Her hands released their grips so she could clutch both of his arms instead, digging her nails into his tough flesh. Holding onto him for leverage, Reia started moving her hips back and forth, needing him to go faster than this agonising slow pace.
His thumb plucked her nipple, constantly brushing over it to send more jolts through her and making her wetter.
“I have wanted to dip my fingers inside your pretty cunt every time you’ve been in this bath.”
He groaned, his body shuddering. His finger pumped, stroking her walls over and over and hit something that had her shivering and trembling each time.
Nghhh, that feels so good there. Touching, stroking, it even circled once to stir her.
“Do you understand how hard it’s been? To touch, but not play?”
She gasped sharply when he shoved his forefinger inside, stretching her around the girth of both of them.
“Ohhh!” she cried, trying to spread her legs further as if that would help to accommodate them.
This version of Orpheus with free reign, allowed to be real and truthful with his desires now that he knew he could touch her like this, was unravelling her. His deep, gruff voice sounded so much huskier than normal, raspy and almost torn.
His breaths huffed over her, and she mirrored the depth of them. Reia was panting, tears of need and beautiful torture making her want to cry. She was close, so very close, and she wanted him to send her screaming over the edge.
His fingers started to pump faster. They didn’t just go in and out, they moved like a wave, stroking the front of her channel with the tips to hit deeply a place inside that was making her vision split into two.
“I want to fuck you inside here,” he told her, and her walls clenched him, a pitiful sobbing cry coming from her in reaction to his words. She shouldn’t like hearing this from him, that he wanted to fuck her, and yet she was enjoying it. “My cock aches so bad for it, Reia.”
“I-it does?” Now that she knew he had one, she bit her lip while imaging what it could possibly look like. Would it be big, and long, and fill her so completely that it would rid the desperate need to be stretched like his fingers were doing? “Is it like a human’s?”
“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.
Seeming to sense her discomfort, he crouched down onto one knee, but in a way that was almost caging.
“Is that truly why you want me to leave?”