Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 27: Nympho Through The Steam (**)

Larnak stood up from his chair with such anger that he splintered the armrests but that was of no importance. His brows were furrowed, his lips twitching with his anger as he bellowed loudly.

"ALERT EVERYONE! SEARCH EVERYWHERE! FIND HIM!!!"

The Guards were too stunned to say a word but the loud order spurred them all instantly and they rushed out to spread the word and begin the search. In seconds, only Daria was left alone with a Lord and his Captain. Neither of whom was looking at her kindly.

"Did you do this, Witch?!" Amira asked and she raised her sword again, this time deliberately pointing it at Daria.

Daria rolled her eyes at the weapon\'s sharp blade.

"I appreciate the vote of confidence but Teleportation is not one of my skill sets," she said.

Amira opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by her Lord.

"Captain Amira. Call every one of your colleagues currently on the premises. I need everyone on deck for that search.

I WANT THAT THEIVING SCUM FOUND!"

"Yes, my Lord!" Amira said with a deep bow and after one last angry glower at Daria, she took off out of the room. Running so fast, she became a blur.

Now, Daria was left with a seething Lord Larnak who had his anger directed at her.

"I told you to Stay Out Of It!" Larnak said as he took steps forward.

"I apologize but you were being irrational. I already told you about his condition. He won\'t be able to answer any of your questions because he has no recollection of any of it." Daria said.

Larnak crossed over the corpses of the Guards Evian had killed. The one he had kicked into the wall earlier was still knocked out cold.

"And how sure are you of this? Have you truly ascertained that he has no memory of what he did?

Have you entertained the thought that he just might be a liar just as he is a thief?!" Larnak asked.

"I-" Daria started to say and then paused,

"I admit I haven\'t given that much thought," she completed.

Larnak\'s eyes flared and he kept walking until he was beside Daria at which point his voice lowered in volume but rose in intensity.

"Then I suggest you do that." he said through gritted teeth, "Because the only way that boy survives my Wrath is if he isn\'t Evian Stygian.

As long as he is the very same Son of a bitch on the Crystal Recording, I won\'t rest until I make him pay.

Even if that means igniting a Turf War!"

...

Evian kept sinking deeper into the ground and of course, eventually, he canceled the Phasing spell. His angle calculations remained as inaccurate as ever but he hoped he would at least be out of the Larnak Estate by the time he resurfaced.

*Splash*

\'What in all...?\'

Evian found himself floating in warm water permeated with all sorts of sweet flower scents his brain instantly tagged as feminine.

The purifying properties of the water were already breaking down and washing away the blood and impurities on him.

The room was steeped with steam but Evian still looked around it and what he observed was a level of affluence he would never expect the average citizen to possess.

\'Either I surfaced in a random wealthy mansion or I\'m still in the Larnak Estate. I\'m inclined to believe it\'s the latter.\'

*Sigh*

\'I really need to work on my angles but I\'ve always hated geometry.\'

Evian had considered employing his Decadent Assistant\'s help and they had agreed it was possible, however, that would require the Assiatant having complete knowledge of every part of every terrain otherwise, the directions would also be inaccurate.

[Sadly, geography is just not part of my Job description.]

The next step was clear; Leave... But before Evian could reemploy the Phasing spell, he heard a sound that caught his attention.

"Ngh-"

*Splash*

The sound came from the other side of the massive bath he was in and when he peered hard through the cluster of steam, he saw the floating wet black hair of someone frolicking in the bath.

Unable and unwilling to ignore his curiosity, Evian waded through the water toward the figure. The closer he got the better the image and the better the sound.

The woman had her eyes closed, one hand was squeezing one of her massive breasts and pinching the nipple while the other was between her legs and stroking her clit aggressively.

"Nghh"

She let out a maon as she floated in the water of the bath on her back with every bit of attention directed at the activity.

\'Wow!\'

Evian let his eyes roam over the naked body before him as he slowed his swim until he arrived at a standstill no more than three feet away from the woman.

It was as though Evian had pierced and disturbed her moment of serenity because the woman\'s eyes snapped open.

"How- How did you-? Ahnnnnnn"

The words were incoherent but the drawn-out moan that came after was not.

Evian watched as the woman leaned even harder against the water as she spasmed and was wracked with pleasure while her body showed all the tell-tale signs of a climax.

The manner in which she leaned back and the nonchalance she seemed to have in her buoyancy, Evian was surprised that she didn\'t just sink.

\'Oh, I see. She\'s using Spiritual energy to keep herself floating.\' he thought in realization while the woman reached the end of her climax and got upright just to turn and glare at him.

She eyed him, almost instantly enamored by his looks. His eyes just drew her in, cold and grey as they were, but that did not distract her from the fact that he should not have been there.

"How- Ohh- How did you get in here?" she asked. Shaking just a tad as the vestiges of her climax still rolled over her.

Rather than answer, Evian simply observed the woman.

Her face was beautiful. Her lips were a light delicate shade of pink.

Black hair so silky, Evian had the urge to grab them, eyes like warm caramel, tits so large he would be surprised if they did not produce milk. Speaking of milk, the woman looked mature. Her very scent and vibe betrayed the fact that she must have had children. Children very likely Evian\'s age or even older. Age was a fickle thing in this world after all.

The woman looked absolutely sexy and had better skin and features than any forty-year-old Milf on Earth could ever hope to have even at the time of their youth.

Just as Evian observed her, the woman observed him as well. Even more so because he just seemed like an enigma.

\'He shouldn\'t be here. Those doors only open to my Spiritual Pressure. The only way he got in was if he forced the doors open but they seem intact and I would have felt them if they were forced open.\' she thought.

"You haven\'t answered me," the woman said out loud.

"Does it matter how I got here?" Evian asked.

The woman nodded with a frown.

"It matters. The doors were secure to keep my privacy."

"Privacy to touch yourself?" Evian asked with a raised brow.

"That doesn\'t answer my question," the woman said unashamedly.

She made no attempts to cover herself. Simply stood there in all her delectable naked glory for Evian\'s eyes to feast on and feast he did.

He didn\'t just observe how good she looked or just how her wide hips and thin waist teased an ample backside, No, he observed how her body was reacting.

He observed how she clamped her thighs together beneath the water. How she rubbed her inner thighs against each other as though scratching an itch. Evian knew what that was and it brought a perverted grin to his face. A grin that only got wider the more he observed.

\'I can basically taste her horniness from here,\' he thought.

Meanwhile, the woman let out her spiritual senses and reaffirmed that the doors to the bath remained locked and secure- untampered with.

And then she directed her senses at Evian and her frown got replaced with confusion when she could not detect the slightest hint of spiritual energy from his body.

"Who are you?" she asked refusing to believe an ordinary fellow made his way into her Masturbatory sanctuary with apparent ease.

Evian took two steps forward until they were only a foot apart,

"Evian Stygian. Nice to meet you."