The following is an OMAKE. It is not Canon/absolutely did not hapen, but is just a fun imagining of what MIGHT have happened had Mavka not been interrupted by the Twins that night and had chance to REALLY “tuck him in” <333 It’s our Merry Christmas present to you for being some of the first to support our story!
 
 
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She leaned down and gently started pulling up one of his arms, tugging it free of the restraining strap. Edovan grinned, sleepily, up at her her, still licking his lips. Mavka got his arm loose and quickly pressed his hand into the door’s handle. Thankfully, without much resistance, it clicked softly as it unlocked. She pushed the door open quickly and practically dove into the room. She closed the door quietly behind them. She gave a sigh of relief as it locked back into place.
 
 
It was… cramped, to say the least. Smaller even than her smallest closet. She marveled at the small-ness of everything, how even the desk she’d procured for him looked smaller than she remembered. She threw her robe to the floor and moved quickly to undo the straps holding Edovan to her thigh. Even as she did so, he struggled upwards with every bit of space afforded him. As the last strap fell away, she caught him, quickly scooping him up so he wouldn't fall to the floor. She easily lifted him up and set him into his bed. She made a face as Bernadette’s perfume puffed out into her face.
 
 
“Mmm…” Edovan groaned softly. He looked at Mavka, rubbing at his eyes sleepily. “Mis-- mistress,” he said quietly, grabbing her hand gently as she moved to quietly, quickly, leave him to his rest. Of course, that didn’t seem to be what Edovan had in mind. Why couldn’t he just go to sleep and let her escape to safety-- mostly his!
 
 
“Yes, little mouse…?” she asked anyway, unable to deny his innocent face, and those sweet, sweet, golden eyes of his. She let him hold her hand.
 
“Will you… will you come up here?” he asked, suddenly not wanting to be alone, especially now that the threat of her cunt was not dribbling hungrily above his head. The danger of his consumption seemed but a fuzzy, distant memory.
 
 
“No!” Mavka hissed loudly, biting her lip again at the same spot, grimacing as it was still tender from the last time. She couldn’t! Absolutely not! “No, little mouse,” she added, softening her tone and lowering her voice. “I’m sorry, I can’t…” she continued, frowning now. He’d looked so hurt when she’d told him no…
 
 
Edovan nodded sadly, but understood. “Okay, thank… thank you, Mistress,” he said instead, and started to roll over onto his side. Mavka reached out and grabbed his shoulder gently.
 
 
“Just for a minute, okay?” she said. NO NO NO NO NO!!! she screamed internally. This was a bad idea, very, very bad. She was so close to escaping without much incident, but he had broken her resolve with a single look and a pang of sadness. Edovan looked back at her and smiled. Her will was strong… normally. But Edovan undid her in the simplest ways, without even trying. With a sigh she crawled up into the tiny bed with him, even though it was ridiculously small, and couldn't even hold her entire body. She dangled her legs over the edge, her tail flicking in the air behind her.
 
 
Edovan nuzzled into the crook her body made around him, pressing into her breasts. She wished she hadn’t so hastily discarded her robes now. At least they might have afforded her some protection against him… against herself. She sighed again, putting her arm around him. Maybe… maybe if he just fell asleep, the pull would fall asleep with him? She closed her eyes, hoping against everything that he would doze off and she would be able to extract herself from this very precarious situation. Even as Edovan seemed to be making no moves… her loins were stirring. Her cunt throbbed with the insatiable hunger inside her.
 
 
Edovan, nuzzling his face into her chest, appeared to be asleep, after only a few scant minutes. But it wasn’t soon enough for Mavka, whose aching nethers were screaming out, endlessly calling for Edovan’s entire being. She sat up carefully, trying to pull her arm from around him. He stirred, bringing himself closer into her body. He pushed his face back into her breast, his lips searching her nipple out. When they found it, he took it between his lips, sucking.
 
