The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 17

You gently pulled on Lady Dimitrescu's legs, wanting her to lay down. Getting yourself between her legs, you hooked your fingers on the hem of her black panties. "May I?" You asked, seeking her consent. You watched her pull the panties off, exposing herself to you. Laying between her legs and making sure she's comfortable, you watched a single drop slip down. Saying she was aroused was a mere understatement. You were almost stuck admiring her, then came to your senses.

I'm to please her, not gawk at how amazing she is. Pull yourself together (Y/N).

You gently bit her inner thigh, hearing a soft gasp of surprise escape her. Inching your way closer, you pressed a finger into her. "(Y/N)." She whispered, trembling and her tone like sweet honey. You used your other hand to see just how wet she was, grinning. She was already dripping onto the bed, her gaze averting from you in mild embarrassment. "Don't be ashamed for being aroused." You reassured her, "You're beautiful, and honestly I'm honored to even be here." You planted a gentle kiss to her inner thigh, then pressed another finger into her.

I want you to feel good. I'll do my best to make you feel good.

Gently pumping your fingers inside her and feeling just how tight she was with two fingers, you started to pay attention to the one thing you'd ever abuse on her, her clit. You gave her sensitive nub a lick, playing with it with the tip of your tongue. Letters, numbers, words, you wrote her a love letter with just your tongue. A sense of pride welled inside your heart as she tried to keep herself together, quiet moans and gasps escaping her mouth. You continued your love letter to her, dotting sentences with a moment of suckling on her button.

You listened to Lady Dimitrescu start to unravel, her quiet whimpers turning to moans and pleads for a god. You sped up the tempo of your fingers, listening with joy at how wet she was. She may have found it embarrassing, but it was the most pride you felt. You did this to her. You unraveled her.

Let them hear. I want them to hear.

The door handle jiggled, which prompted you to become more aggressive, more forward. Alcina's hips bucked into the air, her moans turning to begging and yowls to gods. You used your free hand to hold her hips down, pumping your fingers inside her as fast as possible and bringing in a third. You curled your fingers a little, writing your letter with more detail. You could hear her claws scraping the wall, digging into the wallpaper. A heartbeat of silence was followed by a scream and sob of blissful release.

Let yourself go.

You continued through her orgasm, no matter how much she pressed her thighs to your head. Her sobs of pleasure turned to pleads for mercy as a second orgasm crashed into her, almost overlapping. Then, you slowly withdrew your fingers, her quivering thighs slowly letting go of you. Your mouth and chin were dripping wet. "I didn't know you could do that." You laughed, the bed under you both was damp. Her face read only one thing: complete and utter shock.

The handle of the door stopped jiggling, which lead to the voice of Cassandra cussing you out from the one side of the door. The wall was absolutely ripped up, the blanket needed to be washed. You crawled onto Alcina, cuddling up to her and giving a small laugh. You could hear in her voice and the way she breathed that she needed to catch her breath. Even though she was usually cold, you could feel that to her core Lady Alcina Dimitrescu was warm. "One more round?" You asked, grinning. Almost frantically, Lady Dimitrescu shook her head with wide eyes. "I haven't experienced an orgasm that intense." She whispered, finally catching her breath.

You gave her a kiss on her cheek, getting cleaned up a bit and brought her a nightgown from her closet. You took the wet blanket and brought over yours. You put on your pajamas and opened the door. Just as you opened the door, Cassandra's fist made contact with the side of your face, knocking you into the bed. "You fucked my mother!" She hissed, immediately being dragged away by her sisters. "I'll kill you!" Cassandra shrieked, being dragged by Daniela and Bela. You slowly got up, covering your eye in pain. You felt Lady Dimitrescu help you up and look at your eye. "She hit you hard. Are you okay?" She asked, worried.

"It was worth it."