Page 28 of Christa's Obsession

We are her. She is us.

Yes. I understand now,Christa replied, feeling the branches embrace her and Wanda.

Christa recognized that it wasn’t just her touch that aroused Wanda, that it never would be. Although they had tried to explain the familiarity between dryad and trees, it wasn’t until she witnessed it that she understood the full depth of their relationship. The bond was deep, everlasting, and extremely sexual. Evidence of Wanda’s desire for the trees’ touch was there on her thighs, on the folds of her sex, glistening in the sunlight when Christa had entered the nook. It was erotically enticing to Christa, everything inside her coming fully alive for the first time. She had merely existed until that point. She was now an integral part of the trees and the fairy that lived within them.

What did this mean for her?

Can I leave the forest? Dakata had problems, will I now suffer the same?

The trees were as much a sentient being as her, as Wanda, so she aimed her questions at them, feeling like they would be the ones to hold the answers.

They rustled around her.Silas has one tree, and though the mighty oak is one of the oldest in the forest, it is but one. We are four and Wanda is a special creature.

That may be so, but it does not answer my question,Christa prompted gently.

Do you wish to leave?

She giggled at the evasive trees and how leaves stroked up her thigh teasingly. It was easy to recall exactly what they had done to her earlier. How they had restrained her and made her body heat with desire. The stimulation to her body left her moaning, and a part of her continued to be shocked by how easy it was for the trees to arouse her with such little effort. She had never had anything other than hands touch her before. Christa’s curiosity, as Wanda lay sleeping next to her, became easily piqued.

When you touch me like this…she moaned, arching her spine at the leaves fluttering over her plump buttocks that gave her a reminder of earlier.

After Wanda’s climax, Christa had sensed the moment she had drifted off to sleep, her need soaking the leaves beneath her. Wanda’s touch to her horns, her blood coating the tips, made it impossible to ignore her own desire. She had lain down at Wanda’s side, her hand slipping between her thighs, only to have it plucked away by a very insistent branch. The same ones touching her now.

Would the desire feel the same again?

Shall we find out?They laughed while warming Christa’s skin with teasing strokes.

Wanda released a low moan, her body moving on the leaves, perhaps having felt something from her trees or Christa herself.She tilted her ass against the thigh Christa had between Wanda’s splayed legs, her arousal slicking Christa’s skin.

Breathing deep to calm herself didn’t help when all Christa could smell was sex. Looking down at the arm she’d placed protectively over Wanda, Christa resisted brushing at the soft curls her fingers were within reaching distance of.

I fell asleep! Why did you let me?

You were exhausted after—

You don’t need to remind me.

“You can remind me,” Christa murmured against Wanda’s ear, doing her best not to spook her.

“You can hear us?” Wanda squealed, twisting to look over her shoulder.

Christa nuzzled her cheek.I can. I’m assuming it’s because of your trees.

“What did they do?”

Wedid what you begged for.

Their answer floated through Christa’s mind, and she kept her breathing slow and steady to assist Wanda, knowing she was onthe verge of a freak out. Her heart bounded through her body hard enough, Christa felt it beat against her breasts.

First, you distracted me, knowing Christa was in the forest. You got me naked and…A shiver ran through her as she broke eye contact with Christa.Y’all are very sneaky. We’re going to talk about this, but first you’re going to explain what you did to Christa.

What would be fun in that? We’ll show you.

Show me?

Christa felt alarm, but there was desire with it.

“Yes, they can show you.” Christa whispered huskily. The beat of her own heart matched that of Wanda’s.

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