(Saiph)

(NSFW Content Ahead)

I drag Amaia’s feet and take her into the water with me. She lets out a startled whimper when our bodies hit the water with a loud splash.

Amaia clings to me, her legs coil around my waist while her arms go around my neck.

A spark of surprise ignites her eyes and ripples through her face. We ease our bodies, familiarising ourselves with water.

Our gazes meet, and a connection forms.

My throbbing hardness jerks forward and into her softness. My precious bunny throws her head back and lets out a small moan.

That chrysanthemum scent of her heightens and swirls all around me, making me intoxicated.

Velvety softness welcomes my aching organ and I forget to breathe for a second. Her inner muscles clench against me, making me strain and push. I have to be careful or I will come right then and there.

Her mouth opens in ecstasy while her warmth welcomes me in. Accepting me as her mate. An unimaginable amount of love deepens in my heart for this woman, like a new portal has been opened sucking me in.

October is a month of new beginnings, the month of transition, the month of crisp air and warm afternoons and that’s how becoming one with Amaia felt.

The warmth of her inside with the whispers of cold on the outside.

The vibrance, heat and flare of her body mingled with the chill of the night.

"So full...I feel so full," she whimpers as I pump myself in and out.

Greedily, I watch how the muscles in her neck move. The edges of her long strands touch the surface of the water with her head tilted backwards.

Her breasts bounce, what cotton-like softness they possess. I love them, I want to chew them and peck them with my beak when I am in my bird form.

"And you are a sight I want to witness for an eternity. Making you fuller until you feel nothing but..." I push harder inside her, extracting a hefty moan from her puckered lips. "... Me."

My words have an effect, and her body trembles and shakes, like a boat on a rocky sea.

The coldness of the water and the warmth of her insides are such a contrast, making me plunge deeper.

So, that’s how one feels while mating with one’s soul mate.

The GlimmerSticks gather around us, illuminating the water with their violet and pink hues. Some of them climb on our bodies and Amaia’s hair, decorating them like glowing, flickering lights.

They seem to sense our mating, perhaps it’s the pheromones we produce or the act itself that has them gathering.

I grab the back of Amaia’s head, fisting the hair at the base and tilting her head even further. My lips claim the front of her neck in a possessive, ravishing kiss and I want to leave my marks on her.

"Saiphhhh!" She lets out a slow, needy whimper, which makes my cock throb, and I almost come.

My name sounds so enchanting from her mouth and I want to hear it again and again.

"Repeat my name," I demand, my hold tightening on her, my tongue swiping against the skin of her neck, licking, exploring.

Her hungry gaze finds me and she offers a cunning smile. Slowly she whispers, prolonging every letter.

"Y.E.T.I!" Amaia is smart and she likes to tease.

My own smile slips out.

"So you want to play it this way? Let’s see you speak now." Pulling her closer I bring my lips to press against hers. She wriggles in my hold at this action.

I swim away from the lake’s bank while giving her my oxygen. My feet leave the lake bed as I pull her down into the water and we begin to float.

Letting her lips go, I hold onto her waist balancing her in the water.

Her necklace, which has been dangling between her breasts, is pulled out of her neck because of the force and begins to sink.

Panicked, I reach out and grab the chain. Meanwhile, Amaia’s appearance starts to change. Her beautiful hair is a goldenish-silver hue, and those dark irises turn this breathtaking turquoise.

Her real eyes have this magnetic pull, like it makes you halt, forget the world and steal your breath.

But...what makes my eyes widen is something flimsy behind her. Flashing, glowing, like the gossamer wings of a dragonfly.

WINGS!!! She has wings now?

Did they just emerge? She didn’t have wings when she fought the Chitterings and Dread Army.

The GlimmerSticks are gathering on her wings. Their jelly-like bodies stick to them like decorations as if attracted by her power.

Before I can take her above the water and ask her about them, she leans and fuses her lips with mine.

Our shared euphoria suffuses them, and her wings illuminate with a rosy, pink hue. Like a constant flow of waves, they waver behind her along with her hair.

Our bodies, our souls and our breaths have become one, and I almost explode inside her from the overwhelming feelings that the mating with her has invoked in me.

Catching myself in time, I pull out of her and release myself in the water. My feet rapidly move backwards as I take her upwards.

We break the water’s surface together and take in deep gulps of fresh air, filling our lungs.

Never before have I navigated such heightened emotions with a woman. It had always been fuck and leave, never look back. I have never fucked a woman more than once, except one.

But this is a new territory for me, this involve my feelings and I don’t do feelings.

"That was incredible," Amaia exclaims, clinging her wet body to mine.

My hands reach out to touch her wings, rapidly fluttering behind her like a baby bird trying to fly for the first time.

They have a smooth papery touch to them, and the colours shift under my fingers. They appear excited, too delighted to meet me.

"When did you get wings?"

Her head tilts back and she watches her wings. Some of the GlimmerSticks are still sticking to her like sea urchins.

"The day you guys took Blood Oath but they were smaller, today they appear larger than before."

It clicks for me. She mated with the twins that day, which must have brought out her wings, and now mating with me must have led to their growth.

"You are indeed full of surprises." Her wings wrap around my fingers as if sensing me as her mate. "They are as beautiful as you are."

Amaia embraces me, wet and shivering. Her lips come to rest on my chest and I can feel them quiver. She is cold. As much as I love to watch her like this, we are still in an open area, no matter how remote it is, I have to hide and cover her.

Giving one last pat to her wings, I placed her necklace around her neck, shielding her and them from this world.

We are not ready for the Fae folks, maybe we will never be but that’s a debate for another day. Right now all I want to do is enjoy these blissful moments I have with my mate.