Chapter 135: The Door Nyra Locks from Inside

Nyra opened the door before Severin could knock twice.

She had let her smoke-black hair down since he last saw her. It fell loose over a shoulder, and the amber-brown eyes that met his were too alert for someone pretending she’d been waiting casually.

Alicia stopped behind his right shoulder.

For a heartbeat, nobody spoke.

Then Alicia’s fingers caught the cuff of Severin’s coat.

Not enough to pull him back. Just enough to make her silver ears tilt forward when he looked down at her hand.

"Master... I’ll stay close."

Severin touched the top of her head once, thumb brushing between her ears.

"Hold the landing."

Her fingers released immediately. "I’ll hold here, Master."

Nyra’s mouth twitched.

"Very subtle."

Alicia looked at her with bright blue innocence. "I didn’t say anything to you."

"You didn’t have to."

Severin stepped through the doorway before either woman started another round.

Nyra moved aside for him, closed the door, and put her hand on the key.

He noticed because the last time he’d stood in this room, she’d left it alone.

Click.

The key turned.

Nyra kept her fingers on it for a moment.

Severin looked at her.

Her right ear flicked. "No speeches."

"My mouth’s still closed."

"You’re about to."

Nyra’s tail tip tapped once against her calf.

"Am I?"

"You get that look when you think something matters. It’s annoying."

His gaze dropped to her hand still resting on the key.

Nyra followed it, then gave him a flat look. "There. Exactly that."

A quiet laugh escaped him.

She pulled her hand away from the key. It stayed where she’d left it, within reach.

"Better?"

Severin let his gaze touch the key once more. "Not really."

"Perfect."

That was enough.

Severin circled her waist with an arm and pulled her flush to him.

Nyra’s breath hitched, but her mouth was already opening when he kissed her.

"Mmh..."

Her hands slid up his chest and locked behind his neck. She kissed him back hard enough to knock the last dry edge out of her expression.

He bit her lower lip.

"Nnh..."

Her tail brushed his calf, then curled around the back of his leg for a heartbeat before loosening.

Severin walked her toward the west side of the room without breaking the kiss. Nyra found the table with her hip, reached down, and unbuckled her own belt.

The sheathed utility knife stayed on it.

She laid both on the narrow table beneath the window.

Severin’s hand closed over her ass.

Nyra breathed against his mouth. "You were waiting for that."

"For you to stop carrying a knife into bed?"

"For me to put it down myself."

He squeezed harder.

"You think too much."

"Someone has to."

He kissed her again before the answer became a defense.

Her coat came off first. Severin pushed it from her shoulders and let it fall over the chair by the west table. Nyra opened his coat with quick fingers and shoved it back off him.

"Impatient," he said.

"You’ve been downstairs with Marienne half the day."

There it was.

Severin caught her chin. "Jealous?"

Nyra’s ears angled back.

"Don’t get pleased with yourself."

Severin kept her chin in his hand. "That’s a yes."

"That’s me saying too many women in your company end up closing doors around you."

He laughed once.

Nyra kissed him before he could answer, harder this time.

"Mmh... no more talking."

"Then give me something better to do."

She did.

Her mouth moved from his lips to his jaw, then down his throat. Severin let her get as far as his collarbone before he caught the hem of her shirt.

"Lift your arms."

Nyra obeyed without hesitation.

The shirt came over her head.

Her full breasts lifted with the motion and settled again when her arms came down. Severin filled both hands with them.

Nyra’s breath broke.

"Hh..."

He kneaded slowly, thumbs crossing her nipples until they hardened beneath him.

"Severin..."

"What?"

Nyra pressed into his hands despite the tension in her jaw. "You know exactly what."

"Use the words."

Her jaw tightened.

He pinched lightly.

"Ah... damn it. Touch me."

"Better."

Severin lowered his mouth to the left breast and closed his lips around the hard nipple.

Nyra’s hand went to the back of his head.

"Mmh... yes, there..."

SLURP!

His tongue circled the stiff point before he sucked harder. Her other breast pressed warm and soft into his palm.

"Nnnh..."

He switched sides.

Nyra’s head tipped back.

"Ah... Sev..."

His teeth grazed the nipple.

Her tail snapped once behind her.

