The Sword Saint’s Second Life As a Fox Girl

5-67 Well-earned II (R-18)

Time ebbed and flowed in the room. It passed quickly in some moments but in other moments, it dragged out perpetually, or at least that was how it felt for Lyra. The undulating pleasure was simply too much for her. She thought she had already experienced the best that her lover could give. She was wrong. Her lover had more to offer. Before, her lover’s touch and embrace were magical. But now, it was… exquisite, utterly divine. 

“W-wait…” Lyra pleaded with bated breaths. The tears that welled from pleasure had glazed her eyes. She could barely see a thing and that only made her more sensitive to the touch.

“No,” Erin answered resolutely and mischievously with a big grin on her lust-glazed expression. She was on top of Lyra. From behind, she nibbled incessantly across her lover’s neck and shoulders while her hands went to her lover’s humble mounds and overflowing honeypot.

“P-please…!” Lyra begged, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her hands gripping deep into the sheets as if she was hanging to her dear life… or rather, her sanity. With every surge of pleasure, she felt her sanity slipping away. “I have already cummed too many times… Please… let me rest.”

“No,” Erin whistled the answer into Lyra’s ears. She even licked them, a few laps on each side.

Lyra jolted and shuddered. She didn’t expect to have her ears stimulated directly, perhaps she should have. Caught off guard, the pleasure was immense. She even came, though, at this point, she had cummed too many times to elicit a big response.

Erin saw the lack of reaction. She was discontent. She wanted to see more. She sank her teeth into her lover’s flesh. It was less than a vampire’s bite but more than just a lover’s bite. Moreover, she didn’t know when or how it happened but she knew it, she had grown a pair of fangs like that of canines.

Normally, this would have made Lyra wince in pain. However, under the influence of Erin’s Lust, she squealed in ecstasy instead. She jolted once more and arched her body backwards. If Erin wasn’t on top of her, she wagered she would have floundered right off the bed.

Erin held Lyra down and continued leaving her marks all over her lover. There were already love marks covering Lyra’s body but these ones represented something deeper and more raw. Similar to before, Lyra was forced to climax with each mark Erin left on her. After practically covering nearly every inch of her lover’s back, Erin flipped Lyra over and they were now facing each other face to face.

Lyra was in an absolutely dishevelled state. Fluids of many sorts covered her body. Her eyes were unfocused, staring up and beyond as if wanting to roll into the back of her head. There was a smile hanging droopily on her face, tinged with lust and rapture.

Erin chuckled at her handiwork and scooped Lyra into her arms. She held her close and gently, her tails wrapping the two of them together in a near similar fashion of a cocoon. In the embrace, Erin pecked on Lyra’s face before planting her lips onto Lyra’s. She shared a deep, passionate, and yet, gentle kiss with her lover. Lyra responded in kind despite being only half-conscious. Her body was responding to Erin’s passion and touch.

The tender exchange lasted for some time. Time seemingly came to a standstill. Lyra regained her consciousness halfway and she returned the gesture with her own deep and gentle passion. The storm of lustful clash from before seemed almost like an illusion. Had it not been for the disorderly state of the bed, one might even think they were just having a light exchange of love, nothing more.

“Erin…” Lyra gasped when their lips finally parted from one another.

“Lyra…” It was Erin’s turn to have her eyes glazed with tears of pleasure.

“I love you… I truly do.”

“I love you too, Lyra. I love you so much.”

For some reason, Lyra pouted and buried her face in Erin’s bosom. “Liar,” she said.

Erin frowned. “I’m not lying.”

“You have been very intimate with Aedan lately, more so than you had with me or anyone else.”

Erin’s frown was turned upside down once she understood Lyra’s mind. “Nonsense. I love you all equally.”

“Do you? You seemed extremely delighted when you were getting… fucked by him. Is that why you liked him more? Is it because he has a cock and I don’t?”

Erin smiled wryly. “Is this what it’s all about? You’re jealous of him being a man?”

“How can I not be? You have never once shown that kind of rapturous face when you’re… with me.”

Erin sighed. “In that case, do you want to be on top this time?”

Lyra shook her head. “It’s pointless. I’ll never make you feel as good as he could.”

Erin cupped Lyra’s face and raised it to meet her eyes. “Lyra, I want you to make me feel good. Forget about him. Just do what you want and what you can. This is not a competition. I won’t love you any less.”

“You’re awful at consoling someone, Erin.”

“I tried my best. What about you, Lyra? Do you want to try your best?” Asking so, Erin parted from their embrace and laid herself on the bed with her limbs sprawled, inviting Lyra to dine on her.

Lyra stared. Just a few months ago, she was the master. She was the one with the upper hand in their relationship but now, she felt like the student here, the amateur. She knew she shouldn’t see it this way but she couldn’t help it. Even with Erin surrendering herself to her, she couldn’t move. She didn’t know what to do. She knew what she could do but she doubted it would be effective.

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

It was just a simple question of curiosity and concern. Be that as it might, Lyra conceived it in a different way. A taunt, she heard. She snarled and pounced on Erin. It was not a playful nor a gentle approach. It was a reckless one. She even poured all her weight into Erin. Thankfully, Erin was enhanced by her Lust state. She could easily lift the whole bed with one hand. Therefore, Lyra was barely heavy enough for her to even feel her weight.