 
Mavka gasped softly. No! I was so close…! She lamented internally, damning everything and everyone, most of all Edovan and her own cursed body. She pulled away, trying to relieve herself of him, but as she moved away, he simply moved with her, his mouth still held tight to her nipple, his tongue flicking across it mercilessly, his teeth pulling it this way and that. “Augh… gods be with me!” she cried, falling back down into the bed, forfeiting her rational thought for madness. It was hopeless. This was it… this was the end.
 
 
Mavka rolled her body slightly, painfully (pleasurably!) extracting her nipple from between his teeth, so she was now straddling Edovan, his slight frame wedged between her massive thighs. She looked down at him, as he looked back up at her. He wasn’t sleepy, in fact his eyes were bright and cunning. The little shit had been faking this whole time! It appeared that his own internal struggles were as bad as her own…
 
 
“I am going to make you regret this,” she said down to him, lowering herself so that she was fully sitting atop him now, her wet cunt pressing into his chest.
 
 
“You know what happens to the little mouse who messes with the big hungry kitteh?” she growled at him playfully, her voice low and guttural.
 
 
“he gets eaten?” he said grinning back up at her.
 
 
“That’s right.” she said moving her hips back and forth, sliding her labia all slippery and wet across his chest.. “He gets eaten. all. up.” He felt her clench against his chest at each pause to reinforce her point.
 
 
He reached up to stroke her mound. Causing her to gasp at his tiny fingers against her skin.
 
 
“But what if..I- I mean the mouse...what if ..the mouse wants to be eaten…?” He looked up at her plaintively. His big golden eyes full of longing. She couldn't fathom it. Why? Why was he doing this?”
 
 
“Well, then….I suppose..if the mouse is a good little mouse...and isn’t even going to try to run away...the big hungry kitty might..want to play with her food for a bit?”
 
 
He grinned up her happily and resumed his petting, but It was her turn to look at him with longing..and a little sadness. This was really happening. She was going to do it. She’d only known him for a few days. They’d only spent less than a few hours of that time together and yet she couldn't think of anyone or anything else. She needed him… needed him inside her. Needed him more than anything she had ever needed in the world. But the thought that he would just give himself to her...willingly..it almost made her angry. She had tried so hard to have him earlier and he had bested her and now as she was about to make the right choice for once he did this?
 
 
She could probably just crush him and end both their suffering, but no. She knew in her very being somehow she needed him alive..to the very last second.. if she was going to give herself to this..give him...to her. Edovan gasped softly, feeling her warmth spreading over him. He squirmed, but with his arms pinned between Mavka’s thighs, he couldn’t really do much. Although every fiber of her being was screaming for her to just roll her hips forward onto his perfect little face and consume him right then, she could at least give him some pleasure in the last several minutes of his life. Now that he’d accepted his fate, there wasn’t a rush, was there? It was going to happen. Edovan was going to be hers, all of him was going to be hers.
 
 
She bent low and moved her body down his, pressing her pussy into him as she went, leaving a wet trail of her juices across his skin. She stopped on his lap, feeling his erection pressing into her. She lifted herself up a bit, letting Edovan’s cock slide between her pussy lips, gliding against her clit. She moaned softly, groaning as her loins screamed out, not only from pleasure, but from the sheer closeness of his power to her own, of how much closer she was to consuming him.
 
 
Edovan, whose arms were once again free, reached for Mavka’s breasts, cupping his tiny hands around each one, teasing the nipples between his fingertips. He gasped as she began to ride him, his cock threatening to slip inside her with each downward motion, but just as he felt that he was about to be let inside, she deftly moved, this way or that, denying him that pleasure. He groaned in frustration, eager to be inside her. All the way inside her… a deep, dark voice echoed in his mind.
 
 
“M... mistress!” he begged, pleading up at her with his eyes. He needed to be inside her, and he needed it now. “Please!” he added. He thought the torture from a few days ago was bad, this was worse… much, much worse. There was a need there, a need that only Mavka could sate. A need that could only be satisfied one way…
 
 
Mavka grinned down at him, her tongue flicking across her teeth. “Do want to be inside me that badly? Are you begging me for it?” she asked, relentless in her movements, her hips grinding against him. His entire lap was soaking now, covered in her liquid. The scent of her body, of her wetness, had even overpowered Bernadette’s perfume, and it was a scent that was making Edovan’s mouth water.
 
