Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin-Chapter 117

Warning – Mature Content

"So...?" I ask, finally finding the opportunity to inquire him, alone at last after my discovery, going with the flow of things as they seemed necessary, from facing possible enemies to getting the deal we were looking for, plus worrying about the possible outcome of going in this mysterious and dangerous Ghost City.

"Hm...? So what?" Ethan murmurs, relaxed in the water with me in his arms, sleepy and comfy which made him drag his words a little, clearly slowing down for the day.

"About that bite..." I start, unsure how to be polity about this, so I stop trying: "Why did you bite me? Is that a condition? Do all demons have that? How often do you need to bite? Is it a kind of feeding or marking? Is that why you went with that fox lady?"

"Wow wow, hey there, one question at a time my curious Seraph!" He says jokily, but I cannot help to want to learn and understand, never being a fan of being kept in the dark, and studying so much all the time it is hard for me to find myself in situations like this, and to be fair I have never had much contact or books about demons in the first place, curious about them for my own reasons but their isolation and the human hatred of them for years made any information on the species scarce and sparse, almost inexistent, much less in detail.

But not anymore, reclusive and numerous as they were, I finally got to have one to tell me everything, so how could I not be excited?

"Is... feeding in a way, I have to eat food but my... demon nature costs a lot to maintain, that’s why I need to sustain with other people’s energy."

"I see... how often?" So is actually energy not necessarily blood he is taking...

"It depends on how much energy I use I supposed... but every two months or so."

That often and I have never noticed? That’s why he was often out and about, to hide this part of his nature.

"Next time you feel the need, come look for me first." I say before even realizing, the mere thought of him biting another’s neck bothering me.

"Haha, of course my King." He says, brushing his hand against my back and coming up to the back of my neck.

Brushing off so easily something that must have worried him so much, his expression of pain and need from when he fed off me coming to mind, his words of holding back being the tip of what he must have felt over the years, all the emotions that he held back and showed off in his eyes at that moment when he let go, when I allowed him to let go, somewhat bother me and for some reason I felt the need to talk out, about myself, about him, I just... did not like to have any gap between us, especially one that affected him this much, one he may try to hide so I don’t worry about him, but worrying I still am.

"... I may not help not showing my emotions."

"Uhm."

"Nor being distant and cold and selfish."

"Uhum."

"But I would never betray you if you trust me so." He does not answer then, making me move away from his arms to have a better look at his face, and his expression is as hard to decipher as his gaze, deep with a mix of curiosity and intensity that gave it a glint of red.

"The question is, can I ask you to do the same? To never, ever betray me? To betray my trust? To be truly there when I need you? To share this path as companions?"

At that point his hands are already on my shoulders and his piercing gaze on mine, and in a rare moment I found it hard to hold my gaze on his, but still I do, out of habit locking my emotions and expressions down to wear the cold mask that has already rooted itself on my face.

"Of course I promise to never betray you, no matter what happens know that I will always have your well being in mind, why would you ever think otherwise?"

"Is just that... trusting is hard for me..." I start, frowning with the strange exercise of opening up, very resistant to doing so, but still wanting to for some reason, still wanting to trust him with all my might.

I don’t need to say anything anymore for Ethan as he inverts our positions and soon I find myself with the back against the rock edge, partially underwater with Ethan’s hot body over mine to contrast with the freezing temperature, a mix that I find quite delightful.

"Then let me help take those doubts away, I will hammer in this stubborn brain of yours how much I love you as many times as you need me to."

Things heat very quickly after that, with his body pressing against mine just in the right places, his hands covering mine, warm against cold, and his eyes hungrily taking in the vision of me in my inner white robes that did little to cover me, wet and see through as they were at that point, leaving my shameful parts almost exposed, warped around like a present.

But they don’t stay put for long as his roaming hands find their way inside, warping around my chest and belly as I hold my breath, intrusive and demanding.

His hands do not leave my skin as he starts tracing down, the texture of my skin engraved at the tip of his fingertips, itching my body up and making the muscles shudder under his smooth caress especially when he reaches my belly right over the sensitive skin that leads to my member down below, going up and down with his fingers and yet not going down enough to give me any satisfaction, the teasing devil.

