Chapter - 26
Seraphina sighed as she picked up her bag, filled with all her belongings, and rose from her desk, calling it a day at the guild hall. The night shift would soon begin, and Darnus would take her place. She stretched, feeling the day's fatigue settle in her muscles, and made her way out the door into the cool night air of Ironhelm.
The city was alive with the bustling sounds of the night market and the occasional laughter of tavern-goers. Seraphina's modest two-room home was nestled near the southern market, a convenient location that allowed her to be close to both the guild hall and the city's vibrant life. As she walked, her thoughts inevitably drifted to Jacob. She didn't understand why, but the image of the blue-eyed man was ever-present in her mind. Every night, she dreamed of him, and she was embarrassed to admit that most of those dreams were intensely erotic. Seraphina had never experienced such a powerful attraction to any man before.
Reaching her home, she pulled out her keys from her bag and unlocked the door. With a flick of her wrist, she manipulated a minute amount of faerium, causing the lights in her house to brighten instantly. She placed her bag on the bedside table in her room and then made her way to the bathroom. Turning on the warm water, Seraphina filled her tub, the steam rising in comforting swirls. She undressed, slipping into the inviting warmth of the bath with a deep sigh, feeling the tension of the day melt away.
Her thoughts once again wandered to Jacob. He hadn't visited the guild hall for a week now. After the harrowing seralisk mission, he returned a few days later, and with a bit of guidance from Seraphina, he had taken a few mission parchments with him. She had estimated that these missions would keep him occupied for a couple of days. But still, she missed his presence. His politeness, his rugged charm, and those captivating blue eyes haunted her waking thoughts and dreams alike.
Unbeknownst to Seraphina, and even to Jacob himself, his faerium was unique. His unique abilities weren't limited to just his magic revolver. Unlike others, Jacob's faerium had a distinct and powerful effect on women, especially those who could harness faerium themselves. Jacob would soon discover the irresistible, almost magnetic allure he unknowingly exuded, drawing women to him with an unexplainable force.
As Seraphina soaked in the tub, she wondered why Jacob hadn't come back yet. Was he alright? Had he taken on too much again? Her concern for him grew, mingling with her unspoken desires. She couldn't help but replay their last conversation in her mind, remembering the way he had looked at her, the way his lips had curled into a polite smile despite the exhaustion evident on his face. Her hand absentmindedly trailed over her collarbone, and as her thoughts deepened, her body seemed to answer her heart's longing, growing warm with a subtle, unyielding ache.
Seraphina leaned back in the tub, closing her eyes as she indulged in a fantasy of meeting Jacob. She imagined his hands gliding over her skin, his intense gaze locked onto hers. The thought alone made her cheeks flush with warmth, her body responding to the mere idea of his touch.
Her fingers brushed over her bare skin, exploring the curve of her breasts, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as she lost herself in the fantasy. She imagined his hands, warm and rough, gliding over her nipples as he held her close, his breath mingling with hers. Then she lightly pinched her nipples, causing a moan to escape her lips. One of her hands then slid down to her pussy, finding it already wet with arousal. Her mind went blank for a moment, consumed by desires for Jacob. She wanted him to touch her, to hold her, to press himself fully inside her. Her fingers slipped into her pussy, brushing past her lips—first a single finger, then two, then three—as she began pleasuring herself to thoughts of Jacob.
She imagined having him locked inside her, satisfying him, making his body so overwhelmed with pleasure that he would have no choice but to climax, filling her depths with his essence. Seraphina was surprised by the intensity of her emotions and arousal, as her fingers continued working her pussy. Her juices splashed into the tub water as the heat of her body consumed her.
Seraphina's thumb circled and rubbed her clit, wishing Jacob were there with her, making sweet love to her. Her fingers pumped in and out of her swollen pussy as she bit her lip at the sensations she was experiencing. Self-pleasure had never been this intense for Seraphina, and she knew exactly why: because now she had Jacob to fill her thoughts, to fill her imagination as she pleasured herself.
Finally, Seraphina's body couldn't take anymore. Her legs scrunched upwards, her body spasming as she reached her orgasm. She shivered and let out a loud groan as she peaked.
The bathwater had cooled by the time Seraphina finally roused herself from her daydreams. She dried off, dressed in a comfortable nightgown, and made her way to bed. As she lay there, staring at the ceiling, she couldn't shake the feeling that Jacob was destined for something great and that somehow, she was meant to be a part of his journey. With a sigh, she turned over, hoping that sleep would bring her dreams of him once more.