The Great Forest: Laya: Dark Sculptor Novel 04

by D. R. Rosier

  “You have a beautiful smile,” I said softly, as I stroked her body softly with my fingertips.

  She sighed in pleasure, and then stretched like a cat under my touch, invitingly.

  “James,” she said softly.

  “Not yet Oceana, lie back, enjoy. I want you to feel what everything is like, with emotions. Not just the main event.”

  Her eyes widened as I claimed a lingering soft kiss, and gently stroked the bottom of her breasts with my hand, as I barely touched her nipples with my passing thumb. Her whole body arched as she gasped into my mouth.

  “So beautiful,” I said softly in awe, totally mesmerized by this new Oceana, and her every sensuous reaction to my lightest touch.

  She seemed frozen and overwhelmed by the awe and affection in that one word, and my soft touch, as she stared into my eyes with deep longing, and yearning emotions. Desire that was echoed in my own heart, my cock was so damned hard, but for this first time, she would come first. I always put my women first, I just meant that I planned to go the extra mile, and that I’d teach her the varied delights of her new reality.

  I started to kiss my way down her neck, and onto her body. I spent a long time at her breasts, they were mostly rounded but slightly cone shaped, warm, firm, and supple. They were also delicious on my tongue, all of her skin was. She was extremely sensitive to everything I did as I lavished her breasts with my attentions, and she was breathing hard, wriggling in desire and need, and moaning freely before I moved on.

  Her body was magic, and as I expected she was more than ready for my cock, she always had been. She was still a fae, still a water nymph addicted to sex and pleasure, but just fucking her would be wrong. Now that we had the emphatic connection, we could also have intimacy, and that meant spoiling her a bit before I took her. Foreplay wasn’t just to get a woman ready, it was what built true physical intimacy before the act. Sometimes it could be skipped, but not this time.

  My mouth watered in anticipation of her taste, and at the thought of her throes of passion on the tip of my tongue.

  Her scent made me moan, and my cock twitched and throbbed painfully. She ran her fingers through my hair with a whimper of desire, and opened her legs wider, as I teasingly licked up her slit.

  “James,” she gasped, and her back arched, as I dug my tongue deeply inside her sex. I licked up slowly, and teasingly slid my tongue over her clitoral hood.

  I moaned in approval at her incredible taste, and then got to work. I’d eaten her out before, but she was a whole new woman now, filled with emotional and physical longings, instead of a willing emotionless automaton addicted to pleasure. The woman squirming and gasping my name breathily was no mere sex toy, not any longer. She started to buck her body as she got close, so I reached around her and grabbed her ass tightly, to hold her still and pull her against my face firmly, as I feasted in increasingly firmer and deeper long licks through her silken folds. Only occasionally, would I flick my tongue over her clit, which made her buck and tremble.

  She came apart with a scream of my name, as she gripped my hair tightly and squeezed her thighs around my head, and her body trembled as her pussy convulsed around the tip of my tongue. Fuck, her liquid bliss flooded my mouth, and soaked my chin and neck, as I eagerly accepted and swallowed my reward.

  I’d made my sexy little nymph squirt.

  She pulled my hair insistently, “Fuck me now, please James.”

  “Not master?” I asked teasingly, as I kissed my way up her body.

  She moaned softly as her hands caressed my head, shoulders, and neck, until we once again locked eyes. Hers were wide, vulnerable, moist from the intense pleasure, and awed in a way that both made my cock twitch and pleased my ego.

  “Maybe sometimes, but not today. I know you got a thrill from it, even if you wouldn’t even admit it to yourself, but it doesn’t feel right for this moment.”

  I smiled, and then kissed her softly. I’d hoped for that answer, it wouldn’t have felt right to me either, this was our first time in a lot of ways, and I wanted intimacy, not sexy or fun games.

