The Heartstone Saga by Archibald Bradford (pdf to ebook reader txt) 📗

Ophelia’s lips twisted into a frown.

“I don’t understand.” She repeated; “Are you suggesting you have some sort of ancient duty to bond with as many monsters as possible? Because-”

“No! Of course not, that would be insane! But... what if the part of me that thinks that, the larger part of me, what if it’s wrong?” He let out a huff and dragged one hand through his hair as he struggled to articulate himself; “I’m not explaining this well at all. It’s like I have a pool of water within me, and all around there are thirsty monster girls. What right have I to say which ones get to drink?”

“Nameless... Master, living as an unbonded monster is hardly the same as dying of thirst! And you can’t simply give yourself away to the world!” She laughed, though more out of exasperation than humour; “Because even if you and Volka have this selfless streak within you, I don’t! You are mine! And Nina’s! And Erica’s and Milly’s! And yes, maybe someday Escrya’s as well. But we’ll have to draw the line somewhere because there are only so many hours in the day!”

“I know. I do. I just, it’s something I think about sometimes. Life is so random, like, what if I never grew up in Kettering? Would you still be happy and running the orphanage?”

But Ophelia was beginning to grow weary of the conversation.

“You say that as if I am not happy now!” She declared incredulously; “And if you hadn’t grown up in Kettering then Milly and Erica would still be living in bondage, if they were living at all. There would’ve been no adventure in the desert, so Volka would still be trapped underground, slowly fading away within her shield. And-”

“And Lipton Falls would still be standing.” He interrupted quietly.

Ophelia stared into his eyes for a good couple of seconds as silence fell between them.

Then she sighed heavily before burying her face in his neck and letting out an exasperated growling noise.

“We can play this game all night, dearheart. Torturing ourselves with the would-haves and might-have-beens of our entire lives. But it doesn’t do anybody any good. Deal with what is in front of you, which right now is a sexually frustrated Flutterby!”

He kissed at her hair contritely, remorse finding him and helping him to shake of his melancholy.

“Sorry. I know I wasn’t supposed to talk about it. I’ll be good.” He mumbled, his hands tracing around her back as he held her tight; “It’s still too bloody hot in here though for proper shenanigans.”

She bit her lip and thought on a solution for them, her need to get off now matching his from earlier.

Then she fluttered her wings to get out of bed as the answer came to her.

“Come along dearheart.”

Not one to argue against more sex, Nameless allowed her to lead him downstairs from the loft and into the bathroom.

It was a bit cooler, but not by much.

Without a word though she turned the shower on, setting the temperature lower than normal.

Then she knelt before him again and sucked his cock into her mouth, ravenously bobbing on it to get him hard so that by the time she stood he was as horny as she was.

She stepped into the shower stall, turning the nozzle so that it was mostly hitting the wall instead of her.

Then she set her hands against the tiles and bent at the waist to offer her ass to him, her wings folded low and twitching slightly in anticipation.

“Everything that I am is yours.” She whispered; “Now take me, Master.”

The sight she presented him was incredibly erotic, but his straining cock was demanding more, so he stepped into the stall behind her, his pelvis pressing against her ass as he squeezed her cheeks and ground his cock between them.

They had been at it for a while now, and Ophelia was well past the need for foreplay.

With his hands on her body the bracelet that Nina made him, the one containing her heartstone, caught his eye and he felt a sudden urge that the Gigas heartily approved of.

He pulled back and worked his head between her cheeks, then lower so that her pussy lips could kiss his engorged tip.

With his other hand he pressed against her shoulder to force her to bend lower, her nipples hardening against the cool tiles as her breasts were smooshed against them.

Then he told her exactly what she was in for.

“I’m going to fuck you Ophelia, like you deserve.” He promised darkly; “And even when you cum, I’m going to keep fucking you.”

“Y-Yes!” She panted out, her breath causing the tile against her face to cloud over.

She moaned and her face flushed red when she felt his cockhead nudging at her slick entrance, her inner muscles already tensing in preparation to welcome it.

Then he threw her for a bit of a loop.

“And when I cum, I’m going to do it in your ass.”

She actually cried out at the promise, and then had to cry out again when he implacably drove his hips forwards to shove his erection a third of the way inside of her pussy.

The two of them didn’t usually play much with the dominance stuff, that was more Erica’s speed, but she was thrilled that he was willing to experiment.

Especially when he took hold of her hips with both hands and thrust into her twice more, until his pelvis audibly smacked into her rump hard.

If she wasn’t so wet already his cock driving so deep inside of her so quickly would have likely been painful, instead it made her gasp in surprise.

“Do you like that big cock inside of you baby?” He asked rhetorically.

His hands on her hips squeezed, not painfully, but possessively as