 
He nodded.
 
 
Mavka leaned forward, crouching her body to press her face into Edovan’s neck, her tongue licking at him. “There’s no going back,” she warned him, teeth against his tender flesh. And even if he protested later, she thought, it was already too late. There was no stopping this time. She flicked her tongue against his neck, up the side of his face. She pressed her mouth against his, forcing her tongue between his lips, searching for his. She scooped it up into her own mouth, sucking on it hungrily.
 
 
She sat back up after a moment, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. She could taste his power, dark and metallic it. It would satisfy her for a very, very long time. Without any fanfare, she arched her back, reaching between her thighs, and grabbed Edovan’s cock. She stroked it quickly, once, and she guided it inside. Both of them gasped quietly, Edovan’s head lolling back. She was so hot… he felt like his cock was on fire as she squeezed her pussy around him.
 
 
Leaning back over him, she reached to take both of his hands into her own. She took them and placed one on either side of her, at her hips. She began to ride him him slowly. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back, her tail flicking carelessly behind her. Each motion was slow, but calculated, each downward thrust pushing him further and further inside. It felt as though her insides were vibrating, his power already spilling into her.
 
 
She rode him this way, carefully, slowly... agonizingly slowly. She wanted to punish him, but she also wanted to draw it out, to savor the last few moments they would have together. She quelled the voices inside with the promise of what was to come, and for now, they seemed to have quieted. “Edovan…” she murmured, her pace quickening just slightly, her knees digging into his sides. “Oooh...” she intoned softly, biting her lip. She could do this forever…
 
 
Edovan, on the other hand… had another idea. With his hands still on her hips, her pushed her back gently, just enough to indicate that he wanted to get up. Mavka, irritated, snapped her head back down and looked at him. “Awfully demanding for a little snack…” she said, leaning up to let his cock slide out of her. She moved out of the way and waited to see what the little mouse had planned for her.
 
 
Even though he had taken the initiative...a little bit… he was was still very, very uncertain in matters concerning the bedroom. He knew there was a position, one he’d read about in a book, but… in practice, it was far more intimidating. “I… I want…” he said helplessly.
 
 
“What?” Mavka asked, her hand sliding between her legs, rubbing at herself, fingers gliding between her pussy lips. She gasped softly.
 
 
Edovan got up onto his knees and scrambled over her, crawling to the foot of the bed where he had just enough room to squeeze his body. “...behind?” he asked uncertainly. He tried to mimic where her body would be in front of him, thrusting his hips into the air as he held onto nothing. If Mavka hadn't been so horny and hungry, she would have laughed out loud at his ridiculous attempt at assertiveness.
 
 
She turned away from him and held her ass up into the air, her tail flicking about. “You want to fuck me?” she asked, looking back at him as she lowered down onto her elbows. It would be a difficult position, she have to get quite low to accommodate for his small stature, but it could work.
 
 
Edovan, blushing deeply at her display, nodded. He stared at her, her shiny pussy lips between her thighs, dripping and begging for his cock, her perfectly shaped ass spreading to show off her rosebud of an asshole. He swallowed, moving forward, reaching to put his hands back onto her hips. She adjusted her height to match his, she was practically laying on her stomach now. She arched her ass up, spreading her legs best she could. “What are you waiting for?” she asked him. She pressed backwards into him, willing him to push inside her.
 
 
Edovan, still blushing, guided himself inside her, his cock rubbing against her lips, then plunging inside, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Mavka. Her pushed inside about half way, stopping for just a moment to savor the feeling. Mavka groaned, in irritation this time. She pushed backwards against him and slid his cock further into her, her pussy swallowing it up with ease. He may be big for his size, but even he was no match for her hunger.
 
