“Yeah, it's great.” I rolled my eyes.
The dryad lifted himself angrily and used his vines to pull my legs up until my heels met my ears. He grabbed hold of my thighs and thrust himself in deeper; slamming against me wildly. I cried out as his pelvis pushed the vine working my clit tight against me.
“That's better,” he snarled. “I am a forest god, little human, and you will worship me.”
As he bucked violently into me; his vines slipped into my mouth and tangled with my tongue. There were slick ropes twining through my hair, prodding my ears, and even sliding between my toes. I was being touched everywhere at once, and it was rapturous.
I cried out and shivered through my orgasm, and the dryad smirked above me. But then he tensed and groaned; his eyes fluttering shut. He slid out of my pussy as the vines in my mouth pulled my lips open, and the dryad shoved his cock past my lips. My eyes went wide as the taste of maple syrup coated my tongue, and my libido was sent into overdrive. I was instantly aroused, but the dryad was spent; rolling onto his side as his vines withdrew from me.
“What did you do to me?” I moaned as I sucked at the thick coating of sugary cum inside my mouth.
“I gave you a taste of my sap.” He smirked.
“You said you were going to come in my pussy,” I wailed. “What did this sap do to me?”
“Iamgoing to come in your pussy,” he promised me as he rolled me onto his chest. “But you weren't nearly eager enough for me to give you that gift yet. So, I sweetened your temperament. Now, you just have to arouse me, and we can try this again. I suggest that you start with my balls; I love having my nuts licked.”
Chapter Thirty
“Oh, God,” I moaned as I shuffled away from the dryad's tree.
It was late afternoon; the bastard had kept me there for hours, doing all manner of nasty things to his nuts and wood-cock. He fucked my mouth, my tits, my ass, and then my pussy—where he finally emptied his sap into me. It clung just as he said it would, and made every step a study in ecstasy. I was desperate to find a stream to wash it off.
Finally—after what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes—I found a river. I stripped and left my clothes on the grassy shore to wade into the cool water. It eased my need a little, but the water wasn't washing the dryad sap away. It clung to me as tenaciously as the fairy who had put it there.
“What the hell?” I growled. “He said it could be washed away!”
“Having some trouble?” An amused male voice asked me.
I jerked around and saw a man swimming a few feet off from shore. His tanned skin was slick with water, and his golden hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail. He smiled and revealed a set of sharp teeth, but his cerulean eyes seemed kind.
“I am Kaden,” he said as he bowed his head. “May I be of assistance?”
“I'm Riley.” I relaxed a bit. If he was introducing himself, he probably wasn't going to attack me. Plus, he had offered to help. “I don't think you can. I got into an agreement with a dryad and ended up filled with sap.”
“An agreement, eh?” Kaden lifted a pale brow. “Did you happen to be in a net at the time?”
“Yeah... why?” I growled.
“That's a dryad trick.” Kaden laughed. “They catch unsuspecting sidhe in their net and then tell them it's a Redcap trap and they'd best bargain for his help, or they'll be raped by those massive bastards.”
“Damn it!” I splashed my fists into the water. “I knew he was playing me!”
“And now you're covered in sap, and every step arouses you,” he concluded.
“You know it,” I sighed. “How do I get this stuff off?”
“You have two options,” he said with a grin. “The first is to wait it out. Just find someplace to relax and don't move until the sap is washed away by your own fluids.”
“Or?”
“You won't like my answer.” Kaden went serious. “After what I said about the dryad, you'll probably think I'm trying to fool you too.”
“Let me guess; you have some kind of magical cum?” I huffed.
“Not magical.” He laughed. “But, as a merman, my salty semen does counter the effects of dryad sap.”
“As a what?” I gaped at him.
