Chapter 863 863 - Foresight
Ripped from his thoughts, Erik's gaze snapped over to the door. Emma entered under Erik's stern, frustrated eyes. Timid, but determined.
Erik said nothing. Frustrated as he was, her interruption annoyed him, but he didn't want to snap at her. Emma noticed his feelings and flinched a little, but that didn't stop her. She quickly moved closer to him, some worry etched on her face.
"Sorry for being selfish, Master…" she whispered softly, grabbing his right hand and pulling it to her chest. Her large, heterochromatic eyes were wide open and filled with a frustration of her own. She looked into his now quite dark gaze.
"And I do know how to block our bond so I don't feel it, but…" she continued, a little hesitantly and with a small gulp, "…knowing how frustrated you are in here, I can't help but want to soothe you. S— So please let me take your mind off this question for a while…"
Erik's gaze couldn't help but soften… yet he still felt frustrated over his dilemma and annoyed at Emma's interruption.
Before he could respond, however, Emma slowly guided his hand up. "I can feel you're frustrated, Master. I can feel your need to release tension; your need to work some of this off."
Erik blinked a little with surprise as Emma gently wrapped his right hand around her throat. "I- I know I'm not Emily, but… I can take anything she can, Master…" she whispered softly, her gaze unwavering in her conviction. "In her absence, please let me serve as an outlet for your… rougher desires… because I know you need to release those now."
A growl started bubbling up from deep within Erik's throat. She was right, of course. When was she not, when it came to Erik's needs? He needed to take his mind off… and he was frustrated enough that his patience for the—relatively—gentler sex he usually had with Emma was at an all-time low.
Slowly, his hand started squeezing a little. He could feel the desire to roughly fuck and dominate his gentle, loving maid-wife bubble up inside him. Darkness and hunger filled his gaze.
Emma whimpered a little, not used to being treated or looked at like this. A gulp barely got past his hand, but her gaze never wavered in the conviction it showed. He squeezed a little harder as his growl became deeper. Emma whimpered more… but only pressed his hand around her neck with more strength, as if to help him choke her.
Watching her struggle, Erik felt his excitement rise… for just a second.
Then, he sighed and released her, his gaze softening completely.
"W- What's wrong…?" Emma whimpered, eyes wide with worry. Unable to resist Erik's strength, she could not stop his hand from leaving her throat. "D- Did I—"
"You did nothing wrong," Erik immediately interrupted her, sighing once more, his voice still dark. "I can just feel you don't enjoy it, and that turns me off. I wouldn't want you to enjoy it either, as that's not who you are."
Pouting sadly, Emma's eyes turned downcast, but Erik quickly used his right hand to push her chin up so he could look into her distressed eyes. "I truly appreciate how far you're willing to go for me, little Glimmer," he smiled gently, despite dark frustration still lingering in his voice. "But please leave me. I need to—"
"Just gonna send her off after all that?" a playful voice suddenly interrupted him. "I didn't know you could be that heartless!"
Erik cocked an eyebrow as both he and Emma looked over to the doorway, though they didn't need to see her to know who she was. In strolled Astrid, dressed in loose, casual, modern clothing as usual, a teasing smirk on her lips.
"I think sitting outside your room, feeling your frustration, and being unable to do anything about it would be far more torturous for Emma than anything you do to Emily!" she continued, walking over to the two of them. "Fortunately, she had the foresight to ask me to join her!"
Erik blinked at her last words. Unsure what to think, he left his eyebrow raised and looked back over at Emma. She blushed, avoiding his gaze as her pout turned into a kind of pout-smirk.
"I just… wanted to see if I could fulfil this desire of yours as well, Master…" she muttered softly. "But I knew there was a good chance I couldn't…"
Sighing, Erik looked at her with a look, not of surprise, but of knowing he should have realised Emma would have a backup plan. He smirked as some of the darkness he felt was lifted, and he looked at her profound love.
Feeling his shift, Emma looked up at him with a bright smile. "Fortunately, I don't have to take care of you alone!"
Chuckling, Erik shook his head. "Seems I underestimated you once again, Emma."
Then he turned his gaze over to his other wife and smirked at her… because she'd already undressed. Astrid was definitely the most toned and muscled of his wives. Her body was lean, her breasts were only a little bigger than Emma's, and she showed a slight six-pack.
Having just pulled off her shorts, she tossed them in a corner and walked to Erik with swaying hips and a daring grin. "I may not exactly be a maso like that pervert Emily, but you know I'm ready to let you do anything you like to me… so long as you can still overpower me."
Erik looked at her approach and felt the previous excitement filled with his darker, more violent desires begin to rise again. He knew very well how Astrid loved to be overwhelmed physically by him, to prove he still deserved her. Though… he'd never pushed that into the realms he touched when together with Emily.
Still, if she offered… and considering Emma had already awakened the fire inside him… and considering his frustration and dark feelings were still at an all-time high… he was more than willing to take her up on her offer.
And he had no patience to spare for it.
Before Astrid even reached him, he disappeared in a flash of dark-blue spatial energy.
Astrid's eyes widened, having not expected him to be that impatient. Still, she wasn't that easy.
With a flash of solar energy, she side-stepped Erik's hand as it suddenly appeared where her throat had been about a millisecond ago. She grinned. "You'll have to— Urk"
Suddenly, his hand wrapped around her throat anyway. Astrid's eyes widened. In a flash, she realised it was his left hand that'd nearly grabbed her just now, and she'd dodged to his right.
"You always favour dodging left… You need to fix that," Erik grinned, his eyes shining with hunger as his right hand lightly choked his beloved vampire.
He immediately felt the excitement and lust from her that he'd been missing from Emma when he did this. Impatient as he was, he unceremoniously used his grip to toss her onto the bed and quickly jumped after her.
Meanwhile, Emma watched it happen with a bright smile, just happy to feel her master's stress levels were already lowering.