Sticking her tongue out, she licked the outline of his cock through his pants, the corners of her mouth twitching up as Osiris’ arms flexed where they rested on the sides of the basin.
“Eleanor,” he warned.
“Horseman,” she breathed out.
Without warning one of his shadows began to tease her pussy, causing her mouth to fall open on a breathless moan.
“What do you wish for, Eleanor?” Osiris asked. His shadows began to tease and caress every inch of her body as he stared down at her, watching her writhe beneath him, becoming a mess from his touch.
“You,” she moaned.
In one swift movement Osiris flicked off his belt, lowering his pants enough to pull out his cock, tapping it on her lips and painting her mouth with his budding seed. He pushed the head of his cock against her lips, urging her to part them. Angling her head back with his shadows, he thrust himself forward, nudging the back of her throat.
She could feel her heart racing, and her chest heaved as the shadow toying with her entrance suddenly filled her withhim. She was completely under his mercy as both his shadows and his heft began to thrust ruthlessly inside of her, overwhelming her body with wicked pleasure.Each time his self-control frayed; a tremor of excitement rushed to her core.
Only I can make him bend like this.
Gripping the edges of the basin, her knuckles turning white, she began to twitch and writhe, impaling herself deeper onto his shadow.
Osiris’ hand ran through her hair, supporting her head as he used her mouth.
“That’s it, Eleanor,” he huffed as he pushed himself deeper, yet still not letting her take him to the base.
Eleanor moaned around his cock, her jaw beginning to ache as she took him deeper still. His shadows thrust faster, harder, until—oh.Oh. Eleanor’s eyes rolled back as she released on his shadows, the sounds of water sloshing and heavy breaths filling the room.
With one more thrust, her mouth filled with Osiris’ hot spend. As he slowly pulled out, his cum dripping past her lips and down her chin, she gazed up at him half lost in a haze.
“My Symphony,” Osiris panted, tucking himself away. He reached behind himself, grabbing a new folded cloth. “I think I will need to draw you a new bath.”
Eleanor smiled softly, as Osiris began gingerly wiping her face.
26
ELEANOR
Eleanor ran her hands down Shadow’s face, patting her large nose and cheeks. Shadow bobbed her head up and down excitedly.
“Good girl,” Eleanor cooed.
She had done so well in pulling not only her and Osiris in the carriage, but their entire harvest of fever few.
“Are you ready?” Osiris asked, his shadows wrapping around her waist as he began to guide her to the front doors of the orphanage. The shadows stuck out against the yellow fabric of the sun dress with white daisies that Osiris had gifted her. Still, knowing that Osiris had grown comfortable around her was a gift in and of itself.
“Ready as I will ever be, I suppose,” she responded.
Stopping in front of the house, Eleanor took a deep breath as Osiris knocked on the door.
After a still, breathless moment, the door slowly opened to reveal an older woman with graying hair, smiling softly from ear to ear.
Somehow… somehow the woman looked almost familiar?
When their gazes met, Eddy’s eyes widened before she looked up at Osiris, then back down at Eleanor.
“Well,” she breathed out, “isn’t this the most wondrous of surprises!” Eddy reached forward, grabbing Eleanor’s hands in her own.
Eleanor still couldn’t shake the feeling of having seen her before, somewhere.
“I am Eleanor Carver,” she offered, bowing her head in a shallow nod.
