WIEDERGEBURT Act VII: Chapter 21

“Feinrea… you’re pregnant?” I blurted out. It was the first thing I noticed and so the first thing I said, though I immediately wanted to clamp a hand over my mouth.

With a blush now marring her face, Feinrea turned toward me. She looked older than I remembered, but not by more than a few years, making me suspect she reached the Third State of Spiritualism soon after I was sent to Gudeverdenen. Her orange-tinted red hair retained its shine and her heart-shaped face remained the same as always. About the only thing that was different was her clothing.

It was a lot more modest than I remember.

“Is that… Eryk?!” Feinrea shouted in surprise.

“Yeah. It’s me.” I rubbed the back of my head.

“Your back! I mean, I knew you had returned! Lady Fray said as much, but seeing you is so much different than being told,” Feinrea said with good cheer, though her smile was replaced by a frown not moments later. “Do you know how much trouble you caused Fay and Lin? Do you know how much they worried?”

“I can imagine it,” I said. “And I didn’t disappear because I wanted to.”

“Well… yes, I suppose you did not. Sorry. I got a little worked up.” Feinrea looked away from me as she rubbed her swollen belly.

“Um…” Fay began uncertainly. “Is… Father in?”

“Oh, yes. He’s in his study,” Feinrea said, her smile returning. “Come inside. I’ll let him know you’re here.”

***

Fay entered the house alongside Eryk, Raul, Lilac, and Sana, her mind still reeling, though probably not so much as Eryk’s must have been. She glanced at her husband out of the corner of her eye to see him staring at Feinrea’s stomach. The expression on his face said he just couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Chloe did not follow them. She had bowed, said this was a family matter that she should not get involved in, and told them to meet her at Lady Fray’s house when they were finished.

The house’s interior was quite warm. The building was made mostly of warm woods, though some sections of the wall were made of stone. A fireplace crackled merrily in the middle of the room. She and Eryk were led over to a series of couches in what Fay could only guess was a combination of living room and dining room.

“Wait right here while I get Stelys,” Feinrea told us. “I’m certain he’ll be overjoyed to see you both.”

Eryk took a seat on the couch, practically slumping as if his body had given out. Fay sat beside him. She scooted close enough that their thighs were touching, even though there was plenty of space to spread out. Raul, Lilac, and Sana sat on the chairs. She assumed they were doing that to give her and Eryk some privacy.

“I can’t believe Feinrea is pregnant,” he muttered. “She never struck me as the type… you know? That woman was practically married to her alchemy.”

“She still is married to her alchemy… but she’s learned to loosen up a lot,” Fay said. She rubbed her chin and looked at the ceiling, made from numerous wood panels supported by thick wooden beams. “It must have been seven years ago that Father and Feinrea got together. Only a year had passed since our people were displaced. Lin and I were working with Empress Hilda to find homes for our people. Yes, it was during that time that Father offered Feinrea a place to stay. She was having difficulty adjusting to life at the Alchemist Association. I don’t think she appreciated how many men were coming to her with marriage proposals. My father saw this and basically took her in. I believe he only did it to protect her at the time, but it wasn’t long before feelings blossomed between them.”

Fay could still remember how shocked she had been when she came home one day and discovered that her fellow Alchemist Grandmaster was being courted by her own father. Ever since Fay’s mother died giving birth to her, her father had refused to remarry. He hadn’t even looked at another woman despite the protests of the family’s elder council. To find him suddenly courting a woman had left her stunned.

“Well, it seems they get along,” Eryk said with a wry smile.

Fay couldn’t help but smile back. “They do. I am glad my father was able to fall in love again. He has been alone for far too long.” Her smile became resigned. “That said, I’m not certain how I feel about having a younger sibling.”

“That’s the shock talking. Once your niece or nephew is born, I’m sure you’ll become a very doting aunt.”

“Maybe.”

“Definitely.”

At that moment, a figure rushed into the living room, his breathing heavy. Stelys Valstine looked much the same as Fay remembered. His ruddy red hair only had a few gray strands. His broad shoulders, thick chest, and powerful arms strained against his red tunic. He wore thick wool pants that helped stave off the cold this far up north, though he was not wearing boots.

