“You aren’t still mad at me, are you?”

Severina glared at the obnoxiously beautiful woman who had managed to seduce her into performing such embarrassingly deplorable acts earlier that day.

“No, I am not mad at you,” she answered, though she kept the frown on her face. “I am angry with myself.”

“Yourself?” Jadis asked, a small frown tugging at her lips. “Why?”

“Because I let you lead me along into one of the most ridiculous acts I have ever partaken in,” she growled with frustration. “I absolutely should have put my foot down and stopped you.”

The fact that she was growling in frustration was, itself, an embarrassment. Paladin’s of Valtar did not growl. Proper Seraphim who conducted themselves with calm and grace did not growl. The scion of a noble household did not growl. Severina did not growl.

And here she was, growling like a beast in heat at Jadis.

“Put down your foot, huh?” the Nephilim grinned that wicked grin at her. “Did you mean this foot?”

Sev held still and let the incorrigible woman take hold of her bare foot and lift it into the air. Jadis was already on her knees, but she was so unreasonably tall that Severina still had to use her wings to balance herself as her leg was lifted high into the air. She kept her arms folded across her chest, though, since she was supposed to be angry at something. For some reason.

What was she angry about again?

“You know,” Jadis whispered as she placed a kiss on the arch of Severina’s right foot, “you can put your foot down on me anytime you want to, right?”

What a ridiculous statement. Half of Severina wanted to scoff and roll her eyes at the absurdity. The other half was telling the first half to shut up, because the beautiful Nephilim was using her fingers and lips in a way that was making her insides melt.

“It’s a beautiful foot,” Jadis said as she kissed each toe individually. “Just like the woman it belongs to.”

“Flatterer,” Sev murmured, her vision growing hazy as the heat welled up inside her stomach.

“Never,” Jadis gasped in mock insult. “I would never exaggerate or lie when it comes to what I find beautiful. And I swear to you, Severina of House Lumen. I think your feet are absolutely gorgeous.”

Again, it was a completely ridiculous thing to say. Who went around complimenting other people’s feet? Who tried to endear themselves to their… romantic interests with sweet words like the absurdities leaking out of Jadis’ mouth? No one did. At least, Severina highly doubted anyone did so. No one else in the world could be as stupidly, impossibly, improbably romantic as this tactless, oafish, protective, powerful, endearing, attractive, stimulating, incredibly sexy, and utterly gorgeous woman kneeling before her.

Severina blinked, feeling as though she might have lost her train of thought somewhere.

Kissing the top of her ankle, Jadis pulled Severina’s foot so that it was resting against the center of her chest, just above her set of perfect pale breasts, and began kissing her way up the length of her leg. She didn’t stop until her lips had brushed against the top of Severina’s knee, her piercing violet eyes having never drifted from staring into what felt like Severina’s soul.

“I love you,” Jadis said, her voice ever so sultry, yet ever so serious at the same time.

“I love you… very much, as well,” Severina whispered back, her own throat practically strangling herself as she realized halfway through the sentence what she had just openly admitted.

Jadis stared even more intently at her, if that were possible, and Severing felt like her face was about to burst into flame, right along with her heart. When Jadis set aside her leg and pulled her in close, wrapping those strong arms around her, she didn’t resist in the slightest. Nor did she do anything but lean into the wonderful, passionate touch of Jadis’ lips against her own. When Jadis broke away from her some few eons later, Severina was panting breathlessly, her eyes unfocused and her limbs trembling with desire.

“Thank you for forgiving me, lover,” the fiend whispered into Severina’s ear.

“Of course,” she answered, though she had quite forgotten what it was she was forgiving Jadis for. “I am not so petty as to hold a grudge…”

“If that’s the case,” the woman crooned, her eyes twinkling with that dreadful mischievousness that Severina had come to recognize, “want to try a few more poses with Noct? I was thinking that there are some two-person bindings we could try out.”

“You are a beast,” she stated flatly as her mind snapped back into focus. “An absolute animal.”

“That wasn’t a no,” Jadis said in a sing-song voice, her grin turning into laughter. “Fine, fine! We’ll play around with those ideas later. For now, let’s get the rest of these clothes off, hm?”

