him on. I pulled down my pajama shorts and spread my legs wide, focusing the wand on my starved lady bids. I let out a satisfied moan as the vibrating head tickled my hard clit, making my body tingle with pleasure. I was so lost in it when the vibration slowly went off, and the boof! The wand stopped vibrating! I peeled my eyes opened and looked at it, only to find Drogon’s fang prints on the head of the wand. I looked up at the socket to find the charger pulled out.

“DROGOOOOOOOOON!” I let out a very disturbed and frustrated cry as the realization hit me. This motherfucker pulled off my wand and now it was out of the battery. I angrily threw it across the room and settled with my fingers. I was going to have an orgasm before I went to bed!

I began trailing my fingers up and down my jellyroll, trying to bring back that stomach-dropping feeling that always settled whenever I was using BOB. I was right about to reach it when the door busted open and Drogon came in so supercharged, then playfully hopped on the bed and started nibbling on my hands that were inside my panties. 

I let out a loud groan as I tried to push the heavy heap of muscles off me but it was so futile, he didn’t even budge. The only thing he did was nibble hard on my hands and caught my arms with his paws, with the thought that I was playing with him.

“Get off me, Drogon,” I screamed, not only from his weight that was literally squeezing all the air from out of me but also from the frustration of being rudely disturbed while I was working on the orgasm that was just so out of reach.

He went in by climbing further upwards and began licking my face, covering my face with his meat-filled drool.

“Drogon, stooooop! No kisses!” I yelled as I tried to push him off, but that only fueled him because he rolled over and settled on his back and lifted his paws in the air, his heavy butt still on top of my small stomach. His golden eyes found mine and he licked his lips before snuggling his giant-ass head against mine.

You know what, never mind about the release!