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Whispered words called to me, lingering just out of reach. I couldn’t make out more than the hushed sound of the dead, couldn’t grasp the words they tried to speak to me.
The thought stirred something within me, my cock pressing against my slacks as it responded to the strange woman. I let my gaze trail down her form, taking in the swells of her curves one by one. Her breasts were large, the line of cleavage peeking out from the top of her tank top tantalizing. Her body curved outward at her waist and hips, her thighs thick and strong as she stood with her feet planted a foot apart. She was not the thin, waiflike beauty most of the female Vessels were. Her curves were soft and perfect for me.
It seemed to wrap me in an embrace, comforting me even as I hurt it. It couldn’t speak, couldn’t give me the soft assurances as my mother once had as I did whatever I needed to do to protect Ash. But it could hug me, wrapping its branches around my body.
“Then I feel sorry for you,” I said, and the words had no malice. They weren’t intended to hurt, only to offer sympathy. “That you’ll never know that feeling.” “Even though it leads to this?” he asked, turning to glance at Ash for a moment. “Even though it weakens you?” “Yes,” I said, nodding in confirmation. His eyes flashed at my answer, studying the path of a tear on my cheek. “I would feel this pain one hundred times over before I gave him
It shouldn’t have required much effort at all, as the earth was fully capable of thriving without us in all other parts of the world.