My body moved and bucked, drinking in every drop of bliss. She only groaned louder as her fingernails clawed my back. He had reverted to his normal appearance: midnight-black skin—darker than the ebony pirate—silver-white hair, pointed ears like Xera’s, and a face that verged on beautiful, delicate yet still male. A filthy, gods-damned murderer. He doted on her. When they named me at hatching, they chose Sky as my child name. More leaked down to my breasts. Just fuck me. She stroked me. My eyes glanced down to her crotch. It didn’t matter how well I shaped the gems for trade, how skilled my digging homunculi were, or how many new beds of rubies or sapphires or topazes I found. A good name for a student of spirits. Others not. She stood with a hungry smile on her face. The sweet pleasure rippled down my shaft to my heavy balls. She stood with a hungry smile on her face.
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