 
Without saying anything, she began to move back and forth against him, sliding up and down the length of his cock. She moaned softly with each thrust, as he pushed inside her. It was a fine edged sword, as the tip of his cock pushed against her cervix at first, a sweet mix of pain and pleasure bordering on almost too much to handle. Quickly she felt herself lengthening..receding further than he could ever reach, making room..for the rest of him. “Edovan..” she moaned, face down into his meager pillow. “I’m not going to do all the work…” she said, even as she continued to fuck him.
 
 
“S..s.sorry” he said softly as he swallowed his nervousness down, and nodded, putting his hands on her hips. He began to move with her, matching her pace and movements. Mavka closed her eyes and buried her face fully in the pillow, groans and moans muffled.
 
 
For his part, Edovan had stamina. While he may have endured a whole two day window where he was rock hard and unable to release, being able to maintain himself while balls-deep in Mavka was impressive. Most men she laid with didn’t last long, and she prided herself on making those men last longer and longer with each visit-- not only to prolong their pleasure, but also her own.
 
 
“Mis-- mistress?” Edovan said quietly, careful to neither slow the pace nor get off track with his thrusts. He could feel her tightening around him, and he didn’t want to get her too far off course.
 
 
“What, little mouse?” Mavka asked breathlessly, turning her head to free her face from Edovan’s pillow and the tangled mess that was her hair. She had buried her face in the pillow in hopes to snuff out the voices that were screaming in her head, to drown out the aching in her loins, the one that wanted to consume him on the spot. She wasn’t ready, not quite yet.
 
 
“Can… can we…?” he asked, the words catching in his throat. Even though he was already in the process of knowing Mavka on a sexual, and deeply personal level, he was still embarrassed about the whole situation.
 
 
Mavka pushed against him. “Do whatever you want to me,” she said, still groaning softly into the pillow. This was for her, sure… but mostly it was for him. To know a woman in the last few moments of life was a better way to go than any she could think of. She planned for him to go out seeing stars in his eyes.
 
 
Edovan nodded, swallowing. He carefully pulled himself from her, relishing the soft moan she gave as he pulled himself free. He looked between her legs, admiring her lovely pussy, the way it was gaping from his cock still, how he could see it pulsing softly in its absence. He leaned in and pushed his face into her, eliciting yet another moan from Mavka. Go inside… all the way… the deep dark voice called from within. He searched her clit out with his tongue and lapped at it hungrily, his face and nose pushing past her labia and inside.
 
Mavka cried out. She wasn’t ready yet! Not yet, not yet…! She pulled herself away, despite every muscle in her body screaming for the exact opposite. “No, Edovan… not yet…” she whimpered.
 
 
Edovan, face covered in her wetness, looked around her ass, and down at her face, which she had cocked to the side to look back at him. “Can I…?” he asked, pressing his hand to her sopping wet cunt. He slid a small finger in, indicating his meaning.
 
 
“Oh…” Mavka intoned, biting her lip. This was too much… he was willingly, now, inserting himself into danger. But she could not deny him, her logical brain, irrational brain, her inner demons, and her cunt… they all wanted him. “...gods, please…!” she cried helplessly. She wanted him more than anything…
 
 
Edovan nodded, and slipped a second finger inside her, then a third. After a few seconds of sliding his finger in and out, he slipped the last finger in, then his thumb. Mavka cried out softly. His hand was bigger than his cock, and his hand and fingers could do things his cock couldn’t. No matter how skilled of a lover you were. “...don’t stop!” she begged him.
 
 
He carefully, tentatively, pushed his hand in further, going up to just his furthest set of knuckles, pressing his fingers into Mavka’s g-spot. He rubbed it tenderly, curiously, moving this way, then that way, trying to find where she received the most pleasure. He wanted to make her feel good. He wanted to blow her mind with pleasure.
 
 
“I’m going in…” he warned her, blushing as he waited for her to say something. But all she did was push herself back against his hand. Edovan, swallowing, slid his hand in further, halfway up now. Then to the wrist. His entire hand had disappeared inside her, and she was starting to suck him in. It was a pull he didn’t want to resist, even as he felt her constricting around him.
 
