His tentacle slipping over her clit, rubbing and stroking it with its little nodules, had her near weeping at the feeling.
“Yes,” she tried to say with her lack of air. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”
Somehow, he went faster, and her legs kicked out. It was like she was trying to crawl forward, to get away and escape, as her orgasm took her by the reigns and drowned her.
Crying out, she wrung his cock with heavy wet spasms as she lost herself to him. His snarls, his grunts, this strange purr sound mixed in with it, ached her mind.
It was torture, and it was bliss. Reia had found heaven in the Veil, and it was given to her by the cock of a Duskwalker that was fucking her into oblivion.
He didn’t stop even when she stopped coming, her body so lax that she could do nothing but take it. Her eyes were so dazed that her vision was murky as she stared at nothing with the tree line blurry, but she didn’t have enough tension to close them. Tears fell from them to drip down her nose and cheek at the intense pleasure.
Orpheus was crushing her under his grip, pressing down on her with his body, and she adored it. Like an anchor to this world, it made her feel alive – despite the fact she felt like she was going to pass out from his onslaught, growing dizzier by the second.
Thoughts left her other than his name whispering in her mind. She couldn’t speak. She could only feel him pounding into her with wild frantic thrusts. In and out rapidly as her insides were stroked constantly before his slams stole her very voice. She could only hear him as her cries were snuffed by the loudness of his sounds, his breath.
She smelt grass, she smelt dirt, and she wished she could smell him.
Her inner walls were squeezing, hungrily sucking him when she started coming again. Her scream must have echoed out into the forest beyond the safety of their home, but she didn’t care.
She was too consumed by Orpheus to know if a Demon had come to inspect them fucking outside.
She was getting exactly what she wanted as her body bounced and scraped against the dirt. Her orgasm dripping down her thighs, tickling her and making her squirm further. Only prey squirms, and she’d wriggle as much as she could if it would send him even further into the craze of his desires.
His thrusts sounded wetter. Like a constant sucking sound as his cock moved within her pussy, stirring her and her orgasms around. They squelched.
An acute whine came from him before he shoved himself in deep while pulling her on him, burrowing into her so hard and deep it made her back arch downwards under its force. She knew he’d cut her with his claws when she felt pain and the welling of blood, but she barely felt it as he filled her so completely, she could feel the bulges of his embedded sac right at her entrance as if they too were trying to push in.
Her tongue fell forward like she needed it to in order to help her breath through her panting, when she felt his hot semen pouring into her, his cock swelling over and over to match them. Quick, heavy bursts invaded every inch of her swiftly, making her legs tremble at the feeling of it spreading through her.
Orpheus groaned so loudly that it almost sounded of pain. She managed to look back to see his head was pointing to the sky with his jaw widely parted.
He started pumping lightly like he didn’t want to stop, and it made the thick liquid inside her squelch before it seeped out of her. It feels so goooood.
When he was finished, he slipped out of her as he collapsed to his side next to her. Desperately huffing, his body twitched and spasmed all over as his fur and fins rose and fell as though they couldn’t settle.
Reia fell forward as she’d long ago lost the strength in her body, and the only thing that had been holding her up had been his tentacles keeping her to him.
After a few moments of him heaving as though he was trying to catch the breaths he’d lost, his eyes black as if they were closed, he reached out and dragged her closer. He curled himself around her with all his limbs with his hands kneading her flesh lightly.
He didn’t nuzzle her, but she knew he would have if he wasn’t so spent of energy.
For a little while, they laid there together holding each other closely. She’d never had Orpheus so out of sorts afterwards that he needed to recover like this.
She could feel against her stomach that his tentacles had closed around his cock completely even though it was fully extended, and that it was slowly receding back inside him. His body started to shift as it did, returning to the calm Orpheus whose clothes were slowly coming back like they’d been hidden somewhere within him.
“Reia...” he said softly, like was hesitant about asking a question. “Would... Would you make me a new bell?”
She lifted her head to look up at the underneath of his jaw. “Is it bothering you that much?
“Yes. I am sorry that she broke it.”
“Don’t be, it’s not your fault.” She patted her hands over his back. “I’m really glad I killed her. Are you upset about it?”
“No. The only thing that matters is you.”
Dragging herself higher, she came face-to-face with him and started to fiddle with his horn. “I’m happy to make you another bell. I’ll remove this one for now, so you don’t have to hear it.”
“Thank you,” he rasped, before licking at her cheek with only the tip of his tongue.
Reia sat naked on Orpheus’ lap while they were seated on his bed – which she very much thought was hers as well. He wanted to be able to touch her bare body, to stroke his fingertips and claws over her as though he wanted to touch her, feel her, see that she was in front of him.
He’d removed his own clothing so she could do the same, and he’d been surprised when she opted to straddle his hips. Her knees didn’t touch the bed beneath him.
His glowing orbs were their normal light blue, and she was relieved to see them.
“Did you eat me Orpheus?” She gave him a warm smile to show him she wouldn’t be upset at all if he did.
“No. You... crumbled like ash in my arms, but I was not hungry even before you did.”
Her brows drew together. “But you told me you are always hungry.”
“You gave me your soul,” he commented, lifting his hand to scrape her scalp with his claw tips knowing it would make her shiver. “It was very pretty.” He brushed them through her hair as though he wanted to comb it neat himself. “Once I ate it, all my hunger disappeared.”
“So, you didn’t feel any desire to eat me, or even Katerina?”
He shook his head before tilting it as he brushed his claws over her bare shoulder, making her skin prickle with goosebumps.
“No. Even earlier when I was chasing you or when I smelt your blood, I didn’t feel hunger.” She knew he looked back to her when he lifted his face. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
His fingertips lightly trailed over the five small slices around her waist from where he’d cut her with his claws when he came.
They stung a little but were mostly okay.