by Eden Redd
Aiden let his shoulders relax. “Just as well, I fear tonight I may be eating whether I want to or not.”
“Hunt in the forest. Leave my pond alone.” Ilara stated.
“Fair enough.” Aiden smiled.
“When are you leaving?” The nymph demanded.
Aiden eyed her for a long moment. “In three nights when the moon is no longer full.”
“Why?”
Aiden let out a deep sigh. “It’s not worth discussing. Tonight stay in your pond. I may not be myself come moonrise.”
Ilara took in a quick sniff of Aiden’s scent. “I can smell a beast in your blood.” The nymph hated that it pulled at her.
“I’m sorry for fishing in your pond and disturbing your home. In three days I will leave and never return.”
Ilara could feel her nature rising to the surface. Heated thoughts whipped at her being as she tried to keep them at bay. The man smelled delicious even if a beast lurked in his blood. Knowing her kind can feed on nuts, berries and fruit; she also felt the rising hunger for a man’s seed. It was consuming and overpowering as it dominated her thoughts. Sadness struck out at her as she remembered her first time and how it ended with her own blood spilled.
“You are beautiful. Even thinking of leaving you makes me feel lonelier then I already am.” Aiden said with barely a smirk.
The nymph could hardly contain herself as her hand reached out to touch his flesh. Again she stopped right before contact. Curling her fingers back, she placed her hand in her lap. Cruel and heated thoughts yanked her back and forth. She left her home for this very reason. Men are nothing more than hungry beasts, wanting our very bodies to spill their seed. The thought caused a rush of blood between her thighs and cheeks. The wild temptation was a storm, rolling through her almost unchecked. Memories of her sisters pulling men into the water, rubbing their bodies on them, teasing, giggling and playing before surrendering themselves to their own hungers and mans need to be on them, in them.
“I must leave.” Ilara said, standing up and turning away.
“It was a pleasure to meet you. Perhaps we can talk again tomorrow?” Aiden said kindly.
The nymph clenched her small hands and walked into the pond. With each step she sank lower but the wild thoughts and hungers continued to rage on. When the water was up to her neck, she glanced back. Aiden had pulled up his fishing line but continued to sit and stare at her, his green eyes begging for her to come back.
Ilara turned away and sank below the water.
***
The nymph sat at the bottom of her pond, hand gently caressing fish as they swam by. The internal storm had not lessened and she grew more and more annoyed. Thoughts of Aiden’s handsome face floated into her mind’s eye and try as she might, they would not go away. Spending so much time away from her sisters and the world of man, the nymph had a time of great peace. Now her natural urges pushed, whispering in her ear, delightful needs and wicked wanting. It was enough to drive her mad.
Seeing him planting the seeds of those delicious pears showed a kind spirit even if a monster lurked behind his rugged features. A hand moved between her thighs, caressing her already warm valley. It had been so long since she touched herself. The needing and wanting made her slide fingers over her thin line. Glancing up, she wondered how he would taste in her mouth or in her tiny valley.
The first time she was taken, it was rough and brutal. Now she wondered if Aiden would be a beast, forcing himself on her. Would he be there, taking her and filling her like nature intended? The mother made her to want men but she wondered if it was a mistake. Maybe the mother made her different so she would rise above her kind’s baser desires.
Ilara smiled to herself. She knew that wasn’t the case. Massaging her opening, a finger touched her nub and heat flared. The nymph closed her eyes, thinking about Aiden here with her, touching her, wanting her. The wishing caused the nymph to rub faster and push against her sensitive spot. Blue hair floated as she turned her face skyward, caressing herself over and over, demanding for the magical explosion she used to have many times throughout the day and night.
The maddening rubbing grew fevered. The nymph moved her hips to the rhythm of her fingers. Mouth opening, she made a silent scream. The pressure was too much and her world burst into magical flames. With silent groans she rubbed and rubbed and rubbed, thinking of the lone man on the surface. A pit formed and the nymph desperately wanted it filled.