"Careful."

"You want careful?"

Nyra opened her eyes.

"Not even a little."

Severin straightened and kissed her again.

The rest of her clothes disappeared without hurry. Trousers, underclothes, boots. Nyra stepped out of them herself, then pushed Severin backward toward the bed while working at his shirt.

"Sit."

He gave the command before she could try taking the lead.

Nyra stopped.

A small smile touched her mouth.

"That’s more like you."

Severin sat against the south-wall headboard.

Nyra settled on the mattress between his spread thighs.

She pulled his shirt open and kissed down his chest. Her hair brushed his abdomen. Her hands worked his trousers loose, then freed his cock.

Nyra stared at it for a beat.

"Still rude."

Severin rested a hand in her hair. "You’ve had practice."

"That doesn’t make you smaller."

She wrapped both hands around the shaft and leaned down.

Her tongue traced the head first.

Severin’s abdomen tightened.

Nyra’s gaze dropped to the movement.

"Mmh. There."

"Don’t start counting reactions."

Nyra’s eyes lifted, amused. "I wasn’t counting."

"Liar."

Her mouth curved around the head.

SLURP!

Warm suction closed around him.

Severin’s hand slid into her smoke-black hair.

Nyra took him deeper.

"Mmmh..."

She drew back, tongue dragging underneath, then pressed the shaft between her breasts.

Severin looked down.

Nyra squeezed her soft breasts around him with both hands and moved them slowly along his cock.

"Is this what you wanted?"

Severin’s abdomen tightened again. "Don’t stop that."

"Knew it."

Her nipples brushed the wet head every time it appeared between them.

Severin’s fingers tightened in her hair.

Nyra licked the head again, then wrapped her lips around it while her breasts still held the shaft.

SLURP!

His breath roughened.

"Just like that."

Her ears dipped at the praise, and a quiet sound slipped from her throat.

"Mmhh..."

She worked faster.

Breasts, mouth, tongue, then mouth again. No tidy pattern. Every time Severin’s breathing changed, Nyra chased it with the stubborn concentration she usually reserved for lies and routes.

"Nnh... you like that."

His fingers tightened in her hair. "You can feel that."

"I want to hear it."

Severin fisted a handful of her hair near the nape.

"Then take more."

Nyra’s eyes lifted to his.

She opened wider.

He drew her lower.

GHK!

"Nghk...!"

Her throat closed hot and tight around the shaft.

Severin kept the depth for a brief hold, then eased her upward enough to breathe.

Nyra inhaled sharply through her nose.

"Again."

He pushed deeper.

GGK!

"Ggkh... mmh..."

Her eyes watered. She stayed with him.

Another controlled push.

GULK!

The thick throat sound went straight through Severin.

His hips shifted before he stopped them.

Her eyes brightened despite the tears at their corners.

Severin gripped her hair harder.

"Wipe that pleased look off your face."

She couldn’t answer with him in her mouth.

The smugness remained anyway.

He set the pace.

Nyra followed it, hands braced on his thighs, mouth wet and hot around him.

SLURP!

"Mmh... nnnh..."

GHK!

"Ngh..."

He let her breathe, then drew her back down.

GGK!

Her throat caught him again.

Severin’s pleasure climbed fast now, no room left for pretending he was only watching her work.

"Nyra."

She hummed around him.

"Mmmh?"

"Swallow."

Her fingers dug into his thighs.

He drove deep and came.

SPURT!

Nyra jerked around him.

His release throbbed hot across her tongue and deep in her mouth.

SPRUTT!

"Mmh...!"

She held herself down while he emptied into her mouth.

Severin’s jaw tightened with the pleasure.

Nyra drew back enough to collect the last of it on her tongue.

GULP!

She swallowed deliberately.

Then again.

GULP!

Her mouth left him with a wet sound.

Nyra wiped the corner of her lips with her thumb and looked up.

"Satisfied?"

Severin caught her under the jaw and covered her mouth with his.

Surprise broke softly from Nyra before she kissed him back.

"Mmh!"

He tasted himself on her tongue.

"I’ve barely started."

Nyra’s ears rose.

"Good."

Severin rolled her nipple between his fingers while they kissed. She shifted closer between his thighs, bare skin warm against him.