Severina grumbled internally as she cooperated with Jadis’ action. She had to admit, Sabina was correct. Jadis was Jadis, but there was a difference between her three bodies. One of them tended to be more diplomatic and reasonable than the others. The second tended to be more serious and argumentative. The third leaned towards humor and presented a carefree attitude. All such emotions were present in all of Jadis, but she seemed to use each body as a sort of representative of those differing emotions, at least when all three were together in one place. Severina wasn’t sure why that would be the case, but when one paid attention, the subtle differences in speech were there.

Another unintentional growl rumbled in Severina’s chest at the knowledge that she had likely ended up with the mischievous Jadis avatar. She would have preferred to have been with a different one, as those other aspects of the woman were so much easier to handle. Jadis possessed an uncanny ability to break through Severina’s composure, especially when she was being a tease, and the Seraphim wanted to maintain at least a tiny modicum of dignity during this debauched ritual.

Though as Jadis finished pulling the remainder of her clothing off her body and helped buckle a literal collar around her neck, Severina couldn’t readily think of how she could possibly accomplish such an impossible task.

“This is going to prevent you from orgasming for exactly one hour,” a different Jadis was explaining to Cora. “But once that time limit expires, it’ll hit you all at once. I highly, highly recommend you go slow and take it easy. This isn’t a race; it’s an endurance run.”

“What a delightfully lewd ritual,” the priestess said with giddy excitement, completely unbothered by her nudity. “I’ve heard of some sex-based rituals used in the temple, but nothing like this. How in the world are you meant to complete it without one of these collars?”

“The better question is,” Kerr said as she walked up next to Cora and put a comfortable hand around her waist, pulling their bare sides against each other, “How are we supposed to finish this beautifully perverted ritual over the course of two hours? Because that’s the real required time, if it weren’t for the skill Jadis is using to halve the time.”

“Two hours?” Cora gasped, her expression equal parts delight and horror. “Can we go for the full time?”

“The collars will only last for one hour,” Aila cut in as she walked up to them. “So no, we must end the ritual at that time to ensure completion. Also,” the redheaded human lightly slapped the back of the therion’s head. “Stop talking about Jadis’ skills without her permission.”

“What?” Kerr rubbed at her head with a pouting expression. “She’s literally joining us for a sex ritual! I’m pretty sure we can trust Cora not to blab.”

“Yes, we can,” the Jadis who had been explaining the collar said as she gave Kerr a kiss on the top of her head, between her horns. “You should still work on keeping quiet about these things. You are terrible at keeping secrets.”

While those four continued to discuss the ritual requirements in detail, Severina’s attention drifted to a quartet that was further beyond them. Or did it count as a quartet when two of the bodies present were the same person? Jadis’ multi-body condition made such semantics a challenge to parse. The situation was not helped by the fact that there were five of the Nephilim in the room, instead of the usual three. The two additional forms of Jadis were… well, they were Jadis. If they had slightly distinct personalities, or the illusion of such, Severina wasn’t sure, since Jadis usually didn’t have the two extras around except for purposes of sex. Maybe the one who had been so romantically kissing her foot had been one of those temporary additions?

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Had Severina really just thought of kissing feet as romantic?

“So, do I get to have both of you at once?” Amarantha was grinning up at the two of Jadis. “Or just one of you all to myself?”

While she was, technically, making an attempt to lift her eyes upward, the transformed Lares was not truly meeting Jadis’ gaze. The Hero’s Companion was blatantly staring at the two massive penises dangling in front of her, and it could not have been more obvious where her attention lay. Not Amarantha was being any more subtle with her words than her gaze.

“No, I’m afraid you’ll have to share me with others,” one of Jadis replied with an amused grin. “Considering there are five of me, and fourteen participants besides me, that means there will be three women to a Nephilim, except for one group that will just have two.”

“That’s fine,” Amarantha chirped as she rocked back and forth on her petite feet. “I’ll get you all to myself later. Are you joining me?”

The question was directed towards Maeve, as the Fetch was standing next to her, also as naked as almost everyone else in the room was by that point.

“Works for me,” the shapeshifter said while changing her height so that she was the same stature as the small, transformed Lares. “Want me to match with you? Might make certain positions… easier.”