Hand drifting from between her thighs, Ilara enjoyed the blissful sensations. But it wasn’t enough to satisfy her. Knowing that Aiden was up there, made her wants grow fonder. Unmoving, the nymph wondered if she should swim up and silently take him, push her body on his and let their desires take their course? She could feed and then dive back down into her home and wait another few years before another man happens this way. It felt like a good plan but the nymph stayed where she was, looking at the dimming sky.
The sun was setting and it wouldn’t be long before night fall and moonrise. The nymph felt her urges tempting her to go to the man, feed and dive back in before his beast emerged. Smiling silently, the nymph pressed her feet to the sound ground and propelled herself up to the surface.
The moment her head broke the water, there was a flash in the sky as the sun had finally set beyond the horizon. Ilara swam to the water’s edge and looked to Aiden’s camp. It was still with only a camp fire burning and dancing to the gentle breeze. The nymph stayed in the water, looking around for any hint of Aiden but the forest had grown still.
Quietly, the nymph rose out of the water and stepped onto land. Moving stealthily, she stepped to Aiden’s tent. Taking hold of the flap, she peeked inside to see that it was empty. Letting the flap slide back into place, she stood up and looked around. The moon wasn’t up yet so she wondered where her traveller had gone.
A sudden wind caused the branches and trees to sway. Ilara felt uneasy. She had a feeling she was being watched, hunted. The nymph stepped back, wondering if Aiden’s beast had already taken over. Was he in the woods, watching her, ready to spill her blood?
Fear spiraled and Ilara took another step back. She said in her mind over and over she will not be prey for another man again. The thoughts brought little comfort as fear made her step back a few more paces. When she was halfway back to the water, something big huffed in the dark forest.
The nymph wanted to call out but pressed her lips tight. If the beast had indeed taken over Aiden then she would be a ripe prey for his teeth and claws. Despite her urges and needs, the nymph decided it was better to wait till sunrise.
Taking another step back, something big stood up and growled menacingly. The shadow was huge as it lumbered forward. Black eyes glistened in the firelight as the beast shuffled forward with each heavy foot. Ilara stood frozen as the burly creature barely came into view and then snarled.
Ilara was about to speak when the beast rushed toward her. It was quick as it covered the short distance, slathering and snapping teeth the entire way. The nymph screamed and turned to run. The massive creature was nearly to her when another monster growled in the dark. A blur darted out of the forest and slammed its shoulder into the charging beast just as it raised claws, ready to swipe.
Ilara jumped, claws missing her flesh by inches. Looking back, she could see two monsters brawling in the firelight. Claws slashed and blood spurted in the night air. Ilara splashed into the water, diving down for a moment before turning and swimming back to the surface. Splashing upward, she watched with dazzled eyes as two monsters continued their brawl.
Realization flowed over her eyes as she watched, stunned with disbelief. A giant bear roared and slashed with huge claws at a smaller but powerful wolf. It was like no wolf she had ever seen but rather a man with a wolf’s head and snout, pointed ears lying flat and fur covering powerful arms and shoulders bulging. The black wolf snarled as it took hold of the bear’s thick wrists, holding him at bay.
The bear roared again as its strength slowly overpowere
d the wolf man. In the firelight Ilara could see the gray in the bear’s snarling snout and around its eyes. It was Old Bear but he raged with a madness she didn’t understand. Swimming closer, the wolf creature let go of the bear’s wrists and side stepped as they came down, sparking against rocks on the ground. The wolf slashed at the bear’s thick hide and came away bloody. The bear swung a thick arm and knocked the wolf to the ground. Quickly, the wolf was back on his two feet and snarling.
Ilara ran from the safety of her pond to the fighting creatures. “Old Bear! Old Bear! Please stop!” She shouted.
The bear turned to the nymph and snarled. Crimson madness had taken hold of the old bear and it charged. The nymph stopped; shocked that he did not recognize her. He had been different and grumpier than normal but Ilara thought it was just his age. Now she could see that the poor creature was slowly losing its mind. It did not see her as a friend but something to rip and tear to pieces.
Old Bear reached the prone nymph, lifting thick arms and sharp claws into the air. Another set of arms appeared and wrapped under the bear’s arms, locking them up. A wolfish face appeared around the bear’s shoulder, teeth gleaming as it stopped the bear from striking.