"Dear Goodness, the things I want to do with you..." Not holding back anymore he lets part of his horns poke over his head, eyes crimson and intense as he goes down to kiss me, tasting me and enjoying doing so.

Leaving us both with swollen lips he pulls my hips up and moves my back, cupping the curve of my ass and slightly spreading me as I hug him with my legs and go back to kissing the hell out of him, enjoying his fiery skin lighting up with my own touch.

Knowing that was I that was getting him so worked up, that it was my body that is having this effect on him, of having him so close to losing control, makes me warm inside.

Brushing against each other, sharing heat like this, is no surprise that we both get hard from our little mischievousness, and yet even with our increasing intimacy I still jump in surprise when his groping hand touches there.

"How I want to savage you here..." His velvet voice sounds way too close to my ear as he probes my entrance a little, the tip of the finger rubbing in with the cold water easing the way. "Open you up all the way, hammer you down until you are swollen and wet..."

I swallow dry at this little devil’s words and the slow treatment he is giving to my hole, making me very aware of his finger movements and just how much in he is.

I try to hold back my voice, but is foolish to try to keep any dignified façade in this position, and still I do, and as much as I try to keep my response to a minimum the more it seems to have the opposite effect, pushing the little devil into trying to get any reaction out of me.

"Ah, I will enjoy crushing that cold face out of you and see the real you beneath, to see you all, panting and wriggling under my touch..." His words set my body on fire as much as his moves, and to my surprise, as he stretches and tests my sensitive spot inside he positions us upwards, putting part of my body above the water and on the edge.

"Land me your hand Seraph, otherwise I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to hold myself back any longer, and I don’t want to take you like this, I want to take you in the bed, nice and slow, and wreck you into a moaning mess... be damn this mission, having to hold back after all this time-" Ethan starts losing a little bit of sense too, speaking to himself at times, holding back for the sake of this mission and the road ahead of us the next day, but still the promises he makes while touching sensitive places, makes me frightfully eager for them.

So I do not notice that he is guiding my hand until I have it around his shaft, and such intimacy, of touching his member while it stays hard and sharp, knowing that he is excited and eager to this extend because of me, makes me shudder.

But then he makes me hold tight, but not only that he starts moving his hips in and out of my palm together with his finger behind me, and every thrust of his shaft would have his finger tease my sweet spot, and in a sense it makes me feel that it was his dick that was inside me, moving and touching and feeling, and as he added another finger and added speed and strength, it is almost as if we were doing the real thing, and yet in a wicked way it is worst for it makes me imagine just how it would feel much better if the real member was inside, much thicker and warmer, and the mere thought increases the tension and hotness of the act.

With my nose resting on the crook of his neck, my lungs filled with his masculine wooden smell, with the splurging and squishing sounds joining my increasingly escaping moans mixed with his grunts and growls as he increases his thrusts, chasing the sensation and building pressure, a hot pool of lava boiling in my lower belly, and yet once he closes my hand tighter around his member, his own hand covering mine and increasing the contact with his sensitive skin and the rubbing texture, at some point adding my dick to the mix as we stroke each other together, chasing the pleasure and escalating until we cannot hold back anymore.

I can feel him come under my palm, how his member swollen and heats up to the point of bursting out, and what makes me come with him next is not simply the act we were engaged to that point, not how he massacred my sweet spot behind me as much as possible making me gapping and feeling empty with only his fingers, but the vision of him coming right in front of me, his muscles spasms and his sweet grunts, eyes red with lust staring me the whole way down, making my heart drum to the beat of his as my head to fall back with my spine arcing as we come together, the water carrying away our essences as we lump back down on each other’s arms, patting and sweaty and yet with a silly smile of satisfaction on our lips.

"I guess we will need to take another bath." He says jokily, making me hit him in the shoulder as we calm our breaths together, not wanting to part and, I dare say, wanting more.

But we still had a mission to complete... and I could not be looking more forward to ending it sooner than now.