“Oh, I don’t care,” Amarantha scoffed and waved one clawed hand. “I’m used to being the tiniest person in the room. “Besides, it’s just my position with Jadis that matters, doesn’t it?”

“True,” Maeve nodded in agreement. “But if we’re going to be fucking for the next hour, we might as well take advantage of the opportunity, no?”

The Lares’ fiery tail swished back and forth as she narrowed her eyes at the Fetch. After a few moments, she abruptly grinned and lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Maeve and pressing their nude forms together.

“I knew hanging around a gutter-minded fiend like you would be fun! What do you want to try first?”

“Gods, I’m beginning to regret letting these two pair up,” the Jadis on the right side with raised eyebrows.

“What the fuck am I talking about?” the other Jadis replied while giving her other self an incredulous look. “This is exactly the kind of thing that I love about these rituals.”

“True. I just felt like I had to say that.”

“Well, stop saying it and pick me up!” Amarantha said as she parted from Maeve and held her arms up, making grabbing motions. “Or sit down, or do something else that will bring your face closer to mine! I want to try kissing, and I can’t wait for this thing to start!”

Severina turned her attention away with a slight snort as Jadis indulged the Lares. She had hoped to find some inkling of anxiety or nervousness in the two newcomers to their perverse activities, but there was none to be found. While she was, herself, now comfortable with baring her body to the others who loved Jadis, and she had no issues sharing… pleasures with them, Severina had not always been able to do so with ease. Her first few times with Jadis had been nerve-wracking, and the first few group events even more so. Severina supposed she wished she wasn’t the only one to be a bit anxious about the whole… ordeal wasn’t the right word, but the feeling was somewhere in that vein. Even though she had already had sex with Jadis and all of her Harem many, many, many times, she was still feeling at least a little bit of nerves at the prospect of the ritual orgy. However, it seemed that she was the only one making a big deal out of the event, even if it was just in her own mind. Not even Amarantha or Cora were showing any worry, despite the fact that they hadn’t even ever had sex with Jadis before. Shouldn’t they have had the courtesy to be at least a little anxious? None of the three newcomers were showing anything other than eagerness, and it was almost frustrating for Severina to see how easily they could handle all of this… intimacy.

Almost like she was the one making a bigger deal out of this than she needed to.

Severina turned her gaze onto the last of the newly added participants. She didn’t mind that Noct was joining them; she had only voiced objections because of safety concerns, not because she had any personal problem with the woman. Still, a small part of her wished she had used the trust that Jadis gave her to veto the Valravn’s participation. A terrible thought, unbecoming of an honorable Seraphim, but it was still there, all the same. Severina would never abuse her l—loved one’s trust. And it would have been terribly unfair to Noct, never mind the effect one less person would have on the ritual.

But damn it all, seeing that woman wrapped up in her leather straps was making Severina’s insides squirm at the memory of how being tied up and at Jadis’ mercy had made her feel.

“Are you certain that you are comfortable?” Eir asked, her voice filled with kind concern. “Perhaps we can remove the mouth restraint, at least?”

“Nn.”

Noct made a negative noise, shaking her head once. She couldn’t really answer Eir’s question with words, not with the short wooden rod locked between her teeth. Her intent was obvious, nonetheless. She was comfortable in her bindings, and she wanted the gag to remain in place.

“I understand,” Eir said as she smiled gently at the Valravn. “So long as you are comfortable. We all greatly appreciate the trust you are giving us.”

“Mm.”

Eir carefully adjusted the collar that was already wrapped around Noct’s neck before giving the woman a kiss on the cheek.

“I hope you enjoy yourself. This ritual is really quite fun, and I hope you will join us for others that share a similar nature.”

The look in the Valravn’s red eye told the story of anticipation that she felt at those words. They hadn’t even started yet, and already the bound woman was eager for more.

How was it that Jadis managed to attract so many perverted women to her side?

And how had Severina found herself counted among their number?

“Time to get into position,” the Jadis who had helped Severina disrobe said as she rejoined Severina’s side. “Are you ready?”

“I am,” Severina answered confidently, despite her heart skipping a beat. “We did not discuss our positioning.”

