He beamed when she squirmed. The tentacles finally released their tug on her and started wrapping around his cock when it began slipping inside. They twirled around until

it was covered and helped to drag it in, shielding it before the seam of his slit closed.

He continued to bump his snout against her as he thought.

I did not eat her. Even though she still smelt of blood and it still made him hunger, he didn’t feel a single urge to feast upon her. Actually, she mainly smelt of his seed, and that was a satisfying thing to know. He was filled with overwhelming calm after his orgasm, the hunger of his desire satisfied and taking control of his mind.

He closed his vision, wanting to stay with her if she would allow him to keep holding her.

She wiggled in his embrace.

“I need a bath. The front of me is completely covered.”

“Bath later,” he puffed with annoyance. “Rest now.”

“Huh?!” He could feel by her chin moving over his chest as she’d looked up to him, but he didn’t move to greet her.

“I never thought I’d hear you say that.”

“Unless you want a bath to make me reciprocate, which I would gladly do, then I do not wish to leave unless you tell me to.”

“I’m too tired for that, and I don’t want you to leave.

You’re helping my pain.”

“Then don’t mind the mess. We will clean later.”

“What about the Demons?”

I don’t give a fuck about the Demons right now. He was too overjoyed and sated. He’d hear them if they tried to get into the house, but he’d carved a second salt circle because of the smell of her blood. It should be enough for now.

He’d scare them all off later, when she was no longer willingly in his embrace, deliciously covered in his seed, and marked with his scent by it.

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Reia nearly squealed as she was attempting to climb onto the dining chair she’d pushed towards the tall kitchen cabinets she couldn’t reach when Orpheus picked her up and made her sit on the crook of his elbow.

“I told you not to do that, Reia,” he scorned as he lifted her so she could reach, wrapping his forearm and hand around her torso to keep her steady. “If you want something, I would like to help. What is it you need?”

A warm fuzzy feeling fluttered in her belly as her legs dangled in the air beneath his arm, trusting him completely that he wouldn’t let her fall.

“I saw when I was grabbing the salt last time that you kept the bells and some beads here. I wanted to take a few.

Is that alright?”

She opened the cabinet doors and reached inside when he brought her closer to it.

“You may have whatever you like inside our home.” He nuzzled the side of her jaw in a show of affection, something he was beginning to do more frequently.

Our home. He always called it that, and she wondered when she’d started to see it that way.

Something had changed since a few days ago. After she’d touched him, Reia was growing more comfortable here with

him. She still didn’t feel free, but she didn’t feel so caged against her will.

Perhaps it was because he was more affectionate. The physical distance between them was no longer because he forced it due to his worry about her apprehension of him.

Now it was because it just was. Whether that was because she was eating her dinner while he was seated on the other side of the table fiddling with something, or he sat near her in garden. She noticed he was slowly getting closer and closer every day until she feared he’d sit right on top of her.

Since her monthly cycle had ended, she was permitted to be outside again. He was always close by, but he no longer felt the need to hover. Whether that was because he truly thought she was safe or because she carried her sword with her, Reia didn’t know.

It gave him the freedom to start carving a proper chair for her, and she’d watched him the day he’d cut down a tree so he could start building her things. He also did it to make sure they had enough firewood for the colder nights.

He trained with her every day with a sword, and his suggestion the previous day that he drag a Demon inside the circle to get her to kill it had been shocking to say the least! It had been a little one, and it had been more afraid of Orpheus than her, but she’d been able to kill it without incident.

It was only once. He’d said it was because he wanted to see if she could do it. He wanted to see how she faired and reacted to an actual Demon running for her. He’d been standing just off to the side within distance to save her from any harm had something gone astray.

He hadn’t needed to, and their faith in her capabilities grew.

“Why is it you wanted these items?” he asked as he placed her on her feet carefully and moved the chair back to its rightful place.

Heat rose in her cheeks, but she stemmed her embarrassment quickly.

“You’re making me a chair for outside, I thought I’d make you something.”

His body tensed, midway pushing the chair, before his head shot to the side to look at her so quickly it made that strange rattling sound.

“You wanted to make me a gift?”

“Sure, like a bracelet or something you could wear on your person.” When he just continued to stare at her frozen, she quickly added, “Or-or hang around the house. It’s up to you what you want to do with it.”

“A... gift. For me.” One of his hands rose to touch a claw to his chest. “Something for me to keep.”

Bright flamingo pink took over his floating orbs, reflecting off the white of his face to wash the colour in it. Reia stepped back with a gasp.

“What-what does that colour mean?”

She couldn’t even begin to guess, but it was definitely new!

Orpheus brought his other hand up to cover an eye.

“I don’t know. I have never seen it before.” He turned his head down like he was thinking, before his gaze fell back to her. “But I feel warm, and I have an overwhelming desire to hold you.”

Damn this strange creature and his sweet words. Reia giggled and rose her arms in the air.

“You can if you like.”