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She was wet, hot, slick. With the combination of her pussy strangling, I think I might die.

“Oh, god,” she whispered. “You feel so good inside me.”

Her words fueled me, my body strained, and finally I could feel my fingers wiggling.

Lucy’s hips moved wildly, each thrust taking us both closer to the edge. The air was filled with our gasps and moans, punctuated by her frantic movements. It was as if she was in her own heat, taking what she wanted.

I tried as much as I could, but I couldn’t get my body to move. All I could do was endure her assault on my body, letting her use me without helping her.

I felt my shaft thicken each time I pressed inside her. I wanted to caress her stomach and feel the seed filing her womb.

My body tensed, waiting for when we would both reach our release.

She leaned forward, her hands gripping my shoulders as she rode me harder and faster. Her breath came in short gasps, each one driving her closer to her pleasure. “I’m going to come,” she panted. “I can feel it building-”

And then, with a shout of pure ecstasy, she released. Her body convulsed, and I dug my claws into the blankets.

As Lucy cried out and shivered in the aftermath of her orgasm, I felt my seed unload into her. With a deep growl, I jerked my hips upward into her one last time, releasing my seed deep within her core. The sensation was overwhelming; it was as if my very soul had been consumed by the heat of her pussy.

I was utterly tired and spent. I don't remember being this tired except for when I turned into what I was now.

Lucy let me stay inside her and leaned against my chest. She was completely naked, and I enjoyed feeling the warmth and the softness of her skin. Her breath tickled the hair on my chest, and instead of fighting to wrap my arms around her, she wrapped hers around mine.

“I’m sorry if that crossed a line, but that was—wow.”

I couldn’t agree more. If she wanted to use my body without me doing anything, I would let her. I would even tie myself to the roots of the forest floor so she could experience this again.

Because I didn’t mind it one bit.

Lucy

It’d been three days. I’d taken care of Simon more times than I could count. It would just get hard, the head of it would turn red, and I couldn’t leave him in pain.

Blue ballswastotally a thing.

He should be on the mend, but he still snored at times. I had planned on giving him a sponge bath later this afternoon if he hadn’t woken up by then.

Yeah, we both liked those sponge baths.

As I stepped outside, a gentle breeze brushed against my face, carrying with it the scent of pine trees and wildflowers. The air felt crisp and invigorating, a vast contrast to the stifling, polluted air of Earth.

Here, in this vast expanse of untouched nature, the sweet chorus of birds and animals filled the air, harmonizing with the rustling leaves. The absence of buzzing insects was a relief, a welcome change from the constant annoyance of their relentless itchy bites on Earth. In this serene wilderness, they seemed to respect the balance of nature, knowing that humans were mere visitors and not a food source.

I stretched, raising my arms up high. I was wearing the clothing Simon made me. Thorn had retrieved it from the spring when he went to get rid of the ogre.

I felt it was my duty to wear them and not what Ellie had presented to me later. I felt like I was going against a faun code.

Unfortunately, when Thorn went to check on the ogre, he was no longer there and Thorn said he was not about to chase it through the Wood because he had his family to take care of. Not that I would argue with that. I didn’t want his family to come into danger because of me.

It was our own fault that the ogre appeared at the spring; our scent had brought the ogre. It was far too close to Thorn and Ellie’s cabin.

Thorn had spread an extra dosing of the yellow cress around his territory and more around Simon’s and my tent. Thorn grunted as he did so, holding his nose until the scent of our prior activities went away.

Talk about me turning six different shades of red. He knew I was doing something because, obviously, Simon was passed out. Thorn gave no judgment, but Ellie was over there cackling, elbowing me, and asking how it felt to ride a lifeless body beneath me.

I gave her an honest answer: that it was great having power over Simon while he slept. Red flag for me? Sure, but Simon kidnapped me and saw me naked.

Payback!

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