Page 36 of Where the Shadows Land (Garden of Hope #1)

ASTORIA

A storia’s breath caught in her throat as Mairuk’s thick finger brushed through her folds.

The ribbed texture of their skin against her sex lit a roaring fire within her.

She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but Astoria craved Mairuk’s touch more than she craved air.

They fucked her less than twelve hours ago, but she ached as if they deprived her for weeks.

Perhaps she was insane to desire a creature of nightmares, but their hands on her bare skin set sparks of pleasure jolting throughout her body.

Mairuk slipped a finger inside her and growled. “You are so wet for us without our influence. Are you always this needy little vixen?”

Astoria’s cheeks burned. There was no denying her desire, not when her pussy squeezed around their finger and refused to release them.

Astoria was never this lustful before, but a simple touch from Mairuk made her body come alive.

She wished she could blame whatever aphrodisiac they produced, but this desire was all hers.

Her body craved Mairuk’s touch, no matter how monstrous they were .

“Answer us.” Mairuk pulled their finger back.

Astoria whined and squeezed their arm in a desperate attempt to keep them in place. They sat on their knees beside the tub, their large cap blocking out most of the candlelight. Mairuk’s three vivid pink eyes fell to her face and her heart beat an erratic rhythm under her breast. “Only for you.”

Mairuk thrust their finger deep inside her and Astoria gasped, clinging to them as her head fell back against the tub. Mairuk stroked her, hooking their finger upward and pressing against the spot inside her that made her breath hitch. “Do you want to come for us?”

She nodded, unable to piece the words together as they fingered her. The texture of their skin dragged against her walls with each stroke and pulled more desire from her depths. They stopped moving, but applied pressure on the upstroke and Astoria moaned. “Yes.”

“We did not hear you, vixen. You will need to be louder than that.” Mairuk’s other finger brushed against her clit with the faintest amount of pressure.

Enough to pull another whine from her, but not enough to push her closer toward the peak.

Mairuk stalled. Desperate, needy noises fell from her, but not even her most pitiful whines moved them.

“Please Mairuk. Please, I want to come!”

“That’s better.” Mairuk rubbed her clit in tight circles while their other finger pulsed in and out of her.

Their free hand reached behind her head and cradled her head in their palm, forcing her to face them.

Their sharp features grew more familiar as the days passed, the tells of their thoughts becoming clear to Astoria’s eyes.

The pulse of blue light in the ring at the base of their neck, the raised, pink fibers of their skin, all of it hypnotized her.

Held in their grasp, Astoria couldn’t look away as they speared her with their fingers.

“You are so beautiful like this. Watching your eyes flutter each time we stroke you right here, the pretty pink of your cheeks, the way your heart pounds for us, all of it is mesmerizing. Pleasure looks good on you, and we will dress you in it as often as you allow. You are not the only one who aches.”

The warm, rich sound of their audible voice in her ears, the feel of them against her body, and the way they held her all built the pleasure coiling in her core. They slipped a second finger inside her and Astoria came with a fierce cry. “Mairuk!”

“That’s it, Vixen. Come for us. Let us feel you,” Mairuk said.

The wave of pleasure ebbed, and Mairuk kissed Astoria on the top of the head as they slowly withdrew their fingers.

Her skin tingled where their mouth pressed against her forehead, sending a pleasant wave of warmth over her.

They held her there for a moment, and Astoria’s eyes fluttered closed as she came back to the moment.

Mairuk gently set her head back against the tub, gathered more soap, and continued scrubbing down her body.

“We will not tease you again until we have you out of the water.”

“That was more than a tease, darling.” Astoria opened her eyes and laughed.

Mairuk smiled. “How could we resist when you smelled so heavenly?”

Astoria blushed again. They didn’t have a nose that she could find, so how they smelled her arousal she had no idea.

Chuckling, Mairuk dismissed and re-summoned the water.

They gestured for her to lie back, and she unfastened the leather cord that held her hair up.

Mairuk moved behind her and washed her hair.

Their dexterous fingers massaged her scalp and detangled the unruly strands with each gentle stroke.

Mairuk’s rubbing of her scalp almost felt as good as their rubbing of her cunt. Almost.

Clean and sated, Mairuk dismissed the water and held open the towel for Astoria.

