“Come get me, Orpheus.”

“Reia?” Her heart stung at how panicked it sounded.

She immediately turned back to her physical body so he could at least smell her and have something to track. She was at the back of the house, and within seconds he was sprinting towards her.

His eyes were still blue, still trickling. Right before he could grab her, she turned ghostly again, and he ran

through her.

“Please don’t do this,” he whimpered as he stalked her while she floated backwards.

“Don’t you want me?” she teased, moving to the side.

“Don’t you want to catch your prey?”

She went through the house, finding it odd to only have her shoulders up through the floor. Avoiding the garden completely in case he tore it apart, she moved to the other side of the house.

Materialising solid, Reia waited until she could hear which direction he was coming from before she started running in the opposite direction. She ran up the front of the house, peeking over her shoulder to see his eyes flash red a few times.

Of course, he was faster than her, and he lunged through her when she turned ghostly once more. He spun to her, his eyes holding red a little longer this time.

“Reia,” he warned, lowering himself as stalked forward.

“Your little doe wants you to fuck her.” Purple tried to take over before that damned blue took in once more! But at least the trickling had begun to settle. It was barely present now. “She’s starting to think you don’t want to.”

Before he could even answer, she was floating through the house once more. She squeaked when she came out the other side to find him already heading towards her.

With a giggle, finding his eyes flickering faster between the red and blue, she ducked back inside. She waited a few seconds and then poked her head out exactly where she’d just been to find he was gone.

She turned physical and started running as she headed towards the garden.

She heard him too late, expecting to hear his feet thumping behind her. Reia was tackled to the ground from the front with arms wrapping around her and protecting most of her body as they landed with her beneath him.

“Stay,” he growled, curling around her body to keep her to him – like that would do anything to truly hold her in place.

Orpheus was huffing wildly, and she could feel his heart beating just as frantically. His claws were digging into her shoulder and hip through her clothes.

She’d finally gotten what she wanted; his eyes red and full as if they were no longer broken and leaking. However, it wasn’t enough.

She was playing a dangerous game. She knew it, but it didn’t stop her from placing her lips against his cheek with a curling smirk.

“If you’re not immediately inside my pussy when you catch me, you don’t get to keep me.”

She turned incorporeal in his arms, fretting slightly when she started to float upwards through him.

Orpheus slammed his claws into the ground, gouging into the dirt that he left tracks of them behind. Shaking as he lifted his head up to face her, Orpheus snarled with wet fangs, his orbs growing more crimson.

“I will keep you.”

She knew he was truly enraged by his jaws parting slightly, showing all his fangs and a curling tongue.

“I’m already yours.”

Floating backwards, she let him chase her for a bit, before she went through the house. Reia waited, knowing he was somewhere out there, sniffing, searching, hunting, for her.

Her heart was racing with excitement, the thrill of being hunted like an aphrodisiac. She had started this for him, but now she was growing impatient to be taken, to be filled.

In her incorporeal body she couldn’t feel anything, but when she was physical, her body tingled from her head all the way to her toes. She wanted to run, she wanted to be caught, but most of all, she wanted Orpheus inside her. And she wanted him fierce, she wanted him rough, she wanted him to be feral with her.

Her underwear was clinging to the wetness of her pussy, soaked and dripping with more arousal every time her body thrummed with need. Reia felt empty and hollow.

Already near panting, she came out at the back of the house to find he wasn’t there.

He must have smelt her, because she heard a growl that seemed to come from everywhere. It made her skin dance with shivers as goosebumps broke out. Her fingers went warm with her growing temperature, arousal heating her.

Her head darted one way and then the other, her feet moving almost skittishly as she worked her way to the front of the house.

“Don’t run.”

She nearly screamed when she heard his voice from above! Turning around, she saw him crawling over the top of the house, stalking towards her before he jumped down.

His hands and feet thudded against the ground, his head tilting unnaturally to the point it was almost upside down.

With his red eyes, it was scary, creepy, and she fucking liked it.

Her face twinged when she felt her abdomen spasm, her inner walls quivering for this, for him like this in his most monstrous form.

“Stay,” he warned, when she started retreating.

Her smile was her answer, before she bolted.

Reia made it five steps before she was tackled to her stomach. Claws dug, growling rumbled, and she squirmed as she tried to crawl forward since only one of his arms were around her midsection.

In one breath, he was under her skirt and ripping her underwear from her. In the next, Orpheus shoved himself inside her all the way to the base, tentacles snapping into place around her hips.

A sharp gasp was ripped from her. The snug fit was intense after their time apart, her body still able to take him,

but tighter. Her arousal and his lubricant had eased the entry, but Reia had felt a deep twinge of pain.

However, she panted deeply, tremors rolling through her body at the girth of his cock, the length of it filling her, the sheer heat of it warming her insides. She melted on her knees with her face pressed against the grass, her eyelids shuddering in euphoria as she pressed her hips against him to feel him even deeper.

So hot. He’s so hot inside me.

Orpheus had groaned upon impact, but now he was quaking, his claws digging into the bare flesh of her waist with his hand under the skirt of her dress that had been pushed up over her backside. His other hand was flat against the ground, as if he needed to steady himself through her gloving him finally.

His tentacles felt longer than usual, as if they were the same length as his cock in his monstrous form. They swirled around her backside, her hips, and reached to his hand at her waist. Two were sitting in the dips where her arse met her thighs, one was over her hip, but the last one was directly over her clit, sitting inside the lips of her folds.

He lowered himself to his forearm, coating her body with his and bringing his snout next to her ear so she could hear him huffing loudly.