A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Erik watched as more of Emma's clothing disappeared, slowly revealing more of her soft, milky-white skin.

One by one, her soft yet modest curves were deliberately put on display for his viewing pleasure, and he felt his previously soft member starting to stir; a grin full of lustful excitement hung on his lips.

After a few minutes of sensually undressing, Emma was entirely naked, except for the frilly black choker belonging to her maid outfit, as she knew Erik liked seeing that on her.

She also knew what he wanted next and thus slowly sank to her knees. Her eyes were full of obedience, hunger, lust, and devotion.

She waited there while Erik watched her for a moment, his eyes shining with his own hunger and desire.

He enjoyed the view of his second wife kneeling on the ground with a lustful gaze as she waited for his permission to approach.

Although, no small part of his enjoyment came from the fact that Emma enjoyed this as well.

He always preferred when his partners enjoyed themselves just as much as he did, and having someone give themselves to him so completely as Emma had done would lose all meaning if it was simply forced through some kind of bond of slavery.

Finally, while Erik leaned back casually, with his elbow on the sofa's armrest and the side of his head resting against his fist, Erik quietly, but with an excited grin, beckoned Emma with his finger.

Happiness shone through the white-haired woman's eyes as she bent over to put her hands on the newly warmed and dried carpet before slowly crawling towards her husband and Master.

With every meter that she came closer to him, Erik's cock got a little harder, and Emma's pussy got a little wetter.

By the time she reached him, Erik had reached the status of a semi, while Emma's lower body had already turned into a waterfall.

Erik continued to sit in the same pose as before, while his hungry yet domineering amber gaze traveled across the entirety of her body. A powerful feeling of dominance and control flooded through him, and he loved it. In fact, it was exactly what he needed after today's events with Frostfang.

And Emma knew it.

The girl felt herself shiver, and her cunt spasm, whenever her eyes crossed paths with Erik's gaze.

She loved to serve him and to make him happy. But she also loved how his gaze could turn her mind to putty and melt any resistance to his wishes.

Erik said nothing and gave no orders. He simply watched. 'Let's see what she does,' he thought to himself.

And Emma didn't disappoint. She slowly brought her face closer to Erik's genitals until her nose was pressed up against the skin between his cock and balls. Her eyes remained fixed on Erik while his semi-hard dick was resting on her forehead.

She took a deep sniff of the intoxicating and musky odor that Elora had worked so hard on despite knowing what it would do to her.

Or perhaps because of it.

A pink fog began to fill her mind, and her pussy drooled even faster. A hazy lust filled her eyes as she took a few more sniffs, and all thoughts aside from pleasing Erik and satisfying her own lust left her.

Across from them, on the other sofa, Astrid frowned slightly as she heard Emma's sniffing. While she previously heard the rustling of some clothes, she didn't think much of it, but hearing someone sniff like that was just weird.

Still, she was tired and finally able to sit after carrying Emily for eight hours through the Scandinavian wilderness at the speed of a slow car. Thus, she decided not to care and kept resting.

As Erik looked at Emma kneeling between his legs with an intoxicated expression as she breathed in his odor, he was quickly brought to full mast, lifting his cock from Emma's forehead and making it salute the room.

Finally, Erik heard a dreamy, almost hazy voice come from his link with Emma.

Even in her hazy state, she remembered Erik wanting to do this under Astrid's nose for as long as possible.

"Will you allow me to help you relax and take your mind off today's events, Master?" Emma's voice asked softly, reverently.

"Do it, little Glimmer," Erik responded with a small, confident smile. "Serve your husband and Master."

The response was immediate as Emma's small and eager tongue slithered out her mouth before she happily began licking his jewels, causing a tingling pleasure to shoot through Erik's spine.

"You taste so good, Master…" came her hazy comment through their link.

"And you feel very good," he responded in a growling tone, heavy with lust. "Now, cross your arms behind your back and move up."

Emma didn't need to hear anything else. A hazy yet knowing smile appeared on her face as she moved slightly upwards to begin licking his shaft while crossing her arms behind her back.

By now, every thought in Emma's mind revolved around pleasing the man she had chosen to be both her husband and Master, which included keeping her moans suppressed. She desperately wanted to moan out the pleasure she felt from servicing Erik. Still, she knew Erik didn't want to alert Astrid.

At least, not until they had gotten a little further.

Thus, while forcing herself to remain quiet, her tongue coiled around his shaft, teased his most sensitive spots, and went up and down the entire nine inches while paying particular attention to the tip.

Naturally, Erik and Elora had taught Emma well on how to please him in the past few days. After all, that was what Emma enjoyed doing the most.

While she busied herself over his cock, her arms remained crossed behind her back. They may not have been bound, but they may as well have been, as nothing short of a threat to her life would convince her to uncross those arms until Erik allowed her to.

After a few minutes of Emma worshiping his cock, Erik finally couldn't resist anymore and released a low groan.

At the same time, he reached forward and grabbed Emma's ponytail before yanking her head upwards and looking into her eyes with a hungry gaze.

Emma simply smiled contentedly and kept her arms behind her back despite his rude behavior.

For Erik to do whatever he wanted with her body during sex was exactly what she wanted. In fact, her cunt drooled even more and began to form a small puddle beneath her.

She knew what came next and opened her mouth wide. She looked at Erik with a gaze full of love, devotion, and obedience while moving her tongue around in an inviting gesture.

"Do it, Master," she purred softly in his mind.

Erik needed no more encouragement and positioned her head over his cock, before pushing her down hard and fast, pushing himself straight into her throat while still holding her ponytail.

Now, neither of them was able to keep quiet anymore.

Erik groaned from pleasure, Emma moaned and gargled, and Astrid suddenly opened her eyes wide.