Chapter 208 208

Chapter 208 208
The old woman swallows nervously and starts breathing heavily in fear. I circle around the cowering witch and lock the door to her hut. She spins around immediately.
“What are you doing?” she asks in panic as I advance on her, forcing her backward until her backside hits a massive wooden table. “Anton, don’t forget who you’re dealing with! I’ll turn you into a cockroach.”
“After you saved me?” I smirk and see Laverna’s eyes flick to my lips for a split second.
I yank at her sack-like garment, tearing it from the neckline down to her waist. She cries out in surprise and is suddenly bare to the waist.
“What… do you think you’re doing?” the old woman rasps, trying in horror to cover her pitiful nakedness. But I keep going, ripping the garment all the way down until it slides to her feet. She panics, grabbing it to cover herself.
“What I have to,” I whisper—and grabbing her by the back of the head, I crash my lips into hers.
She freezes in my arms, breathing hard. I hear her heartbeat. I slowly push my tongue into her mouth—awkwardly, shyly—and she starts to respond to my caress.
God, she doesn’t even know how to kiss! At her age, it should be me learning from her. Another realization flashes through my mind, bringing shock and a strange sense of pride. She’s still a virgin.
I run my hand over her sagging breasts, finding her nipples somewhere around her navel and starting to stroke them. The gray-haired woman lets out a long moan and completely melts, timidly allowing my liberties.
“Anton,” I see desire flaring in the witch’s eyes, their color growing deeper.
“Shh,” I whisper, bending to her chest and drawing the soft, deflated-balloon-like areolas into my mouth.
My fingers slide to the most intimate place on a woman’s body, and I’m stunned by how narrow it is there—and already wet. Despite everything, my cock is aching badly with arousal, heavy and hard as never before. A real weapon, straining for battle.
"How dare you?" the old woman mutters indignantly, though already barely aware of herself, melting in my arms and languid from the new, pleasant sensations.
“This is only the beginning, Laverna,” I promise her—and deftly shove my pants down, pulling out my loaded weapon.
Seeing my manhood, the witch flinches and blushes, but I’m quicker. I settle myself between her flabby legs, sit the gray-haired woman on the table, and spread them wider.
“Why are you doing this?” her voice trembles. “Are you a pervert, or did you make a bet with someone?”
“I hope not, and no. I’m drawn to you, and I can’t fight it,” I confess into the witch’s lips, rubbing her desire between her legs with the head of my hard cock, slipping slightly into her hot core. She likes it—she starts unconsciously moving toward my caress, rasping out moans. “And I see only one explanation for it—I think I love you, Laverna… or better… Lavi?”
The witch’s eyes widen in shock, and I thrust all the way into undeniably virgin depths. She hisses in pain, and her eyes glow faintly, easing the discomfort I caused.
“What?” the gray-haired woman asks, not believing what she heard. I begin to move slowly, and the woman in my arms starts to relax.
“I know it’s you, my girl,” I whisper against her lips—and at last she wraps her arms around me in return, quietly shedding a tear and giving herself over to passion.
“I love you too,” my green-eyed girl whispers through pain and tears.
A bright light fills the room, and a warm wave spreads through the space, knocking countless jars and vials off the shelves of the hut. I feel the slack skin beneath my hands turn into a firm, young body.
Opening my eyes, I see the most beautiful and erotic sight in the world: my beloved—an incredibly beautiful girl—with my cock buried in her to the hilt.
“You’re driving me crazy,” my delight and relief know no bounds, my chest bursting with feelings for this little one.
“Anton,” my love throws herself at my lips, and I can’t hold back anymore.
I greedily touch her beautiful body, trying to memorize every lovely curve and line with my hands. I start pounding fast and uncontrolled into the hot body, making her cry out, spread her slender legs wider, and arch her flexible back.
Lavi lies back on the table, her hair spilling like liquid silver across the surface, and I can’t stop, looming over my beauty. A few more thrusts to the very end—and I feel her clamp down on me even tighter, convulsing and screaming. The next second, I follow her, coming hard into her maiden core.
We freeze like that, staring into each other’s eyes, drunk on feeling. I’ve never had an orgasm this mind-blowing—because I’ve never felt anything like this. I’m bursting with love, tenderness, and happiness as I look into that green gaze.
“Well hello, my beloved green-eyed girl.”
“Hello, my love,” my entire universe smiles back at me.