Fay felt overcome with emotion at seeing her father.

She stood up.

“Father—”

“Fay!”

It was unknown who hugged who first, but the moment Fay was in her father’s arms, she felt a flood of relief fill her. All that worry, all that anxiety, all that uncertain, it disappeared as she hugged her father.

During the battle of Vahn, many members of the Valstine Family had been killed helping the others evacuate. Fay had been at the very forefront of this battle, fighting to give others a chance to escape, and so she hadn’t been able to ensure her father’s survival. She’d gone with Lin and taken all the survivors she could save, then traveled toward the Endless Desert. She had done her best not to worry. There wasn’t anything she could do at the time, but that little kernel of fear that her father died during the attack had plagued her this entire time.

“Oh, Fay. I’m so happy to see you’re safe,” her father said. He sounded like he was choking back tears. “I have been so worried for you this whole time.”

“Me too. I’ve been worrying about you ever since Vahn was invaded,” Fay said.

Fay did not know how long they had remained this way, but a few awkward coughs made her remember that she had an audience. She turned a startled gaze on Lilac and Sana. Her two apprentices were looking away as though to give her privacy.

Her cheeks grew warm. She felt a little shameful for showing so much emotion.

As though he could sense her embarrassment, Eryk stood up and made his way over. He smiled at her father and held out his hand.

“Stelys, it’s good to see you again.”

“Eryk.” Her father clasped his hand in a firm shake. “Lady Fray told us all you were alive and that you’d been sent to another realm. I hadn’t believed it at the time… but I’m glad she was right. My daughter has been worried sick for you.”

“I know,” Eryk said. “I’m aware of how much trouble I’ve caused her.”

“I suppose you would,” her father said, blowing out a slow breath. “If you were anyone else, I would have lectured you about taking better care of my daughter, but I understand circumstances at the time forced your hand. Still… I hope you won’t do anything to make my little girl cry ever again.”

“I’m certainly going to do my best,” Eryk promised.

“Father, there’s so much I’d like to talk about now that we’re together,” Fay said. “Why don’t we all sit down?”

They all agreed to Fay’s suggestion. As they sat once more, Fay immediately noticed how close Feinrea and her father were sitting. Eryk did too. However, while Fay was already accustomed to their closeness, Eryk was not, and he kept giving them funny looks like he couldn’t understand how this had happened.

They spoke for a long while. Fay introduced Lilac and Sana as Raul’s girlfriends, which earned her son a fierce congratulations from and a far more polite one from Feinrea. While her two apprentices were a bit embarrassed, they both thanked them for the warm felicitations, as did her son. She also told her father about everything that happened after the invasion of Vahn. Her father listened with a calm expression, though Feinrea looked quite feint during some of the more harrowing moments of her story.

“That is quite the tale,” her father said after she finished. “I’m very proud of how strong you have become. It sounds like you’ve grown even more since last we saw each other.”

“I have… though not as much as Eryk,” Fay said with a glance at her husband. Eryk was holding her hand and silently allowing her this time with her father. He seemed perfectly content to just listen.

“So I’ve heard,” Stelys said, turning his gaze to Eryk. “I would love to hear about your time in Gudeverdenen. Lady Fray didn’t tell us much, saying it was your story to tell. I’m sure you’ve already told several people since coming back, but would you mind telling it again?”

“Not at all, though it’s a bit of a long story, so perhaps we should make some refreshments,” Eryk suggested.

“Oh. I am so sorry. I was so excited to see you and Fay had returned that I forgot to offer drinks.” Feinrea stood up. “Let me go make some tea for—”

“There’s no way I could let you do that.” Her father stood up, placed his hands on her shoulders, and pushed her back onto the chair. “You’re pregnant. Leave making tea to me.”

“If you are certain.”

Feinrea looked like she wasn’t sure letting him make the tea was a good idea, but her father was adamant that everything would be fine. Fay didn’t want to say she’d gotten a chill up her spine, but it was hard to describe how she felt as she watched her father wander over to the stove, put an iron kettle on the stove top, and begin steeping some tea.

“Can Father make tea?” asked Fay, wondering if she sounded at worried as she felt.

“I heard that,” her father said. Fay jumped, but her father didn’t turn around to say anything, leaving the smiling Feinrea to speak for him.