 
“Ohhh... !” Mavka cried softly, feeling herself fill with him, feeling herself pull him, the darkness within her calling to him. It was a call he seemed to be heeding. It was all she could do not to take his arm into her hands and push it further, all the way to the shoulder, and beyond. “Edovan…” she murmured. “...more…” she begged. Then: “...harder…!”
 
 
Edovan, blushing all the way to the tips of his ears, nodded. He pushed his arm further, her cunt swallowing it with ease. His wrist, his forearm, all the way passed his elbow. With each inch of his arm that disappeared inside her, her cunt seemed hungrier. He started to fuck her with his arm, pulling it back out, and pushing it back in, each inward thrust causing Mavka to cry out in pleasure, her legs shaking with it. They were both drowning in sweat now, droplets rolling down Mavka’s back, her face red, sweaty, soaking his pillow. He must have read her mind, because he was in her to his shoulder now..reaching for a bottom that was always just out of reach. Her thick labia, so slippery and soft opened to him. His shoulder..the side of his chest pressing into her.
 
 
“Oh… oh gods…!” Mavka cried out, just as she came. He could feel her tighten around him, each pulse of her orgasm drawing his arm in further inside her. She clenched down hard on him, his arm his shoulder his whole upper body, bucking against him as she drowned in her pleasure. Her legs jerked around him, her body quivering. He thought for sure it might just rip from its socket.
 
 
It took a few minutes, which seemed like an eternity to Edovan, for her to calm down some. When Mavka finally, reluctantly, released his arm, he carefully pulled it from her. He cradled it against his body, amazed that he could cause someone to react that way.
 
 
She fully collapsed onto the bed, awkward though it was, her body still heaving, trying to catch her breath. She rolled onto her side, looking up at Edovan through the tangled, matted, sweaty mess of her hair. “That….” she said softly, between labored breaths. “...was amazing,” she continued, fully rolling onto her back. With Edovan between her legs, she scooped him up inside them and pulled him forward, pressing him against her. “But… you’re not done…” she finished breathlessly. His cock was still rock hard, of course… and he deserved as much pleasure from her as he’d given.
 
 
She reached between her legs and guided him inside her. Well, she’d give him the pleasure, but he’d still have to do the work. She was ready to go again, even though her heart was still thudding in her chest. She certainly didn’t have time to waste. She pulled her legs up against her chest, closing her eyes. Her body opened up for him, drew him in. “I want you to come inside me…” she whispered.
 
 
Edovan rested his hands on her calves, and with a face full of embarrassment, he began to carefully, rhythmically, fuck her. Mavka bit her lip, sighing softly in pleasure. She was overly sensitive, but he felt so good inside her!
 
 
He started off slowly and gently, but with the way Mavka’s body was squirming under him, seemingly in impatience, he began to thrust harder, faster. She arched her back against him, her breasts bouncing against her own legs, which were pressed, flexibly, against her upper body, her arms wrapped behind her knees.
 
 
Edovan cried out softly as he felt her start to contract around him again, her pussy tightening around his cock, only letting go just enough for him to pull out, just so he could push back into her all over again. He thrust into her completely, shaft and balls and all engulfed in her dripping heat. He looked down at her, watching her face. “Mistress…?” he asked quietly, slowing.
 
 
“...don’t stop!” she begged him. She was close… so close!
 
 
With her words giving him renewed fervor, he gripped her legs and threw himself into her, harder, faster. He gave it everything he could, everything he had. As he felt himself nearing orgasm, he could feel the Mavka was experiencing the same. She arched her back, letting her legs go as she came yet again. Edovan could feel her insides sucking on his cock, the hunger within her was physically pulling him as he came, siphoning his come directly from the source. He cried out in pleasure, feeling himself, for a moment, falling into her. The darkness swallowed him up whole, his blood rushing in his ears, nothing in the world but the pounding of his chest and the grip of Mavka on his cock. He collapsed on top of her, his face buried in her own heaving stomach. He slipped carefully from her, shaking, sweaty, exhausted.
 
