Selvyn removed several furs from his satchel and spread them on the ground.
“Have a seat,” he said, patting the makeshift bed next to him.
I hobbled over on shaky legs and sat down on the plush pile. I was more tired than I’d realized.
Selvyn set to work unwrapping my feet and hummed that same familiar song while he worked. I couldn’t help but steal glances at him. He was even more handsome in the full light of day.
“Shit,” I hissed through gritted teeth as he peeled off the last few soiled strips of linen.
“I’m sorry,” he said and gently rubbed my ankle. “A nice soak will do them some good. Do you need help getting undressed?”
His voice wasn’t playful or flirtatious. He was genuinely concerned if I could manage on my own.
“I-I think I can do it.”
I bit my lip and rubbed the back of my neck. The thought of Selvyn seeing my naked body made me feel shy–anxious even.
He rose to his feet and gave me an understanding smile. “I’ll give you some privacy.” With that, he turned around and focused his attention on rummaging through his satchel.
I slowly untied my dress and stood, allowing the thin piece of fabric to slide down off of my body. My feet stung with each step I took toward the edge of the spring, but there was no way I was going to call out to Selvyn for help.
“Everything okay?” he asked, as if he could sense my discomfort.
“I’m fine. Almost there,” I said.
I reached the spring and lowered myself down onto the edge. The warm water felt divine on my aching feet. With a slosh, I slid into the pool.
It took everything in me not to groan as the warm water enveloped my tired body. I felt weightless, and the temperature reminded me of what it felt like being pressed tight to Selvyn’s bare chest.
“I take it you like it?” Selvyn asked as he smiled down at me from the edge of the spring.
“It’s heavenly,” I hummed. I tilted my head back, letting the water lap against my temples while I gazed up at him.
He gave me a smug smile as the clawed tips of his fingers undid his leather belt. Without warning, his furred skirt dropped to the cavern floor–revealing what was hidden underneath.
Not one, but two, bright red cocks hung between Selvyn’s legs. Both had wide, well-defined heads that dripped a clear liquid. Thick ridges covered the shafts, and a set of smooth balls sat just beneath.
It was unlike anything I’d seen on a human man.
My mouth hung open and I couldn’t help but stare.
“Iris,” Selvyn said in that deliciously rumbling voice of his. “My eyes are up here.”
Before I could come up with a response, he lowered himself into the spring, submerging those double cocks under the water’s surface.
With impressive finesse, he swam over to where I was treading water.
“I have something for you,” he said, swimming closer until I was within arm’s reach. “Turn around.”
I sucked in a breath and did as Selvyn asked, turning my body so my back was to him.
The earthy scent of lavender filled my nostrils as Selvyn’s fingers carefully massaged my head.
The Dalwick Demon was washing my hair.
He hummed as he worked his claws through the strands, and I leaned into him ever so slightly.
“Selvyn,” I moaned.
