They’d thrown food at her instead of giving it to her like they were supposed to. Threw water on her. Nailed her house shut so she couldn’t get inside when it was dark and unsafe to be outside, even in the village.
They’d teased and bullied her relentlessly that her family was dead. Mocking her, their deaths, playacting as if they were her family while one of them pretended to be the Demon killing and eating them. Whenever they mentioned her baby brother, pretended to cry and wail, it always filled her with so much rage that she tried to fight them.
Of course, then she would be reprimanded for shouting and touching others – even though it was in retaliation.
The ringleader of the group’s father had been one of the men travelling back with her that died the day after her parents were eaten. They blamed her for it.
No one in the village did anything to stop them, and some actually laughed while they did. Some were disapproving, but that was more because they were worried about
unsettling the universe because of what they believed she was.
I still can’t believe being a harbinger isn’t real.
Her stomach chose that moment to be as loud as freaking possible and grumbled like that of a deep rumbling thunderstorm.
“You are hungry,” he said, and his tentacles started to loosen from her so he could withdraw.
Wait, no. Reia didn’t care about her stomach right then, but he’d slipped out of her before she could stop him. Her heart sunk at the loss she felt.
She sat up and turned to face him as he started to get up.
She squeaked, quickly getting to her knees to squeeze her bent legs together as she sat on her ankles. She clutched at her thighs, recoiling at the sensation she felt.
“Reia?” he quickly questioned, kneeling on the bed at the sound she made, and her suddenly sitting up like this. “Is something wrong?”
Shit. How was she supposed to explain that she could feel his seed coming out of her!? That she’d reacted to her body letting go of it now that he’d exited her and was currently making a mess between her thighs that felt like a trickling, tickling sensation.
“I’m okay,” she laughed, looking down to his crotch while he was kneeling on the bed, and almost ended it with a giggle.
Although still quite large, his cock was floppy, his tentacles too. That’s cute. It didn’t look like the monster that had made her melt so much she felt like she was going to pool out of her very own skin.
The tentacles were already moving around it to shield it and eventually would hide it away.
“Then what is wrong?” He reached across the bed, his head twisting sideways, as he went to place his clawed index and middle finger to her cheek in what she thought was worry. She only flinched, clenching her eyes shut,
because she could feel another clump leaving her and wanted to die in embarrassment. “Have I hurt you or upset you?”
She shook her head.
“I really need a bath. We’ve made a mess.”
Well, he made the mess. She was currently living the emotional nightmare of it.
“Do not mind the mess,” he chuckled. Only because he wasn’t the one dealing with it! “You must eat first. You are so hungry that your stomach is being loud. Plus, I like you covered in my seed, marking you with my scent of sex.”
Someone please kill me. Her cheeks were so hot, she felt like even her ears were on fire.
“Why are you so naughty sometimes?” she groaned.
When the sensation finally ceased, she relaxed enough to open her eyes.
His orbs flashed white, and he shrunk a little.
“You don’t like it?”
“I didn’t say that.” She shook her head with a snort of laughter. “I like it a lot. It’s just that you usually don’t talk like that, but you’re very naughty when it comes to sex. I don’t understand why.”
He leaned forward to bump his snout against her temple.
“We are sharing bodies. Why can I not share my thoughts as well? You accept my desire for you, and I would like to tell you how much I want you so that you know.”
He’s just sharing his feelings? Her lips curled, unable to keep the smile from her features.
“I would like for you to do the same. I enjoyed hearing you say you wanted my cock.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can do it.” She could barely even think last night because it felt so good, and she’d always had a hard time asking to be touched. It didn’t feel natural.
Reia just wanted it to happen, which is why she’d told him he could touch her whenever he wanted.
Orpheus chuckled while licking her cheek.
“Well, if you want to, know that I very much want to hear you speak ‘naughty’ to me.”
It almost felt like he was mocking her!
“Okay, I got it!” she squealed as she pushed his head away. “Food. Your human would like food now!”
He leaned back and gave her a huff, like he was enjoying this. “You stay and rest, then. What would you like to eat?”