“He had some trouble at first, but he’s become very adept at making tea. He can also cook.”

“Really?” Fay blinked.

As a former noble, her father had always possessed servants who cooked for him. Their old butler, Bertrand, had worked alongside many scullery maids and chefs to make them the finest cuisine. Given that he’d never cooked a day in his life, she had a hard time believing her father could cook.

“Yes, he’s become very good at cooking,” Feinrea said.

“I can at least follow a recipe,” her father added.

The tea was done steeping, and so her father grabbed a tray, some teacups, and the jars containing sugar and cream, then came over and went about serving them all. He served Feinrea first, of course. Fay didn’t fail to notice that. It seemed he knew her tastes well, for he gave the woman exactly two scoops of sugar and a small bit of cream. He served her and Eryk next before finally serving Raul, Lilac, and Sana.

“By the way, you two, I’ve been meaning to ask how you fell in love with my grandson here?” her father asked.

That question couldn’t have come at a better time—or was that a worse time. Lilac had just taken a sip of her tea, and that question made her spew out everything she’d been about to swallow right in Sana’s face. The look on the albino’s face when this happened was so priceless that Fay couldn’t stop herself from doing what she did next even if she wanted to.

She laughed. Hard. Poor Sana would never forget the day her own master laughed at her.

***

Day turned into evening. Father had asked them if they could spend the night. Fay knew they should have technically left because they would have work tomorrow, but she asked Eryk if they could stay. Of course he said yes. He hadn’t even taken a second to ponder it before smiling and saying he’d love to.

That had warmed her heart.

They had even a feast that evening prepared by Father and Eryk, who had oddly worked together to create a meal that was actually pretty good. Fay already knew her husband could cook. They had traveled together for a long time, and Eryk hated eating rations, so he always helped cook their meals. Her father’s ability to cook was still shocking even if Feinrea told her that he could.

Father had made a minestrone soup. It had been incredibly thick and filled with all kinds of vegetables. There had also been a grain called rice, which wasn’t something that grew in Nevaria. Rice only grew in certain areas within the Northern Plains… and apparently it could grow here too. There was something like a natural underground rice field close to the base for one of those mountain’s. The rice here tasted different from the rice she had tried in the Northern Plains. It was hardier. But it paired well with the thickness of the soup.

“I know. Why don’t you two try out the hot springs?” Feinrea suggested after dinner. “There are hot springs about a kilometer away from here at the base of a small mountain. It’s very secluded, so not many people know of it.”

“That sounds relaxing.” Eryk looked at Fay with a question in his eyes.

She couldn’t help but smile wanly at the expression. “We can check it out.”

Eryk’s eyes brightened as he turned to Raul. “What are you three going to do?”

“I think we’re gonna stay here for awhile longer, then turn in for the night,” Raul said.

“Awww. I wanted to talk with Lady Feinrea about alchemy,” Lilac complained.

“Don’t you talk alchemy enough with your master?” asked Feinrea with an arched eyebrow.

“Yeah… but, Mistress Fay always tells us that it’s important to get ideas from many different sources.”

Sana nodded along with Lilac’s words, and even Fay was nodding. She had said that. A lot of her original alchemy pills were items she had created only after speaking with either Catherine or Feinrea. Getting different opinions, views, and knowledge helped bolster a person’s ability to produce results.

“Well, I suppose we could talk some,” Feinrea said at last.

“Thank you!” Sana and Lilac said at the same time.

“Are you okay with that?” Feinrea asked Fay.

She shrugged. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Since it was getting late, Father grabbed towels for her and Eryk, then gave them directions to the hot spring. It was a natural spring located near the foot of a small mountain. Getting there to a few minutes of walking, but she and Eryk didn’t mind. They spent most of the time talking.

“I still can’t believe Feinrea is seven months pregnant,” Eryk was saying.

“I had not expected it either,” Fay admitted. “But I am happy for them.”

“Me too,” Eryk said.

