Although winter had not quite yet come, the chilly morning breeze all but heralded it’s early arrival into the northern continent. Having wept their last for the passing of autumn, all deciduous trees already laid bare. Maples, birches, willows and oaks... All naked, dreaming of the spring to come. True to their names, only evergreens still retained their lush. It was getting cold, terribly so. It wouldn’t be much longer until the whole landscape was enveloped by a wintry veil of pristine white.

Leila’s eyes opened lazily, taking in the pale morning light that shone through the glass windows of their rented Inn room. Her naked body laid pressed against Steinar’s, legs intertwined as her head rested against his muscular chest. Annie, equally naked, was hugging him from the other side of the bed. Her breathing was soft and constant, she was still sleeping.

A little over three months had passed since they left Valtia behind, traveling northeast towards the central region of the continent— towards the Kingdom of Arum. Last night their journey had finally reached it's destination, the merchant’s city of Alcara. Tired from the long trip, their group made straight for a cozy little inn in the city’s port district. There they would wait for the arrival of the twins.

Much had changed during their trip there, mainly regarding their bodies and their relationship with Steinar. They were close now, something between master-apprentice and lovers perhaps. Their bodies had become strong, perfectly toned in a way that only added to their beauty. Fairer, softer skin with beautifully shaped abs that most women can only ever dream of having. Smooth, exuberant hair the likes of a noble lady that never wanted for expensive care products. Unnatural changes only made possible through Steinar’s help.

By teaching them how to use aura and providing a seemingly unending supply of high quality alchemical brews, capable of boosting one’s vitality and reshaping one’s bodies, he had them born anew. Though they also did put in a lot of effort and endure a lot of pain during the process, it was not something just about anyone could achieve.

Leila let out a honeyed moan as her lips kissed Steinar’s broad chest. She knew he was awake by now, she could tell by the feeling of his member hardening against her thighs. Even though they had spent most of the previous night making love, it seems like he was already fully recovered and hungering for more. Such incredible vigor… Truly worth of a ravenous ‘beast’ such as him.

Leila too was getting in the mood, her wetness already staining the bed sheets. Her nethers were still sore from last night’s intercourse, likely reddened and even a bit swollen. Still, she too wanted for more. It would hurt a bit if they went at it again right now, but even that she had come to enjoy. It hurts but it hurts good, and if needed she could just drink a potion to help accelerate her recovery. By now, she felt like only Steinar’s rough loving would be able to quench her body’s thirst. Just common sex was no longer enough, for she had learned the pleasures of his wild mating— like an animal with total disregard for anything other than sheer pleasure. It felt good to be desired that much, to feel like she was being devoured by a strong male. It was an intoxicating feeling, one she had grown addicted too in the course of their travels.

Will it last? She couldn’t tell. Perhaps once they reunite with the other group things will change, maybe Steinar will become enamored with Camille or the twins and forget her. But even so, she wanted to stay by his side for now— for as long as possible. It may as well be love that she feels for him, or even a sense of worship towards someone who saved her from a cruel fate. The only truth is that she wished to remain by his side, to see the world with him. If fate allowed, she would like to give birth to his children and grow old together. It all may very well be just the delusions of a foolish girl who was shown a new, broader world. Still… It was her hearts desire. Even if she had to share him with someone else, even if she was just a convenient tool for him to vent his lust, she still wanted to be with him.

Steinar’s left hand reached for Leila’s hair, softly caressing it between his fingers. He spoke nothing, but she understood that the gentleness behind his touch meant for her to keep going. She kissed all over his chest, going up to his collarbone and then to his neck. She bit it softly, giving a few hickeys along the way. Once her lips finally reached his, he grabbed her body in a tight embrace with both of his extremely muscular arms. Lifting her up, he sat her on his lap without breaking the kiss. His enormous member now pressed against Leila’s toned abs. By that time, Annie had already woken up and was also joining in on the fun. She had her breasts pressed against Steinar’s back while repeatedly kissing the nape of his neck.

The three kept grinding their bodies against each other on the peak of arousal for some more minutes, until Steinar sat back against the headboard. “Come.” He commanded. There was no need for other words, the two girls knew what he wanted. They smiled, kneeling in front of him— one on the right side, one on the left. He wanted them to service his member with their mouths, both girls at the same time. It was a favorite of his and not one day would go by without them doing so, multiple times at that. They bent over his crotch as their soft, warm lips met along the length of his phallus. Working in perfect synchrony, the two hungrily slobbered all over Steinar’s enormous piece of man-meat.