"Ah..."

His other hand moved down her abdomen and between her legs.

Nyra inhaled sharply when his fingers found her.

She was already soaked.

Severin spread her folds with his thumb.

Deep pink against pale cream-ivory skin. Soft, slick, and wet enough to shine in the lamplight.

He looked down.

"Beautiful."

Nyra went very still.

Severin dragged his thumb through the wetness.

"Soft. Pink. So fucking wet for me."

Her cheeks burned.

"You say that like you’re proud of yourself."

"Damn right."

His finger slipped inside her.

"Ah...!"

Nyra’s dry answer broke into breath.

He added another finger and curled them.

"Nnh... Sev..."

Her hips followed his hand before she could hide it.

He kissed her breast while he worked her open, tongue circling her nipple as her breathing turned uneven.

"Mmh... keep going."

"Wasn’t going to."

His thumb rubbed her clit.

Nyra’s thighs tightened around his wrist.

"Hh... that’s..."

"That’s what?"

Nyra’s thighs drew tighter around his wrist. "Annoying."

Severin sucked her nipple harder.

"Ah!"

"Still annoying?"

Nyra exhaled through her teeth. "Very."

He laughed against her breast.

Nyra pushed his shoulder.

"Move over."

Severin caught her waist instead.

"Face away."

The humor vanished from her eyes and left something warmer behind.

She turned.

Nyra straddled him facing away, knees and lower legs supported by the mattress. Her back settled against his chest. Severin’s hands closed around her waist.

Her tail shifted aside on its own.

His cock was already hard again beneath her.

Nyra reached between them and guided him to her entrance.

"Hh... nn..."

Severin held her hips.

"Down."

She lowered herself.

SQUELCH!

The head pushed through her slick entrance.

Nyra’s breath broke.

"Nghh..."

Another slow drop.

SQUELCH!

"Ah... you’re still too big."

"And you’re still taking it."

Nyra dragged in a breath. "Barely."

"Still a liar."

He pulled her down the rest of the way.

Nyra gasped.

"Hah...!"

Her pussy clenched hard around him.

Severin’s own breath caught.

"Fuck."

Nyra froze for half a beat.

Then the corner of her mouth lifted.

"There. Got you."

Severin tightened his grip on her hips.

"Give me that squeeze again."

She squeezed deliberately.

His cock was gripped from base to head by hot, wet muscle.

Severin’s teeth closed lightly on the side of her neck.

"Nnh... that’s it. Keep squeezing me."

Nyra shivered.

"Mmh... right there."

She lifted herself and came down again.

SQUELCH!

Severin guided her hips, taking the rhythm away from her the moment she found it.

"I was doing fine," she breathed.

"Now you’re doing it my way."

"Obviously."

He kissed behind her ear.

Her tail brushed his thigh.

The pace built.

CLAP! CLAP!

Nyra’s ass struck his hips. Her breasts bounced with every downward drive while Severin’s hand came around to cup her breast, squeezing the soft weight against his palm.

"Ah... mmh... Severin..."

He rolled her nipple between thumb and finger.

"Nnh...!"

His other hand stayed on her waist, controlling how far she rose and how hard she came back down.

CLAP!

Nyra’s head tipped onto his shoulder.

"Hh... harder, Severin."

Severin slapped her ass.

SLAP!

Her body jolted.

"Ah—!"

A pink mark bloomed over the rounded flesh.

He drove her down again.

CLAP!

"Again," she whispered.

He slapped the opposite side.

SLAP!

"Nnh... that’s it..."

Severin’s hand returned to her breast.

He squeezed, then struck the full soft curve once with an open palm.

SLAP!

Nyra gasped.

"Ah—Severin!"

Her pussy tightened around him hard enough to pull a rough sound from his throat.

"Mmh... feel that?"

"Every bit."

She squeezed again.

Severin bit her shoulder lightly.

"Keep doing that and I’ll fill you before you get what you want."

Nyra’s breath turned shaky.

"Maybe I want that too."

Severin squeezed her hips. "Greedy."

"You taught me."

He laughed once and changed the angle with his hold on her hips.

The next stroke went deeper.

Not all the way. Enough to make Nyra’s knees press harder into the mattress.

