The gently glowing trees swirled in my nauseating agony, the forest's usually pleasant aroma of burning wood and untamed nature making me want to throw up. “Ngh…!” I hissed between clenched teeth, focusing on the warden’s familiar voice as I tried to push away the mind-numbing pain. Wait, I can heal myself! Terrified frustration erupted in my core like fireworks at seeing it’d take 50,552 spirit to fix myself. This ability is fucking worthless! Crouched next to me, Saelia pulled a vial the length of a pencil from the inside of her coat. In it was a red potion swirling with flakes of gold. “This will heal you, but the vial is not one you can swallow. I need you to lie flat and open your mouth.” Seething with sharp pulses of pain and terror, I latched onto her words like she was throwing me a rope to pull me free of quicksand. She placed a firm hand on my armored chest and pushed me flat on my back. After uncorking the vial with a hollow pop, she carefully emptied the contents
“Another day, certainly.” She rose to her feet and grinned down at me, the warm light of the forest highlighting her soft features. “Because, I intend to spend my time riling up Lysandra upon our return.” I got up and looked down at her. “Yeah, what better way to piss her off than watching us bathe together?” “You assume she would watch?” “Uh, yeah, am I wrong?” Her mouth quirked to the side as she considered. “There’s a slim possibility she might decide to smolder elsewhere, but most likely she would want to not just watch, but compete for your attention to try angering me.” The warden smirked at me. “You wouldn’t happen to just wish to see her nude body… would you, Bryan?” “I mean, you haven’t had sex with her yet. It’s not like I’d touch her or anything!” I said innocently. “But, uh, there wouldn’t be anything wrong with seeing her naked…right?” “No, there wouldn’t be, but there is one thing I worry about if such a thing should happen before I bed her,” she said teasingly.
After Saelia and I returned to Lysandra’s glade, the angelic woman had offered to wash me clean of the flame kroll’s remains herself. It had only been through the promise I made to the warden to not get handsy with Lysandra until she had sex with her – and the prospect of lavish sexual rewards – that I’d been able to resist. She’d ground her teeth with frustration when I’d politely flirted with her while maintaining a look, don’t touch policy, but eventually she showed me how to fill the bathing pool. Scowling, Lysandra knelt next to the edge of the bathing pool. The slap of her palm against the ring of blue encircling the magical hot tub bounced around the room. “Will it to fill and it will,” she muttered. At her words, water flowed from the holes in the walls of the bathing pool, light steam coming off the streams. “Yeah, that seems to be how everything works in this world,” I said with a chuckle. She rose to her feet and glared at me. Then without waiting for a response, s
“I think you might be reading too much into things,” I said, smirking at Lysandra over my half-eaten plate of food. “Or… actually, I think you’re just projecting your own desire to fuck Saelia. Let’s just be honest. You want to fuck her, right?” She rolled her eyes at me. “If I’m in a lewd mood when she inevitably crawls into my bed, of course I may use her body for my own gratification.” I took another sip of the strong drink, deciding it actually tasted pretty good after getting used to it. Lysandra gulped down a mouthful of wine before clunking her glass back onto the table and frowning at me. An awkward silence passed over the table before she spoke again. “Before you two went out, this one alluded to a carnal act you’ve been asking for,” she said, nodding to the warden while keeping her gaze on me. “What was it?” I snickered at her, remembering Saelia’s earlier comment about doing ‘something’ I’d been asking her to do for weeks if I went with her instead of grabbing Lysandr
Under the dining table, my cock sprang free when I lowered the waistband of my sweatpants. I looked pointedly at Saelia as I began to lazily stroke my length. The shadow primal’s eyes flicked to the rhythmic motion of my arm and she let out a shuddering sigh filled with lewd approval. “Bryan, don’t be rude… You shouldn’t obscure such an activity when our host would enjoy watching. Where are your manners?” “My bad… You’re right.” I turned my face towards the demi-empyrean and grinned cockily at the bright glow in her amber eyes. Finishing off my second glass of wine, I pushed back my chair and stood. She stared at my manhood with obscene interest as I gripped it and slowly pumped up and down my length. “What was it you said earlier about wanting to fuck an outworlder?” Saelia asked Lysandra. “You’ve yet to have one?” “Quite right,” she said throatily, not taking her gaze away from my stiff member. Being talked about like I was a sex toy or something was simultaneously annoy
With Salia kneeling in front of me and looking up at me through her large, dark eyes, I groaned with pleasure as she slid the head of my cock into her mouth. A shudder of delight rippled through me as she placed her hands on my thighs and took in more of my length. Sucking hard enough for her cheeks to hollow out, her tongue slid along the underside of my length as she enveloped more of my length in hot, wet bliss. When the head of my manhood met the resistance of the back of her mouth, I expected her to back off. However, with eye-watering effort, she pushed past it and my tip slipped into her tight throat. “Fuck…” I moaned at the slippery heat, amazed she pulled that off in one try without gagging. She didn’t waste time and started bobbing her head up and down, looking up at me through teary dark eyes distant with lust as she furiously sucked my length. Everytime she took me to the base, the tip of my cock pulsed with intense sensation as she pushed it past the threshold at th
A moan of pleasure roused me from my slumber. Judging by the pleasing musical quality, I guessed the sound to have come from Lysandra. My hand thumped the bedroll next to me and a thrill of excitement fluttered in my stomach when all I found was blankets. The drowsiness of sleep melted off of me like snow on hot pavement as I sat up still a little tipsy. “More!” the angelic woman said, her command colored by a mixture of frustration and needful insistence. Slipping out from under the covers, I crept towards the closed door of Lysandra’s room as quietly as I could. When I arrived, I pressed my ear against the wood and heard the warden’s muffled moans. The demi-empyrean grew louder. “Harder!” It sounded like things were going pretty well in there, so I didn't want to interrupt their flow. If I opened the door, there’s a possibility of them hearing or seeing me do it. My eyes lasered in a keyhole and I instantly lowered myself to peer through it. The sun shards in the ceiling
Crossing her arms under her breasts, Lysandra looked down on me as I laid on the couch with a smile that didn’t reach her glowing amber eyes. “Through the door, I sensed your arousal.” “You can sense stuff like that?” I asked, kicking myself for never going back to finish reading the entry about demi-empyreans of Passion. “Quite right… But don’t try to dodge the question. Will you admit you watched our intimate session?” “I wasn’t trying to dodge the question,” I grumbled sleepily. “But, yeah, I woke up near the end of your ‘intimate session’ and caught a little of it.” Sheepish apology slipped into my tone as I recalled what I saw. “I thought you two were just fucking, but when I looked I got a little caught up in everything and didn’t go back to bed right away… I should’ve given you two privacy, sorry....” “For Saelia I felt your happiness and excitement clearly, so when I say I’m not upset you saw us.” “Oh, alright,” I said, starting to feel a little uneasy at her stiff smi