The Nøkken and the Huntress.

8.) Most heated of Times.

The days following our union was the greatest and most happy of my life. We did the same things but it was more physical. When she fired a shot at the firing hide I would have my hands on her hips to help her keep center occasionally nipping and sucking at her neck much to her pleasure.

The days we walked, we would pause at a view I embraced her from behind and we stood still resting and watching. Sometimes if the mood was hot I would sit against a tree while Eføy straddled me in the light of a warm lantern's light. She would place her hands on my chest and stare deeply into my eyes before we started to lip lock and fight for the dominance of our mouths.

Light lemon. 🔻🗡

When Eføy did move back to her house I moved back to the lake and would visit her late in the night to join her in bed. The greatest thing to wake up to was her drowsy but happy expression or waking up to her sound asleep still laying on my bare chest. My most favorite memory back at my place, we became more intimate and I joined her to "bathe" she turned from me and undid her breast band looking over her shoulder at me seductively. As she turned she brushed her hair over her breasts and approached me. We would lock our lips and bite patches of our bodies and touch everywhere. She pulled away from me and removed her small clothes winking at me she stepped deeper until waist deep into the pond. As I joined her I assisted in lighting the four lanterns near the water. The darkness and added flame light made the spot very romantic.

We finished the lighting and met each other in the middle of the pond. I parted her hair from her breast and I admired them and began to grip and I knead them. I then lowered myself and sucked her breasts. I could hear her gasp in pleasure as she cradled my head her hands slid away. She rubbed my back and shoulders as I felt her back arch. I increased my force of sucking and her hands were back on my head pushing my mouth wider on her. I moved to the other one and did the same. She pushed my head back up to look at me and our tongues started to fight once more for dominance. This time her tongue wasn't being submissive with mine and as I lifted her up legs wrapping around my waist using her new angle to the advantage to grab my face and shoved her tongue down my throat. I gagged but I was enjoying the sensation and grabbed her rear tighter.

This was one of the times I wished I wasn't cursed so I would still have a penis. I just wanted Eføy to get more pleasure out of what we were doing.

I carried her to a bank behind us and tried to place her on it. She was reluctant to let go of me but she complied. I gently nudged her to lay down when she did I lifted her lower body off the ground and plunged my tongue into her wet folds. I sucked, nipped, lapped, and fingered her vagina. She moaned and squirmed wildly as I relentlessly assaulted her sex. She pulled my hair, cursed, and scratched my shoulders. She bucked as she released and I was rammed in the mouth. I took a step back holding my mouth. I was alright and turned my attention to my dearest. She was breathing hard and was laying still drifting to sleep as her breathing calmed down.

End lemon. 🔺

I waded over to her and scooped her up. I left the pond and laid her down on the sheet of fabric she set out. She stirred awake briefly enough to gather it around her body. I helped her up and we walked to her house hand in hand after she gathered her strewn about garments.

I joined her in bed and secured her in my arms underneath the woolen covers. I kissed her sleeping form on the forehead. "Don't ever leave me."

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