“Raspberries and strawberries? Can I have some water too?”
“Yes. I’ll make sure you get everything you need.” Then his eyes started to turn into a reddish-pink. “You aren’t sore or hurt, are you? I didn’t mean to be so rough.”
“No, Orpheus. I’m fine, I promise.”
She was a little tender, but nothing she could truly complain about. More than anything, it was her legs that ached from being stretched around his wide waist. He was bigger than her in every way, and their bodies didn’t quite mesh perfectly, as evidenced by the fact he needed to fucking change her body to fit inside!
He backed off the bed, allowing her to stay kneeling on it, and walked around to the foot of it to grab his pants.
Oh my gosh! Reia started to crawl forward while reaching out to him. He has a tail! It was about a foot in length and curled up like that of a deer.
He turned his head back and tapped her hand away!
“Don’t touch,” he warned.
“But you have a tail!”
And it looked so soft and fluffy.
“You can touch anywhere you like, but my tail.” He reached back to fist it and hide it from her.
Reia pouted while looking up at him.
“Does it move?”
Picturing Orpheus wagging his tail when excited was freaking adorable.
“Only when irritated or my body is disturbed,” he answered darkly. “And it is very sensitive. I feel it all the way up my spine.”
She wondered if he meant disturbed like when he was shuddering. Did it wiggle when he came? She thought she might have felt something fluttering against her foot.
“So, it bothers you? Like when you tickle my feet in the bath, and I ask you to stop, and you don’t?”
“That makes you laugh though,” he answered plainly, stabbing his leg into his pants before the other. “And I like it when you laugh.”
“But it’s a laugh of torture!”
He gave a warm chuckle. “I know.”
Bastard. She pouted further and folded her arms across her chest. That’s when she remembered she was naked as her breasts slipped awkwardly between them. She shrugged, unabashed in front of him.
“Rest, Reia. I will be back.”
He left, leaving her by herself to mull everything over.
She got up to go to the chamber pot so she could empty her uncomfortable bladder. She placed the lid back on top of it, washed her hands, and thought as she returned to his sleeping room and sat on the edge of the bed.
I have a big, scary Duskwalker that’s willing to get revenge for me, a naughty man happy to ruin my insides, and a strange creature who is actually a sweetheart. She let out a content sigh. I have a home that’s warm, cosy, and has everything I could possibly need or want, with a pretty garden with food just for me.
What more could she possibly want? Freedom? Aren’t I technically free here, though? Reia could do whatever she wanted, go wherever she wanted as long as it was within the safety borders of this place.
He took me to the Demon village. I wonder if Orpheus would one day feel comfortable taking me above the surface so I can travel. It was possible.
If she got good with her sword, like really good, she thought she might be able to convince him. If I can prove I can stand against a strong Demon, I bet he would feel confident.
She wasn’t afraid of them, and with Orpheus by her side protecting her, she doubted she’d be in any real danger.
Maybe that’s why the Witch Owl gave me those books.
Perhaps she could use one of the heroic children’s tales to prove to him she could be just as brave and strong as the heroes inside them. The information book on creatures would allow him to know she understood the dangers.
And that sword training book... That must be why she gave them to me. Reia would stay with Orpheus if he would allow her to travel.
Perhaps not far, but enough so she saw a little of the world. But I’ve already seen more than any human ever will.
She’d want to come back here. She liked their home. But being able to leave it with him sounded like a wonderful future.
He... He said he might if I gave him my soul. Could she do it? I don’t know if I want to live forever. It sounded too long, and she’d barely liked her life up until now.
Yet, within her mind, she knew she could live with Orpheus for eternity. If this was the way he was, caring, thoughtful, naughty, then she didn’t think she could ever possibly tire of him.
I don’t want to leave anymore. Not after last night, not after how special and well-pleasured she could feel.
So where did that leave her? What would happen if Reia began to turn old and grey? Would he no longer want me?
Her stomach twisted. Perhaps he may only want a young and youthful looking human.
Would he eat me then? Abandon me? Her stomach twisted further with the idea that he would allow her to die peacefully here but obtain a new human. Shit... Why does the idea of Orpheus being with another hurt?
