ARC 1-The Enchanted Forest-Part 19
The next morning finds us in the sa place. Our exertions led us to wake later in the day than usual but despite the late hour, we lounge atop the furs on the first floor. I switched back to my elental form when we finished, since a troll couldn’t fit comfortably on one of the mats. We had been awake for a while but neither of us wants to move, still wrapped in the afterglow of our passions.
Kierra is pressed against my side, humming tunelessly while she traces patterns through the points of light glinting across my dark surface. The light touch relaxes and I let my mind drift, focusing on nothing specific.
Eventually, I have to break the silence. So pressing questions need to be answered. I switch back to human. Kierra’s fingers pause in the fraction that I shift and then she goes right back to drawing her patterns. Heh. Soone’s gotten used to . “Eh-hmm.”
“Yes, dedia?” Kierra whispers into my ear, her voice dripping with honey.
Hmm? I wonder what that ans. It sounds intimate, a suggestion further supported by the loving gaze tinged with just the slightest amount of heat. Her fingers drift lower, tracing the area just beneath my navel.
Hey, now. You can’t be serious. You want more? Didn’t you say that you get too sore? Then again, she becos irrational when it cos to her troll fixation.
I grab her wrist and guide her hand upward to a safer area. I may know that we need a break but that is still really distracting. “We need to talk about what we’re going to do about the heads on the floor.”
I look over to them, tucked into the corner of the room. Thankfully, the eyes are turned away. I don’t think I could lay here comfortably with them staring at . I wonder if I can keep the red troll’s skull? It would look good on my wall. Maybe I can even get sothing to polish the tusks so I can get it back to gleaming white.
“We don’t have to do anything.”
“Hmm? What do you an?”
“I imagine that mother has a tracker scanning my cage every other day or so. Eventually, soone will show up outside the tree to collect . Until then, there is no need to do anything. We can stay right here.”
“I don’t think so. Don’t you have to hunt?”
“I have so supplies on the third floor. They will last.”
“The heads will start to sll if we just leave them there.”
“I will wrap them in sothing later.”
“…you seriously want to lie in bed and do nothing all day?”
She rises up over , face flushed green. “Not nothing, dedia.”
This ti when her hand moves lower, I don’t stop her, biting my bottom lip as I consider. As soon as I realize I’m doing it, I stop though. Am I this easily influenced? I must be. Even though I’m worried about her, I’m already becoming more enraptured by the thought of repeating last night. “You told the shortest ti you’ve gone without was two days because you were too sore after being with one of them.”
“Hmm. I might have allowed you to misunderstand there.” She throws her leg over , straddling my waist. “The longest I had abstained was two days but it was not after being with one of them. My judgnt severely compromised by my new freedoms, I boldly walked before their den.”
Oh, saints above. If she walked before all five of them slling the way she does…
Kierra chuckles. “Your expression says you understand. Yes, they competed over and their aggression whipped up their passions. When all five had had their turn with , it was all I could do to limp back ho. I believe the only reason I made it back without being preyed on by sothing is that I reeked of trolls.”
Five trolls. She slept with five of them at the sa ti while they were in the midst of the battle frenzy. And then she went back for more two days later. “You are a deviant.”
My elf laughs heartily, the sound like tinkling bells. “I believe so. But you are not much better, dedia.” She leans down, close enough that our noses are almost touching. “The way you went at . rcilessly driving yourself forward, snarling and snapping at whenever I dared to try to pull away. I had no idea there was such an animal in you.”
I try to squirm away as she licks my cheek. What the frick? This elf. Just when I think I’ve seen everything, she goes and does sothing like this. An animal in ? You’re looking at like you want to eat alive while grinding yourself against . I can feel how excited you are as you nip at , you frickin' savage. Gah! I thought we were through with the biting!? “Watch it! You don’t want biting back with my new teeth.”
She moans at the suggestion. “Yes! I want it.”
Seriously? Troll teeth are sharp. If I tried doing what you’re doing, I’d rip your throat out. But knowing you, you’d probably bleed out with a smile, still moaning to be fucked.
…that’s kind of hot.
I am a little afraid of what I’ll turn into hanging around this elf.
“Co on.” She brings herself up to whisper against my lips. “You said it. That you’d keep chained to you with this. Do it, dedia. Fuck until I can’t think about another lover ever again. I want it, Lou. Give it to . Give more.”
I can’t imagine anyone with the willpower to ignore such a plea. I certainly can’t. With a thought, I change into a troll, snarling as my cock imdiately rushes toward erectness.
Kierra coos over , running her hands over the wine-red skin of my chest before sliding them up my neck to grasp ahold of my tusks. “That’s a good girl.”
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