 
Mavka hugged his tiny body to her own, briefly... but she wasn’t done with him yet. There was still work to be done. She gave him another moment or two of peace, letting him catch his breath. When she felt him finally stilling, she buried her hands in his hair. “Little Mouse…” she said quietly.
 
 
Edovan looked up at her sleepily, bleary eyed. “Yes mistress?” he intoned.
 
 
“Will you...be mine? Completely and forever?” she asked him, begged him. Even though she could still feel herself pulsing with her last orgasm, her nethers swollen and dripping, she couldn’t wait any longer. She needed him inside her. The hunger that had come and gone all evening was back with a vengeance, roaring in her mind with its incessant need to feed upon Edovan. And she was too weak willed, at the moment, to deny it anymore.
 
 
Edovan, still looking up at her, nodded drowsily. He would do absolutely anything she asked of him, at any cost to himself. Mavka smiled down at him, and it was tinged with sadness. Even though it was going to happen, she knew it with the clarity of a seer who knew all, it was still a little sad to relinquish him to her darkness… no, to feed him to her darkness. But it was his destiny. And her own. Neither of them could escape it…
 
 
He crawled out of her lap, disentangling himself from her arms, and the hair that had settled, stuck to their sweaty skin, around them. He pushed himself down and between her legs again. He took a moment to marvel at her pussy, and how it had drank every last bit of his come, not a single drop wasted. He put his hands against her inner thighs, running them gently up and down, caressing her. Mavka moaned softly, falling back into the pillow with abandon, licking her lips. She is truly beautiful… he thought to himself.
 
 
With that thought flitting this way and that in his mind, he buried his face into her cunt, lapping at her juices greedily. He slid his tongue down the entire length of her lips, from top all the way to bottom, only teasing it between her folds now again, letting it glance across her clit gently. She arched her back, pushing herself into him eagerly. “Edovan…” she groaned. She didn’t want a repeat of last time. While it had been a true experience… she wasn’t sure her poor body could handle it, much less the darkness within her. It was screaming in her mind, reminding her that it was time…
 
 
 
 
Edovan pushed his chin further into her, his tongue searching out her clit fully now, swirling his tongue around it. Mavka cried out, her hands digging into his hair, as she gently pushed his head forward, urging him to pleasure her and to quit the damn teasing. He lapped at her clit, pressing his tongue onto it firmly, drawing tight circles against it. She squeezed her thighs around his head, squirming. It was so sensitive, but it felt so good… too good, really. She could feel the warmth spreading from between her legs, sending shot of fire up her arms and down her legs. They began to twitch, shaking around Edovan, as she felt herself nearing the edge...
 
 
The edge.
 
 
The point of no return..for both of them.
 
 
Mavka cried out, pushing hard into the back of Edovan’s head as she came yet again, her pussy gushing fluids across his face, into his mouth, onto the bed. The orgasm pulsed through her cunt and out of her body, all the hairs on her body standing on end. As her pussy contracted, she felt herself opening up, her lips spreading, her vaginal walls widening. Edovan’s face, buried between her legs, was sucked in between her lips. He closed his eyes, gasping softly as they disappeared into her, along with his nose, then his mouth. He tilted his head down, murmuring against her warm insides.
 
 
Mavka groped the back of his head, her fingers scrabbling in his hair. She pushed him further, desperately, gasping as she felt that his entire head had slipped, quite easily, inside her. She could feel his lips moving, and the quickening of his heartbeat pulsing against her as his neck slid inside. As her pussy contracted violently around him, it worked to facilitate his movements, sucking him in.
 
 
Yes… the voices hissed in her mind.
 
 
Mavka cried out as she felt the breadth of his shoulder pressing against her now, trying to inch their way inside. Even though she thought he would rip her in half under normal circumstances, this was no normal circumstance. Her body produced more than enough lubrication, and she could feel herself internally widening, welcoming him into her depths. She was still quaking from her last orgasm, each wave of pleasure rolling over her, drawing him in.
 
