Chapter 155: Sylvie I*

Raymond's nose flared as he smelled the pleasant scent of earth and forest. His arms instinctually went around the huggable waist in front of him and snugly pulled the body closer to him. With his face buried in a head full of luscious hair, he breathed in more of her addictive scent.

"Where were you?" Raymond asked softly as the tree fairy leaned into his touch and relaxed her body.

"I was here," she pointed towards the tree. "Waiting for you."

"I see…" Raymond nodded. "Can you grow back the leaves? The tree looks rather ba-bland without them." He almost said the word bald. No doubt, it would've hurt her if he didn't correct himself in time.

"Mmm, I can, but I am going to need your help with that." She replied with a mischievous grin on her face.

Raymond raised his eyebrows at her boldness as she started to ground her hips against his crotch. Wasn't she considered a sacred existence by the elves? Raymond felt a strange sensation in his chest at the thought of being intimate with someone revered by the people.

In her otherworldly presence, Raymond didn't feel any deceit or threat and naturally relaxed his guard. If it was someone else, he wouldn't have let them get this closer so easily.

"What kind of help do you need?" Raymond asked huskily as his hands roamed her curvaceous body. Her dress was made of vines and flowers and left little to the imagination.

"Dual cultivate with me," she replied, squirming under his ministrations. She turned around, with her legs going to his sides and her hand resting on his shoulders. Slowly, she cupped his face and leaned down to plant a kiss on his lips.

Raymond reciprocated by resting his hands on her hips and pried open her mouth with his tongue. She melted into his kiss and went limp against his body.

"Huff… that felt so strange yet so good." She breathed out in delight.

"What is your name?" Raymond suddenly asked. With all the commotions around him, he had forgotten to learn her name. If he was going to be intimate with her, he should at least know her name.

"What do you think? This is the first time in my life that I have manifested myself in human form," said the World Tree's spirit with a faint smile on her face. "I have been called a mother by my children, the world tree by outsiders. I have never been named anything else as long as I can remember."

"Sylvie," Raymond said suddenly.

"Huh? What's that?" She asked with a confused look on her face.

"Sylvie. That's what I will call you." Raymond replied, peering deep into her alluring crystal blue eyes.

"Are you trying to name me? An ancient existence?" She asked mirthfully.

"You promised to serve me forever. I am well within my rights to name you and have you as my woman." Raymond said with a straight face. Faced with her ethereal appearance, he decided to be honest and clearly state his intentions regarding her. There was no way Raymond was going to let go of a chance to embrace an unattainable flower like her.

How many people could say that they have made love to the spirit of the World Tree? Raymond would be a fool to let the opportunity slip by his hands by playing hard to get when she was practically throwing herself at him.

In response, Sylvie's face blossomed into a huge, blinding smile.

"Then I shall be called Sylvie, My Lord." She said while playfully nudging his nose with hers.

Raymond couldn't help but pull her down for another sloppy kiss. His eyes widened as her dress vanished and gave him direct access to her smooth, unblemished skin.

"You can make your dress vanish? That's nifty!" Praised Raymond. "I can do it, too." With a thought, his clothes disappeared into his pendant.

Sylvie checked his pendant curiously while Raymond adjusted himself to the branch so that she was straddling his lap. She felt a spark going through her body when a particular member of her lord prodded her inner thighs.

"Mmm," Sylvie grabbed ahold of his manhood, her dainty fingers gently caressing his length. As someone who had lived for a long time, she had seen elves, humans, and animals mating plenty of times since her eyes were everywhere.

She had even seen Raymond making love to his wives. However, holding the real thing in her hand was far different than watching from afar. The flesh was hot to the touch and throbbing in her hand as if inviting her to stroke it.

Sylvie accepted the invitation and started to run her hand along the throbbing shaft, tracing over the bulging veins. Her soft hand worked over his manhood, making it ooze with precum. Sylvie rubbed her finger over his tip, spreading the glistening liquid across his bulbous head.

Raymond hissed when her wet folds pressed and slid against his legs as Sylvie bowed her head, pushing her body backwards between his legs. Sylvie pushed her ass up in the air, giving a nice view of her arched hips to Raymond.

With an elegant motion, Sylvie gave a long lick against the underside of his cock. Raymond's member twitched in anticipation as her smooth tongue slithered all over his manhood. He grabbed her head and pushed his cock deep into her throat.

The slimy sensation of her tongue as it rolled around his cock head was heavenly. Her vine-like tongue latched onto his glans and slobbered all over it. Releasing his cock from her mouth, Sylvie started to fondle his balls. She pressed her mouth to the base of his cock and gilded her tongue from there to the tip of his tool.

Raymond gathered her colourful hair into a bunch and eased her access to his manhood. Sylvie showed her appreciation by massaging his balls with her tongue. She took them in her mouth and rolled her tongue around them alternatively while her eyes were fixed on Raymond's face to observe his reactions.

Sylvie felt encouraged every time his eyes closed shut and his face scrunched up in delight. Centuries of watching the mating process had turned her rather curious; she wholeheartedly tried her best to please him by putting her vast knowledge to work.

"Damn!" Raymond's eyes shut tightly as her mouth made a mess of his cock. Her saliva dripped and formed a bridge between his glans and her tongue as she let go of his cock. "Come here!" Raymond pulled her on his lap and aligned his tip with the entrance of her nether lips.

He had tried his best to hold back and enjoy her blowjob, but he couldn't control his urge to bury his cock deep inside her anymore.

"Annh! My Lord, the cultivation technique!" Sylvie was startled by his sudden aggressiveness. His hands roughly grabbed her soft buttocks and guided her down towards his cock as her lower lips parted by his thick glans.

"It can wait," Raymond growled in her ears before biting her earlobes.

Sylvie felt herself getting wetter by his rough handling. She bit her lips to muffle her moans as his hands lowered her on his shaft.

"Anng!" Sylvie groaned as his member prodded further into her cave.

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