Page 28 of The Other Side

“I have another trick up my sleeve, my pet. And this one, well, it may hurt.” Cypress waved her hand, shadows swaying across as I watched a large mass form within her hand. It was long and girthy, barely fitting within her grasp. She snapped her free hand, more shadows appearing to grip my ankles and wrists. My body was bent over the railing, my legs and arms spread wide as I remained on full display before her. Cypress stepped closer, watching me as she moved the strange object to rub along my dripping center. My mouth began to salivate, watching her the best I could, feeling the pressure as she teased me, still sensitive from coming. After playing with me for a few minutes,rebuilding my lingering excitement, she pushed the object inside me, grunting as if it were a part of her.

Cypress slowly shoved the shadow object deeper into my pussy as my breathing hitched. She pulled it back, returning it to my body as she began to quicken her pace and fuck me with it, pressing deeper with each thrust until her own pelvis had slammed into my backside. Her sweaty body pressed into mine, nearly melting into me, her shadows crawling across every inch of my skin, touching me as she fucked me from behind. I was still lingering in the haze of my first orgasm, purely enjoying what she was doing to me, unable to quite come again.

“What’s wrong, witch?” she asked between her patterned breath and thrusts. “Do you not like the way my shadows fuck you?” I released a gentle breathing laugh.

“Your shadows are heavenly,” I breathed. “But you are not letting me love you back. And I’d much rather see your face as I make you come.” She pushed inside me one last time, holding her shadow deep while leaning over my spine and whispering into my ear.

“And you said you were not in control of this.” Her tongue licked my ear, gently pressing inside as I moaned. “Allow me to fix that.”

Cypress snapped her fingers, our bodies rupturing into hellfire as we suddenly appeared back in the pool at the base of the dais. Our bodies faced one another, both fully exposed, on our knees in front of my magical glimpse. My head turned away from hers as I looked to see the mirrored portal staring into my dark bedroom. Cypress’ hand gently grabbed my chin, forcing me to look back at her.

“Keep those devious eyes on me, pet.” She smiled as her hand ran along my neck, taking its time as it felt every inch of my curved body. I struggled to keep my eyes open. My body swayed into her touch, mirroring her movements, touching her back aswe locked eyes. She lifted my hand, kissing it before moving it around her breasts, moaning as she commanded my fingers. My own moans began to echo hers, her shadows birthing from the pool and surrounding me once more. They wrapped around my limbs and breasts, touching me, inserting themselves into my pussy and backside, tugging my nipples as her fingers traveled down my sweaty sternum into my pussy alongside them. A gasp burst from my throat, my body slightly rising at her beautiful touch. She moved my hand to her own opening, tracing her clit with my fingertips before inserting my fingers. My magic sparked, forcing her hand away. Her hellfire irises flashed in response, my mouth curling into a sinful smile as I began to toy with her, playing with her clit.

“There’s my wicked little witch,” she breathed. My magic crackled from my hand as I inserted not one, but two fingers, finding the same rhythm with which she was fingering me until we were both moving in a perfect unison. My magic branched from my palms and wrapped around her, feeling and touching all her godly existence with it.

“I may be your pet,” I moaned as she did the same, “but I need no help fucking you.” Cypress’ chest rumbled as her mouth crushed to mine, her fingers thrusting harder into me as I tried to keep up. Our tongues twisted and moved together, the two of us fully embracing the other and losing ourselves. My orgasm quickly returned as I began to cry out, moaning into her ear and rocking my hips.

“Yes,” she breathed, her own excitement beginning to soak my hand. “Give it to me.” This time, I held nothing back, fully giving in to my unbearable craving to drench her in my excitement. A scream formed in my throat as I rocked alongside her, coming hard, my walls contracting against her fingers. Cypress cried out, her own orgasm revealing itself as neither of us stopped, pulling every last drop of our love from one another.

We continued like this for a few minutes, locking eyes as our gaping mouths once again met. I wanted to bury myself into her skin and never leave, to stay here in this moment for all of eternity. With my goddess.

