A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing-Chapter 629 - - Waiting to realize the truth...***

Anne's dedication was truly inspiring. Despite the schocks of pleasure rocking her own body, she managed to both ride her master's cock, and still massage his upper body.

"A— Am I, d— doing good? Master?" she asked hopefully in between pants.

Erik grinned as his hands softly stroked Anne's thighs. When she was working on his arms, he had to keep them still, but right now she was kneading his chest.

"You're doing very well, Anne," he grunted slightly in pleasure. "Your hands are magic, and your pussy is squeezing me like a vice. I'll be ready to reward you soon."

Joy sparked in Anne's eyes, but she quickly restrained herself and shook her head with a small tremble. "P— Please wait, Master…! I won't be able to finish the massage, then…"

Erik chuckled softly as his mind and body drifted on a cloud of relaxation and pleasure. "Such dedication…" he sighed gently as he closed his eyes. "Do you ever think about what the old you would think if she saw you now…?"

A blush spread across Anne's cheeks, but she didn't skip a beat in her efforts. "S— Sometimes…" she muttered softly.

"And?" he asked curiously, despite knowing the likely answer.

"She'd hate it, Master…" she admitted with a slight pout. "But— But I don't care!" she continued, becoming a little animated as her movements sped up. "Th— The old me… hngh… hated everything! S— She was never happy!" she muttered, panting and moaning along the way.

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"At least she was free, though," Erik smiled, his hands now cupping her ass as it slowly rise and fell. He knew what she was going to answer, but he liked hearing it.

"N— No, she wasn't!" Anne denied, shaking her head. "She was chained by hatred and loneliness! I may still… be chained, but… I'm happy! T— This life, it's… simple, and fi— filled with happiness! I… want to serve you forever, Master!"

Her last words were a cry, as her hands slipped and she forcefully suppressed her own orgasm.

"Focus, Anne!" Elora sighed beside them, fighting against the relaxation Nora was giving her.

"Y— Yes!" Anne instantly responded. Steeling her mind, she frowned and continued carefully, wary of her own rising pleasure.

Smiling, Erik decided not to bother her anymore. He'd heard what he wanted to hear. Despite seeing men and women as equals, he couldn't deny that he loved hearing declarations of submission like that.

Of course, it was a desire Elora had specifically nurtured in him over nearly a decade of work, but that changed nothing now.

Silence fell for a few minutes as Anne carefully finished her work. Erik felt an increasing amount of tension leaving his upper body, even as the tension in his lower one increased. It was a strange feeling.

But, eventually, the time came. "I— I'm done, Master!" Anne cried out and sagged down onto his chest, twitching with pleasure, but with no more strength in her body. "P— Please…" she muttered pleadingly, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Knowing what she wanted, Erik grinned and grabbed her ass roughly. With no desire to be gentle, he started thrusting upward rapidly. "Aaaaaah!" Anne instantly screamed as a massive orgasm rocked her body and copius fluids escaped from her cunt. "I— I love you, Master!"

"Oh?" Erik chuckled, as he harshly spanked her ass without stopping his hips. "That's a little presumptuous, don't you think?"

Anne nodded rapidly as her mind spun in circles and her body trembled wildly. "Y— Yes, yes! It is! Please punish me!" she cried out, moaning loudly, her hands gripping his sturdy chest. Her orgasm continued as Erik's cock rapidly pistoned her lower body.

Finally, Erik could no longer hold himself back either. With a grunt, he unleashed a torrent of spunk into her womb. If pregnancy between shapeshifter types wasn't unheard of, she'd certainly be expecting a baby Erik by now.

Of course, it wasn't time for such a thing yet, however unlikely, so Erik and Elorar had long since taken precautions.

As Anne felt her lower body fill up with gooey warmth, her body trembled, and her eyes fluttered. "Uuuuuhn…. t— thank you…. M— Master…" she muttered absentmindedly.

Sighing contentedly, Erik caressed her platinum blonde hair. With the tension having left his lower body as well, he now felt like a pudding of relaxation.

They stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying the post-orgasm, when Nora suddenly showed up next to them with a wide grin. "Our work is done, Master. I believe Mistress wants to spend some time truly alone with you now… Do you mind if I take Anne with me?"

Erik chuckled and glanced beside him, where Elora still enjoyed the post-massage feeling. Then, he looked back at Nora and nodded. "Sure, Nora. I'll see you girls later."

"Hehe, yes, Master," Nora answered, before hooking her hands under the limp Anne's armpits, and dragging her off Erik's meaty staff. She released him with a slurp, a moan, and a waterfall of cum. Not expecting anyone to clean him up this time, Erik immediately mobilized a bit of aetherium to clean his lower body.

Meanwhile, Nora walked away with Anne in her arms. "D— Does our God look happy…?" she muttered absentmindedly, blinking hazily, while looking up at Nora.

A somewhat crazy glint went through Nora's eyes as she nodded with an unsettling grin. "He did, Anne. You did good. But now that we've recharged our batteries with His presence, it's time to continue our work. There's a whole city out there, waiting to realize the truth…"

With a determined, yet tired frown, Anne nodded.

***

Behind them, Erik heard every word and couldn't help but sigh wearily.

"They're not letting that one go, huh…?" he asked wryly, seemingly of the ceiling.

"Hehe, don't fight it," Elora giggled from her own massage bed. "Who does it hurt?"

Erik rolled his eyes and turned to look at her. "You mean besides the handful of people they might even convince of their delusion? They will start expecting things of me that I can't deliver!"

But Elora waved her hand dismissively. "You're worrying too much, my love," she assured him with a greedy, excited smirk. "Who has ever seen a so-called God actually doing anything? You'll be a symbol, nothing more. But a symbol that will move mountains if we play our cards right…"

Erik wasn't convinced, but before he could say any more, Elora extended both her hands towards him and grinned widely. "Now, enough of that!" she demanded. "I want to enjoy the bath with my beloved husband, so carry me there! Now, mister-not-a-god!"