  My kiss was as gentle as I was firm, as I slid my cock into her whirlpool of pleasure. The euphoric sparks of bliss were insane, she was tight, moist, and slick, the feeling of a whirlpool around my cock was incredible as I sunk fully into that welcoming and sensual paradise. It had lost its unique and alien appeal from before, not that it didn’t feel intensely pleasurable the last time I’d fucked her, but the lust had been burning out as she’d said. But now, with her eyes wide in pleasure, the look of awe and caring on her face, and the look of vulnerability as she surrendered her body to me, it made it feel better than it ever had before, even the first time.

  She mewled my name, “James.”

  “Oceana,” I whispered, and kissed her gently as I started to rock my body firmly and quickly in and out of her body. The different conflicting emotional flavors of such a soft sweet kiss, while I ravished her hard and fast with my cock, blew my mind.

  Her body arched, melted against me, and her legs locked firmly around me tightly, giving her the leverage she needed to fuck herself up into me just as hard as I was taking her, while her mouth teasingly sucked my lip, and nibbled my tongue. We were gasping, moaning, and sighing in pleasure into one another’s mouths. Our rhythm was quickly bringing us both to completion. I’d been on the edge and had only gotten closer from the pleasure of pleasing her with my tongue, and she was already near the cusp from her first orgasm.

  When her body locked up and trembled, I broke the sweet teasing kiss.

  “Look at me when you cum,” I ordered in a gentle voice.

  She looked so beautiful, the vulnerability and pleasure in her face, the openness of her eyes as if I could see her very soul, as the whirlpool of pleasure around my cock contracted sharply, grew tighter and wilder, as if it picked up speed inversely to its shrinking and hugging my pleasure.

  I groaned, “Oceana,” and then grunted as I buried myself hard, and started to pulse inside her pussy. The rapturous bliss swept me away like a tidal wave, and all that existed in that moment was ultimate pleasure, her tight sex milking my seed, and the deep vulnerable joy of pleasure and naked intimacy in her eyes.

  When we came down, there were tears in her eyes, and I rolled off and pulled her snugly against me. That was a first for me too, cuddling her like that? Truly holding her as something precious to me, a deep emotional connection formed between us that afternoon.

  I could already see the adoration in her eyes.

  Had we fallen in love? No, not so fast, but it would happen faster than normal. She knew me better than I knew myself, had lived in my mind for a long time. She knew my foibles, what I was truly like, and that meant something. Especially that she could care for me as much as she did already, it resonated within me.

  She said softly, “Thank you James. I… had no idea. I understood your thoughts about our physical relationship in stark comparison to your mates, and its why I did this, but it’s so much more than I’ve ever known or could have guessed. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to it, and I’m already terrified I’ll lose it.”

  I said, “I’m not going anywhere.”

  She snorted, “For seven paltry centuries.”

  I laughed, “Good point. One of the hardest lessons in life is not to borrow grief from the future. Who knows what will happen?”

  She flipped around to face me, and then buried her head in the crook of my neck and kissed it softly.

  I pulled her tightly against me, and she happily wiggled and snuggled against me with sweet soft contented sounds falling from her lips.

  “Can you appear human, I mean this body is magic right, and I get why it has a water aspect to it, but can you drop the light blue skin, and appear completely human? Maybe even cast an illusion, of touch, so you don’t feel like skin and water?”

  She pulled back her head, and frowned at me, “You don’t like my body?”

  I smiled, “You know that’s not true, I
love your body, but this isn’t going to work anymore.”

  She tilted her head, “What do you mean?”

  “Intimacy is about feelings during sex, yes, but it’s also so much more. You’ve been in my mind, what do you think I mean? You can be blue and watery all you want in private with me and my other mates, with our family, but I want to know about in public. Could you appear human, and be with us that way, without revealing what you are. Intimacy is about this right now, cuddling and talking, growing closer, but also about shared meals, walks, and simply being there and sharing time, outside of sex.”

  Her eyes widened in doubt, and I could tell she wanted it badly, but at the same time it scared her. She was ancient beyond reckoning, a powerful water nymph fae, but she was also in a way, a complete newborn, a young vulnerable woman who felt the true power of emotions for the first time.