"Ah... nn..."

He kissed her neck, then her jaw, forcing her face back toward him until their mouths met over her shoulder.

Nyra moaned into the kiss.

"Mmh... ahn..."

Severin’s fingers slid down from her breast to her clit.

Her body jerked.

"Hh... don’t..."

"Finish that sentence."

Nyra ground down against him, breath stuttering. "Keep that pace."

"I wasn’t."

CLAP! CLAP!

His fingers worked in time with her movement.

Nyra’s breath broke apart.

"Ah... nn... Severin..."

Her ears flattened, then lifted again. Her tail twitched uselessly across his thigh.

"Mmh... I’m close."

"Then come."

He drove her down harder and rubbed her clit through the impact.

CLAP!

"Ahh...!"

Nyra came with a sudden full-body lock.

Her pussy convulsed around Severin.

"Nnh... I’m... ah...!"

She shook against his chest, thighs trembling while he held her in place.

The contractions kept squeezing him.

Severin groaned low against her ear.

"That’s it. Milk me."

Nyra’s answer was a broken sound.

"Mmh... hh..."

He kept thrusting through the aftershocks.

SQUELCH! CLAP!

She was even wetter now, every movement thick and slick between them.

"Sev..."

Severin steadied her with both hands. "Don’t drift."

"I’m right here."

He pulled her down into a deliberately deeper stroke.

The head of his cock pressed into the farthest point, a brutal womb-kiss of pressure that stole the rest of her breath.

SQUIRT!

Nyra cried out.

"Ahh—deep!"

Fluid splashed over his thighs and the sheet beneath them.

Severin held the depth for a beat, feeling her pussy flutter hard around him.

"Fuck... that grip."

Nyra sagged back onto his shoulder.

"Nnh... I felt it..."

He didn’t repeat that depth immediately.

Instead he drove shorter, faster strokes while she tried to recover.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Nyra’s moans lost their dry edge completely.

"Mmh... ah... please..."

"What are you asking for?"

Nyra squeezed hard around him. "Fill me."

Her pussy clenched hard again.

Severin’s control snapped tight around the pleasure.

"Then take every drop."

He buried himself deep enough to hold her still and came inside her.

SPURT!

Nyra gasped.

"Ah... ngh!"

His cock throbbed inside her, pumping hot semen into her wet pussy.

SPRUTT!

"Mmh... Sev... please..."

Another pulse filled her deeper.

Nyra trembled in his arms, pussy still contracting around him.

He stayed buried until the last throb passed.

For a few breaths, neither moved.

Then Nyra looked back over her shoulder.

"Still not satisfied?"

Severin kissed her mouth.

"I’ve got more."

Her laugh came out weak and breathless.

"Naturally."

He lifted her off him carefully enough to keep their bodies from tangling and moved her toward the open foot of the bed.

Nyra lay back near the edge, breathing hard. Her thighs shone with slickness. Semen already glistened at her entrance.

Severin stood between her legs.

Her gaze dropped to his cock, then back up.

"You’re already hard again."

Severin’s mouth curved. "You say that like it’s news."

"I’m reconsidering several life choices."

"You missed your chance."

Nyra snorted softly.

"That one was almost funny."

Severin leaned down and took her mouth.

This kiss was slower.

Nyra’s hands slid around his neck. Her legs opened around him without being told.

He kissed down her throat, then closed his mouth over her nipple again.

SLURP!

"Mmh... hn..."

He licked over the round weight of her breast, sucked the nipple, then moved to the other.

"Ah... don’t stop there."

His hand slid under her ass and pulled her closer to the edge.

Nyra wrapped her legs around his hips.

Severin rubbed the swollen head slowly along her slick folds.

SQUELCH!

She shuddered.

"Hh... I’m already too wet."

Severin dragged the head once through her slick folds. "No such thing."

"Easy for you to say."

He pushed inside.

SQUELCH!

Nyra’s mouth opened against his.

"Nnh... h-ah..."

Severin entered slowly until her body took him full.

Her pussy clamped around him again.

His breath left rougher than he intended.

A faint, satisfied curve touched Nyra’s mouth despite the haze in her eyes.

"Still getting you."

Severin caught her jaw.

"You want praise for squeezing my cock?"

