Page 18 of Sins of the Stone

“You know I would not make it turn those colors, Ursulette,” he said, his voice still tempting. “Only if you wanted me to.” He leaned in close enough to where she could feel his breath on her face, his piercing yellow eyes boring into hers. She felt her legs get weak. She couldn’t tell if he made his voice so alluring on purpose or if he was just ignorant.

However, something nagged at the back of her mind that he knewexactlywhat he was doing. Another nervous laugh spilled from her lips as she took a step backward to distance herself from his enthralling words. He tilted hishead to the side, his grin fading.

He’s really gotten bold recently!

“Are you frightened?” he asked. She shook her head, nibbling her lip in a pathetic attempt to soothe her anxiety. Hopefully, she could shove all of it down and forget about it in one fell swoop.

“No,” she assured, trying to fake a confident smile. “I am not frightened.” Ramuz pouted as if confused.

“Then, why flee?”

“B-because—”

“Hm?” Ramuz tilted his head to the side with a slight grin on his face. Her fists balled at her sides. Once more, her face burned as she blurted out another poor excuse.

“Y-you’re making me nervous!” she cried. Ramuz made a noise she could only assume was a chuckle, though it was hard to tell over the heavy pulse in her head.

“My apologies, pink face,” he beamed, bowing. “Seeing you blush, my diamond, my treasure, is just so amusing.” Now sheknewhe was doing it intentionally and spun around, heading outside to be anywhere but here. With a wave, she opened the front door, still facing forward, hoping to shield her blushing face from his prying gaze.

He’s so charming.

“I-I’m going outside. I need some fresh air.”

“Of course,” he said with a smirk. She could hear the teasing tone in his voice without even looking at him. With one last sigh, she crossed the threshold and wandered down the steps, praying he wouldn’t follow with his alluring tone.

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Ursulette plopped down onto a stump a few steps from the house. She placed her hands on the tops of her knees, taking a breath to calmthe unstoppable racing of her heart. Something about his words made her insides clench. She didn’t want to think about what such feelings meant, even if it was more than familiar.

A creature wouldn’t dare flirt with a human, would they?

Ursulette didn’t want to admit that she enjoyed it more than expected. She pondered the consequences, thinking of the damage that would happen to her body or the idea that they would both be crucified for their sins if there was anyone left. But that was enough to warrant her fear—not just for her but also for him. The idea made her heart pound. She shook her head, realizing she was delving too much into the idea.

Get those thoughts out of your head, Ursulette, you sinner.He just doesn’t understand what he’s implying.

She couldn’t believe she was even entertaining this concept, thinking of what would happen to her tiny human body if they mated. It seemed humans truly were equal. All soft. All small. It didn’t matter her size. She would crumble with him.

Sick, you’re sick.

Dropping the blade of grass, she pressed her palms to the sides of her skull as if the action would squeeze the idea from her head. But the thoughts wouldn’t stop. She reminisced about how she mentioned choking and his drool-worthy response.Only if you wanted me to.His voice was ringing in her skull.My treasure.She had never earned such an affectionate title before. She was more precious to him than diamonds. Another invasive thought struck her, making her want to smack herself for thinking something so vulgar.

I wonder what his cock looks like.

It made itself known before she could stop it, making her grind her teeth and stand up, huffing.

“Shut up, shut up,” she muttered, beginning to pace. “Stopthinking.” She wished she wasn’t starved for attention. Maybe then she wouldn’t be consumed with such filthy thoughts.

There was no way he knew what he meant when saying those things,she thought.Where are your morals, Ursulette?

She glanced up at the house and saw Ramuz peering through the window with a puzzled yet amused look. She waved at him, hoping he didn’t think she was losing her mind. He waved back, never losing that grin. She turned away before she could get lost in his gaze, returning to pacing.

Think about something else. Kittens, flowers, joy, his powerful arms, his gentle words, what he would look like with—shut up!

She ran her hands through her hair, sitting back down on the stump, setting her head on her knees, and groaning.

“You have no morals, Ursulette,” she said to herself. “No morals at all.” Her shoulders drooped, her hands pawing at the dirt below. A noise made her lift her head. Ramuz was standing in the doorway with a quizzical look on his face.

“Are you okay, Ursulette?” he asked. Just like before, his voice was like silk. Now that she had a better look at him since her awakening, her head felt light, wishing she would pass out and wake up with normal thoughts.

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