Zeleone/ Teskna

Chapter One.

Aressa opened her bedroom door, giggling as the male licked the side of her neck. He was some kind of demon- Balvan, she assumed. His skin was hard, like a rock. He was hard all over. She snickered to herself, willing to bet he was definitely hard where she wanted him to be. She squealed when the demon sent her flying onto her bed. She bounced twice before settling, and she watched him watch her. She leaned back, resting on her elbows. Suddenly, the demon’s expression changed, and he ripped his clothes off with one swipe of his hand. Aressa audibly gulped. The sheer size of him was terrifying, and as she glanced south, she knew he would hurt her going in.

Giddy, she beckoned him toward her. “Are you just going to stand there, or are we doing something?”

The demon grunted and climbed over her. He quickly inserted himself inside her core and began pumping his body. Aressa moaned. She wasn’t easily turned on. However, it had been some time since any males had been allowed to their community. The day before, there were red demons lurking nearby, and everyone had raised caution when going out. The elders were always teaching caution. Something she and her friends threw to the wind on a daily basis.

Aressa sighed. This wasn’t what she should be thinking about when being ravaged. She should be moaning and grunting along with the demon inside her. After all, it was an incredibly different experience than having flesh being pounded into her. 

Balvans could turn their skin to solid stone. Once they lost control, the pleasure she would feel would be unimaginably spectacular. Balvan skin was also impenetrable. She snickered again as another unclean thought passed through her mind, then moaned when the demon slammed against her, getting her attention. She joined him, meeting his thrusts. The pressure inside her building and building, like a volcano about to erupt. The demon groaned into her throat. Then stilled. Then nothing.

She tapped his shoulder, but there was no movement. She sighed again and twisted her wrists, and pulled. Vines slithered over her wooden floors, wrapping themselves around the Balvan. They pulled his unconscious body out of the window, taking him to the opposite side of the forest. They would create a barrier, a labyrinth, so that their city would remain hidden to outsiders.

Aressa rolled her eyes. She supposed she would have to take care of herself this time. It was too dangerous to go back out this late at night. Creepies lurked in the dark. She reached down and pushed the barrier of cloth aside, sliding her fingers into her core. She moaned and arched her back. She rubbed her thumb against her sensitive clit, sending her eyes rolling to the back of her head. 

Desperately needing a release, she added another finger inside her mound and began pumping wildly. She reached for a breast with her other hand and bit her lip at the sensation. It was unusual of her to resort to such measures. There were always several males willing to bed her each time she went out. Nymphs were known for their bedside manner. They were wildly insatiable and had a notorious appetite. 

Sensing her release, Aressa pinched her sensitive nubs, crying out as she climaxed. Spent, her body slowly fell limp on her bed as she fought to catch her breath. When her vision cleared, she caught sight of a large mirror in the corner of her room. Frowning, she rose and sauntered over to it. The barrier of cloth between her legs fell closed as she stood.

The mirror was large, a foot and a half taller than she. The glass was such a deep metallic grey, it looked liquid. She touched it, flinching when all she felt was the coolness of the mirror. She laughed at herself and shook her head at her inanity. 

Tilting her head sideways, she took in her rumpled appearance and gasped. She scrambled to flatten her hair with her hands, and ran her fingers through it to comb out the tangles from her escapade. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at herself. She grabbed a makeshift band off the top of her table and fastened her blonde hair into a side braid, pulling at the loops. She tied the end with the band to hold it in place and slid a few pieces of leaves and twigs she had laying on her floor.