(Amaia)

(NSFW Content Ahead)

A flush of heat rises to my cheeks and settles at his request. I denied him last time because I was in shock learning his truth and didn’t want to dive right into intimacy.

Now that he has shared this place with me, brought me here so I could find some peace, I want to give myself to him.

Slowly I turn in his hold, my eyes finding his desire-filled peepers. His hand holds my wrist, bringing it closer he places his lips on my rapid pulse. The action is so evocative that my heart turns into a sprinter.

Clasping his face, I whisper, "Yes!"

My consent makes his face blossom like the very flowers alongside the bank of this lake. All those hard ridges soften to give him a boyish, warm and unguarded look.

His shoulders slowly ease down, as if the burdens he carries have suddenly disappeared.

A rare sight when it comes to Saiph who remains rigid and alert because of who he is. Dragging my hands down on his shoulders, I caress them, feeling the hardness that softens under my touch.

Moving to his zipper, I slowly slide it down, opening his jacket.

Saiph leans back with ease, watching me with an unhurried gaze. Relaxed and composed, he lets me take my time to remove his jacket. Moving onto his shirt I pull it up. He raises his arms up, letting me remove them too.

My fingertips slide against his warm torso. His body is nothing but a work of art. There is a tattoo of a scythe held by a leather-gloved hand on the left side of his chest.

"When did you get this tattoo?" My fingertips brush over his inked skin.

"Years ago when I got my weapon." His voice is husky, caressing my skin. "Now I am thinking of getting another one. Of a bunny with silverish-gold hair."

There is a tease in his voice. His hands are holding me with a tenderness one won’t expect from a rugged man like him.

A small pout covers my lips. "I am not a bunny."

Saiph pinches my nose. "For me you are."

A bunny? Seriously, that’s the worst name and I know he is going to tease me with it.

"And what are you? A Yeti?" I roll my eyes at him, making him smile.

"If you wish to call me that, I have no objections." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

His hands then slide to my jacket and with care, he removes it, followed by my shirt.

The cold in his eyes thaws, replaced by wonderment and awe.

Reaching behind he unclips my bra and lets it drop, letting my breasts spill out free.

He stares, eyes wide seeing my breasts again. He adores them, as Zille he always slept between them. Lifting his hand he clasps my right one and gives it a squeeze.

The leather of his gloves feels rough against my skin.

"Uh!

"Your breasts are like cream. I love them."

My back arches at his words, letting my body thrust forward. The puckered tip is engulfed by his open mouth and his coarse tongue lavishes it like cream on the top of a cake.

"Mmm!" A breathless moan leaves my mouth when he grazes it with his teeth, biting it slowly, edging me towards pain and pleasure.

Our eyes meet, passionate blue into hooded black. He chews my right breast while kneading my left one. Desires gather between my legs, making me wet, frustrated and needy.

The chilled wind brushes against my exposed skin while his large hands rub against it, keeping me warm. With an effortless twist, he pushes me down on the iris bulbs.

The soft petals and tender stems become a bed for me. Saiph hovers over me, like a feral beast, lust has clouded his gaze.

"You have no idea how much I desire you right now."

Lifting my hands I palm his shapely face.

"Why don’t you show me?"

Saiph doesn’t need more permission. Removing the rest of our clothes he discards them to the side. My hand covers the cursed mark before Saiph can see it. Tipping my head downwards, I find his monster organ. Saiph has been endowed abundantly in that department. My throat goes slightly dry while he follows my gaze.

"Second thoughts, Bunny?" He teases, voice heavy with humour.

"No." Quickly, I shake my head. I am no bunny and I will show this beast that he is calling that name to the wrong girl.

A chuckle leaves him while his gaze travels between my legs. The laughter changes as he draws in a breath and the wafting scent from my intimacy hits him.

A guttural sound I hear rumbling in his chest. It seems to have hit him hard.

This time I chuckle seeing the change in his reaction.

"Let’s have a taste first." His hands land on the inside of my thighs and he pushes them open, staring so intimately that my cheeks burn from shame.

Saiph lowers himself, like bowing to me. His back muscles ripple like a giant butterfly. Having such a powerful, rugged man kneel and bow between my legs brings out the emotions I didn’t know I carried.

His mouth finds my intimacy and my body jerks as his lips slowly and sweetly merge with my lower folds. Saiph’s mouth moves at an unhurried pace, devouring, tasting and providing equal pleasure to me.

My gaze finds the constellation of Orion in the sky and my gaze fixes on the star Saiph, twinkling away.

And in that moment I wish I could fully sense the bond between us. His heightened feelings and emotions.

What he must be thinking while my fluids flow into his mouth as he milks me.

Saiph raises his head and I almost scream from the loss of his touch. His passionate eyes find me.

"I am going to do something, so don’t panic. Just trust me."

"I trust you..." The rest of my words are buried in my throat when Saiph drags me into the cold lake, and both of us splash into it, spilling out water and disrupting its smooth surface.

"Uhh!" Saiph’s gigantic arms cover me, tethering me to him while his lips come crashing down on mine, swallowing my moans.

My legs wrap around his waist. His hips thrust forward making his hardness ram inside me. Full, so very full I feel.

We become one...

It’s not only his girth that leaves me baffled, glancing down I witness that the glowing creatures have gathered all around us, illuminating us and rubbing against our skins.

The effect is magical, nothing I have ever seen before.