Ilara knew this was her one chance. Running to the bear, her hands reached out and took hold of the bear’s fur. Light glowed into existence and poured from the nymph’s hands into the growling bear. The creature snarled as it struggled. The wolf grunted as it tried to hold the bear but his strength was waning. The bear roared and broke the wolf’s embrace. Turning, Old Bear slashed outward, slicing into the wolf’s shoulder and sending him flying into a tree.
Old Bear roared but Ilara did not let go. The bear turned and fell to all fours, knocking the nymph to the ground. Its huge furry face roared. Mouth opening, it looked to take hold of the nymph and rip her apart. Little hands clutched at his face, barely keeping teeth inches away from her flesh. The nymph cried out as healing energy poured into the bear’s face. A desperate moment passed and suddenly the bear closed its mouth and whimpered.
Ilara cried out tears of joy as she hugged the confused bear. The beast seemed to snuggle a little in her neck before pulling away. It looked to the wolf creature sitting against a tree, heaving and snarling. The bear turned away and marched off into the forest. Ilara picked herself up and stared at the wolf beast as it remained sitting against the tree.
Staring at the creature, she could see blood dripping from its shoulder wounds. The wolf made no move and gazed silently at the naked nymph. Ilara took a step forward and the beast snarled. Stepping back, worry seeped into her eyes. Even with the distance between them, the nymph could taste Aiden’s scent. Tearing herself from the sight of him, she ran off to the pond. Hurt feelings crowded Ilara’s heart and water surrounded her body. She saw it in the wolf’s eyes, it told her to stay away.
Emotions exploding, the nymph swam back to the surface, determined to help the wounded beast. When she broke the surface, she looked to the tree where the wolf was sitting only to find it bare. Looking around, she saw no sign of the wolf, only the full moon rising high in the night sky.
***
Ilara floated at the bottom of her pond. She couldn’t bring herself to hide in her cave. Looking up, she searched for any sign of Aiden. The purple night sky turned as stars blinked across the heavens. Eyes getting heavy, the nymph fell into a troubled sleep, thoughts swimming with the kind man who shared fruit with her and the beast that tried to protect her.
The darkness faded and bright light washed away jagged dreams. Blinking, the nymph looked up to see the glow of a new day. Shafts of sunlight penetrated her underwater world and warmed her skin. Kicking against the muddy floor, Ilara swam to the surface. Deep down the nymph knew what she had to do, for both of them.
Breaking the surface, the nymph looked to the camp site. Lying on the ground was Aiden on his back naked. Ilara swam to the edge and stepped out of the comforting waters. Rushing to Aiden, the nymph kneeled by him, his eyes closed and mouth partly open. Oval eyes moved to his shoulder and three large gashes oozed red. The wounds were not healing and fear stabbed at the nymph’s heart.
Ilara placed her hand on Aiden’s chest, close to his bloody gashes. His heartbeat was dim. She could barely feel it. Letting her healing energy flow, warmth spread outward. Aiden was still, pale and unmoving. Eyes watering, Ilara tried to focus on healing. The air was still as the nymph poured all her energy into him. Long moments passed until Aiden’s heart beat quickened.
Tears turning into joy, Ilara watched as the wounds in Aiden’s shoulder started to close and knit together. Not long after, the wounds sealed and Aiden’s eyes opened. Bright green pools turned to the nymph and a small smile bloomed.
“Good morning.” Aiden said softly.
Ilara threw herself on him, holding him fiercely. Strong arms wrapped around her small frame and held her close. Birds chirped in the distance as the two embraced, hearts beating in sync inches apart.
“How do you feel?” Ilara whispered in Aiden’s ear.
“I feel amazing. How are you?”
Ilara smiled. “Better now.”
Aiden’s hand moved along the nymph’s back, feeling soft skin under fingertips. Ilara moved her head back enough to look into his emerald eyes. The nymph just realized she was completely on top of him. He must have been feeling better because something grew hard between them.
The nymph laughed and quickly was back on her feet. Gazing down, she giggled as Aiden could not hide his affection for her. The man didn’t hide how he felt as he sat up, confidence in his eyes. The blue haired nymph could not contain her glee. Still giggling, she ran off to the water’s edge of her pond. Aiden watched as the nymph winked and dived into the clear waters.