  I paused, “Think about it, how will you feel when I leave this bedroom and you disappear? You’ll long for that connection, and to be with us now that you have emotions. I guess what I’m asking of you, is I want you to be truly a part of our family. It will have to wait until we go home, since we can’t explain a random human showing up in Amathyr, but once back in Eastguard and in our home I want you visible, all the time, and with us. Ask Regina what she thinks.”

  “I’d… hate it, hiding away as I used to,” she admitted softly.

  Her eyes got a faraway look, and then she nodded, “Mistress said you’re right, and that if I could I should, and be with you always in the flesh. She… left it up to me though.”

  Her skin turned a vibrant dark tan which went really well with the long dark brown hair, and she looked at me questioningly. Her light blue eyes were striking and vivid against the darker skin, but in a very good way.

  “You’re stunning, but I really like the blue, in private.”

  She smirked, but I could tell she was actually relieved by my opinion as she switched back. Her skin really was beautiful, and the blue glowed slightly, which is what gave her away. That, and the power.

  “I’ll change whenever someone else can see me, that doesn’t know the truth. I’ll also have to work with Karana, even with the skin change what I am would be obvious to a mage that can see magic. I think I can occlude it, but I’ve never tried before. We have time though, I guess I’ll be stuck waiting in the ether until we get home?”

  I shrugged, “When we leave the guest suite yes, but that doesn’t mean you only get to appear to fuck, does it? Everyone here knows about you including Claire, so why don’t you join us for dinner?”

  She smiled, “In that case, I’ll need clothes.”

  I frowned, “I don’t know, I kind of like the fog thing.”

  She smirked, “I knew that too, but I’ll need to get used to it. I always thought they looked… confining, but I guess I’ll find out.”

  I kissed her some more, and that led to other things. I wound up taking her again, or I should say she took me. Watching her truly enjoy sex with a full range of emotions was… breathtakingly sensual, as she rode me to completion twice, and then once again claimed my seed as I lost myself in her eyes.

  Then after a little more cuddling, we got dressed and joined the others. The only thing I could do for her that way was to make her a copy of elven armor, she was too petite to fit into Regina’s clothes, or even Sianna’s, and all Saria and Karana had was their armor and robes. I added shopping for clothes to the list of things when we returned home, I was sure Regina would love to help her with that.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  The next few days went by quickly. The treaty was concluded for one, and we just relaxed for a while. The lessons started back up in the mornings, and Karana spent the afternoons with her parents.

  All of my mates welcomed the new Oceana with open arms, and that first night together all five of us teamed up on her until she was a mewling ball of sated goo in the bed, which was a lot of fun. I suspected she could have overridden that overstimulation, and kept on going, but also knew she wouldn’t. Doing so would taint the human experience that she so yearned to explore, so to speak. Point was, I think that night for the first time ever the water nymph was truly and completely sated.

  We also made sure she was never alone, one of us always stayed behind if some went out to the stores, or the beach on the lake for a few hours. I think we overwhelmed her more than once those few days, with how happy we were to have her as a much more intimate companion, and no longer as just the family fuck toy.

  Crude perhaps, but truth was truth, and that’s all she had been. It was all she’d been capable of being.

  She was still alien, and fae down to her fingertips, but she was also far more human with emotions, and easily related too. It also felt like a burden had been lifted from me, the original unemotional sex addicted fae had always bothered my conscience, but I’d told myself it was better than her being bonded to an asshole, and she wanted it. Still, so much better the new way. She also liked having Regina as a mistress, who as far as I could tell was as kind and permissive as I had been. Well, I wouldn’t have expected anything less from the sweet loving woman I knew so well.