After a few minutes of traveling, the cold air began to feel muggy, and when they parted a few more branches to proceed forward, she and Eryk found themselves standing in front of a natural hot spring. A rock formation had formed around the spring, keeping the water from being expelled. Steam rose from the surface. A backdrop of mountain and trees created an idyllic scene that made Fay feel relaxed. This was nature at its finest.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s get in,” Eryk said, removing his boots, socks, and then his pants. Fay’s mouth went dry when he tossed his shirt aside, revealing the wide muscles of his back and broad chest. His skin was very fair and his face retained a feminine aesthetic, but his body was definitely masculine.

Fay found the contrast mouth watering.

“Fay?” Eryk said with an amused smile.

“Ah. Erm. Yes?” asked Fay, snapping out of her stupor.

“You can ogle me later. Hurry up and get undressed.”

“Oh… right.”

Fay could actually feel the heat spread across her cheeks, chin, and even down to her chest. She tried to ignore her own embarrassment as she removed her boots, socks, then shimmied out of her pants. Eryk’s eyes hungry eyes on her made Fay distinctly aware of her own state as she undressed. Was he doing that on purpose? She felt her breathing grow hot as she removed her shirt, undid her breast bindings, and set her folded clothes onto a rock next to Eryk’s.

“You ready to get in?” asked Eryk as he took her hands and walked backward toward the hot spring. “Come on.”

“You’re being awfully impatient,” Fay said, though it didn’t sound like a complaint even to her own ears. She sounded eager.

“And you’re not?” asked Eryk with a laugh that sounded young and boyish. “How long has it been since we’ve been able to relax in a hot spring together?”

“Too long,” Fay admitted.

Eryk was the first one to step in, the water splashing around his legs. Fay followed, though she was a bit more cautious, first dipping her toe in to check the temperature. It technically didn’t matter anymore. She could not be affected by hot water. It was just a habit from doing this for so long.

Fay sank into the water until it was up to her chin. This hot spring only went up to about her belly button, which of course meant she needed to sit to become fully submerged. She leaned against the rock wall, smoothed from constant but gentle pressure of the hot spring’s water. Eryk followed her example. He sat next to her and leaned back.

“This is so so nice. It really has been way too long since I’ve been to a hot spring,” he said.

“Did they not have hot springs on Gudeverdenen?” Fay asked curiously.

“They do.” He shook his head and smiled wryly. “But I never got to try one. I was always so busy fighting for my life or learning how to wield concepts. There simply wasn’t any time to relax.”

“I understand,” Fay said softly as she closed her eyes. “I was not able to do much relaxing during the eight years you were away either. We were always dealing with one crisis after another. The Sekbeist had begun attacking in earnest, our forces were faced against an army of millions of not billions, and then the Sekbeist Lords came. We haven’t had a moment’s rest.”

“We’ve all been through some tough times.”

“Yes.”

Eryk reached over and pulled Fay into his embrace. She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder. The warmth from the pool lapped at her breasts. The heat from Eryk complimented the hot spring. His shoulder felt so nice. It was firm and comforting. Solid. This was a shoulder she could lean on during times of trouble.

“You know, Fay, since it’s just the two of us, I was thinking we should take this opportunity to spend a little time as husband and wife together,” Eryk said in a voice that was both warm and hungry.

Fay felt her entire body go into overdrive at those words. Heat pooled between her loins, spreading across her crotch and even her chest and stomach. They had been very busy recently, which meant there hadn’t been much time for them to have sex or do things normal married couples did. Fay and Eryk’s other wives had snuck in what time they could, when they could, but even Fay would admit that it wasn’t enough.

She wanted more.

“Let’s wait until after we get out of the hot spring,” Fay said with a blush. “Other people use this, so father said, and I don’t want to, um, dirty the spring like that.”

“I understand.” Eryk chuckled and rubbed her arm. “It’s too bad though. I was really looking forward to having hot spring sex with you.”

Fay’s entire body felt flushed at his words as she imagined what that would be like. She pictured herself bent over the rocky lip, her hips raised into the air, ass cheeks spread apart as Eryk plunged his thick cock in her pussy—or even better yet, her ass. Her quim quivered at the idea of him taking her in the butt while fingering her pussy.

“Don’t… tempt me,” Fay muttered with a bitter moan. By the nine realms, his idea sounded so pleasant.

“Sorry. I wasn’t trying to,” he said with a grin.

