My body was ablaze. The luminous streaks below Lyall’s skin started glowing. A pleasant heat emanated from them but also caused an odd tingling wherever they came into contact with my skin. It felt almost like micro electric shocks, putting each of my nerve endings on edge and multiplying every sensation a thousandfold.
Like in the previous round, my climax came at me in a fury. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure almost too much to bear swept me away. Lyall didn’t relent, his cock ravaging me while his mouth covered my face and neck with kisses.
I was still flying high when I felt him lower me onto the floor. Despite being completely dazed, my brain vaguely registered the fact that the hard floor felt more like a mattress. My lover settled over me and immediately resumed fucking me senseless. The world vanished around me. Nothing existed anymore but his weight on top of me, his cock wrecking my pussy, his hands claiming me, and his mouth branding me everywhere it touched my skin.
I gave myself over to him, drowning in far too many sensations. Unlike the first couple of orgasms, I never saw the ultimate one coming. It crashed into me with the force of a tsunami. This time, Lyall joined his voice to mine, and he slammed himself deep inside of me. His seed shot out in powerful spurts. The cool sensation soothed my battered inside,followed by the same tingling I experienced when I swallowed him earlier.
Through the blissful haze that had taken control of me, I vaguely felt his fangs sinking into me. I couldn’t tell whether he drank some of my blood, but his bite seemed to send him into a frenzy. He resumed pounding into me with almost feral rage, and more of his seed filled me even though I could have sworn he had been spent but seconds ago. His fangs once more sank into me, but this time, I felt him inject me with the same serum that had dampened the pain of his bite yesterday.
My entire body started tingling. I never got a chance to come down from my current orgasm. The floor seemed to fall from under me even as I felt myself flying out of my body. And then darkness claimed me.
Asubtle tugging drew me out of the strangest slumber. I was in a sitting position on something soft. As my eyes fluttered open, I initially assumed I must have dozed off in a forest somewhere, leaning against a moss-covered dirt mound or tree—although neither would likely feel as soft. But a single glance at my surroundings reminded me that I was at Lyall’s house, and that I had just been playing the beast with two backs with him.
I jerked my head around, stunned to realize that I was sitting in his lap while he was plaiting my hair into a single braid.
“What the fuck happened?” I demanded, majorly freaked out. “How did I end up here?”
He gave me a smug smile as he bound the tip of my braid with a hair tie. “I told you I would wreck you. You passed out.”
I gaped at him. Slowly, memories of that insane encounter flooded my mind, and I remembered the tingling sensation after he bit me for the second time, right before I indeed lost consciousness. I glanced down at my body. Finding myself dry and dressed left me reeling.
“How long was I out?!” I asked, flabbergasted.
“A few seconds shy of twenty-six minutes,” he replied nonchalantly while twisting my braid into a bun.
“Twenty-six minutes?! Why the hell would I be knocked out for so long? What did you do to me?” I asked, pulling my hair out of his grasp as I jumped to my feet.
Lyall let his hands drop to his lap. Although he looked at me with a mocking expression, I didn’t miss the hurt that flitted through his eyes, brief though it was.
“You swallowed my seed and took it inside your body,” he said in a calm and factual manner.
I stiffened and gave him a worried look as panic wanted to take root. Although I didn’t sleep around, I had an invisible sigil woven near my pelvis to prevent pregnancies. I didn’t know if I wanted to be a mother someday—at least not with so many unresolved things in my life—but it certainly didn’t feature anywhere in my to-do list right now. And as much as I was growing obsessed with this demigod, conceiving a child with him would be beyond reckless.
Once again, a sliver of hurt seemed to flash in his eyes even though he maintained the same taunting demeanor.
“Fear not, Inquisitor. I didn’t saddle you with my offspring. My seed also didn’t cause you any harm, quite the opposite.”
“Meaning?” I asked, some of the tension bleeding out of my shoulders even as a hint of guilt that I had hurt his feelings lingered.
But it would be stupid of me not to be worried by such a strong reaction after merely having a roll in the hay with a sexy otherworldly being.
“Meaning I have enhanced you. You fell unconscious because your body needed time to adjust,” Lyall explained with a shrug.
My brow shot up. “Enhanced?” I echoed. “What type of enhancement are we talking about?”
Lyall rose to his feet and put the other hair tie back on the worktable as he towered over me.
“You will enjoy greater resistance to all poisons, be far less susceptible or responsive to any attempts at mind control, and you will regenerate faster both from wounds and exhaustion.”
My jaw dropped. His nonchalant delivery made it even more impactful.
“All this just from having sex with you?!” I exclaimed.
“Yep,” he responded, his face still unreadable.
“Wow!” I whispered, my mind racing. “How long will it last?”
He shrugged. “It depends. Normally, it should last for a couple of days. However, the more you receive, the longer it lasts, and builds an exponentially more efficient and longer-lasting protection.”