 
She cried out in pleasure as his shoulders broached her opening, her fists beating into the bed, nails digging painfully into her palms, her back arching against his tiny frame. There was no greater pleasure in the world, this she now knew. She could feel the warmth of orgasm, but this time, it was a searing heat, burning her, scorching her, as it pulsated out over her body in rolling waves. She jerked against Edovan, legs kicking out, tears squeezing out of the corners of her eyes. With each contraction, he disappeared further and further into her. He was gone, now, halfway down his arms.
 
 
Edovan had drifted into a plane of pleasure he had never thought imaginable. He could never dream of anything half as satisfying as this, what he was experiencing right now. He felt peace, acceptance, a hugely magnificent eroticism, and a fulfillment so whole that he he felt content to let the world go. To let Mavka’s body consume his. Even as her body pulled him in, he could feel the waves of pleasure rolling over him. He didn’t come, but it was a full body orgasmic experience, like nothing he had ever experienced before, from his cock, to his hands and feet, all the way through his head and out.
 
 
He was nearly halfway in now, just past his hands, which had slid easily into her, her body widening and accommodating him with ease. Mavka finally pulled her eyes open and looked down at herself, at the half of a tiny bosmer that was sticking out of her nethers. He wasn’t struggling, like she had expected, but it seemed that he had willingly accepted his fate. In fact, she could see his body quivering, and she knew he was enjoying himself. That thought gave her a small comfort, to know that he was enjoying the experience, and that, together, they had experienced pleasure together on many, many levels.
 
 
She fell back onto the bed again, closing her eyes to let the pleasure roll over her, savoring it. Her body seemed to be doing most of the work for her, her insides pulsing and undulating, drawing him further into her. She raised her hands above her head, arching her back again, willing him deeper inside.
 
 
That’s right… we’re almost there…
 
 
His torso had disappeared into her, his cock, his upper thighs. With each inch of his body that she consumed, she could feel her power already growing, multiplying. She felt heavy with it, saturated. And the pleasure was intense, bordering on insanity. If she hadn’t been so strong of will, she might have crumbled under the intensity, under the sheer force of Edovan’s power.
 
 
Edovan’s mind was starting to dim, not so much carried on thoughts now, as the feelings alone. All he had was the pleasure racking his body, and the distinct feeling that he was happy to go, that this wasn’t so much a sacrifice as a gift. One final gift. As he gave himself to her he opened his eyes. Her glistening dark walls were rippling all around him, closing off every path but the one in front of him...the one he was was being gently guided down. Even with his elven vision the path ahead ended in darkness. It too was moving. Dilating out wider and then collapsing closed...it moved in rythym with her walls and as he neared it slowly inch by inch it seemed to yawn wider and wider with each gentle squeeze.
 
 
Mavka’s body writhed violently in Edovan’s tiny bed, her foot having already kicked a hole through the thin plaster of the wall, the side pieces of the bed falling away as she jerked against them with her wildness, her lack of self-control and absolute unrestraint.
 
 
His knees had disappeared into her now, and his calves were on their way. She felt herself closing in around him, wrapping him tight in her impossible softness..her labia closing around him as each clench drew him further. She slid over his ankles..his heels...and finally his toes.
 
 
The last visible proof of Edovan’s physical body... was gone.
 
 
Every part of him had disappeared into her body, her pussy gobbling this last bit up hungrily, greedily. It was really happening. She had swallowed him completely somehow. She brought her hands down between her legs and plunged her fingers in after him. She found his toes just inside her labia. His feet were covered by her outer lips but just outside the tighter passage of her vaginal vault. They wiggled at her touch. For a split second, she had a moment of clarity..she could grab his feet..she could pull him back. She didn't know if her greedy body would give him back at this point, but she could TRY… He was her confidante..her lover...her dearest friend...
 
 
But before she could act, her body convulsed tightly, savagely. He disappeared from her reach suddenly, drawn all at once several inches deeper within her.
 
 
He is our prey…..whispered the darkness deep inside of her.
 
