The night feast of pleasure had ended, and soon the morning sunlight peeked through the curtains as the tall male with almond skin and firm muscles held a small woman with dark red skin on his chest, her plump ass and long tail dancing slowly as they slept deeply.
One could say it was like the coming and going of the sea tide as they shifted, causing the comforter wrapped around the girl's legs and his stomach, unable to cover their private zones, to be yanked out entirely...
His hands were positioned around her hips, holding her down so she could freely grind up and down without falling off.
"Mhm"
His eyes flashed with a magical glow as he began to stir, feeling a connection beyond anything to the girl in his arms, her breathing, heartbeat and slight movements all clear to him as she began to stir, golden eyes more clear than a summer sky, as she crawled up to his chest, her face over his as she stared into his neon blue eyes...
The mana connecting them to her subconscious began to grow active, forcing him to fight back as it made him feel a pleasant sense of utter dependency and care towards her as if he were being swept away by a massive river of love and desire, both forces wishing nothing but the pure and sinful pleasures they could give one another...
"You..." Eva mumbled, her heart racing at the sight of his smile, the cheeky but charming look on his face while his hands seemed to know the exact places that made her feel the most pleasure and secure at the same time.
While her soft mounds of squishy flesh pressed against his chest, brushing along him in the most pleasant and comforting sensation.
"Eva..."
"Raven is your name, the one you use, right?"
The two felt a connection beyond a one-night stand; she could feel parts of him inside her, while Raven felt his own Manticore and Chimera form had changed; there was something...
He was sure to be part devil along with the dragon bloodline he took from Zeon.
Their strange bodies with sharp yet gentle fangs, crimson marks stretched across her soft body, and markings across his horns that ran like water in the opposite colour, white marks on hers.
But most important was the feelings inside him, a familiar warmth and instinctual trust... something beyond the love and passion one could share after a drunken night of sex...
He realised why Evone said her daughter was special and needed to lose her virginity, but this was too special. In his heart, she was already as important as Philis...
Eva was no different, swearing never to marry or love a man, yet her lips kissed his cheek gently, with a quiet smack, tracing her fingertips along his rugged jaw in awe of him.
The overwhelming yet addictive pressure of those eyes, his charm was unparalleled, especially after the intense bond formed between them.
She wanted to see more, no matter what... the moment their bodies were joined as one, and her mind melted into a sweet liquid with a metallic smell, the primal nature of the Devil girl was satisfied, and her slutty act was gone... Instead, she seemed prim and proper, like a fairytale princess curled in her prince's chest.
It was amusing that the one who fell hardest was Raven, normally used to having women fall for him... This time, he was the one who planned for it to be a one-night thing—now, as his hands stroked through her silky hair, he could not pull himself away.
The power in him was his strength. It was the source of the changes... it was hers. He knew that as her lips touched his neck.
It was impossible
That they met like this, just his luck or destiny that would bring him together... it would be foolish not to hold onto it and enjoy everything he had.
He turned his head and gave her a peck on the nose, his masculine fingers softly stroking her soft ears, cupping them to brush his thumb around their sensitive base, rubbing gently as she meowed in his grip.
Her tail danced and whipped against him in her growing excitement before it softly snaked up the side of his chest, snugly wrapping around his arm.
They didn't talk; words wouldn't change anything...
The devil girl only purred gently like a little beast, allowing his hand to run against her sensitive rear end.
As they held each other, enjoying their warmth in silence... Eva watched and enjoyed everything until she opened her eyes fully when his hand, running along her butt, gently spread her thighs apart and ran through the delicate juices coating her lips.
The slow stroke was almost teasing, like a faint whisper, barely enough to reach her entrance, yet every moment he lingered there, a hot jolt of lust rushed into her belly.
Her hands clasped gently onto his shoulder and brushed their way through his soft, dark hair before pulling herself up and resting her chin against the back of his hand while her legs started to stretch across his waist, the tip of her toes curling as they poked his thighs.
Like a spider, she would go wherever Raven would, as if a single move and he would pull her in... She only trembled at the thought as his fingers tapped along the very source of her heat.