Nyra tightened around him. "Maybe."

"Then squeeze harder."

She did.

The pressure locked around him.

Severin’s hips stopped for half a beat.

"That’s my girl."

Nyra’s eyes fluttered shut.

"Mmmh... h..."

He began moving.

Slow at first.

Deep enough to drag every nerve awake without immediately striking the farthest point.

SQUELCH!

Nyra’s legs tightened around his waist.

"Ah... that’s good."

Severin kissed her between strokes.

Her mouth stayed open under his, breath and moans mixing with each thrust.

"Mmh... nn-gh..."

He sucked her breast again while his hips kept the rhythm.

SLURP!

"Ah... Sev... mmh..."

Her fingers dug into his shoulder.

The pace sharpened.

CLAP! CLAP!

Her breasts bounced under him. Her ass shifted against the mattress with every impact.

Severin caught her breast and squeezed while his mouth moved over the other.

"Hh... yes... like that."

He drove faster.

CLAP!

Nyra’s breath turned into short, broken sounds.

"Ah... ah... nnh..."

Her pussy kept clenching around him, no longer in a deliberate rhythm.

"You’re squeezing me without trying now."

Nyra laughed once and lost it to a moan.

"Mmh... don’t tease..."

"Not happening."

His fingers found her clit again.

"Ah, Sev!"

Her back lifted from the bed.

"Please... Severin..."

"Come for me again."

He kept the strokes short enough to hold her near the edge instead of driving deepest.

Nyra’s thighs shook around his hips.

"Nnh... I can’t..."

Her voice broke.

"Ahh... nn!"

She came again, harder than before.

Her pussy pulsed around his cock, wet heat gripping him in waves.

Nyra buried her face against his shoulder and shook.

"Mmh... hh... gods..."

Severin held her through it, but didn’t stop moving.

When the strongest contractions eased, he kissed her mouth until her breathing steadied enough to answer him.

"With me?"

Nyra’s eyes opened.

"Unfortunately."

"That glare will do."

She managed a weak glare.

"You’re impossible."

Nyra’s legs tightened around him again.

Severin smiled.

"You can do better than that."

Nyra’s legs trembled around his hips. "I can barely do anything."

"Wrap tighter."

Her hands locked behind his neck.

Severin changed the rhythm.

He drove in harder, then backed off before the deepest point.

Again.

CLAP!

Nyra whimpered.

"Nnh... mm..."

Again.

CLAP!

Her breasts bounced beneath him.

Severin bent to her nipple and sucked while he thrust.

SLURP!

"Ah... yes!"

The next stroke went deliberately all the way.

The head of his cock kissed that far, womb-deep point again.

SQUIRT!

Nyra’s whole body jerked.

"Ahh—Severin!"

Fluid splashed hot between them.

Her nails dug into his shoulders.

Severin felt the grip around him tighten violently.

"Fuck... that pussy is trying to keep me."

Nyra’s mouth fell open.

"Mmh... it’s yours..."

He kissed her hard.

Then he pulled back into shorter strokes, refusing to give her the deepest contact again yet.

SQUELCH! CLAP!

"Nnh... please..."

"Tell me what you want."

Nyra’s eyes were unfocused now.

"Deep."

"Give me the words."

Her breath hitched.

"Please... fuck me deep."

Severin gripped her hips.

"Exactly."

He drove all the way in.

SQUIRT!

Nyra screamed into his shoulder.

"Ahh... fuck...!"

The deepest pressure hit, and the release sprayed again exactly with it.

Her legs shook around him.

Severin pulled back just enough to thrust again, hard but not to the same end point.

CLAP! CLAP!

Nyra was losing the ability to form clean words.

"Mmh... nnh... Sev..."

He kissed her.

She kissed back desperately, tongue clumsy now.

"Keep your eyes on me."

"Mmh... trying..."

Her pussy squeezed him hard, then harder.

Severin’s own pleasure rose with every contraction.

He could feel the final climax coming.

Her grip changed as his body tightened.

"Fill me..."

Severin slowed a fraction. "Again?"

"Yes... inside... deep..."

Severin’s hand closed around the back of her neck.

"Then take all of it."

He drove into the deliberately deepest stroke again.

SQUIRT!

