Shower sex

Marian is gripped with fear as her entire body is frozen while her hands are shaking in fear. Reagan, whose fingers had already turned to sharp claws and his teeth already elongated went back to normal. His eyes which turned red returned back to their scarlet colour.

"W-what are you doing?" He asked her as he looked slowly down to her thighs. He can't believe the sight he just beheld.

"I- I-..." She stammered as tears clouded her eyes.

Her hands are in between her thighs with her right hand, in a scissors form around her vagina while the other, on her clit. Reagan understood what she was doing all these while but he didn't expect to see this too soon.

"If you are horny, why didn't you call me?" Reagan spoke. His words sent a sharp tickle to Marian's genitals as she squirts noisily which made his eyes to go down her genitals.

"E… Is not what you think, I'm sorry." She apologized as her weak legs tried to move under the water.

"How often do you do this?" He asked her as his hands began to move from his lap to the bathtub and to her chin as he raised her head up to look at him. She shrieked from the cold shrills that ran through her spine.

"E… It's my fir- first time." She confessed, feeling nervous, shy and embarrassed as she darted her eyes to avoid looking into his eyes while he keeps a close gaze at her obsidian eyes.

"Are you thinking of someone?" He asked her as his hands began to move down to her neck, caressing slowly with the tip of his fingers. Her body starts to heat up as her chest beats faster. Her feet gets cld under the water as she squirts the more while his hands moved in a trail down to her chest and made a stop.

"Are you thinking of someone?" He repeated again after she didn't reply him. His hands continued it's journey as he smiled for the first time one sided. Her cheeks burned, her heart fluttered. Just as she thought he was going to press her boobs, he made a narrow trail in between her two boobs, careful not to touch any of them. Feeling disappointed he avoided those, she gasped.

"No one." She replied.

"Give me your hand." Reagan ordered.

"W- Why?" She stuttered but he didn't say anything as he just kept on smiling at her.

After waiting for some seconds and she didn't make any move, he reached for her hand, drawing her closer to him. The aura, the strong scent she felt the first day she met with this man came back afresh to her senses.

She is beginning to feel dizzy from this strong apple scent. He pulls her into his arms out of the water, leaving her feet to remain under the water.

His hand rested on her genitals as he used his other hand to brush her hair backwards, stroking them gently. The fluid coming out of her vagina rushed down her thighs in a trail like a leaking pipe.

Her body gets weaker as he strokes her back with his trunk. In a blink of an eye, she dozed off in his arms.

"...when you wake up, you will face your punishment for masturbating in my bathroom." He smirked as he watched her sleeping peacefully like a new born baby in his arms.

Reagan washed and rinsed her body with clean water, grabbed his personal towel and dried her body after which he wrapped the towel around her and carried her to the bedroom and carefully laid her on the bed.

He covered her with the duvet and went to tidy up the bathroom after which he switched off the lights and joined her in bed, laying next to her under the duvets as his hands mysteriously moved to places beneath the duvets.

Still clouded with the darkness of the room, Reagan's legs parted as smooching noises could be heard.