Two went to my legs, each embracing one of my thighs. Thus, Maëlys was stuck as an immaterial shade until I could become much more powerful. Her wings likewise seemed to reflect and amplify the dim light like prisms. I crossed my arms, continuing to stare her down. But for now, I still had a long way to go. The last two were kissing on my cheeks, caressing my ears and my neck, and giggling. I think I was giggling along at this point. “Ah, uh, well, you all can call me master, Master Gemorian. That last part didn’t sound like a good idea at all, especially with the look she was giving me. I was quickly growing to like it as they took turns writhing on my mouth. But I’m afraid we do have other things to do.”
Verda looked up at me, dark eyes shining. I’ll bring them and ensnare them one by one, they’ll never have a chance, and I’ll have a little horde to serve me in the here and now.
