“Not. At. All,” he grated, each word punctuated by the sudden heavier thrust of his fingers.
Reia threw her head back, thankful his shoulder had been behind her to protect it, and screamed. Her nails bit into him as she started to come, little tears dripping from her corners of her eyes to roll down her cheeks. Oh god! In heavy wet spasms, her pussy desperately tried to milk his fingers.
Stars sparkled in her darkened vision, her head pounding under the pressure as her body tightened.
It felt as though he sighed against her neck, like he’d been waiting for her to break apart under his slow and careful ministrations. Reia melted under the power of it, her legs kicking and squirming as mind-boggling pleasure ripped her apart.
How… Her scream softened into a long moan. How can this feel so good with him? How could she like his fingers inside her so much that it felt as though her body was singing with pleasure?
“But only when you want it, will I give it to you,” he said when she started to go lax, dipping his tongue out against her cheek almost like a kiss. “Only when I’ve melted your heart and you accept me, will I try to claim this.”
He pressed his fingers deep, leaving them there for the moment for her to come down around them gently.
“I didn’t think you’d want anything like this,” she stated around panted breaths, voice raspy and sore from crying out.
She wanted him to keep talking to her, his rich voice like a pet over her tingling senses.
Her mind felt dazed as her body sunk in the water. Everything seemed brighter, like her pupils were still dilated from euphoria.
He brought his hand away from her breast to brush it through her hair again, his claws holding her just as much as his palm.
“Why is it you think I wanted a bride, Reia?”
“For a companion… because you were lonely.”
He made a thoughtful noise as he nuzzled the tip of his snout against her. “That is true, but I have many hungers, little human, and this is one of them.”
Her core had been fluttering around his fingers contently, and she moaned in loss when he started pulling them away. A part of her ached for more, but another knew she was too sensitive to come again. Her body was new to pleasure, and she felt a slight twinge from him stretching her with just his digits.
Reia lay in the tub panting, her muscles giving after twitches. She felt like she was floating, the water giving her the buoyancy to aid this wonderful feeling.
“I’m sorry, but I must continue the spell.”
To have Orpheus’ hands massaging the rest of her body while she levitated in the afterglow of her bliss? That sounds like absolute heaven.
After having one of the best sleeps since she’d arrived in the Veil, Reia had happily sat in the garden while eating her breakfast. Surrounded by the lush greenery of varying vegetables and plants, she took in a deep draw of breath, smelling the stronger herbs, like mint and dill, that wafted around her.
Surprisingly, Orpheus didn’t stay to overlook the area to make sure she was safe.
The day was chilly with the wind that blew rather heavily than normal, and the clouds were moving fast, casting shadows over the area.
As much as she loved the garden, her heart panged her at how torn up it was. Those stupid Demons sure did a fantastic job of ruining this.
Many of them still lingered, walking along the salt circle as they uselessly tried to frighten her when she felt perfect safe inside it, especially with her amulet once more clipped through her hair.
Many of the plants had been kicked and pulled from the ground, and her delicious little raspberry bush was in tatters. The strawberry tree wasn’t fairing much better, but she’d already picked most of it before then.
This isn’t actually a lot of food. Without meat, Reia was supplementing her diet with the use of the fruit and vegetables and was quickly consuming it.
Only when she was partially through her breakfast did Orpheus enter the garden. He was shielding something behind his back, but she knew he would show her what it was if he wanted to.
“I was wondering,” she said when he approached, walking between the shrubs on the dirt path through the middle of the garden. “Would you be willing to hunt for me?”
He paused mid-stride when he was almost to her. “You… want me to hunt for you?”
She could tell he was concerned, especially when his orbs deepened in blue.
“I’m going to run out of food if I only eat from this garden. If I have some meat, it means I can save some of it, and hopefully more will grow before I need it.”
He began to approach again, more hesitantly than before. When he was right in front of her, she squirmed in her seat. She had to crane her neck up to him as he towered over her. He looked much more massive than usual when she wasn’t standing.