Nyra came again at the same instant.

"Aahh—Severin!"

Her body arched. Her legs locked around his hips, then shook violently. Her pussy clamped down in hard, pulsing contractions around his cock.

That grip pushed Severin over with her.

"Nyra..."

He buried himself and came deep inside.

SPURT!

Hot semen pumped into her already soaked pussy.

Nyra moaned brokenly against his mouth.

"Mmh... ahh..."

SPRUTT!

Another heavy pulse filled her pussy until the heat seemed to reach her womb.

"Severin... ngh..."

Her voice was barely there.

His cock throbbed again.

SPURT!

Nyra’s pussy kept squeezing through every pulse, soft and wet and impossibly tight around him.

Severin stayed inside until both of them stopped shaking hard enough to move.

Nyra’s arms loosened from his neck.

For a while, all he heard was her breathing and his own.

Then she whispered, "You look pleased with yourself."

"I should be."

"Figures."

He kissed her once more, slower now.

When Severin finally withdrew, thick semen followed his cock out of her swollen pink pussy and ran down toward the sheet.

Nyra looked down.

"That’s excessive."

"You asked me to."

Her mouth opened.

Closed.

Then she gave him a tired glare.

"Apparently I did."

Severin laughed quietly.

Nyra let her head fall back to the mattress.

"Don’t make me move yet."

Severin stayed beside the bed. "Never planned to."

Her tail lay limp beside her thigh.

The shaking eased quickly. By the time Nyra’s breathing settled, she sat up on her own, used a corner of the sheet to wipe what had reached her thighs, and stood without Severin lifting her.

Her knees wobbled once.

She noticed him noticing.

"Keep it to yourself."

Severin picked up his trousers.

"I said nothing."

Nyra glanced down at her knees. "Your face is rude again."

"Your legs are louder."

Nyra threw the nearest pillow at him.

He caught it.

A laugh escaped her despite herself.

They dressed.

Nyra crossed to the west table, buckled the belt with her sheathed knife back around her waist, then walked to the door.

Her hand settled on the same key.

She turned it.

Click.

The lock opened.

Nyra pulled the door inward.

Alicia stood on the landing, exactly where Severin had left her.

Her blue eyes went to Nyra first, then to Severin. A silver ear twitched.

"Master."

Before she could say more, a faint pull from the Perimeter Ward touched the south edge of Severin’s awareness.

Something had crossed inward.

He turned his head toward the stairwell.

Alicia followed his glance. "Someone came through?"

"South gate."

Footsteps sounded below.

Not rushed enough for an alarm.

A household servant appeared at the turn of the stairs with a folded note in hand. He stopped when he saw Alicia, then waited for her to look to Severin.

Severin nodded once.

The servant came up the remaining steps.

"Messenger at the south gate, sir. Says the note is from Rhyvara Kordren. He stayed by the gate instead of coming farther in."

Alicia took the folded note and passed it straight to Severin.

Nyra leaned her shoulder against the open door.

"She found the house fast."

"She found a messenger," Severin said.

He opened the note.

The note wasted no ink. Rhyvara wanted Vardren Korr’s body, the records kept on him, and the witnesses who had seen what happened. She gave no reason and no hint of what she already knew.

Severin read it twice.

There was no body left to hand over. He had Digested Vardren completely long ago; body and soul were gone.

Records still existed. So did people who’d seen enough.

Nyra watched his face instead of trying to read over his arm.

"Something she asked for isn’t simple."

It wasn’t quite a question.

"Part of it isn’t."

Alicia’s tail had gone still again. "Do you want me to bring her here, Master?"

"Leave her until morning."

He folded the note and put it inside his coat.

The servant waited.

"Tell the messenger it was received," Severin said. "No answer beyond that."

"Understood, sir."

The man went back down the stairs.

Nyra pushed herself upright from the doorframe.

"Body, records, witnesses?"

Severin looked at her.

"That’s what she asked for."

Nyra’s ears angled forward. "Then the useful question is what she thinks each one proves."

"Tomorrow."

Her gaze stayed on him for a beat, then she nodded. Her ears twitched once, and she let it go.

Severin turned back toward Nyra’s open room, the folded note still inside his coat. Rhyvara could wait until morning.