Book Two: Chapter 58

He helped her position herself above his shaft. The head of his cock was entirely too large, but her labia bloomed much like a flower, ready to accommodate him. She swiveled her hips, teasing him just a bit. Their fluids were mixing more thoroughly now, but, more importantly, she was in direct contact with his magic.

A nymph’s magic allowed her to connect with an individual on so many levels. It was like opening a door into their soul and seeing what made them tick. His magic was meant to connect him to the natural world, linking him inextricably to every living thing around him. Grunting, she sank down onto his rigid cock, the forest coming alive around her. The large bulge of his glans sank into her, and she was assailed by the sounds and scents of the woods. The leaves had a smell that reminded her of hay rides and sunshine, the earth now a mixture of everything in her spice rack.

“Hoooooly shit!” His cock simply kept going, her stomach muscles contracting when he pus