A familiar gasp broke my fixation as my head snapped towards my fiery glimpse, seeing Tuft standing on the other side, watching. He wore a painful expression, one that wasn’t easily understood. Shame and embarrassment began to flood my veins as I quickly removed my fingers and magic from Cypress’ drenched body, gripping her shoulders in an attempt to make her stop. Her eyes met his as she merely smiled, pulling my body closer with her shadows and quickening her speed. A loud cry escaped me as I watched him, staring back at us.

“No,” I wheezed, fighting back my desire, my nails digging into her skin. “No!” My body arched further into hers, both shamed and excited by him seeing us in this moment. I tried to stop, but unexpectedly, I began to come again, my eyes still locked with his.

“Tuft—”

“Yes,” Cypress moaned, still lingering in her own climax. “Show him just how much you enjoy my touch, how much you love feeling me inside you.” She began to moan alongside me, sending me completely over the edge. Tuft lowered his gaze, hiding behind his blue hair. He left from the glimpse as a sadness crept into my chest, but it was quickly washed away as Cypress’ mouth returned to mine. “Forget him,” she breathed. “Be with me.”

Cypress removed her hands from my pussy, wrapping them around my torso as she tackled me into the pool. The flames splashed along our bare bodies, sending my senses into overdrive. Her body draped over mine, seated between my legs as she delicately touched my face. Her fingers glided down my wet skin, touching my hardened nipples, purposely grazingthem for a moment before slithering down my sternum and back inside me. I gasped, still buzzing from everything as she reentered me.

“Forget all of it.” She thrusted deeper. “Be with me, Iris-Marie. Just me.” I choked on my moans and pleasure as her shadows bent my leg, allowing her to venture deeper. Her lips kissed my lower abdomen as my hips grinded into her touch. I couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything but her. I didn’t care if Tuft or the whole world saw me having sex with her. I didn’t care if all of this was wrong. I wanted it. Needed it. And even if it killed me, I needed more.

“Please,” I lifted my head and stared at her as her tongue glided along my skin. “Don’t stop. Drown me in your hellfire. Give me your love. All of it.” I groaned in a euphoric pain, overwhelmed and consumed by her touch as she inserted a third finger.

Cypress grinned, roughly thrusting her arm as the pool splashed around us. “I shall worship you all night, my dear Iris-Marie.”

Chapter

Thirteen

IRIS-MARIE

My body rolled, sleep still grappling with my consciousness in a haze. The sound of soothing waves crashed in the distance alongside the familiar strings of her ethereal lullaby. My body ached, sore and tender from what felt like a never ending night. I had to scramble my thoughts and pull them together, remembering where I was and what had occurred.

“Sweet Iris-Marie.” Cypress’ lips pressed against my spine, kissing it gently as her hair fell along my back. I refused to open my eyes or move, laying on my stomach, tangled in the silky blue sheets of her elaborate bed made from shadows and stardust. I knew the time had come for me to return home, but I didn’t want it to end. Even if I was absolutely and completely exhausted and knew it was time, I didn’t want to go. Not yet.

“Is there no way for you to freeze time? To use your power to keep me here, never letting me return?” I asked as her fingertips began to swirl along my back, drawing shapes with her shadows. Cypress laughed delicately to herself.

“I am the god of many things, but I’m afraid time is something I cannot command.” She gently rolled me over and nestled her face in my chest, kissing me as she spoke. “But ifI could, I would smash it to pieces and remain buried in this perfect set of breasts, never coming up for air.”

“Stop it,” I laughed.

“Never. Suffocate me! Take my breath away and let me die between these two slices of heaven.” Cypress and I laughed together, her head raising as our eyes met. She was beautiful. So intoxicating and perfect. And she was mine.

My hand brushed her fiery hair back, stroking her cheek.

“Is this not enough?” Her face pressed in confusion. “Stay here, with me, in your own world. Forget Ozias and the others. Forget your throne. We can be together, here, in our own heaven, just like you said.” Cypress’ smile faded as a dark cloud overcame her. She leaned back, sitting next to me, and I knew the moment had passed.

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