 
She felt him now inside her. He was moving..struggling? No. This was slow and purposeful. She could feel his tiny fingers sliding lightly across her insides. It was deliberate and rhythmic, just as he had used his arm before, but now it was ALL of him. it was his hands...his feet..his knees..even his elbows..all of him slowly dancing within her . Even trapped inside her he was still straining to give her pleasure. She marveled at almost imperceptible bulge in her lower abdomen. She could see it moving! Somehow..inside her.. his body was reduced to this small squirming bulge. She brought her hands up to her abdomen in wonder..feeling him moving around under her muscle and skin, like a mother feels her new born. She pressed in on him and was surprised to feel him press back up at her. Part of her wanted to keep him here...just like this..enveloped forever in her warm embrace..just feeling him inside her all nice and full. It was heavenly.
 
 
But any hope of convincing her body to pause its dark work was quickly dissolving away under his gentle touches. He was deep inside her now. Deeper than anyone had ever been. Deeper than anyone ever would be again. His fingers coaxed the last few contractions from her. Suddenly she cried out in pleasure, biting her lip quickly to avoid crying out a second time. He was as far as he could go. He’d hit bottom again.. but this was completely different from before. It was not a sharp jab..but a gentle building pressure. She felt herself collapsing in on him, from outside to deeper in, tightening and shortening, pressing him harder against her cervix. His friction against her most sensitive spot lit a fire deep inside her, and the flames raced outward throughout her being. She was squeezing in on him from all sides but one. Her body filling every nook and crevice with her thick milky fluids till he was completely submerged in her liquid heat. He was swimming in her..drowning in her..his own body building to its own release..he felt power..welling up from within him. She was drawing out of him, willing it to the surface.
 
 
She felt it too. Felt the vast wave of her hunger building again..throbbing slow and rhythmic just like his movements. This was beyond physical orgasm. Her mind...her spirit even were alive and filling with the sweet fire of his being. Something was slowly opening inside her..and as it did his essence began to pour into her like molten metal. Her pleasure was swelling and rising...like a tsunami, and she was riding it higher and higher..as it hung there, towering over him..biding its time as it rose to its full height. Her mind and body were throbbing with power, with pleasure, with every feeling imaginable..she was one with him, with the universe..she felt his mind and soul enter hers and they both saw the stars in their infinite vastness and all the planes of existence at once wrapped around one another and within each other at the same time…
 
 
Then.. suddenly...when she thought her mind would break from sheer ecstasy..the gates within her yielded and she crashed down over him. Her entire body tightly convulsing around him. .squeezing him..crushing him...forcing him through her cervix whole and writhing and alive into the void beyond our worlds. At that exact same moment his mind and body exploded within her..all of his everything pouring from his small battered frame. Pouring into her darkness for eternity...
 
 
“I am yours, completely and forever” he whispered inside her soul as he vanished into her darkness, his power roaring into her as he gave himself to her completely. She cried out biting her lip, drawing blood, yet again. She sucked on her lip, drawing her blood, tangy and metallic, from her own flesh. It tasted different now, more bitter, heavier. Her head lolled back and forth, deliriously. She had lost all conscious thought now. Her body was tingling, burning, writhing. The pleasure was drowning out everything, everything but the incredible echos of the physical feeling of Edovan sliding through her cervix into the void within her. Her body reverberated with the sensation, like a canyon reverberates with the low rolling thunder. Her brain was exploding in very many different ways, too many ways to worry about keeping mental track of it all.
 
 
He is ours…completely and forever..whispered the voices.
 
 
And for Edovan..there was only darkness.
 
 
After several minutes of lying still, sweaty and gasping for breath, Mavka’s body slowly began to relax, collapsing in on itself, exhausted. She murmured something in a tongue only she understood. Time and space folded in on itself and she was in her own room again, simply because she had willed it so. She looked around her at the world.. through the walls..across vast distances. She saw the ley lines of power spreading out from its center like veins, pulsing with life, bringing magic to the world.
 
 
Tomorrow she might be somewhere else entirely, but for now she was home. She stretched out long on her furs like some great and powerful cat and with her body heavily laden with power, she rolled onto her side and gave herself to deep and profoundly restfull sleep.
 
 
And finally, finally.. the voices were silent.