23. Erenia’s Descent II (NSFW duh)

Count Edmund rested on his bed, and he was relaxed. He was also naked, and an equally naked Lady Erenia gave him very passionate service. The daughter was the key to control the mature woman, she was after all the only close family she had left, and protecting her was her goal.

How cute. He would have both of them, soon enough.

At first, she wasn't willing to engage in certain types of intimacy, but these days, she sought him out herself. He could sense it in her mind, that she was still justifying it.

This was all to protect Kiara.

Erenia knew Count Edmund was a very dangerous and powerful man. She knew that if he wanted to, he could get his hands on anything, and had the means to back up his desires. In her heart, she justified this, as protecting her daughter from such a dangerous and lecherous man. She had heard of whispers of how he claimed that lady healer, who was just slightly older than her own daughter. How terrible. Excuses. Reasons. They didn't mean much of a difference.

He would not allow this man near her daughter, and so, she resolved to receive all his desires on her behalf.

Her resolve was strong, but as she felt their bodies interacted, she wasn't sure whether her body and mind could withstand it the price.

There were days when it felt like her entire body burned with so much desire that her mind felt like it was in a constant haze, and all she could think of what doing it with the Count. In her heart, she was afraid. Every time before she stepped into his room, he remembered how easily her body succumbed to his touches.

Erenia had heard of how the lady healer would do anything for the Count, she had seen the loyalty in her eyes, a perverse mix of lust, duty and love.

Yet as she looked in the mirror, she realised she was walking the same path.

She felt her body move in incredible harmony, their bodies shaking to his thrusting motion. Her skin tingled, and his fingers fondled her body. Some touches made her entire spine tingle that she momentarily lost control of her own body. The bed was moist, but they didn't care. His fluids flooded her chamber, and the sensation and heat was so intense she felt so close to passing out.

The Lady Erenia had some experience, in her younger days. Back before she married the Lord Kenarias. Her mother once told her that pleasing a man was key to controlling him, but now, as her body only listen to the Count's desires, she realised she only had a shred of control over herself.

She knew she was in trouble, and the smart thing to do was to run as far as possible.

But she couldn't. Her body wouldn't let her.

I'm doing this for my daughter. I'll protect her from this man.

Lady Erenia repeated it in her mind, trying to convince herself it's true, but a hidden part of her knew it was just an excuse. She was addicted and whatever magic the Count used had won.

Count Edmund smiled at the woman riding his dragon, and pulled her closer.

He kissed her again and her mind almost, almost snapped. She tried her best to pull herself together.

"You're such a beauty, my dear Erenia. Even when we're intimate, you try so hard to resist."