Caught in the Devil's Hand - Deleted Scenes
Deleted Scene #2
The following scene takes place just before Shumei visits Majo for the third time. She stops at the river for a bath after a long day of working in the field.
Now that the weather was becoming a little warmer, the river water wasn’t nearly as chilly as when Vallen had found her there, so she stayed a bit longer than usual after washing away the day’s labors. Her dress hung heavily on a few sturdy branches, airing out as she played idly with the sand beneath her knees.
Every day, Vallen had brought them both to climax through their magical connection, one of which happened while she was weeding the fields mid-morning yesterday. With her hands buried in the fertile ground of the earth, she had swallowed a groan as she orgasmed right there, scared to death that Oka would look over from where he played and notice.
He hadn’t yet tried anything today, but her body was tense with waiting and her mind was almost constantly filled with thoughts about him. If she wasn’t thinking of him, she was thinking of the other predicament in which she found herself...
Realizing that daylight was wasting, she stood up and climbed onto the bank to dry herself off with a ragged bit of cloth. Sitting on the long, soft grass growing close to the shore, she patted at her limbs with it, shivering when drops of cold water ran down her back from her soaked hair.
Looking down at her breasts, she had become aware that they felt considerably heavier, but she had never paid them too much attention before. Bringing up one hand to cup one breast and try to gauge a difference, she began to notice a familiar tingling between her thighs. Bringing her hand away from her chest, she clenched the drying cloth in her fists, feeling her heartbeat pick up as the deliciously hot slide of arousal settled in her womb and made the lips of her sex swell proudly.
On cue and with better timing, Vallen was once again pleasuring not only himself but her as well. She sighed with relief, having been released from the suspense of waiting, and slowly lied down on the cold, wet grass beneath her. Lifting her knees and setting her feet flat on the bank, she opened her legs a bit, waiting with bated breath as the pleasure began.
This time, the phantom heat of his body was lying along her right side, and his arm was resting on her stomach as his hand lightly teased her bud of her sex. How this magic worked, she did not know, but perhaps she could get the answer from Majo later, though she wasn’t sure how she would be able to ask such a question. She was tempted to reach down and lay her hand over his, but knew it wouldn’t be there if she tried. Gasping softly, she licked her lips as she moistened beneath his gentle ministrations.
Are you imagining me, Shumei?
She groaned at the partial sky above her, her eyes watering as they closed. Her mind’s eye remembered his face, tight with pleasure on a dark night. Her body remembered the feel of his arms as they sat waist-deep in water. Her lips remembered his soft kiss as they parted at the riverside.
Do you imagine me as I imagine you? Naked, wet, and flushed with desire?
His voice made her thighs quiver as they opened even more. She tried to imagine him there, hips between her legs, hands braced on either side of her, but the ghostly warmth of his body still lay next to her, and it was difficult to imagine anything else.
I can feel it. You want me inside you, my body pressing you into the ground.
Gasping with a bit of surprise, she twisted her hands around the drying cloth, gritting her teeth as a drop of sexual fluid seeped from between her flowered lips.
I shall grant your wish soon. How I long to be buried between your thighs.
Taking in a high-pitched shuddering gasp, she stiffened and arched her back as climax rose inside of her, making her toes curl and her thighs fall wide open.
Beautiful.
<< Caught in the Devil's Hand Deleted Scene #1 | Deleted Scenes Index