“Liar.” Fay gave him an amused smile. “I know you were hoping I would give in.”

Eryk looked away and whistled innocently, making Fay giggle as she rested her head back on his shoulder and let the lolling warmth drive away her fatigue. She loved being able to speak with Eryk like this again. It was something she felt she had taken for granted. Fay always knew she loved Eryk, but it was only after he had been taken away that she realized how much he meant to her. A hole had opened inside of her heart when he vanished, a void that could not be filled.

They remained in the hot spring until the stars came out. The dusky day turned into night. Eryk and Fay used the towel to wipe away most of the moisture, but they used the fire element to evaporate the rest. Some might question why they didn’t just use the fire element to dry off. Doing so would have left the minerals from the hot spring on their skin, which would cause irritation if they didn’t clean off.

Once they had gotten dressed, the two returned home to find Father and Feinrea still awake and sitting together on the sofa.

“How was it?” asked Feinrea when she saw them.

Fay and Eryk both had a healthy red flush on their skin that hadn’t faded after leaving the hot spring. She could only imagine what she looked like to the pair.

“It was nice,” Eryk said for them both. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to relax.

Her husband hadn’t bothered to recreate his arm right now, so there was a stump where his arm used to be. She asked him on the way home why he hadn’t. He said he just didn’t want to bother when it was going to disappear after he went to sleep.

They wandered over to the couches and sat down next to Father and Feinrea. Eryk must have been feeling cuddly because he pulled her into his embrace the moment they touched the couch. Fay was a little embarrassed to be seen like this in front of her father, but it faded quickly. Eryk had always been like this back then. He didn’t seem to have a shamed bone in his body.

“What are your plans now?” asked Father.

“I’m… not sure.” Fay glanced at her man. “Eryk?”

“We will have to speak with Fray soon and create a plan to deal with the Sekbeist,” Eryk said. “I’m not sure how we’re going to deal with them, but we can’t let them continue running amok.”

“That goes without saying, though I’m not sure what we can do.” Father sighed as he leaned back and stroked the back of Feinrea’s hand with his thumb. “It’s taken everything we have just to stay alive. If it wasn’t for Lady Fray finding us when she did…”

Fay grimaced when she understood what he meant. Father and the others would have died if not for Lady Fray’s timely arrival. She and Kari were very fortunate. Their parents were saved by virtue of Lady Fray arriving at just the right time.

Eryk and Fay spoke some more with Father and Feinrea, but they eventually decided to turn in for the night. Their bedroom was located further away than the others. Feinrea must have known what they were planning and decided to spare Father the noise.

“Any particular reason you’re blushing this time?”

“J-just thinking about something awkward.”

“That so…? I guess you’re thinking about the reason Feinrea put us further away from the others’ bedrooms, even though this house as several.”

Eryk really did know her too well. To avoid his knowing gaze, she looked around the sparsely furnished room, with its mahogany panels and vaulted ceiling. She suspected the walls were made of stone and the panels were just decoration to grant the interior a warmer tone.

Fay was sitting on the bed, her bare feet resting against the soft rug, digging her toes into the thick wool. The floor was made of stone. The rug was located underneath the bed and spread out across the room, extending for about five square meters.

She had already changed into her night clothes. Her soft underwear and negligee were a dark red that matched her hair. The top was semi-translucent, so when Fay looked down, she could see her inverted nipples visible against the fabric.

Eryk sat down beside her, placed a hand under her chin, and tilted her head his way. He leaned down and claimed her lips in a kiss. Fay could not keep herself quiet and moaned into his mouth. She tilted her head to kiss him better. She wanted more access to his soft lips.

“I love you, Fay,” Eryk said before he kissed her again.

Fay felt her already warm body grow even hotter as the kiss became passionate. Eryk’s tongue slipped inside of her mouth. Her legs would have turned to jelly if she was standing.

Before she knew what was happening, Eryk placed his hand on her inner thigh and pulled her legs apart, letting her right leg rest on his. She couldn’t say anything because he was still kissing her. The warmth of his hand against her stomach sent tingles through her body, and she shuddered as he left a searing trail down her belly before his hand slipped inside of her panties and rubbed her quim.

