A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

"M— More…!" she moaned, as she continued trying to press Erik's finger deeper inside her, now fully invested in reaching the fast-approaching climax produced by Erik's skilled hands.

"As you wish, my lady," Erik chuckled, and added a second finger in her pussy, slowly exploring her folds to find the most sensitive spots.

Meanwhile, his other hand had started to softly massage one her breasts while tweaking the nipple atop it.

Astrid now started moaning louder, and even panting Erik's name. "E— Erik…! I… I…"

"Yes, Astrid, I love you to," Erik chuckled playfully, despite being unsure if that was even what she was trying to say.

Though, to be fair, not even Astrid really knew.

They both knew they loved each other, but some time was needed to break through the barriers of the past. At least for Astrid.
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Erik grinned, and while continuing to explore her sopping snatch, his other hand released her breast and snaked up to grab her chin. Then, he forced her head to turn towards him, and his warm, but piercing amber eyes looked into her hazy crimson ones.

He planted a deep kiss on her lips. One she hungrily responded to.

Meanwhile, Erik had found most of her sensitive spots and was actively working them, causing Astrid to rapidly approach her orgasm. Her body trembled against Erik's chest as she moaned loudly into his mouth.

When she was about to reach her peak, Astrid broke the kiss and looked at him longingly, lovingly, and hungrily. "I— I want to drink…! Please let me drink!"

Erik was surprised, as he had given her plenty of his blood stored in vials for when he was busy with something else, so she shouldn't be hungry.

Still, he wasn't going to deny her, so he smiled and presented his neck to her. Astrid's hand fell from his head, and her arm snaked around his neck instead.

Then, she opened her mouth and bit down, while Erik's hand grabbed her breast again.

He felt a small sting, but really it felt like nothing at this point.

Erik then tweaked her nipple and pressed on the most sensitive spots he had found in her pussy.

At the same time, blood streamed down Astrid's throat, satisfying multiple of her most basic urges all at once, while his delicious, lust inducing taste filled her.

All these sensations came together at once, and culminated into an explosive orgasm the likes of which she hadn't experienced before.

Her eyes shot open, her jaw tightened, her body spasmed, she screamed into Erik's neck, and clear liquid squired all over his hand.

Meanwhile, Erik held her tightly while he grinned slightly and used his fingers to extend her orgasm as long as possible.

For five minutes, Astrid kept softly trembling and moaning into his neck. Then, finally, Erik removed his fingers from her cunt, and Astrid took her fangs out of his neck. Still trembling a little, she licked the puncture wounds, as she always did.

When it was done, she kept leaning against his chest while resting her head in his neck and panting heavily. Erik softly smiled. He waited for her to recover.

"That was… pretty good…" she panted, finally. "But you're still… an asshole…"

"Pretty good?" Erik asked, with an eyebrow raised in amusement. "I just rocked your world."

Meanwhile, he looked Astrid straight in her eyes, and presented her the two fingers that brought her so much pleasure, and where now covered in her juices.

Then, he stuck them in his mouth.

Astrid just looked him with a deadpan gaze while he sucked his fingers clean with an amused grin.

When he was done and took them out, she finally reacted.

"I knew you were a pervert…" she rolled her eyes.

"Of course you did," Erik chuckled. "You've watched me often enough, after all. You taste delicious, by the way."

Astrid's cheeks immediately flushed, although it was unsure which of his statements embarrassed her more. What was certain, is that if she wasn't still so tired, she likely would have punched him as hard as she could.

"Asshole…" she mumbled. "You understand you're going to make this up to me with a spar tomorrow? I'll kick your ass and have you call me big sister."

"Gladly," Erik chuckled.

By now, Astrid had lifted her head of his shoulder, and properly nestled into his chest, while his arms were wrapped around her.

They remained quiet for a while. Erik waited for her to speak.

"I'm worried about my mother…" she finally said, quietly. "I know we can't confront Sigurd yet, but the longer we wait… Technically I'm not even sure if she actually is alive."

"There's no reason for Sigurd to kill her, Astrid," Erik answered soothingly, while stroking her strawberry blond hair. "In fact, he has more reason to keep her alive than not. Not to mention that it would be hard for him to do so, even while she's locked up."

"I know…" Astrid mumbled. "But just suspecting is not the same as knowing."

"That's true," Erik nodded softly.

After another moment of silence, he suddenly started talking with the clear assumption that Liv Frost was still alive. "Elora calculated the likely time it will take for your mother to change into a ghoul, based on the several weeks for a first rank, and the several months for a second rank to do so."

Rather than making unproven claims or hopeful assumptions, it was better to simply proceed as if Liv was alive. They both knew there was a possibility she wasn't, but he believed this would soothe Astrid.

Astrid softly smiled, while her eyes were slowly closing from exhaustion. "Oh? How long is that…?"

"A year, give or take," he answered. "She was already captured for three months when we saved you, so she has nine months left. We'll likely stay here for nine to eleven months to gain the power we need to take Sigurd down and save your mother, so she'll likely have to spend up to two months as a ghoul."

"She'll hate that…" a sleepy Astrid mumbled. "Perhaps we should keep Sigurd alive, so that… Mom can kill him… herself…" she yawned.

"We can certainly do that," Erik smiled and nodded.

"That's… good…" and with those words she finally fell asleep.

Erik softly smiled and waited another few minutes, before carefully disentangling himself and tucking the vampire woman in.

He kissed her softly on her lips and then went out the door.

Once there, a mysterious grin appeared on his face while he turned towards another door.

"I think Emily still has a few punishments saved up…" he chuckled expectantly.