Page 25 of Christa's Obsession

“Yes… yes we are.”

When Wanda included the trees, Christa’s demon didn’t wait for a second invitation. The tree branches altered to accommodate her size. They shifted without clothes, their hair flowing over her ample breasts, her hips nestled against the surprisingly lush leaves as she sat cross-legged, revealing all of herself to Wanda.

Did you have to sit like that?

It’s comfortable,her demon replied.

You’re flirting.

Maybe.

We like it,the trees murmured.

See.

“You’re big…” Wanda said, not moving away now they were closer, knees nearly touching.

“In this form, yes. I’m the same size as my brothers. Is it off-putting?”Please don’t let it be.

Christa’s human side didn’t share her thoughts, waiting and watching Wanda carefully for any fear so she could shift back if needed.

“No… no it’s not.” Her gaze moved up to where Christa’s horns were. “Is there a reason for the silver tips on your horns?”

She leaned closer, flicking her hair over her shoulder when it fell forward. “They hold my strength.”

Wanda’s eyes were no longer on the horns, but on Christa’s bare breasts.

“Do you want to touch?” Christa’s demon was referring to the horns.

Wanda chewed on her bottom lip, lifting a hand, trailing a finger over the dark red nipple closest to her.

“N…”Don’t you say a word to put her off.

Christa shivered at how the simple touch amplified the arousal humming through her from earlier. She couldn't swallow with how much she wanted those tiny hands to keep exploring.

Wanda made a noise in her throat, much like a moan. “Your skin is so silky soft. Your scent, it…” More blushing as her tiny fingertip ran over the tip of Christa’s nipple, causing a fresh flood of desire and it to tighten. “Makes me want to…”

Christa waited, then, when she realized Wanda wasn’t going to say more, shielding her expression, suggested, “Come closer to see where the smell is strongest? It’s what I want to do to you.”

“You do?” Wanda squeaked, but the exploring fingers grew bolder, gliding over the warm flesh, cupping and taking the weight of Christa’s breast in her palm. The abundance overflowed around small fingers. The contrast between their skin color added another element to Christa’s desire. Wanda’s pale skin contrasted beautifully against the dark red.

“I do. Can I touch you, too?”Don’t forget the trees.“Touch your trees?”

“We’d like that.”

The words had barely left Wanda’s lips when leaves fluttered against Christa’s sides, roaming down her legs, Wanda’s gaze following the path they took. Wanda’s other hand joined the first one and cupped her other breast.

She made these delightful noises that made Christa’s sex throb. The desire pooled deep within and glistened on her inner thighs. Her body was hairless, so her desire was not concealed, if Wanda looked.

How Christa’s human side felt about this differed from her demon, who wanted Wanda to know exactly what her touch was doing.She might not like you being so daring!

She does.

When thumbs circled her nipples, the bold move combined with the shy look she wore had Christa moaning, unable to deny the truth. Wanda wanted this.

Reaching for the hem of Wanda’s dress, when she realized she’d gotten distracted, it disappeared before she could assist her in removing it. All the beautiful pale curves were back on show, and this time, Christa allowed herself to explore fully.

“You are so beautiful.” Christa mimicked what Wanda was doing. Her breasts were smaller but no less full. The scent of peaches and arousal coming from her brought with it the desire to taste. “I want to taste you.”

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