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Her lips glistened with the fruit’s juice, her eyes fluttered closed, and her tongue,fuck, her wet tongue slid across her bottom lip with slow reverence, as if savoring every trace of sweetness, she’d just consumed.
My cock kicked in my pants, hard and demanding. I was already starving for her.
She opened her eyes again, dazed and dripping with innocent hunger. “It’s sweet… but hot. It tastes like…”
I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me. “Likeme.”
Her pupils dilated as I witnessed her pleasure still flickering in her eyes. I leaned in and kissed her. Hard. Deep. I swallowed her gasp as I crushed her mouth beneath mine, licking the sweetness from her lips, like I was parched, and she was the last fucking drop of water. When she moaned, I nicked her bottom lip and groaned right back, grinding my mouth against hers until her body melted into mine.
“What is that fruit?” I asked the Ogress.
“It’s Veloria.”
“Give them all to me,” I growled, turning away from Red.
I was going to hunt down every last one in this realm, tear them open, and eat them off her cunt until she screamed my name loud enough to shatter the Veil.
While I struggled with keeping my sanity, she drifted to the next vendor, licking the glaze from something flaky, heat rising off her cheeks. Then came the bread. Golden, split down the middle, steam curling into the air, tempting any passerby.
“This,” she laughed, tearing off a chunk, “this is real food.”
I didn’t respond, just continued to watch. Her voice was bright and breathless as she tried each new flavor. Her eyesdanced with curiosity; her mouth tugged into a smile I hadn’t seen before. One without fear. She bit into each new thing as if it were the most delicate of morsels.
Bread. Spiced meat. The sweet treats. I tracked every reaction, memorized what made her sigh, what made her whimper, what made her reach for more. I handed the list to the merchant, dropping three red scales, and leaned in with a low snarl. “Not a fucking word.” She nodded, and I turned back to see Red had disappeared.
It took me a mini-second of panic to see she had wandered over to the charm stalls. Her fingers trailed across scarves of blue silk and black fur, touching them and seeming to enjoy their softness. At a nearby table, her eyes flicked toward a chain linked bracelet, silver and thin, with a carved red stone. She touched it once then moved on. But I saw she wanted it.
I slipped behind the vendor, left double the coin, and claimed both the scarf and the bracelet. I said nothing. These items would be for later.
We began our journey back to her familiar cabin which sat just at the edge of the Veil. I kept her near the human realm more for her protection than anything else. But I’d soon take her home. I’d never taken anyone home, and I wasn’t sure what she would think of it. I wanted her to feel safe there.
For now, back to the cabin we’d go, with the sack of food, and soaps she had picked out. I let her have one simple garment, a red dress. Although it wouldn’t last long since as soon as she wore it I was planning on ripping it off her.
I followed her along the path, that scent of fruit and her arousal causing me to snarl in frustration. The second we were alone again; I was going to press her bare skin to the cabin floor and remind her who she belonged to. But for now? I let her walk in front of me, enjoying the view.
She laughed as we walked through the Hollow Woods, her laughter cutting through the dark shroud of trees. She talked the entire way, gesturing with her hands, voice breathless with wonder as she tried to explain the chaos and beauty of the Market.
“It’s nothing like the human world,” she said, spinning once beneath the trees, her cloak flaring like a flame around her legs. “Nothing at all.”
I didn’t stop her, I didn't want to interrupt her. I was enthralled just listening to her describe my world through her eyes. I memorized every note of her voice, every curve of her mouth, every flash of her joy, because this sound, this light, thisgirl…I would burn every corner of this world to keep it close.
And I planned to.
For the rest of my cursed, Veilbound life.
Chapter 16
A Subtle Craving
RAEL
Dawn was breaking.
That cursed Blood Moon still hung low in the sky but was slowly fading into the horizon. The first light of morning slid across the floorboards of the cabin, bathing everything in a dim light. Red was asleep on my chest. The journey had taken it out of her and so had my rutting the night before.
Her limbs tangled with mine, her soft body curled around me so perfectly. She belonged right here and had been made for this. For me. Even now, my cock was still nestled deep inside her, the base of it locked tight with my knot keeping her trapped to me. Her cunt fluttered softly around me, still twitching from the aftershocks of what I’d forced her to do last night. Her thighs were slick and parted, her scent heavy in the air, mixed with sex, with sweat, with my seed.
And fuck, she was beautiful.
