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Unfettered Vessel sneak peek.

1/12/2025

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Oh lord, my body is still trembling and spasming. My mind is still stunned by the thousand fireworks that just exploded inside my head.

What the hell was that? That wasn’t sex. I have had sex countless times, with very many different people. Thanks to my magic, I’m no stranger to orgasms either.

But nothing has ever, ever felt like that. The pleasure was so intense it feels like it has ripped all my layers away. I’m lying here in Monty’s bed, exposed and raw. Vulnerable.

It wasn’t just my body that orgasmed. It was my soul and my mind. Every part of me was scattered and has been rearranged.

“Pink?”

I open my eyes and try to remember how to focus. Monty swims into view, standing next to the bed, hovering over me. And holding out a glass of water.

Oops. I don’t think that was the first time he said my name. 

Quickly, I sit up and take the offered drink. The movement causes things to seep between my legs. Damnit! Clenching as hard as I can, I can only hope for the best. I really don’t want to make a mess of his sheets. Even though it would be mess of his own making. My own mess is all over the front of my tee shirt that I should have removed. I really don’t know what I was thinking when I decided to keep it on.

I gulp down the cold water. Monty takes the empty glass from my fingers and carries it over to the tiny sink. I seize the opportunity to jump up and fumble into my sweatpants. My clenching really wasn’t working all that well. 

Now I’m dressed, it is only my own, easily washed clothes that are going to get dirty. I should be relieved. More settled and at ease. But I still feel undone. All unraveled. As if I am standing here holding the tattered parts of myself in my hands with no idea how to put them all back together.

“Tea?” asks Monty brightly.

He has thrown on some pale gray yoga pants, but his chest is still bare. A naked expense of creamy skin and lightly defined muscles.

“Is everything alright, Pink?” His blue eyes are full of concern now.

He fucked me, took my magic, rocked my world and blew my mind. And now he is worried about me. I came apart beneath him. The pleasure he gave me tore down all of my walls. And now I am standing here, all flustered and unsure, while his cum leaks out of my ass.

“Everything is fine,” I say.

His bright blue eyes are intense. I swear they can see all of me. All my flaws and every bad thought I have ever had.

“So, would you like some tea?” he asks carefully.

I blink. I don’t want tea. I want to be alone. There are far too many thoughts in my head and far too many emotions in my heart. Everything is a noisy, tangled mess. I need peace and quiet. Solitude. Time to try to untangle everything and make sense of it.

“Um…no thank you,” I mumble.

My gaze desperately scans the floor for my shoes. I find them by the door. I hurry over and hop into them. Then I yank the campervan door open. Fresh air and daylight hits me. Dazzling me even more.

I’m halfway across the garden before I realize I didn’t say goodbye. How rude of me. But it can’t be helped now. I think Monty is kind enough to understand that it wasn’t intentional. He just pulled me apart and peered into my soul. I’m sure he understands all of my intentions. Probably better than I do.

I shudder and wrap my arms around myself as I hurry into the house and up the stairs. Is this why Jade and the others felt shame in the harem? Sex stripped them raw? It wasn’t just a cock poking around inside them?

Oh lord. That is terrible. This is terrible. I don’t want to feel like this. Being numb to it all, is much, much better. Far more bearable. I want to go back to it.

I just have to find a way.
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Sharon
1/13/2025 11:13:23 pm

I love this series! Any time a book reaches out and grabs me immediately I usually don't stop until it's finished. This sneaky peek has done just that and I can't wait to read it.

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