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She laughs as she runs her fingers tantalizingly up my body. But I hear a sharp intake of breath as she reaches my shoulder. “Oh, Zephiro. This wound is bad. You have to let me clean it again.”
“Be swift then,” I reply. “I can only wait so long.”
Her fingers are swift and nimble, and the water is icy cold. It takes all I have not to cry out as she works on the wound. The pain is worse than anything I have ever experienced.
“Stay still,” she says. “There is something in there still.”
I focus on the concentration on her face as she pries the wound apart. Even with a crease marring her brow, she is still perfectly formed.
“Ah!” I bellow as she prods deeper.
“I’ve almost got it. Hold still.”
The knuckles on my hand are white as I dig my fingers into the dirt floor. If it was anyone other than Sierra administering to me, they would be dead.
“There,” she says triumphantly. In her palm is the blackened tip of an elven sword. “No wonder you were in so much pain. It would never have healed with that in there.”
As gently as she can, she washes my wound clean. The smell of corruption coming from it makes me feel nauseous. But she is right, I will heal much faster with that out.
“You need to rest,” she says, gently pushing me back down to the ground.
Again she is right, but my need for her is strong. I can feel it pulsing through my blood. She drives me wild with excitement. I can smell that she is ripe and ready. She needs me as badly as I need her.
“I should check the other wounds,” she says shyly, clearly reading my intention.
As she reaches to check, I grab her hand. “No,” I tell her, my breath coming fast. “I need you, Sierra.”
She gasps as my other hand caresses her breast.
“But your wounds,” she protests.
“My wounds will heal on their own,” I growl.
Her breath is coming out shallow and fast now as she leans into my touch.
“That one wouldn’t have –” The sentence ends with a gasp as I squeeze her nipple.
“Sierra, you mean so much to me,” I tell her sincerely.
I want to tell her that I love her, but fear stops my words. I am still unsure if these intense feelings I have for her are what people call love.
“And you to me,” she says, although I get the sense that she also wants to say more.
I feel giddy with excitement and longing. My hand runs down her body to her soft, round ass. I grab both cheeks in my hands and pull her onto my lap, satisfied to see her throw her head back and moan.
My teeth find her exposed neck, nibbling at the tender white skin. I take a moment to relish in the pulse beating faster and faster beneath my tongue.
Our mouths meet and our tongues tie together. She is my world, my everything. I need her so badly. My wounds are forgotten in my all-consuming lust.
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SIERRA
Ikiss Zephiro deeply. I couldn't imagine if he got killed because of me. Those elves deserved everything they got, and I'm glad he finished them. I just wish he wasn't hurt because of them.
Despite his wounds, he picks me up and settles me on top of his lap. I moan, eager to feel him again. That massive cock does things to me that I can't even begin to describe.
It’s like my body and my mind disengage, and I just let loose. I don’t think of the consequences or the pain… All that matters is the tremendous and momentary pleasure that consumes me.
