Page 34 of Crown of Flame

Serena’s words are so strange and pose no real meaning to me. But when she presses herself to me, I feel something in my core. It’s a fire unlike anything I’ve known.

Is this satisfying that incomprehensible need I once felt? As we make our way into the hovel, she regards me with a strange look.

“What’s wrong?”

Her eyes trace my form, from my rocky shoulders to my base, hovering just over the ground.

“You can form things, right?” she asks. Her face is pinched in an odd expression.

“I suppose.”

“Well, I suppose I want to try something.”

Her cheeks turn pink with warmth as her green eyes regard me with something I don’t quite understand.

“Let’s try to build you a… penis,” she says with a cough.

“What is a penis?” I ask, not sure why I need it.

“It’s an organ that humans use for sex. You need it for penetration.”

“Why would I want to do that?” I don’t understand these human customs.

“Um, because it feels good. Just try it, okay?” Her cheeks emanate a heat as she sits on the earth next to me.

“Okay, so what does a penis look like?” I say, looking to her for direction.

“It’s like a rod of sorts that goes between your legs.” She gestures to the space, and I look down in disbelief.

“That sounds like an odd appendage.” But I am curious to try it.

I gather earth and rock and begin to form my penis. Serena instructs me on the shape and specifics, helping me mold it until she is satisfied. I am quite surprised with this new organ, certain that my kind only expelled beings from ourselves, but Serena says humans use this penis together to mate.

I’m surprised at how natural and intuitive it feels. Strangely, it feels comfortable, as though it always belonged there.

Serena touches and strokes the organ in her hands experimenting with the feel, squeezing and applying pressure.

“A bit more narrow there,” she says, grabbing the base. An odd sensation starts to come over me.

The sight of her kneeling before me sends a shock of heat coursing through my already fiery form. This human woman is making me feel so odd. But the curiosity makes me want to keep exploring.

Once the organ is formed, Serena takes a step back to look me over. Her mouth turns up in an expression that makes the heat rise to her cheeks again. There is also something else.

A warmth emanates from her core.

She walks toward me and takes the appendage in her hand again. I can feel it this time, the way her hand slides up and down this penis of mine.

“Does that feel good?” she asks, rubbing the stone which I’m now convinced always belonged there.

I like the sensation. It is a bubbling feeling deep in my core that rises the more her hand rubs against me. The heat inside her gets hotter with every stroke of her hand. I’m drawn to it, the way it burns within her.

Her cheeks are burning up, her core positively molten. I can feel a calling I don’t understand, but I can ignore it no longer, her need so prominent before me.

In a quick movement, I tackle her to the ground.

I slide my rocky form down her body until I am at the precipice of the source of her fire.

The smell makes my body tingle. I inhale her scent, feeling a primal need I shouldn’t be experiencing.

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