“Pull your legs up out of the dirt; picture your body as it was and then try to stand.”
It is hard to watch her struggle against the deep roots that are holding her in place, but this is something she has to learn to do on her own, or each step on land will become a struggle. It takes her several tries, but one thing my mate does not lack is stubbornness, and I knew she would conquer this as soon as she set her mind to it. I reach out when I feel her swaying, steadying her as she finally stands before me once again. The soil that had covered more of her body than she realized is instantly gone, absorbed into her skin, strengthening the vines and buds that now grow outward for all to see.
Her beautiful dark eyes stare up at me, and because my feelings for her can no longer be hidden, the inner chamber lights up all around us. She gazes around at the small twinkling lights that are shimmering on the walls, giving off just enough light for me to see her fully.
“Are you ready to finalize the change, to give yourself to me and this life fully, little blossom? Because I do not know how much longer I can hold back.”
I let my emotions and love flow over her, and she trembles slightly under my own fingertips.
CHAPTER 13
VEDECE
Opening my eyes, I find myself in an incredible yet astonishing world. I can now see the life connection of the ship we are on and the essence of the planet seeping into its massive canopy as it reaches for the warmth of the rays coming from Etherium. Being slightly overwhelmed is putting it mildly.
The only thing keeping me from freaking out is KyT’s stability as he lies next to me, both of us intertwined in the softness of the dirt below. My arms and legs feel heavy but strong as I stretch.
KyT’s words seem to come from inside my mind, and it takes me a few minutes to quiet the world that demands my full attention so I can focus on the one who gave me this experience. Now that we are connected, I can feel his true emotions and the awe he’s experiencing at this moment as his eyes look upon me.
Seeing myself through his eyes, I realize I’m still myself, but it’s as if a tree has sprouted from my body and enveloped me. Small vines and branches are wrapped around my flesh, which is no longer the deep brown I’ve always seen in mirrors. Now, it shimmers a pale green in places, while my knees and elbows look like they are covered in bark.
I can feel his desire and need for me now that the transformation is nearly complete. In KyT’s eyes, I am the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and he’s trying to hold back his mating instinct because he doesn’t want to scare me. He has always given me the choice, and that’s one of the things I find so endearing about him.
One of his small vines extends toward me. It moves slowly, with a deliberate grace, as its tip brushes my palm—just a whisper of contact. I can feel his inner strength as he savors each touch. Then it gently wraps around my wrist, initially soft, then tightening as he searches my thoughts. The texture is smooth as silk, an illusion that conceals the strength beneath.
When I don’t pull away, something inside him snaps, and suddenly vines wrap around me, pulling me tightly against his body. The cover he had woven around me to protect my modesty falls away. I gasp at the sudden contact as my body instinctively tries to merge further with his in a way I don’t fully understand. KyT must have heard the question or the emotion in my mind.
“Wanting to be physically connected to me is the dryad in you now, Vedece. In your world, the female dryad needed the nourishment and support of her tree. Those laws, little blossom, do not bind you, but naturally, you still seek them out, for in your mind, I am your safe and happy place.”
The entire time he’s been talking to me, his fingers and all the vines attached to his body start tracing my collarbone, ribs, and the curves of my waist. Leaning back slightly, I feel a little overwhelmed by what seems like hands on me everywhere. Just as something warm caresses my breasts, teasing and circling my sensitive nipples, I feel movement sliding lower. His limbs’ flexibility find my sensitive spots, making me gasp.
Through our bond, I can feel his need, his desire, how he wishes he could absorb me since he can’t seem to get close enough.
My hands haven’t been idle as I explore the body that has intrigued me with its uniqueness and strength from the start. KyT’s emotions only amplify my own as we finally get to discover each other’s likes and desires.
His textured skin lights up beneath my fingertips, as if tiny lightning bugs are underneath, seeking my attention. When my hand finds a spot on his chest, his bark trembles, and the vines entwined on his body tighten around me.
“I knew you would feel like rare silk under my fingers, little bud, but I never dreamed our connection would allow me to feel you so intensely.”
Before I can say a word, vines grow from his groin area, sliding between my thighs, spreading me wider as the tips gently trace through my folds, exploring the evidence of my arousal.
“Please, KyT.”
I’m surprised when I realize it’s not his mating root that has slid inside me, since it’s still hard and pressed against my stomach, but one of the vines. It pushes inside slowly. I expect it to be rough, but it feels unlike anything I’ve ever experienced; oddly flexible and alive, moving along my inner walls with motions no human could make. Through our bond, he can sense my pleasure as if it’s his own, and all of this only amplifies it, making me shake.
Because he’s naughty and can sense my needs through our bond, another smaller vine has now found my clit and is circling it steadily, focused on the stimulation as it applies varying pressures, vibrating until I feel my body tense up and I cry outfrom the overstimulation. My still human hands dig into KyT’s hard shoulders.
He experiments, using our connection to learn every response, filing away every gasp and moan that escapes my lips. When he hits a rhythm that makes me buck against him, he continues until I’m trembling uncontrollably, and I can feel the pleasure literally seeping out of him, because he’s the one making me feel this way.
Between the two of us, I feel like I burst outward, the sound of my pleasure echoing off the walls of this inner chamber. My orgasm crashes through me in waves, and because of our connection, he can feel every tremor, aftershock, and movement.
I sense him struggling as his own desires intensify in response to mine, which remains uncontrollable. “Little blossom, … I am speechless.”
Even though I’ve fallen apart in his arms, I know he needs more as his mating root seeps, wetting my stomach. “KyT, don’t hold back. I’m ready for you and all that you are.”
Something shifts in his thoughts, and suddenly his vines lift me slightly, letting me feel his mating root pressed firmly against my folds, with the thick tip gently pushing against me. It’s different from the smaller ones that brought me so much pleasure before. This one is thicker, pulsing in sync with his heartbeat. KyT leans his head down, capturing my lips with his own. He’s practically trembling with restraint, determined to make this experience good for me.
KyT slowly pushes in, the stretch intense as I feel the hard texture of his mating root filling me completely. The bark-likeridges drag against my inner walls until he is fully seated. The moment I feel him swelling inside me, the bond explodes.
