Those long lashes finally moved a bit and her bright blue eyes slowly opened. I could see her eyelids were still heavy to be opened. She must be exhausted.
But her eyes were suddenly opened wide when she saw who was before her, and he hugged me right away,
"Akrem! You're here!"
It was more like a little daughter hugging her dad than a Luna hugging her alpha. She was missing all the mature men figures she missed in her life. I replied with both of my palms placed on the small of her back. Though I wanted to hug her so tight, I didn't know if she could handle that, knowing she was so weak having her life force taken by the incubus.
Still, I breathed in the blueberry shampoo scent left on her hair. I missed this scent, her lovely scent.
Then she drew herself from me like she was seeing something she couldn't believe her own eyes,
"Oh, baby. I've never seen you clean so nice like this. You look like a prince. You look like yourself. A noble one and a turn-on." She smiled mischievously and stretched her body sensually. I gulped. I hoped I could control myself to be not in a rush or clumsy.
She was still under his ancient spell or she was just turned on by my appearance. But I needed to say about my theory first to her, in case I forgot,
"Listen Anne. I think I know why he hypnotized you. So that you couldn't find the leak or the false evidence he planted on your dad's murder case…"
But she put her forefinger on my lips telling me to stop talking,
"Hush… baby. You're here and I want you so bad."
It was futile to put her back into her senses. She needed the ancient spell breaker right away.
So I started to lure the mist out by asking the question,
"So tell me, beautiful. What did he do to you that made you look so weak like this? Tell me, love…" I lowered my voice so inviting to arouse her. The faster she got back into the trance state, the easier I lured the mist of that incubus' ancient spell so I could clean her from his control.
Speaking like a drunken woman she said,
"Oh nothing much, just sixty-nine…" she smiled so lazily. I knew I wouldn't get anything if she stopped describing. So I started to rub her back gently using the warm almost hot of my palms. I let myself be aroused by the frictions we had between my palms, the fabric on her back, and her back skin itself to spread more pheromones to turn her on,
"Did he rub you like this when you suck his length?" my voice became huskier. I hoped it was inviting enough.
She moaned a little,
"Mmhhh … 'Krem. No, he didn't touch me like this, it's nice. It's more comforting …" she closed her eyes and took in the pheromones I let out. She had to be in a trance state so I could lure all the mist in her body and clean her for good. So we could completely mate in our true selves.
"What did you feel when you had sixty-nine with him? Later I'd do the same if you like it." I hated to do the same thing that the incubus did to her but I had to. That was the only way to reverse or break the ancient spell. If only there was another normal way, I hated to mix pleasure with the supernatural job. But it was the only thing I read in the all-know library to help Arianell at the moment.
She replied,
"The more he sucked me, the more I was lost. I felt completely in pleasure and trance state."
Great! Now what I needed to do was do almost the same thing or at least when she got turned on and started to produce juice, I'd have to drain her so the mist of incubus would be drawn out of her body as well. If she was clean, then she'd be back to her true self.
But she said a line that I didn't expect to hear,
"But the more I saw your face …" I was frozen for a while that I almost forgot the purpose I turned her on. Thank Moon Goddess I could still think clearly.
"Keep on telling me, Anne. Did you come many times?" I hated that this was the only way to reconstruct her memories, but nothing to worry about because I'd catch her if she fell too deep.
"I swallowed his cement because he sucked me dry. I had a few orgasms in his mouth. His mouth locked in my folds. I felt like he drank me like I was a chocolate fountain …" I gulped and the length between my legs started to swell.
[Darn it! Not yet!]
Still, I continued to ask her to remember, "What else did he do to you? Tell me everything, love…"
"His mouth locked in my inner folds, he drank from my core. He teased me on my hard nipples. I felt so weak but happy. But I was happy because 'Krem, I was hoping it was you. I was hoping your 8 packs and bare chest was under me."
"Mhm… what else did you imagine about me when he did these things to you?" I replied seeing her lustful expression, I didn't care if there was a drop of fluid I felt on the tip of my length.
"My breasts brushed your stomach when we did sixty-nine. I was hoping that was you. Am I imagining you?"
That explained everything why I had the urge in the morning at the most impossible time like after the last exam. So I answered,
"You did Anne, you did. The night you were with him. There was a little that came out of the tip of mine. I was aroused. I didn't know I thought about you so bad. So I rushed to the shower. Touching myself while imagining I was making love to you under the shower."
Then I whispered more in her right ear about what I had in my mind when I was in the shower, ...
-to be continued-