together. I moved carefully back up his hardness, enjoying the exquisite feel of him. I tormented us both at my leisure, until with a deep growl, Randar turned me beneath him and plunged deeply. I cried out from the sheer strength of him. How wonderful he felt.
We would have ninety years to play and love one another. Ninety years to raise our beloved water witch together. I was happiest when cocooned in the love and warmth of my family.
And when it came time for my precious Randar to sleep and for us to part, I was secure in the knowledge he would be returned to me. He would be well protected under the sheltered seclusion of the gods.
Until that time, we would share many more moments such as this one. And wouldn’t it be fascinating to see what avatar my beloved darling would appear as next.
“It is too bad you will never come to me as a tyrannosaurus,” I muttered.
“Huh?” he asked with confusion.
I chuckled up into his perplexed expression. “Although the whale had been difficult enough, perhaps a tyrannosaurus or a raptor would be a bit much. Ah, a mammoth. Now wouldn’t that be exciting? Although I imagine you would once again come to me as hairy as the Kodiak had been. Not that I am complaining; it is such fun to stroke your furry chest.”
“Something tells me I will enjoy listening to how my little timeless witch tricked her opponent.”
He captured my mouth in a dance. He tightened his arms about me. The sand beneath my backside felt warm and soothing. Randar above me felt warm and soothing. I could feel the last essence of All Hallows’ Eve draining away.
The energy of the night subsided, but it would be back next year to welcome a new and powerful witch. How exciting. A Halloween water witch. Perhaps she would have need of all the elements to bring the turbulent seas and waterways under control. Only time would tell. And time was something I had a lot of.
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We would have ninety years to play and love one another. Ninety years to raise our beloved water witch together. I was happiest when cocooned in the love and warmth of my family.
And when it came time for my precious Randar to sleep and for us to part, I was secure in the knowledge he would be returned to me. He would be well protected under the sheltered seclusion of the gods.
Until that time, we would share many more moments such as this one. And wouldn’t it be fascinating to see what avatar my beloved darling would appear as next.
“It is too bad you will never come to me as a tyrannosaurus,” I muttered.
“Huh?” he asked with confusion.
I chuckled up into his perplexed expression. “Although the whale had been difficult enough, perhaps a tyrannosaurus or a raptor would be a bit much. Ah, a mammoth. Now wouldn’t that be exciting? Although I imagine you would once again come to me as hairy as the Kodiak had been. Not that I am complaining; it is such fun to stroke your furry chest.”
“Something tells me I will enjoy listening to how my little timeless witch tricked her opponent.”
He captured my mouth in a dance. He tightened his arms about me. The sand beneath my backside felt warm and soothing. Randar above me felt warm and soothing. I could feel the last essence of All Hallows’ Eve draining away.
The energy of the night subsided, but it would be back next year to welcome a new and powerful witch. How exciting. A Halloween water witch. Perhaps she would have need of all the elements to bring the turbulent seas and waterways under control. Only time would tell. And time was something I had a lot of.
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