Chapter 79: Bed of Flowers (M)

The sharp angle made every bit of him feel devastating. Ephraim was so thick and deep like this.

"You look gorgeous like this, Lydia. And..." he trailed each of her thighs with kisses before draping them on his shoulders. "Hmm...Isn’t this the best?"

Once Ephraim was fully in, he kissed Lydia passionately. He swallowed every moan she made as his hips started moving deep inside her.

It was a punishing deep stroke at first. Every stroke was almost agonizingly slow.

"So, so good, Ephraim. You’re really good."

Lydia laughed as she watched Ephraim’s tail swish at her praise.

Each drag of him made Lydia feel his size and every thrust back knocked the breath, obscene sound of Ephraim making love with her.

Ephraim grazed his teeth against Lydia’s sensitive breasts with greed.

He lavished them with an open-mouthed kiss and warm tongue before he closed his lips around her nipple and sucked hard enough to make Lydia clamp down around him with a broken moan.

He was far too busy kissing, biting, and ruining Lydia with his hands and mouth.

The contradiction between his kisses and the sweet drag of his cock inside her was too delicious.

Ephraim growled, and the sound vibrated through his chest and into Lydia’s as he caught her hips and got deeper with every thrust.

She barely noticed when her legs slipped from his shoulder. But Ephraim caught them immediately as he moaned into her mouth, and wrapped them tighter around his waist instead.

He hauled Lydia closer as he dragged her to the edge of the mattress. Her breasts were pressed to his.

"Ephraim.... Ahh..."

Lydia ran her hands up from his knees to the tops of Ephraim’s thighs and gave his muscles a light squeeze.

Something about her touch made Ephraim go feral. His mouth kept finding whatever skin he could reach.

Her neck, jaw, and the corner of her lips.

Ephraim nibbled her breasts when he clenched around him. He groaned every time Lydia raked her nails over his shoulders.

"Ephraim—" Lydia whispered as she stroked his head. "You’re so good. So perfect."

Lydia’s praise made his eyes closed for a second. Ephraim dove for more kisses. But this time it was different. He was desperate.

"Don’t stop," Lydia begged. She gasped as Ephraim pulled her off the mattress and into his arms, still inside her.

"I need you inside me. Now."

His cock pumped in and out, filling Lydia and stretched her insides with every thrust. He groaned as his hand was tightening around her hips.

Ephraim’s rhythmic pace stretched Lydia, making her press into him harder as her legs got weaker. He moaned as Lydia was getting close.

"Aah! Lydia...." Ephraim exhaled. His voice was shaky as his lips fell open seeking for as much air as possible.

His lips met hers in a passionate frenzy as he pumped his cock into Lydia a few more times, hitting that sweet spot to tighten around him even more.

"You feel so good," Ephraim let out a hoarse growl before tucking his head near the crook of her neck to licking and sucking as much as he could.

He groaned in her ear, and Lydia could hear Ephraim start to get out of breath, the only time she knew he was close.

"Come around me again, Lydia. I need you to cum again. Please..."

His fingers found her clit once more. He caressed the bundle of nerves, while he penetrated Lydia deep and unevenly.

The sensation was overwhelming. Ephraim began to thrust harder and pushed Lydia against the wall.

Her insides were wet and slick. It made him slide in and out sloppily as Ephraim began hitting just the right on the sweet spot.

His whole body locked around hers with trembling arms against her neck as he spilled inside Lydia in hot, pulsing waves.

"Ahh... ah... nnh... Ephraim!"

Ephraim shuddered as Lydia clinging on him against the wall and moaning his name as she finished around his cock.

They took a second to collect themselves. Even in his release, Ephraim still supported her weight and sat her down with him on the mattress as he cradled Lydia on his lap.

Her body clenched around him in hard, helpless pulses, and Ephraim lost his rhythm a little beneath Lydia.

His hips snapping up once, twice, before he locked both arms around her back and held her down against him.

"Are you okay?" he asked after a moment, softer now. Ephraim nuzzled into her shoulder as he swished his tail. "Did I go too hard?"

Lydia managed a breathless laugh as she nodded. "I’m alright. No worries." She still could feel his cum deep inside her as she rested against Ephraim to catch her breath.

"Huh? Wait. Lydia, what have you done to the bed?!"

Oh well.

Who would’ve thought that having such an amazing moment after orgasm made Lydia’s mental power manifested into a bed of flowers on her bed?

Literally.

Pink, blue, and white flowers bloomed on the sheets. Their delicate petals spread across the pillows and blankets.

Poppies, Forget-Me-Nots, and Baby’s Breath.

But when Ephraim tried to touch them, the flowers swayed beneath his fingertips and scattered into colorful sparkles and fades gently.

"That was cute. Like tiny fireworks, huh? I never knew that my mental power could create them."

Soft giggles from Lydia made Ephraim smile.

Tiny vines were curled around the bedposts, while a few flowers had even sprouted beside Lydia’s head!

"Did I just turn my bed into a flower bed? Pun intended."

"How interesting. I never knew guiding could create such things."

After making sure all of the flowers fade gently, Ephraim helped Lydia settle against the pillows before fetching her a glass of water.

He held it while she took a few sips, then placed it on the bedside table.

"You always do this," Lydia murmured, looking at him.

"Do what?"

"Make sure I have water. Thank you for being considerate, Ephraim. That reminds me of something. Your mother told me something interesting this evening."

Ephraim glanced at her. "What did she say?"

"She said you always seem happier when you’re around me."

He looked away briefly. "Mother talks too much."

Lydia giggled. "You should show it more often, then. I like seeing you happy. Let’s do our best to be happy, okay?"

Ephraim was quiet for a moment before he pulled her against his chest and enjoyed her warmth.

"Yes, we should. I want to make more happy memories with you, Lydia."