The Witch and The Blind Princess

Once More

A.n: Although I am a so-called amateur writer with terrible grammar, you guys still choose to go along with me when I write. For that, I would like to express my gratitude for your support! It has brightened my mood x anyway, can't believe 2021 is almost finished! Anyway, I'm sorry for the late update, since I'm quite busy with work. I continue writing for releasing the stressful days, and also because it reminds me of her. Okay, see you guys on 6th November 2021! Take care, and drink enough water. 

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"W—hat are you trying to do?" Haidee's cheeks reddened in shame.

Instead, Medeia grabbed the golden hair and led it to her mouth before she wanted to lead it elsewhere...

Even though the beast was only a few inches away from her lips, Haidee was dumbstruck. She was anxious to taste her, to take her into her mouth.

Her gaze was fixated on it for a moment before she lifted her gaze to meet the hungry emerald eyes.

Slowly, she let herself lean closer to it. Now, she was under Medeia's control. Medeia's fingers were tangled in her golden locks as she worked her way up and down her beast.

The tip of Haidee's tongue rested on Medeia's beast as she drew in a breath. In the beginning, she had no idea how to go about it. However, she trusted her instincts and followed their lead. Because she could see Medeia's pleasure and frustration in response to each of her mouth services, she was confident in what she was doing.

Sucking, licking, and kissing the beast were all things she did with her tongue. To the last drop, Haidee licked the beast's juice. When Medeia was stimulated, the throbbing beast grew harder and bigger, tightening her jaw.

"You are so—Mmh," Medeia controlled her voice, as she watch Haidee sensually loving her beast. She was close, so desperately close to release. 

However, Medeia was unable to stop the release due to Haidee's moaning voice as she devoured her beast. She let it go once more, and this time it covered Haidee's face.

Haidee choked from a load of juice shot at her mouth. Now, she felt that her face and chest were covered with the sticky creamy. 

"Ah, damn! I am so sorry about it," Medeia blushed, apologising profusely and feeling terrible about herself. She was able to reclaim her clothes and wipe Haidee's face clean of the juice that had gotten on them.

Now, she sat next to Haidee. Her hands clenched at her own hair, feeling regret and mad at herself for allowing her lust to devour the sickly lady. Most of all, how could she... share the bed with her supposed enemy again?

Haidee was embarrassed yet she still leaned in closer to Medeia and gave her a back hug. She kissed her shoulder, lightly as she asked. "Medeia, what's the matter?"

She softened her expression as she turned to face Haidee. Medeia expressed her regret, saying, "I apologise. This is all a mistake. First and foremost, I should not touch you at all. Instead of giving you mine, I should just do what I should do. Maybe then we won't be in this dilemma."

Haidee's face became disappointed. She began to back away from Medeia. "What exactly do you mean? What kind of dilemma do you have?"

Medeia clutched Haidee's hand, squeezing it tightly. She wants Haidee to agree with her, or she will have to stop it on her own. She is aware that she was being selfish, but she does not wish to bear the burden of her own guilt. After all, no Den Tribes have ever killed their own blood. They were created to protect their kin, not to slaughter them. 

"Please, I beg of you. Don't allow that child to exist." Medeia said, with cold authority. No sense of guilt was seen from the emerald eyes, despite the turmoil inside her heart. Even if her heart was breaking with the thought of killing her own child, yet she know that it must be done.