Aiden was soon at his feet and striding over to the water’s edge. The playful nymph swam along the surface, letting him look at her nude form. Smiling, she swam on her back, gently moving arms and legs, blue hair flowing around her. Aiden had a hunger in his eyes as he stepped into the water and gently swam to her. The nymph was moving slowly, letting Aiden swim to her. She pretended to not notice him but laughed loudly when his hand took hold of her foot and dragged her to him.
“Please sir, unhand me.” The nymph squealed.
“I cannot unhand such beauty.” Aiden said, pulling Ilara close.
The man ran fingers through her bright blue hair and the nymph pressed the side of her head to his manly chest. Listening, Aiden’s heart beat was strong and powerful. Again his manhood pressed against her stomach and the nymph held onto his strong waist. Terrible urges welled up between them but they stayed in the water, holding each other close. Ilara soon found herself rubbing her body against Aiden’s. The contact of skin on skin was tantalizing and a soft moan escaped the nymph’s lips.
It was Aiden who let go with a wicked smirk. Eyes wide and filled with needs, the nymph watched as Aiden playfully swam back to the edge of the pond. A large pointed boulder lay just at the water’s edge. Aiden swam to it and hoisted himself up. Turning and sitting, the man’s thighs and legs were still submerged as he leaned back on his hands and sunlight covered his muscular body.
Ilara stared at him, drinking in his rugged beauty. Eyes moving down, she gazed at his erect manhood and urges too powerful took over. Aiden’s eyes were closed and his head tilted up, soaking in the sun. The nymph swam to him, eyes centered on her prize. There was no thought, only primal need and she would take what she wanted. Hands emerging from water, the nymph took hold of Aiden’s thighs. The man opened his eyes to look down as Ilara pressed her lips to the tip of his manhood.
Comfort and silence blanketed the morning. Ilara used her tongue to scoop the head of his spear into her mouth. Lips pressing around the shaft, she let him slide deeper and deeper in. Aiden moved his hand to her blue hair as the nymph ran her tongue along his shaft, pressing it to the roof of her mouth. The human man watched with pleasant calm as the nymph took his spear to the base. With slow strokes, Ilara moved back and fo
rth on his shaft, thick veins pressed against her delicate lips.
The warming sun and the heat of their needs pushed both man and nymph to want more and more. Ilara could not help her lust whipping into frenzy as she upped the tempo. The wet rhythm of Ilara’s mouth caused Aiden to take a sharp intake of breath. Gentle waves rippled outward from the nymph’s half submerged body. A drop of seed touched her tongue and this further inflamed her desires. Nipples pointed as they bounced along the surface, Ilara pulled a hand down and made circular motions against her sensitive peaks.
Driving herself on, the nymph wanted more and more to taste his seed, to have it splashing down her throat and begging for more. Aiden felt himself impossibly hard and could not tear his eyes away as the nymph continued sucking his manhood. Blood rushing to his ears, the man took hold of the nearly weightless nymph and lifted her up.
Aiden’s manhood slipped from her mouth as she looked to Aiden helplessly. In his hands, she could do nothing as he lifted her up and sat her on his lap. His cock between them, Ilara whimpered as she took hold with delicate fingers and stroked him. Hips moving, begging for her valley to be filled, Ilara whined like a hungry animal. Wetness spilled from her thin line with each passing moment. Aiden let the nymph play with him, watching as her urges continued to grow like a wild fire.
“You are beautiful.” Aiden said softly.
The nymphs face turned pink as she looked away shyly, her hand still stroking his member.
“I need you. I want you.” Aiden said with lust burning in his eyes.
Ilara said nothing, afraid to say the words she knew she felt. The heat between them was so powerful it nearly pushed away the heat from the sun because their spirits burned so bright. Big hands cupped the nymph’s bottom and lifted her up. Ilara gasped as Aiden held her up and pressed the head of his member to her tight line. Gently the man lowered her, his purple headed spear pushing and spreading her wet line. Ilara threw her head back as his cock pushed into her, spreading her to accommodate him. The act had turned her on so much that she let out small cries, slowly sliding down his manhood.