She downed the now tepid tea, then stepped into Mairuk’s embrace.

They wrapped the towel around her, lifted her into their arms, and carried her into their bedroom.

Similar to hers, Mairuk’s room had more clutter strewn about the place.

Small trinkets, shiny rocks, and thick, dusty tomes.

Their bed was the same size as hers, though theirs had pale blue sheets instead of green.

Mairuk pulled the sheets back and set Astoria onto the fluffy bed.

“Are you going to tease me now?” Astoria let the towel fall from her shoulders and bared her breasts to the air. Her nipples pebbled in the cold, then she broke out into goosebumps under Mairuk’s focused stare.

Mairuk unfastened the ties of their pants and let the garment fall into a heap at their feet.

Their shafts writhed in the air, both reaching out to her and dripping with arousal.

Both caps at the tip of their lengths pulsed and spread, revealing the thin threads underneath that latched inside her.

The memory of what they felt like inside her echoed through her body and Astoria moaned.

Mairuk took both their shafts in one hand and stroked. Slow and languid from base to tip, then back down again. “Do you want to be teased, or do you want to be fucked?”

Her eyes followed every pulse of their hand, watching as their lubricant soaked their palm and dripped to the ground. The memory of their taste on her tongue, fresh and sweet, stole her words. Even without their influence, they entranced her too much for her to speak. “Please,” she choked.

“Please what, vixen?”

“I want you.”

“You have us.” Mairuk traced their free hand over her thigh. “As soon as you tell us what you need, we will give it to you.”

“Gods,” Astoria whined.

Mairuk tutted, and their fingers abandoned her thigh to spear through her wet hair.

They fisted it at the root and forced her head back.

Astoria’s eyes fluttered, her mouth hanging open as they leaned in, looming above her, their large cap blocking out the rest of the room.

They stared down at her, their face a breath away from hers, illuminated by the bright blue ring at the base of their neck.

“Your gods cannot hear you out here. You are ours, Astoria. The only prayer you should mutter is our name. ”

Astoria forgot how to breathe, and wetness soaked her inner thighs. She tore her eyes from theirs to glance back down at their cocks. She bit her lip and leaned into Mairuk. “Fuck me, Mairuk.”

“That was all you had to say.” Mairuk knelt on the bed in the space between her spread thighs.

Their writhing shafts pulsed against her stomach and the lubricant tingled against her skin.

They wrapped one hand around her waist and lifted her further up the bed.

Mairuk’s massive lengths always filled her with a rush of trepidation.

Her insides ached, but gods, there wasn’t anything more blissful than feeling the stretch of them all day long.

They both moaned when the tips of their dual cocks slipped inside her holes.

Though they loosened her up by their fingers in the bath, nothing could quite prepare her for the sheer girth of them.

Inch by glorious inch, Mairuk pushed inside her.

Slow enough that she felt every bump and ridge as they stretched her body.

Halfway in, they paused, giving her time to acclimate.

Their olctae pulsed inside her, and every throb of Mairuk’s shafts jolted through her core from the sheer tightness of the fit.

Mairuk’s giant cocks stuffed both her holes full.

There was no room to move. In a handful of heartbeats, her body acclimated and Mairuk sunk in deeper.

They bottomed out inside her with a third of their length left.

The spongy head of their top shaft pressed against her cervix, applying a deep pressure that quickly became a favorite sensation.

“Mairuk,” Astoria panted. Every fiber of her being screamed for the rest of their lengths. More. More!

“We have you. We will give you what you need. Be patient, your body needs to stretch for us,” Mairuk cooed.

They rubbed her clit with one finger and rocked their hips back and forth, slowly sinking further inside her.

“We learned much today, our vixen. We learned what our influence does to you and all the ways we can play with your beautiful body.”

“Oh? ”

Mairuk waved their free hand, and thin green vines sprouted from the wooden bed frame.

Astoria grasped one. It tangled around her fingers, then snaked down her arm.

Soft and supple, the vines were gentle as they wrapped her arms and bound them together.

Not tight enough that she couldn’t wiggle free, but enough to keep her in place.

“Yes. We influence both your mind and body with our kiss, lubricant, spore, and magic. Our influence relaxes all your muscles, giving you just enough room to take us all the way. ”

“The vines?”