CHAPTER#31

Sitting at the table, Mike looked over his strange new family. He was surrounded by beautiful women who enjoyed his company, fantastic food, and a sense of belonging he had never had. He wondered if Emily had felt the same way at some point. What could have turned her toward her strange behavior near the end?

It grew even darker outside, night having finally come. Ratu and Sofia left, returning to their respective areas. Mike felt guilty going to bed with Jenny still missing, but he was exhausted. This wasn't a problem that he could just throw himself at, and he hoped for more clarity in the morning.

At Beth's request, he covered the mirrors in the bathroom and her bedroom. It gave him the chills to think that a demon could be sitting behind the reflection of the fabric, just waiting to make a grab for him. Beth was unusually stoic about the fact that some dark entity had it in for her, but he assumed it was part of what made her a perfect fit for the house.

Naia helped him bathe, giving him a relaxing massage in the tub. He asked her again if she knew anything about what Emily had been doing, but she still had no answers. Resigned to having a mystery to solve on his own, he slid into the cool sheets of his bed, staring at the oddly placed carpet near the corner of the room. It was where Emily had been found eventually, her body rotting and ruining the wood.

"What were you up to?" He knew from Ratu that she had been seeking immortality, but felt like that was no longer the whole story.

Either way, the carpet didn't have an answer for him. He turned off the light and rolled over, his eyes closing. He lay that way for nearly an hour, his mind whirring through all the possibilities. Tomorrow morning, he was going to break down the wall in the servant's room and go down that original path and confront the Rat King in his throne room.

Everything after that was still up in the air. The door of his room creaked, and he heard footsteps approaching the bed.

"Hey, Tink." He lifted the blankets to let her in. He heard clothing fall to the floor, the bed squeaking quietly when she got in. It wasn't until he felt the normal sized hand slide around his waist and grab his cock that he realized it wasn't the goblin. He turned the light on and rolled over to see Zel's smiling face staring back at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Zel winked at him. "I wanted to spend some more time with you."

"Where's Tink?"

"She's busy in the garage. Making a ton of noise with her tools. When I complained, she told me to sleep somewhere else, so here I am." The centaur grinned, pulling the sheet back to reveal her bare body. "The potion is slowly wearing off, and I intend to make the most of it."

"Zel, I..." Thoughts of Jenny and Emily bounced around in his mind, but the sight of a naked woman before him was stiff competition. It also gave him an idea.

"Let me help you relax." She grabbed his cock through his boxers and gave it a couple of strokes. He was immediately hard, blood rushing to his groin. She pulled the boxers down to reveal the head of his cock.

"Wait, before we begin. How slowly are you turning back?"

Zel shrugged. "Slow enough. I'm guessing twelve to forty hours." She stroked his cock and gave it a lick. "Do you want to talk about math, or get your dick sucked?"

"Let's try something else." He sat up and pushed her onto her back. "If this really is a limited time thing, let's take advantage of it." He spread her legs apart, marveling at the silky mane of her tail beneath her ass. Her legs were furry, but it was still smooth to the touch. He lightly stroked her fuzzy pubes, admiring the thick lips of her labia.

"What are you doing?"

"Horsing around." He lowered his head and planted kisses along her inner thighs.

'You're so funny." The irritation in her voice was replaced by a soft sigh. He ran his fingers up her legs and across her thick, puffy folds.

"I do my best." He gave her a light kiss on her hip bone. "Actually, there's something I want your help with."

"Whatever you want as long as you keep doing that." She stretched her arms, running them slowly across the sheets. "It must be nice sleeping on something so soft."

"It has its benefits." He teased her some more, allowing the anticipation to build. She was enjoying the attention he gave her, but that was only second to what he actually wanted to accomplish. He kissed the area around her hairy mound, pushing his thumb along the edges of her labia, applying just enough pressure to make her cry for more.

He pulled her into his mouth, sliding his tongue around the edge of her swollen clit. She grabbed the back of his head, her fingers pressing into his scalp. He let his mind float, the first step to his true intentions.

She likes that. Naia's voice echoed in his ears, his fingers suddenly moving on their own. She's never had a tongue pleasure her before. She will be sensitive, so take it slow. She was just beneath the surface now, guiding him. He felt like a ghost in his own body, his lips and tongue moving of their own accord, guided by an unseen hand.

Zel's moans were low and guttural, her body moving beneath him. His tongue traced circles on her clit, his fingers sliding into her and caressing her vaginal walls. Her pelvic walls squeezed his fingers, and he added more, stretching her out. Her thighs closed, her legs wrapping around his head. She squeezed him tightly, her moans distant through her thick thighs. He crossed the fingers that he used to penetrate her and gave them a twist when they were halfway in. He enjoyed listening to the gasps of surprise that came from her, tiny sounds that were barely audible.