Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

1719 Mixed Signals P1*

Kayara's assigned inn room was apt for someone of her status.

The walls adorned with carvings depicting mythical hound-like creatures seemed to come alive under the gentle glow of enchanted sconces.

Of course, the reason such carvings existed in the inn was because it was under the influence of a faith that worshiped that hound-like creature. The entire region was regulated by the followers of a beast god.

The wooden furniture of Kayara's room, meticulously carved with intricate patterns, exuded an air of craftsmanship beyond mortal skill. A large canopy bed dominated the center of the room, its velvet curtains cascading like a waterfall of rich burgundy.

The large and plushy bed itself appeared to have been charmed for the perfect night's rest. Soft cushions and luxurious linens completed the inviting allure.

A quaint writing desk nestled near the window bathed in the silvery light of Labh Salem's quatern moons, seemed to beckon creative contemplation. The view from the window revealed a serene garden illuminated by magical orbs, casting an ethereal glow upon the flowers and winding paths.

The air carried a hint of lavender, a soothing fragrance that permeated the room as if nature itself conspired with magic to ensure a peaceful rest. Rest, however, was not a priority for the room's two occupants.

"Mhhhh!"

A sensuous moan escaped Kayara's lips as she felt Eren kissing her neck. She could feel his hot breaths on her bare skin. The blood rushed to the spots he kissed and bit on, giving her the red spots on her neck.

[ Kayara holds feelings of anger towards you. You have earned 10 Origin Force Points ]

[ Kayara holds feelings of lust. You have earned 8 Origin Force Points ]

[ Kayara holds feelings of envy. You have earned 1 Origin Force Points ]

[ Kayara holds feelings of greed. You have earned 1 Origin Force Points ]

'You gotta be kidding me. She's still mad at me?'

Eren couldn't believe that the woman in his arms was still angry at him for something he didn't know. The only good news was her anger had lessened a bit. She also felt some other strong emotions for him, which he saw as a small win.

By now, Eren had taken off his tunic, and Kayara followed suit. They were both bare from the waist up, feeling each other's warmth. They used their hands to explore each other's bodies, getting in sync with each other's rhythm.

"Hmmmmm!"

Another groan escaped Kayara's lips and reverberated into her body as Eren's tongue sought entry, dueling with hers, stroking her teeth, lapping up every breath. Her remaining clothes inched up her thighs and the hard length of his erect member burned through the clothes separating them.

"Ooooh! Ereeeen!"

Kayara moved her hips, rubbing against him, sending tingles of electricity darting through her wet mound. She soaked her flimsy panties at the thought of stripping away those last barriers.

She was angry at Eren for some reason only she knew. But that didn't stop her from giving it her all in the carnal act. She was glad that she was chosen for this specific mission.

She wanted to feel Eren inside of her. She wanted him to give her the pleasure she had been craving for so long before she could start her original plan.

"Kayara…"

Eren's voice slurred ever so slightly between kisses and licks as their mouths moved together. It was like some sloppy wet swordplay. Or a form of dancing, tongues waltzing together, circling each other.

"Kayara…"

Eren seemed even more into the act than Kayara was. He had supposedly let his guard down, giving Kayara all the confidence she needed to proceed further in her act.

Eren leaned his head back, fingers fisting in Kayara's hair, trapping her when she would have followed anyway. His chest rose and fell. His excitement fueled her own.

"Sweetheart, I swear to Ishgaar, you're so beautiful."

The butcher's murmur was low and throaty. Kayara felt her own body heating up to Eren's touches. She was starting to forget the real reason she was with Eren. She felt as if her previous mission was not important anymore.

"I… I didn't know you were so religious…" Kayara managed to reply in between her breaths.

"I am not. But right now, I am ready to follow… ummmm… a religion that worships you, my dear," Eren spoke his sweet nothings in Kayara's ears with a voice mixed in commitment and conviction.

'This guy… I underestimated him… He… he is good… too good.'

Kayara thought to herself. She couldn't respond to Eren's compliment right away in a verbal manner. Instead, she responded by pressing her soft body against his hard muscles even harder than before.

The auburn-haired woman looked into Eren's emerald green eyes and felt as if her consciousness would get sucked into them if she stared for a bit longer. The thought was tempting as she wanted him to make her forget everything about her and the baggage she carried. Yet, she tried to stay on course by reverting her gaze to his chiseled body visible under the moonlight seeping through the open windows.

"You are mine now, you know," Eren spoke in a voice laced with authority and vigor. The kind of authority that couldn't be questioned.

Would Eren sound that hoarse when they were naked and rolling together? Kayara shuddered, one aching tangle of desperation.

At this point, she could feel that Eren was not a normal Grand Knight. He would have lost his mind by being with her by now if he was. And yet, he could still keep his consciousness intact. The carnal pleasure he was feeling with her didn't make him lose sense of himself.

The two didn't know when they were occupying Kayara's plush bed that had been waiting on them for quite some time. Their bodies stayed glued to each other as they continued what they were doing on a new platform.

Kayara's hands flattened against Eren's chest, the pounding of his heart a fast rhythmic cadence beneath her questing fingers.

AN: Thank you Drin for the castle. :)