  Oceana disappeared for perhaps the last time, and I packed her armor in my bag on the morning we left. When she appeared next, back in Eastguard, it would be for good. With Karana’s help she’d managed to not only look human like she did for me, but to suppress her huge magical fae aura. Regina planned to buy her one cute outfit when we got back, and then take her shopping, with my blessing. It’d only been three days, and I already couldn’t imagine our family without her as a constant part of it.

  It was good to see Ash again, as we left the city limits she joined the five of us, plus Claire, as we headed northwest toward Eastguard. She took the position of scout, and she reported back to me with eyes and ears. Claire and Saria watched our flanks, and Karana our rear.

  As usual, the quiet felt unnatural. The dark green lush forest, and larger trees, were almost normal to me now, and I wondered if I’d think the forest around Eastguard was dull and sickly when I got back.

  Ash led us around a few dangers, I could see them with her eyes and feel them with her senses, and even without seeing her was able to point out the adjusted direction we needed to move in. It wasn’t until late afternoon that we ran into a big problem.

  At least there was no hail this time, but Ash came running back into the group of us in alarm, right before the wind hit us like a brick wall and sent us flying.

  Karana acted quickly and barked a word of magic that lessened the wind to merely hurricane force, as we were all bombarded by dirt, small branches, and leaves. It looked like she was straining, and I built another one of my hot tub holes, two of them this time side by side, and we all quickly took cover.

  Karana strained against the wind with her magic as she slowly stepped backwards, the only one not to get inside the hole yet. Sianna did the honors this time, and she covered the pit in an air ward to keep the wind out. Karana screamed as her spell failed, and she flew the last few feet to the pit. I barely caught her and got the wind knocked out of me when we both landed on the floor of the large pit.

  Saria checked her, “She’ll be fine, her armor healed her cuts already, but her magical flow needs time to recover, she pushed herself too hard and strained her channels.”

  I frowned, and then cradled her in my lap as I sat up against the side of the pit.

  Saria cast a spell, that put the privacy bubble over us, and then another that stopped the leaves and sticks from falling in at whipping speeds.

  “That should hold back the wind, and also hide us from predators after it dies down.”

  I nodded in agreement, “That sucked.”

  Regina giggled, and said plaintively, “You can say that again.”

  “That sucked.”

  She snorted and slapped my foot playfully. Then grabbed the food pack and started to put together dinner. We’d gone far enough that day, and we’d probably still make Eastguard be
fore sundown the next night.

  Ash sniffed at Karana for a moment, and then curled up in a ball at my feet. She was adorable.

  She growled, “I am not adorable.”

  I smirked, “No, of course not, my lovely fierce predator.”

  She chuffed, clearly insulted, and turned her head away.

  Well, she could read my mind, so it wasn’t like I could hide that portion of the truth, and it was just true, she was adorable. She was also a fierce predator, she’d have to be happy with both appellations.

  Claire sighed, “We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

  I laughed, and thanked Regina as she handed me my cold dinner. In truth, Claire looked a lot more comfortable than the first time she’d had to share a hole with me. But then, she knew me a lot better this time, and although she was far from comfortable in a confined space with me, she wasn’t scared either.

  Ash chuffed, “Just mate her already.”

  What? I thought back in shock.

  Ash growled, “You’re lying to yourself, and so is she. I can scent both of your attraction for each other even now. It’s annoying.”

  What the hell was she talking about? Even if I wanted Claire it was impossible. She was afraid of men because of abuse, she was my student, and she had plans to be a flesh sculptor back in Lelmalond, which meant she wouldn’t be staying in Eastguard. Three very good reasons, though the middle one was probably most important, I wouldn’t abuse the teacher and pupil relationship, and the trust and authority that relationship gave me.

  I scowled at Ash, and then ate my meal in silence while the ladies chatted. Yes, I admired Claire’s bravery, and her stubborn will to not only recover but flourish. She was also attractive, very much so. Willowy and tall like Karana, with soft sexy curves, and an exotically beautiful face. Though, hers was more cute than beautiful, pretty. But… what female elf wasn’t? That didn’t mean anything.