Chapter 228: I’ve been patient and now I want you [18+]
The sphere of water dissolved around them as Ariel’s technique faded.
Damon stepped onto the stone bank, water dripping from his body as he pulled his pants back up.
Ariel followed, her skin still flushed, her legs unsteady as she pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"Go," she whispered.
"Mio’s been watching from the ridge for the past ten minutes."
Damon looked up.
Mio stood on a high ledge overlooking the valley, her purple ponytail whipping in the wind, her arms crossed beneath her breasts.
Even from this distance, he could see the fire in her eyes.
He climbed the stone path toward her.
The ledge jutted out from the cliff face like a spear thrust into the sky.
Below, the valley stretched out in shades of green and gold, the river winding through it like a silver thread.
The wind howled around them, tugging at their clothes.
Mio turned to face him as he reached the top.
"My turn," she said.
Her voice carried that cheerful, commanding energy she always had.
The doting big-sister tone that said she knew what she wanted and she wasn’t going to wait.
"You’ve been busy with Ariel. With Mia. With everyone."
She stepped closer and pressed a hand against his chest.
"But I’ve been patient. And now I want you."
Damon smiled.
"Then take me."
Mio’s eyes lit up.
She turned and walked to the edge of the ledge, where a waist-high stone railing marked the drop-off.
The wind whipped her hair around her face as she looked back at him over her shoulder.
"Don’t want us falling off," she said.
Mio raised her hand and purple energy gathered around her fingers.
She pressed her palm against the stone floor beneath them, and the air around the ledge shimmered.
A pulse of void energy spread outward, locking the space in place.
"Spatial Anchor," she said.
"Gravity’s locked to this spot. We’re not going anywhere."
She turned to face the railing and bent over.
Her hands gripped the stone edge as she arched her back, presenting herself to him.
The wind pressed her robes against her body, outlining every curve.
"Take them off," she ordered.
Damon stepped forward and pulled her robes down.
The fabric pooled away from her skin, sliding down the curves of her waist and hips until it crumpled around her feet.
The last amber light of evening caught her pale skin and painted it warm gold, tracing the graceful line of her spine as it curved downward, the elegant arch of her lower back giving way to the full, heavy swell of her ass rising to meet him.
The wind still moved across the ledge, cool and insistent, and it drew goosebumps along her exposed flesh without dimming the heat radiating from her body.
She was already wet, her pussy glistening softly in the fading light, the evidence of her patience made visible at last.
He freed his cock and stepped between her legs.
The tip pressed against her pussy, and Mio let out a breath.
"Don’t hold back..." she said.
"I want to feel you."
Damon thrust forward.
His cock slid into her pussy in one smooth motion, and Mio gasped, her fingers tightening on the railing.
He grabbed her hips and began to move.
The wind howled around them, the valley stretching out below, but the Spatial Anchor held them steady.
Every thrust drove deeper, harder, the sound of their bodies meeting lost in the rush of air.
Mio moaned and pushed back against him.
"Ahhnnn~! More~!!!" she breathed.
"Harder~! Harder~! Damon!"
Damon gripped her waist and drove into her.
But then something changed.
As he thrust deeper, the sensation shifted.
Her pussy seemed to open wider, to stretch further, as if he were penetrating an endless depth.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Mio looked back at him, her eyes half-lidded, a smile playing on her lips.
"My affinities." she said.
"I’m folding the space inside me."
Damon felt it then.
Her pussy wasn’t just tight anymore.
It was infinite.
Every thrust carried him deeper, further, into a space that had no end.
The walls of her pussy pressed against his cock from all sides, but the depth kept growing, kept pulling him in.
It felt like he was falling into her.
"Ahhnnn~!"
Mio cried out as he thrust deeper, her body trembling as the folded space responded to his movements.
"It feels so deep... so full..."
Damon grabbed her hips and drove into her harder.
Each stroke seemed to go deeper than the last, the void inside her pulling him in, consuming him.
Her pussy clenched around his cock, the spatial folds rippling against his shaft as she approached her peak.
"I’m coming~!" she gasped.
"Don’t stop! Keep going, Damon~!"
He didn’t stop.
He thrust into her as she climaxed, her body arching, her voice lost to the wind as waves of pleasure rolled through her.
Damon gripped her waist, thrusting relentlessly through her climax, refusing to let the moment end as she shuddered under him.
The sensation was overwhelming — unlike anything he had ever felt, unlike anything the physical world alone could produce.
It wasn’t merely tightness or warmth or depth; it was all three at once, layered and infinite, folding back on itself with every stroke.
The endless depth, the tight walls, the way her pussy seemed to swallow him whole.
He drove deep one final time and released.
His seed filled her, hot and thick, as he climaxed inside her.
The void seemed to drink it in, pulling it deeper, absorbing it into the folded space.
Mio collapsed against the railing, her body spent, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Damon pulled out slowly, his cock glistening with their combined fluids.
Mio turned to face him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright with satisfaction.
"That was..." she started.
"Amazing."
Damon smiled and pulled her into his arms.
"You’re amazing."
She laughed, that cheerful, energetic sound that always made him smile.
"I know."
They stood together on the ledge, the wind swirling around them, the valley stretching out below.
Mio pressed her forehead against his chest.
"I love you..." she whispered.
Damon kissed the top of her head.
"I love you too."