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Any prospects of that being a productive morning were now gone, as they would surely keep enjoying themselves until some time later in the afternoon.

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It was around four o’clock in the afternoon when the three of them finally got out of the room, making their way down the stairs that led towards the inn’s restaurant area. They sat at an empty table and ordered some food— a lot of food, actually. A few of the other patrons kept taking side glances at them while gossiping about something. Understandable, given how much noise they were making until just a few minutes ago. The girls, particularly, were howling like mad beasts enraptured in the act of copulation. Quite a pair of lungs those two have, no wonder everyone heard them.

A little flushed, the two girls meekly ate the food that was served. Somehow trying to not pay attention to the patrons that were gossiping about them.

“Say, Steinar… Has there been any contact from your little sister?” Leila asked, while shoveling some pasta into her mouth with a fork.

“Yes.” He affirmed. “She sent over a familiar while the two of you were asleep. Their ship should be arriving in just a couple of days.”

“I’m glad.” Annie joined, showing the faintest trace of a smile. “I miss the girls.” It seems like she was finally starting to recover after all this time.

“I hope you are not thinking of becoming their servants again.” Steinar remarked, staring at the two. “You belong to me now.”

The two girls blushed like tomatoes and shifted their gaze down awkwardly. Though for some people his statement may sound like something cruel, to the two them it was all they had ever wished for. The feeling of being wanted that much was something new to them, something marvelous. Although Steinar was cold, harsh and a bit of a bully, he never treated them badly nor forced them to do things against their will. On the contrary, he opened up a new world for them. Made them stronger and gave them hope for the future. They were sure that if they ever wanted to leave Steinar would not oppose them, likely he would even worry for them. For all his tough guy act and talk of ‘owning’ them, deep down it just felt like he saw something broken and decided to fix it on whim.

That is why the girls loved when he told them that they belonged to him. Hell, it even made them wet whenever he said it. ‘You are mine’. ‘You are my property’. ‘You belong to me’. Those words accompanied by that cold stare of his were capable of literally sending them into heat.

“Erm...” Flustered, Leila tried to switch the topic of the conversation. “Why don’t you tell us more about your little sister? I’m really eager to meet her in person.”

“Little sister, huh?” He mused, taking a drink from a glass of whiskey. “You keep saying that, but as far as I remember she should be older than me.”

“Huh…?” Leila’s mouth hung open in surprise, Annie’s too. From the voice they had heard, it at least sounded like a little girl in her early teens.

“I believe that I already explained to you that I come from a family of witches.” He continued, taking another sip from his glass. “The thing is, you are underestimating them. To witches, apparent age means nothing. Their lifespans are just that high.”

“Then… Is she not a child?” It was Annie that asked, as Leila was still too busy trying to understand the implications of what Steinar had just said.

“Not really.” He asserted. “The outside appearance of a witch often matches their inner desires. In Bruna’s case, she specially likes being babied and treated like a little sister. So her body conformed to her wishes.” He paused to take one last sip of his whiskey, emptying the glass before continuing. “As long as she wants to stay like that, a thousand years may pass but she will still look like a kid.”

The two girls watched in confusion.

“What about lady Iris and lady Alice, are they the same?” Leila inquired, since the twins also looked younger than they actually were.

“It’s not the same.” He denied their line of thought. “From the picture I saw of them, their bone structure seems to be proper for their age, specially around the hips— a child’s wouldn’t be so well developed.”

“I see...” Leila breathed out in relief. “Then they are just late bloomers, right?.”

“Perhaps.” He mused, giving it some thought. “As I said, a witch’s appearance matches their inner desires. Their bodies have already reached adulthood, but with a very small and delicate frame that severely lacks in womanly assets. One has to wonder what sort of desires made them develop in such a way.” He paused for a few seconds and then added. “Though I have to say, their faces look quite beautiful.”

After that, the conversation just ceased as they finished eating. The three went for a stroll around the city, a little sightseeing since the girls had never traveled to the central region before. They ended up buying some random stuff— more clothes for the girls, mostly. Then, once it was getting late, they went back to the inn to enjoy each other’s intimate company.

End of Chapter 8: Leisure Time.