Lewis opened his eyes. Seeing what Miss Lincoln was doing, he spread his legs wider and began to swing his hips at her.
-Lena, yes... More... damn... girl... 7 months of abstinence... - The wendigo moaned.
A blush appeared on his cheeks, his hair scattered across the carpet, and a growl burst from his chest. Elena did not forget about herself. With her second hand she actively stroked herself between her legs.
-Fuck, Lena, oh... fuck... - Prothero felt himself happy and relaxed.
Not a single woman, be it an ogress or a sorceress, gave him so many emotions. Her movements became more confident and persistent.
Lewis finally trembled and reached his peak. He poured himself generously into Elena's hand and relaxed.
Elena enjoyed the sight of her lover after orgasm. She crawled over to him and lay down next to him.
This is the first time I ve been wished Merry Christmas like this, Lewis purred. Elena laughed into his chest.
They lay in silence for a while and suddenly Elena's stomach began to growl. Lewis laughed and stood up and led her to the table. His gaze slid over the food: salads, sandwiches with caviar, cola, champagne, fried chicken legs with spices, boiled potatoes with dill.
Sorry, we didn t deliver any human flesh, Elena said with a sneer.
-I don t need it. I want to enjoy Christmas as a Muggle with the woman I love, Lewis kissed her.
And only now did Elena realize that she was naked. For a moment the girl felt ashamed. She blushed to the ends of her hair and quickly rushed into the shower. Five minutes later she was washing herself under warm streams of water.
She wanted to have such mornings with Lewis as often as possible. But the girl understood: after January 9, her fairy tale would end, and the handsome prince would again become an cannibal.
And these thoughts depressed her. She needs to talk to him, seriously talk. And the sooner the better...
Having washed and dressed in a house dress, Lena went to the table. Lewis dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and waited for her at the table.
They had breakfast, telling each other various stories about themselves and laughing.
I can t believe it, said Lena. The cannibal eats regular food.
-Yes, I'm full of surprises, Miss Lincoln. I can easily eat regular food. But to live, I need human flesh, Lewis purred, taking a bite of a chicken leg.
-What will happen if you... well... don t eat people? Lena asked seriously, not taking her eyes off him.
I ll lose my magical powers, weaken and die, Prothero sighed sadly. We are predators, we need human flesh. Yes, we get a thrill from it, we are bloodthirsty, but it all comes from the desire to live.
Elena looked down. She felt ashamed for her hatred of him, for the way she behaved with him in captivity.
Sorry, the brunette whispered. I... was rude to you in captivity. I had to tell everything right away. Dumbledore didn't buy me. This is Morse. He talked about the magical war and I couldn t stay away.
But now that I know why you are engaged in cannibalism, I m even embarrassed.
-Baby, forgive me too. I thought you betrayed me. When I saw you in Hogsmeade, I almost went crazy with rage. But if you like fighting Evil, then I don't mind. But not with my clan, Lewis kissed her.
-You are devourers, and, as it were, enemies of the Order. I don t understand... This war went on for so many years and then... a truce... because of me? - Elena asked.
-Your friends, idiots, led by that bespectacled bastard Potter, came to my castle and said that you felt bad. They pleaded for a truce.
And I agreed. I visited you at Hogwarts. I slept in your bed and drove away the nightmares. Lewis grinned. You re cute when you sleep. But you snore a lot.
Elena flushed and pushed him in the side.