Her hips bucked ever so slightly at the sensation. Eryk’s soft fingers trailed across her lips. Then he took just one finger against her pussy and began sawing it back and forth. Her breathing turned into heavy pants as he worked out her clit and began rubbing it, causing her lips to grow puffy and her insides to throb.

“Mmmm! Hmmmm! Hrrrrnnnn!”

The sound of their smacking lips accompanied Fay’s moaning. Because she didn’t want to be the only one experiencing pleasure, she undid the drawstring of his trousers and fished out his cock, already hard and thick and hot. It throbbed in her hand. She moaned even louder as she imagined this thing penetrating her, but first she wanted to please him.

Fay stopped kissing him long enough to lean over and drool on his cockhead, covering it in saliva. While Eryk waited long enough to let her, he had no intention of letting her go either, and it wasn’t long before he pulled her back into a kiss. Fay wasn’t about to complain. She kissed him back with just as much passion. At the same time, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began pumping.

“Mmm! Hhhnnn! Hhhhmmm!”

Fay could feel her ending coming. She was already so close. Her body was on fire, her pussy was quivering, and Eryk had inserted two fingers and was steadily pumping them inside of her as he massaged her pearl with his thumb. He was simply too good at what he did.

She came hard.

As her orgasm washed over her, Fay felt something splash against her own hand. When she came to, it was to discover that she was lying on her back, with Eryk leaning over her, placing kisses on her chest. She gasped as one of her hidden nipples popped out of the folds covering it. Lightning raced through her body as he swirled his tongue around it and bit her nipple, electric pleasure that sent thrills through her. Then he trailed kisses across the valley of her breasts and did the same with her other nipple.

“Eryk! Oh, Eryk! That feels… so good! I l-love how you… haaaa… ahhhh… I love how… attentive you are… to my breasts…”

“Mmm. Well, I love your breasts. One of my greatest pleasures is playing with these hidden treasures.”

“I-it is. That’s—ooh!”

Fay jerked and entwined her fingers through Eryk’s hair as he bit down on her other nipple. Pleasure raced through her body like nothing else.

Perhaps it was the result of her nipples being inverted, but they were a lot more sensitive than any of the other women in Eryk’s harem. She and the others would often share their experiences. While Fay was mostly quiet, she had learned how the others felt when they had sex with Eryk.

Eryk eventually stood back up. Fay only realized now that she was lying perpendicular across the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. He spread her legs apart and lined himself up with her entrance. She shivered when he rubbed his cock against her pussy. She wanted to tell him to just stick it inside of her, but even after so many years, she was too embarrassed to do that on her own volition.

“Tell me what you want,” Eryk demanded.

“I want… you to stick… it in,” Fay said.

“Stick what in?” asked Eryk.

“Your… dick.”

“Hmmm. Good enough.”

Fay was somewhat glad Eryk wasn’t teasing her anymore, but she was also a little disappointed. This was kind of like their roleplay. He would ask her what she wanted, and she would tell him in that soft, embarrassed voice of hers, until he became more demanding, forcing her to tell him what she wanted in a loud voice. Maybe he was being conscientious of her father. She didn’t know.

Eryk pushed himself inside of her, slowly, gently, and Fay breathed out when she felt herself being stretched. He stopped after fully sheathing himself inside of her.

“Eryk… I want a kiss…”

“I was just thinking I wanted the same thing.”

Eryk leaned down and kissed her. It was tender and filled with love. Fay wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, until her stiff and puffy nipples were pressed against his chest.

Then he began moving.

The feeling of Eryk rocking his hips against her felt indescribably pleasing. She couldn’t come up with the words. He was inside of her, filling her, connected to her. His presence, his scent, his essence was surrounding her, addling her mind and making her hungry for him. But she didn’t want the hard fucking Kari sometimes loved. What Fay wanted was gentle love making.

“Eryk… oh, Eryk. I’m going to cum. I can feel it. I can… ahhh… haaaa… I can feel… my insides quivering.”

“Then. Go ahead. And cum,” Eryk said in between soft grunts.

He leaned down and pressed his face to her neck. She felt his hot breath on her skin, his lips searing her flesh, branding her as his. The very thought caused her entire body to tighten up. It felt like stars were exploding behind her eyes. Pleasure washed over her, creating a pleasant heat as that made her entire body feel like it had lost all its strength.

