CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 101: STEAM AND SURRENDER(SLIGHTLY 18+)

Although she somewhat agreed with Ravena that he shouldn’t speed date, she found herself annoyed after Ravena flaunted her noble academy. So, she sided with him anyway—just to spite her

"I’m not going to speed date. I wouldn’t even if I wanted to." Zaeryn said, paddling to stay afloat.

"I can only imagine it’s going to be tough to find the right people. But I need to master these powers, right? And what better way than... hands-on experience?"

"Hey?"

"What?"

"I think you have enough women. If your hands get ’on’ anyone else," Ravena whispered, her eyes narrowing with a playful but warning look, "I’ll make sure they ’accelerate’ right off your arms."

"Kinky," Zaeryn shot back. "Don’t worry. You know you’re still my number one... right alongside Sage, and Marceline, and Ysmeine... and Aeris..."

Ravena rolled her eyes, "You’re lucky you’re cute," she muttered, splashing him playfully.

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Time passed, and Aeris had returned inside the house. It was just Zaeryn and Ravena in the pool. Ravena floated on her back across from him, lost in thought.

Zaeryn sat quietly on the pool steps.

"When do you start?" Ravena asked, turning to face him.

"Tomorrow."

"That soon?"

"Yep."

"All jokes aside, I’m genuinely thrilled for you."

"Thanks. Aren’t you even a little jealous?"

Ravena’s lips twitched, a bitter edge cutting through her smirk, "Don’t even start. I’m not jealous of the other women who are already in your life—Sage has you locked down, and I get it. But fuck, I’m burning with envy for the women you haven’t met yet, the ones you’ll stumble into down the line. They’ll taste what is mine, and that stings a little." Her voice softened, a rare crack in her fiery armor revealing a vulnerable ache, raw and unguarded.

"But, at the same time, I think I’m being a bit childish, and selfish. And I’d rather see you safe than watch the Royal Family tear you apart if they find out. By their laws, you should’ve been snuffed out before you were even born and they had determined it was a male. Or the day you were born, before you could draw breath." Her green eyes darkened, swirling with dread and desire, catching the dim light like storm-tossed seas. "If they learn the truth, they might finally do what they should’ve done back then. And even if they hesitate, some will see your power not as a miracle, but a fucking time bomb waiting to explode."

Zaeryn nodded, the weight of her words settling beside his excitement. The water lapped gently, a quiet underscore to the stakes ahead. He watched her for a moment, her form cutting through the ripples, the steam curling around her like an invitation.

And then he had an idea and a smirk tugged at his lips as he slipped quietly beneath the pool surface, his body gliding silently through the warm water.

The pool’s waters enveloped him in a cocoon of soothing heat. Bubbles trailed from his lips as he swam, the muffled rush of liquid filling his ears.

When he was behind Ravena, he finally emerged like a shadow behind her, water cascading from his hair and shoulders in rivulets that traced cool paths down his heated skin. Pressing close, his hands slid around her waist from behind, fingers splaying possessively over the slick, warm area of her abdomen.

Ravena startled with a sharp inhale, the sound in the air like a gasp of delight mixed with surprise. Her body tensed instinctively, muscles coiling under his touch, before melting against him, her back pressing into his chest, the curve of her ass nestling perfectly against his growing arousal.

"What are you doing?"

"I think it’s time I got my payback" he whispered hotly against the shell of her ear, "You left me riled up, earlier remember?"

The low rumble of his voice, vibrating through her, sent shivers racing down Ravena’s spine despite the water’s enveloping warmth.

Her grin widened and her eyes sparkled with that familiar mix of challenge and desire. She twisted slightly in his grip, her wet hair whipping across his chest in a playful arc that left droplets scattering like tiny jewels on his skin.

"Oh, poor baby," she purred, her tone teasing and breathy, laced with mock sympathy. "Can’t handle a little teasing? I thought you were made of stronger stuff—Vitae and all. Or did that hard-on from earlier leave you too frustrated to think straight?"

She turned around to face him, fingers grazing his thigh under the water.

He chuckled darkly, his hands firm on her hips as he spun her around to face away from him, her back now fully against his front.

The water sloshed around them in rhythmic waves, splashing against the basin’s edges with wet smacks that amplified the intimacy of the moment.

The steam thickened, wrapping them in a hazy veil, the air heavy with the mingled scents of their arousal, her subtle, floral perfume cutting through the mineral haze like a seductive lure.

"I think you are talking too much." His lips brushed the nape of her neck, teeth nipping gently at the sensitive skin there, eliciting a soft whimper from her that vibrated through his chest.

With a swift, deliberate motion, he hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties, the thin fabric clinging stubbornly to her wet skin.

He peeled them down slowly, savoring the way the material dragged over her thighs, exposing her to the warm currents that teased her bare flesh like invisible fingers.

The panties floated away, drifting lazily in the rippling water.

Zaeryn’s palm came down in a playful slap against her ass, the impact sending a sharp crack echoing through the air, the water amplifying the sting into a blooming warmth that spread like fire across her skin.

Her ass jiggled slightly under the blow, a rosy flush appearing instantly, the sensation a perfect blend of sharp bite and lingering heat that made her nerves sing.

Ravena moaned, the sound low and throaty, as the pleasure outweighed any hint of pain, her body arching back into him instinctively.

She bit her lower lip seductively, "Mmm, that’s all you’ve got?" she taunted, her voice breathy and laced with laughter, pushing her hips back against him in invitation, grinding teasingly against his hardness.

With a grin, Zaeryn’s hand slipped between her legs. He found her already wet and aching. His fingers dipped inside her pussy a possessive, claiming stroke that made her hips buck in the water.

Ravena moaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and surprise at his boldness—finger-fucking her here.

She twisted to face him, breathless. "Here?" she panted, clutching at his broad shoulders. "Someone could see—"

Zaeryn silenced her with a finger against her lips. "Quiet now," he ordered, his mouth tracing the sensitive skin beneath her ear. He pressed her back against the pool wall, his lean frame pinning her in place, the warm water swirling around their waists like a private cocoon.

Hooking her leg, he lifted it around his hip, opening her for him. But he didn’t take her—not yet. Instead, he tormented her, fingers stroking and circling, his thumb finding her clit and pressing with relentless precision.

Ravena whimpered, her head falling back against the tiles as Zaeryn’s fingers plunged deeper, stroking her pussy with a slow, deliberate rhythm that set her nerves ablaze.

His touch was relentless, curling inside her, hitting every sensitive spot with precision, fucking her with his fingers in a way that made her hips buck against his hand.