Mid-orgasm, my pussy and clit became ultrasensitive, almost painfully so, but I couldn’t form the words through my ragged panting and his frenetic movements as he held me in place, preventing me from collapsing onto the floor.
I wanted to scream as he rubbed circles around my clit and forced my climax to last longer and longer than I could have imagined.
If this were a preview of what was to come if and when I chose to stay, sealing myself to him, I didn’t think there would be any reason for me to ever complain. He could fuck me to sleep every night if he wanted to, and I was sure I’d sleep soundly in his arms.
Zyre slowed his movements and carefully removed his vines from my body, untangling himself from me as he picked me up and carried me to my unmade bed.
He lowered me onto my mattress and brushed my hair back before standing. He licked his fingers and then his dippers slowly. His long neon-green forked tongue was snake-like but also amphibian-like as it wrapped around his digits, licking them like a kid with an ice cream cone.
“I hope I taste as good as you do.”
“You taste like all of my favorite things combined,” I replied, clenching my legs and cursing myself for feeling a smidgeon of arousal so quickly.
“Unless you want me to lick you clean, let me grab some pool moss and wash you off.” He pointed to the teal-tipped purple moss that encircled the waterfall’s stone. “If we weren’t in such a hurry, I would have been willing to lick every part of your body clean to ensure that nothing went to waste.”
“I’m afraid I’ll have to decline that offer.” I gave him a soft grin while chuckling. “There’s enough light outside, and I’d like to put my outfit through its paces in search of my device before going back to bed.”
“Your wish is my desire.”
I stood there silently as Zyre gathered some moss and slowly cleaned off all of my juices from my legs, expecting his work to ensure none remained.
His concern for me, for both my mental and personal well-being, spoke volumes.
He never tried to push me to go any further than I was comfortable with, even though he knew how much it would mean to him if we did.
Zyre genuinely wanted to cherish and love me, and he continued to do so even when I continued to refuse his dreams and wishes to be with me.
All he wanted was for me to be hisluwaerifor the rest of his life.
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
ZYRE
“Are you prepared to see what you’ve made?” I inquired, dropping the moss into the pool to be absorbed by the ecosystem for future use. “I can’t wait to see you put your new traveling system to the test, but hopefully you won’t need to use your weapons any time soon.”
“I can’t wait to try them on!” she exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and dashed over to her new walk-in closet.
Her rainbow hair bounced down her back as she walked into her new storage room.
She appeared happier after I pleased her, as if, combined with our previous conversation, she realized how much she enjoyed being pampered and cared for by me.
Her warm skin seemed to radiate, as if she were beginning to mimic how the sun glowed through the clouds.
Her curvy body was soft to the touch. I liked how she felt underneath my hands and wrapped up in my vines, and I couldn’t help but wonder how her walls would milk myblavafter the way her thighs squeezed me.
“How do I look?”
My gaze was drawn to her as she leaned against the closet’s threshold.
Witnessing her create the outfits within the matrix was not the same as seeing her in her creations in real life.
Her black pants clung to her like a second skin, topped by a thick utility belt adorned with all of her psy-daggers—six on each leg. Her torso was covered in a green scaled vest held together by a series of golden clasps, and her shoulders were covered in dark scaled plates.
She held a mask in her hand, shaped like a fierce creature’s face, ready to protect her.
“You attractdanger,” I replied, approaching her with open arms. “Someone I would never mess with. If I ever happened to cross your path without knowing you, I’d know I wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“However, you have natural vines and strength.” Her rich brown eyes met mine as she covered her face and peered through the slits at me. “In order to be powerful, I need items.”