Eryk began kissing her face, making Fay jerk back to reality. She realized from the way Eryk was rocking his hips that he hadn’t cum yet. That made her feel bad. He just smiled, however, and leaned back.

“Turn over,” Eryk said.

Fay flushed as she realized what he wanted, but she turned around, until she was lying on her stomach. Now her butt was being presented to him. Fay knew Eryk liked her butt. He had once confided during their post-sex cuddling that he found her butt and inverted nipples sexy.

“Spread your legs,” Eryk continued.

If her face could have gotten redder, it would have. She spread her legs apart. She could practically feel Eryk’s eyes on her butt and pussy. Juices were trickling down her inner thigh, which she suddenly noticed perhaps because of how sensitive she now felt.

Eryk rubbed his shaft against her pussy, drenching it in even more of her juices, then spread her buttcheeks apart and placed the tip against her hole. Fay braced herself as he pushed his way inside. The intrusion felt far different than when he was having sex with her the normal way. It didn’t feel good at first, but it was amazing once he got going.

“You ready?” asked Eryk as he massaged butt.

“Y-yes. Make me… feel good, Eryk.”

“As you wish.”

Eryk began rocking his hips, and Fay’s body quickly felt like it was thrumming with life. Her hips shook in time to his thrusts. Sweat glistened down her body and dripped onto the bed as she moaned, grunted, and gasped between her closed lips. She was trying not to moan, but it was so hard.

It became even harder when Eryk leaned down and cupped her dripping sex. Fay couldn’t quite contain her scream when he started rubbing her pulsing clit, rolling it between his fingers, rubbing it with his thumb. When he inserted a finger inside of her, then added a second one, her mind felt like it was going to break. It was intense. Too intense. How could anyone deal with something that felt so good and not shut down?

Her third orgasm of the night hit.

Eryk wasn’t done. He lifted one hand under her knee, turned her onto her side, and switched from her butt to her pussy. Her sex welcomed him. His hot cock pulsed as he thrust it inside of her, his hand still lifting her leg.

This new position was… intense. Her mind felt overwhelmed. It was like his cock was touching places it hadn’t before. She could hardly stand it, and she no longer had it in her to silence her voice. She moaned and cried out his name and screamed passionately.

“Eryk! That feels—ahn! Ah! It feels so good! K-keep going! Keep it up! Mngggh!”

Fay thought she had died and gone to heaven when Eyrk began licking her heel. He trailed his tongue across the sole of her foot, then licked the arch, before reaching her toes. She wanted to tell him to stop, that it was way too much. Instead, she goaded him on, her mind lost in a haze of lust.

“Yes! Eryk. Suck on them! Suck on my toes! It’s so dirty! So hot! I… I’m going to—”

Her fourth orgasm hit her hard. She wondered if that was because of how sensitive her toes were, but the thought was lost to the haze of pleasure.

When she came to, they were in a new position. She was lying on her back, and Eryk was thrusting into her like before. Her insides felt hypersensitive, which might explain why she came again. Was he using the lightning element to stimulate her nerves? The thought passed through her mind as she wrapped her legs around Eryk as he pumped her pussy full of his seed.

“Haaa… haaaa…”

Eryk was gasping above her, body drenched in sweat, long hair matted to his forehead. She thought he looked sexy like this.

“Eryk… I want… you to keep making me feel good.”

“Yes… ma’am.”

They did several more positions. Fay’s favorite was the cowgirl position. She enjoyed using her own muscles to ride Eryk to another orgasm. She had even gotten bolder and pressed her feet against his face, demanding he lick them as she rode him.

There were many more positions she wanted to try, but Fay quickly found her body giving way to exhaustion. She found her sweaty body snuggling with an equally sweaty Eryk. The scent of their combined sweat and juices filled the air, but she didn’t mind. She liked this scent, which was the result of the passion love and strong bond they shared.

“Get some sleep,” Eryk said as he stroked her hair. “I’ll have to introduce you to Fray tomorrow.”

“Kay…” Fay sighed, not really paying attention as her body became completely relaxed. It wasn’t long before she fell asleep within the embrace of her beloved husband.