Dungeon of Niflheim

419 Chapter 419: Testing the limits of the azure spark quail

Frost smiled lustfully as he imagined the upcoming night battle between him and Maya. A certain area inevitably hardened and grew as a result of such thoughts and his wolf like heart started thumping away. His patience was dwindling.

Frost ended up calling Maya through the dungeon menu, but she refused to pick up. She was still clearly trying to put off the event. The pain from their first time influencing her current actions.

Since that avenue didn’t work Frost called Nanna and Loki convincing them to act on his behalf.

A couple minutes later Nanna and Loki returned to the private space, flushed red from an intense workout but there was no sign of Maya.

“Where’s Maya?”

“Maya said that she wanted to continue training by herself and didn’t want to be disturbed. She feels that she’s getting rusty when it comes to your hands on training and wanted to brush up on a few things.” Nanna answered, mirroring what Maya told her. She was still young, so she wasn’t quite aware of the situation between Frost and Maya. In fact she felt inspired by Maya that even at her level of strength she was still wanting to improve and all so she could help Frost better, it warmed her little heart.

“Is that so.” Frost smirked in response, not expecting Maya to be so resistant to what was for sure going to happen tonight. She started this ride when she prepared the azure spark quail that boosted stamina, so there was no way he was backing down.

“Alright thanks for telling me Nanna, why don’t you and Loki take a quick bath before heading to bed. We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow so you two should get some rest.

“Kay!” Both Nanna and Loki responded with excitement before dashing off to the bathroom hand in hand.

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Frost meanwhile vanished from the living room to arrive in the training space.

He appeared behind Maya who was lost in her thoughts, crouching down and twirling her finger against the floor. She was caught at a conflicting crossroads. If she had a flower she would be plucking the petals off one by one to arrive at the chosen outcome.

‘Should I go or should I keep avoiding him.’ She desperately wanted to fall into the abyss of pleasure with Frost but the pain from their first time was so evident that it caused her body to tremble at thought of going through that again. Her hand subconsciously drifted downwards below her abdomen, her mind awash with the memory of Frost’s weapon pushing inside and filling her so much that her abdomen bulged out. A hot pink blush adorned her cheeks before spreading across her entire body, heating it up with carnal desire.

Her throat suddenly felt parched, and the thought of Frost’s body refused to leave her mind.

A moment later a pair of large, smooth hands slipped from behind, wrapping her up in a hug. Next she could feel a breath next to her left ear.

“Looks like I caught you my little rabbit fenrir.” Frost smiled lustfully before lightly biting Maya’s left ear, a weak point of his lover.

Maya moaned against her will and suddenly grew incredibly embarrassed.

“Who’s your little rabbit fenrir!?!” She turned her head around and glared at Frost, he knew that nickname was one of her reverse scales but it seemed as though he didn’t care. His smile only grew before he swiftly moved in, planting his lips on hers. His hands beginning to caress her lithe and sexy body, sending ripples of pleasure throughout her system.

Frost pulled out of the deep kiss and rested his forehead against hers.

“Who else but you my dear guardian.” He then proceeded to kiss her face, her neck and even ears, each one eliciting a moan from his lover. Her anger from the nickname was completely extinguished as she was thoroughly subdued by him.

‘God damn he’s good.’ In her mind Frost was both the ally and the enemy of all woman. She suspected that none would be able to resist his clutches if he seriously made a move on them.

As the kisses continued Frost began to slowly unravel Maya’s dress while she unconsciously did the same.

“W...w...wait no...not here.” Maya spoke through laboured breathes and moans, using all of her remaining resistance to do so.

Frost kissed her neck again before replying.

“Why not, it’s another dimension so you won’t need to worry about your sexy moans being heard by anyone but me.”

“D...Damn beast, that’s not the i...issue.” Maya struggled control herself, her eyes becoming glassy and her body desiring nothing more than to join with Frost. His teasing was diabolical.

Frost smiled evilly knowing what Maya meant but he continued his sensual caressing, his hands already underneath her dress, directly touching her smooth white flesh. She really was a little bunny in his eyes right now and he was the wolf, slowly devouring her.

Maya had to bite her lips to not lose herself entirely, but she couldn’t speak anymore, her eyes however glared at her lover.

“Well if my little rabbit wants to change venue then who am I to argue.” Frost then lifted Maya up off the ground. Her head rested on his shoulders while his naughty hands cupped her bubble butt, groping and caressing her without end.

Maya’s large breasts moved up and down with her laboured breathing, straining against the remains of her dress and brushing against his broad chest, an irresistible feeling.

Frost had to fight to constrain himself, his lover was just too sexy. With a strong bite of own his tongue the pain allowed him to keep his focus, allowing him to teleport himself and Maya into his or rather their bedroom.

The door immediately closed behind them separating them from the outside world, away from all distractions and the ears of others.

The moment Maya felt her back resting against the soft mattress she stopped holding herself back, letting her lust takeover. She began moaning loudly and gyrating and rubbing her hips against Frost begging for him to stop teasing her.

Frost wasn’t one to deny his lover.

The two then engaged in carnal pleasure throughout the night and morning. It was blissful, even better than their first night. Frost or rather Maya really tested the limits of the stamina boosting effects granted by the azure spark quail.

She never let up during the entire night, she was insatiable. Without the threat of agonising pain and threat of blood her sadistic and ravenous side came out.

While Frost was holding the dominant position in the beginning Maya started to take control in the early hours, setting the pace and telling him exactly what to do.

Frost found this side of her to be just as loveable as her adorable and cute rabbit side that he oh so loved to tease. Unfortunately Maya bit off far more than she could chew.

Frost had been holding back quite a bit, he wasn’t joking when he said he could hold up with her for a week and still not be satisfied. Maya gradually found herself lost in the pleasure, begging Frost to slow down or even stop as he wrestled back control.

By the time morning arrived Maya was once more back in her previous position. Her ass slightly raised and quivering under the sheets. The enormity of it once again expanded thanks to Frost’s ‘tender’ touch. Bite marks and hickeys adorning her once fair skin and the pain she thought was a thing of the past was present once again and in some ways even worse. Nothing was torn and ripped like during their first night -well not as much at least- but she was exhausted and severally overdone.

There were tears in her eyes as she gripped the pillow and did her best to relax. Though that was really hard when Frost was sitting against the headboard with a cocky smile as though he was admiring his work. Out of her peripheral vision her lover was still pitching a significant tent showing that he could keep going, that it was her that couldn’t keep up.

She couldn’t see it, but she could feel it there, looming and calling for her to continue.

‘Damn bastard’s insatiable. I’m never making azure spark quail again hmph!’ She turned her head around, refusing to look in Frost’s direction lest she pop a blood vessel in anger. She cursed her grandmother and mother internally as they were the ones to pass down the recipe to her, not revealing the true extent of the dish’s stamina properties when eaten by a fully grown man. They were partially to blame for her pain.

She even at some point wished that Daki would arrive sooner so she could suffer in her place, but this thought was quickly extinguished. The pain was one thing but the pleasure and the comfort she felt while in Frost’s arms was something she didn’t want others experiencing, at least not any sooner than needed.

Her memories of last night crept up once again, the positions, movements, his rough yet tender attacks that made her feel as though her insides were being repeatedly rearranged. She felt desire fill her once again but then came the pain.

‘Perhaps if we do it some more I’ll get better acquainted at taking such a monster.’