TFSAWE - Chapter 248: Savor (19+) (Patreon)

"Hah, ugh, ugh! Yes!"

As Aslan heard the moans emanating from beneath him, he closed his eyes. A contented expression, as if savoring a beautiful melody, graced his face. Despite his calm visage, his lower body was in swift motion.

With a forceful thrust of his hips, a brutally large crimson member pierced through her delicate depths without mercy.

"Oh, ah, ugh! Slowly!"

Her pleading voice, choked with emotion, would evoke sympathy in anyone, yet Aslan pretended not to hear and moved his body even faster.

"Oh, ah!"

With each movement, her cries grew louder. Aslan found immense pleasure in this voice of hers. Forsaking everything else, it was her voice alone that he felt.

He couldn't recall the exact number of days that had passed since Lina's arrival. All he could remember was the constant intertwining of their bodies. They had been driven relentlessly to the brink of ecstasy countless times.

Each time she collapsed, as if fainting, Aslan would attend to her, eagerly awaiting her recovery. Once she regained consciousness, their bodies would meld together once again. He smiled at her murmured words, "You're like a beast."

Yes, he was a beast. And he hoped she would be a beast alongside him.

In his frenzied exploration below, he halted his movements the moment he reached her deepest core. Sensing her imminent climax, her body instinctively constricted around the intruder, the pulsating sensation of imminent madness.

"Oh.!"

Drawing upon all his patience, Aslan withdrew himself from paradise. His d*ck freed from its confines, unleashed a forceful eruption of semen. In an instant, it blanketed her belly, breasts, and face.

The rough sounds of Lina's breathing subsided, and the hand that had gripped the sheets slipped and fell onto the bed. Observing this sight, Aslan realized once again that she had lost consciousness.

"Ha..."

As Aslan gently placed his fading possession upon her trembling mound, a flicker of hesitation passed through his eyes. He was not yet satisfied. Should he embrace her lost consciousness once more? In doing so, she would awaken again, likely with a glimmer of resentment in her gaze. However, that gaze would inevitably transform into ecstasy once more.

Yet, Aslan sighed and withdrew his body. He carefully nestled the dishevelled figure in his embrace, wiping away the traces of his essence that had splashed across her face. As she let out a soft whimper, Aslan gazed at her face for a moment before slowly bowing his head.

The tender kiss that had exchanged moments ago, after having engaged in a chaotic and intense lovemaking session, was an unexpected display of caution. As their breaths mingled, Lina furrowed her brow slightly, prompting a smile from Aslan.

After a while, his gaze wandered to the remnants of his touch upon her chest and abdomen. They would soon stick together if left unattended. As he reached out his hand to wipe them away, observing the mess that had befallen the bed, Aslan clicked his tongue and lifted Lina in his arms.

As he moved along, the doors opened as if by the presence of invisible servants. By the time he reached the bathroom, everything was perfectly prepared for a thorough cleanse.

Though it was referred to as a bathroom, it was a place where a grand bath awaited. Meticulously arranged tiles of various shades of blue formed intricate patterns on the floor of the bath, while delicate white and gold decorations adorned the ceiling and walls. If one were to assess its magnificence, it would be unmatched by any place on the continent.

Little did Aslan know that what he had taken care to arrange to alleviate the long periods of idleness in this world would serve a different purpose now.

With Lina embraced, Aslan walked into the expansive tub, where warm water enveloped their bodies, eliciting a soft moan from Lina's lips. Aslan cupped the warm water in his palm and poured it over the remnants of his touch on Lina's chest. After repeating the process several times, the evidence of their previous actions vanished, washed away by the water. In its wake, a display of crimson flowers emerged on her body, a testament to his bites and kisses.

Having spent a considerable amount of time bathing Lina, Aslan cradled her in his arms, taking his time to savor her presence.

"I should have prepared more," he mused.

While Aslan had never desired such offerings, those residing on the Mage's Island worshipped him as a deity and regularly sent him various items as offerings. Since he had no interest in human activities, he simply let them do as they pleased. If he had known that the items he had received back then would be used on Lina, he would have paid closer attention.

As Aslan lightly shook his hand, the space around them rippled and began to split. Soon, hundreds of pieces of jewellery cascaded down from beyond. Amidst the splashing sounds as they sank into the water, Aslan picked up the most dazzling and colossal necklace, adorned with exquisite gems, and placed it around Lina's neck.

The ruby red gem sparkled against her fair skin. As Aslan beheld it with a satisfied gaze, he retrieved another item. Gradually, Lina's body became adorned with more and more adornments. On her neck, arms, legs, and waist.

In the past, he had wondered why humans would create and wear such things, but now, he could somewhat understand the sentiment.

"But still..."

She pushed away the large gemstone that had been hanging around his neck. And there, beneath it, the crimson mark became visible again. Aislan pressed her lips against it.

Though she was beautifully adorned with such jewels, nothing was more beautiful than her unadorned self.

As they kissed and their chests heaved, once again his lower regions began to stir.

"Tsk."

Realizing this, Aislan clicked her tongue in annoyance and bit her lip. He knew all too well the reason why their union remained unfulfilled. Even at the peak of ecstasy, he had not released his essence within Lina's body.

"It won't be easy, but still..."

Right now, she was in a state of impotence. If she were to conceive under these circumstances, no one knew how quickly the demon growing within her womb would threaten her life.

"Then why?"

Concerned for Lina's well-being, Aislan questioned her own actions.

She was his female, his mate for breeding. But right now, he was not desiring offspring from her.

Aislan wiped her face with her wet hand. If she wasn't his female, what did he consider her to be?

[Drip, drip] The sound of water droplets falling from her damp hair echoed quietly in the bathroom.

Aislan's face contorted after a long moment of stillness.

Yes, she was no longer his female. She was...

"...my companion."

Unaware of the meaning this word held for the demon, she simply slept peacefully.