Page 109 of Lost in the Dark
Selvyn set to work unwrapping my feet and hummed that same familiar song while he worked. I couldn’t help but steal glances at him. This was the first time I’d seen him in actual sunlight, and he was even more attractive than I remembered.
“Shit,” I groaned as he peeled off the last few soiled strips of linen.
“I’m sorry,” he said and gently rubbed my ankle. “A nice soak will do them some good. Do you need help getting undressed?”
His voice wasn’t playful or flirtatious. He was genuinely concerned if I could manage on my own.
“I-I think I can do it.”
I bit my lip and rubbed the back of my neck. I’d spent the last few years as a whore, and for the first time in a long time, I felt shy. Anxious, even, at the thought of Selvyn seeing my naked body.
He rose to his feet and gave me an understanding smile. “I’ll give you some privacy.” With that, he turned around and focused his attention on rummaging through his satchel.
I slowly untied my dress and stood, allowing the thin piece of material to slide down off of my body. My feet stung with each step I took toward the edge of the spring, but there was no way I was going to call out to Selvyn for help.
“Everything okay?” he asked, as if sensing my discomfort.
“I’m fine. Almost there,” I said. I reached the spring and lowered myself down onto the edge.
The warm water felt divine on my aching feet. With a slosh, I slid into the pool.
It took everything in me not to groan at the sensation of the warm water enveloping my tired body. I felt weightless, and the temperature reminded me of what it felt like being pressed tight to Selyn’s bare chest.
“I take it you like it?” Selvyn asked as he smiled down at me from the edge of the spring, his red skin shining in the light of day.
“It’s heavenly.” I hummed. I leaned my head back in the water and gazed up at him.
He gave me a smug smile as the clawed tips of his fingers undid his leather belt. Without warning, his furred skirt dropped to the cavern floor, revealing what was hidden underneath.
It was unlike anything I’d seen on a human man.
Not one, buttwo, bright red cocks hung between Selvyn’s legs. Both had wide, well-defined heads that dripped a clear liquid. Thick ridges covered the shafts and a set of smooth balls sat just beneath them.
My mouth hung open and I couldn’t help but stare.
“Surely my nudity doesn’t offend a woman such as yourself,” Selvyn said in that deliciously rumbling voice of his.
Before I could come up with a response, he lowered himself into the spring, submerging those double cocks under the water's surface.
With impressive finesse, he swam over to where I treaded water.
“I have something for you,” he said, swimming closer until I was within arm’s reach. “Turn around.”
I sucked in a breath and did as I was told, turning my body so that my back was to Selvyn.
The earthy scent of lavender filled my nostrils as Selvyn’s fingers carefully massaged my head.
The Demon of Dalwick was washing my hair.
He hummed as he worked his claws through the strands, and I leaned my body into him ever so slightly.
“Selvyn,” I groaned.
“Yes, angel?” he whispered against my temple as the stiff lengths of his cocks ghosted over my backside.
I wanted, no,neededto feel him inside of me.
Selvyn spun my body so that I faced him, and wrapped me in his muscular arms.