She looked down, her gaze fixated as his warm fingers dipped between the wet entrance, gathering more moisture every second before it emerged, clinging and stretching, leaving a tingling string that hung for a second...
When he dipped back in, those strings came in and broke against the smoothness of her skin, but before their juices could dry on his hands, the fingers moved.
They prodded and stimulated her core, playing with her growing lust as she groaned, squinting with the raw desire burning within her. It was starting to bubble over... the excitement filling her... She wanted him.
Just as her burning thighs clenched against the side of his forearm, desperate to pull his hand in further, a knock sounded at the door.
The moment faded, cracking like a broken window... their feeling of connection cut for a short moment until...
"Master Eva, are you there?" An alluring and slightly haunting voice came.
"What is it?!" Eva yelled, almost hissing at the annoyance in her state of pure sexual tension... She wasn't focused, as usual, and it only got worse.
"There's a message from your Mother," said the maid... "She says for you to come home once possible as you need to prepare to meet the Ardent Orc..."
This maid was a private maid of Eva, and she didn't think that her lady would truly have slept with a man, knowing her for many years; it was probably just an act.
Hearing these words, Raven's heart ached while Eve's eyes became watery; she couldn't read his mind but only felt his sensations, causing her guilt and frustration to grow.
"I'm sorry... I won't sleep with anyone else, believe my promise, my oath... Mmmph~ you are my only man, Raven." Eva whispered, kissing his lips with a fleeting touch.
A strange marking appeared on her chest after she said those words and her body began to turn translucent,
"I'm heading back, Hilda; hurry and follow me."
Raven felt the dreamlike state slowly fading, although no matter if she returned to hell, the feeling connecting him to her was still there.
He could feel her warmth, affection and passionate desire to uphold her oath coming from her heart.
'It's like I'm experiencing my first love again, so itchy..' Before climbing off the bed, he mocked himself, feeling his body was more light and flexible.
***
[Back in Hell - Hilda POV]
That night, their meeting might have been a mistake or chance, but it caused everything to change... Hilda noticed her lady's scent and an unfamiliar male aura that coated her inside out.
Yet she said nothing as the humming of Eva continued, something Hilda had never seen before; her little mistress was always angry, yet she seemed like a butterfly dancing around a flower as she hopped into the shower.
"Did the young lady fall in love...? What should I do? If she's forced to give her first time to another man, could her lover take it?"
"I don't want the lady to cry..."
However, she couldn't tell from whom because her lady hid something about their encounter, the only thing that Eva brought back was a shirt, not a woman but a man... for some reason, Hilda was both pleased and worried for her mistress who was singing in the shower and washing away the remnants of the night.
"The lady hasn't transformed yet, so it's good; the mistress won't notice her heart."
After taking a few sniffs in and seeing that the mark on the lady's chest had also been concealed, she nodded, happy to discover that the mark wouldn't be an issue and instead hurried to draw her a nice warm bath with fragrant oil to enhance the mood, the waters glowed a faint red.
At the same time, the flowery smell filled the entire bathroom, "Young Mistress, the shower won't remove the scent well enough to trick your mother... please take a bath afterwards; I have left his "special" item under your pillow.
"!!!" Eva's head popped out of the shower with a blushing face before she nodded.
"T-thank you, Hilda.... don't tell mom..."
"Alright, my lady."
Hilda chuckled, not expecting the lady to blush when talking to her.
It was adorable to see her flustered... She wasn't like her mother. However, before turning and preparing breakfast, she called out.
"Please give your lover a flower from the garden in hell—it will keep him company when you're not here, just an option since that place has more mana and stronger auras.
Even a mere flower can last a decade when plucked...
"Mhm. "Eva blushed a deeper shade as she nodded. 'Only a few hours had passed, but I'm still missing his warmth...' Eva thought.
Her fingers trailed down her abdomen, tracing the marking he left on her body, feeling warmth and cringing with a shiver. She blushed again and stuck her head back in the shower, immersing herself under a cold stream as if to forget...
It didn't work, however....
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