Erin gasped in delight as hands grasped her ample mounds firmly and passionately, almost passionately. One teat was pinched by fingers while the other by teeth. The shock went through her body, igniting her senses. Erin squealed like she had made Lyra squealed just before. “Yes~!” she cried. “Just like that. More~!”

A grin spread across Lyra’s face. Finally, it was her turn to mess her lover up. She had been looking forward to it. She went down, tracing her fingers and tongue slowly across her lover’s body, making each touch count. She elicited a drawn-out moan from Erin as she approached her lover’s awaiting doors to her womanly cavern.

The entrance was overflowing. It was wetter than Lyra could have imagined. Erin wasn’t lying. She had been craving her touch just as much as he had been craving to touch her. Lyra was over the clouds. This was what she had wanted, to make Erin squirm under her touch and she was doing just that. Erin squirmed and flailed even more when Lyra began to dine on her lover’s inviting snatch. True to its name, it snatched on her finger and tongue the moment she put them in. However, that didn’t stop Lyra from giving Erin the pleasure they both deserved.

Lyra had to hold on to Erin’s thigh to make sure the latter wasn’t struggling too much. Lyra was elated that she could reduce Erin to such a state.

However, that joy was short-lived. At first, Erin was screeching like a beast in heat from having her snatch eaten out. After a short while, she fell silent. Lyra looked up from between her lover’s thighs. She saw Erin staring right at the door. It was not with an expression of terror or embarrassment. It was a complicated one. Someone was on the other side of the door. They were listening in on them and there was only one person who could make Erin have such a complicated look.

Lyra sighed and stopped her feast. “It’s him, isn’t it?”

Erin nodded.

Lyra sighed again and stood up. She was still wobbly on her feet but she strode right to the door. She opened it, forwent a greeting or any kind, and pulled Aedan right into the room.

“Whoa, hey there. What are you—” 

Before Aedan could even fully get his question in, Lyra dragged him to the bed by his hand. In his current state, even Lyra was stronger than him, though not by much.

Aedan was still perplexed by all the fast and sudden development. Before he knew it, he was on the bed and his trousers were getting pulled down. His cock, having been stimulated by the noises from within the room, sprang out and up in all of its splendour and vigour.

Lyra gulped and knelt before the massive rod which was as thick as an arm and longer than her face. She wanted to turn away but she had long made her decision. Also, she had wanted this for a long time, as much as she hated to admit it.

“Lyra, what are you—”

Lyra silenced him by taking the colossal rod into her mouth, drawing out a moan that was almost bestial in nature.

Erin was watching everything but she didn’t stay as a spectator. Grinning, she sat up and crawled over to the two. She joined Lyra but she indulged in the pulsating log of thick meat with her. Instead, she supported Lyra. Erin made sure no strands of hair would get in her way of tasting and devouring Aedan’s cock. She even whispered instructions into her lover's ears who was currently having a man’s phallus in her mouth.

“Yes, that’s it. Take it slowly. Lick every corner of it. Savour it. Know it. After that, you take it in. Inch by inch, until you can take the whole thing in.”

Lyra obeyed. She had tried to take it all in but it was too big for her. So, she followed Eirn’s instructions. She lapped up every side of the throbbing phallus. She lapped it slowly. She savoured it. She studied it. After tasting all it had to offer, she was ready to take it in. She took a deep breath before opening her mouth. As she took it in, she exhaled. She moaned, feeling her mouth getting stretched from the tip alone. It took some time to get used to it and it didn’t take her long.

“Good. You’re learning quickly. Now, slowly and gently take it all in,” Erin continued to whisper the words of the devil into her lover’s ears. She even stroked her hair to encourage her.

“Erin, I don’t think this is—” Aedan complained— or at least he tried.

Erin shut him up with a glare. Ironically, Aedan was probably the weakest in the party in his current state but that was only in terms of raw strength and power.

Lyra managed to only take half of the length in before she pulled away. Once she did, she gasped for air. “I-I… I can’t… It’s too big.” She even coughed.

“Too much for you? Do you want to let me—”

“No!” Lyra instantly answered. She braced herself and quickly went back in. She took the phallus back into her mouth. She went deeper than she did. She gagged and coughed but she persisted. Erin was there beside, comforting and encouraging as she took it deeper and deeper. She felt the back of her throat being struck by the size and length of Aedan’s cock. She wanted to pull away but remembering how Erin screamed mindlessly when she was penetrated by this thing, Lyra plunged the cock deeper down her throat. Reaching her limits, her throat throbbed, stimulating Aedan’s phallus. Even then, that was not everything. There were a few good inches left… but that was enough.

“I’m going to cum!” Aedan shouted as a quick warning.

However, Lyra didn’t pull away. She let the cock stay lodged in her mouth and throat as it pumped out streams of semen into her. It quickly overflowed, leaking out from the gaps of her open mouth that were plugged with a massive, fleshy rod. It was about a minute or two before the gates finally closed and Lyra pulled away. Her mouth was full of Aedan’s warm seed. She had already swallowed a lot and just as she was about to gulp this batch down, her head was pulled towards Erin and the Fox-kin smacked her lips against hers, sucking and draining her of Aedan’s seed.