“Yes, we did,” Jadis gave her one of those silly, endearing looks. “You’ll be right here with me, Aila, and Meli. Noct will be next to us with me and Thea.”

“Yes, that part I understand,” Severina huffed, her cheeks growing red in anticipation of what she was about to say. “I meant… our positioning. Together.”

“Ah,” Jadis said, her expression morphing into one of her other endearing looks. “Well, we need to keep skin-to-skin contact the whole time, we’ll be at this for an hour, and we all have to be stimulated enough to have our climaxes by the end. So, we’ll just have to find a position that works for all of us.”

She made it sound so simple, yet Severina couldn’t even begin to fathom what to do in such a situation. Having such lewd sex with multiple partners was… she couldn’t lie to herself. It was intensely pleasurable. Still, setting the scene, as it were, made Severina feel like a helpless dolt. She never knew what to do with her hands…

“Are you ready?”

Severina jumped slightly, having been lost in thought for a moment. She hadn’t heard Aila approaching, yet the redhead had arrived beside to ask the mirror of Jadis’ earlier question. Looking around, Severina could see that the others were already doing the same, lying down on the provided blankets and pillows, their actions already sliding into the realm that would make even the high priestess of Lyssandria’s temple blush. She quickly turned her eyes away from the activity around them, just to give her mind a moment to think.

“I am, yes,” she answered the mage’s question. “However, I was just considering how we would accomplish our—oh!”

The exclamation was unintentional, yet entirely unpreventable. Severina had apparently not been paying proper attention to Aila, as she had not noticed the gauzy cloth that had been wrapped around the tall human’s waist. The mage had just let the wrap fall, revealing her staggeringly large erection. Severina knew with obvious certainty that Jadis was far, far larger than the human’s throbbing length, yet the Nephilim was so much larger she was basically in her own category, and didn’t count. Aila’s size was far more natural, relatively speaking, which was why the sudden appearance of her massive erection caused Severina some shock.

“I kept it for the ritual,” Aila answered Severina’s unanswered question, gesturing at her stiff length. “We will be able to move around some, so long as we maintain contact with Jadis, but I figured having some options would help.”

“I know I appreciate the addition,” Jadis said as she casually reached out and took Aila’s solid member in hand and gave it a squeeze. “Want to use this on me? It’s been a really long time.”

“One week is not that long,” the mage rolled her eyes.

“Too long,” Jadis insisted, her grin bright. “But I’ll concede the claim, if you want it.”

Severina felt her eyes grow wide at the question, her cheeks heating up more than they already had. To have Aila in that way would be a… novel experience, for certain. Severina thought she might enjoy it, but was now the right time to explore such a lewd desire?

Was there a better time to do so than during a depraved sex ritual?

Her hesitation must have been slightly too long, as a different voice spoke up before Severina could decide on her response.

“I would enjoy having Aila take me from behind,” Meli stated in her matter-of-fact way. “While I pleasure you, Jadis. Would that be acceptable?”

The Dryad had naturally been nearby, as she was the third fourth woman who would be joining their…grouping. Severina had almost forgotten she was there, though, as Meli tended to stand so utterly still. Turning to look at the thin avatar, Severina felt her heart beat harder in her chest than even before as she realized she had failed to once again notice a rather significant detail.

At some point, Jadis and Meli had performed their own ritual, and the Dryad had gained a stiff member to match Aila in size, if not shape.

“So long as Aila is touching me, that’ll work,” the Nephilim agreed easily. “We can find a position to accommodate that.”

“I already have one in mind.”

“Have you been thinking about this much?” Aila asked while giving the Dryad a sidelong look.

“Yes,” Meli admitted with a startling lack of reservation. “I have been curious about your sexual prowess as Kerr speaks highly of your abilities. I would like to take this opportunity to experience it for myself.”

“She would, wouldn’t she,” the redhead blushed furiously, which had an oddly calming effect on Severina’s raw nerves. It was nice to see someone else become flustered as well. “Well, I don’t have any issue with that arrangement.”

“Good,” the Dryad nodded once before turning her attention abruptly onto Severina, causing her to shiver as the Dryad’s hard length brushed against her though. “I have considered your positioning as well. Would you be willing to follow my lead?”

“…I have no objection,” Severina replied after swallowing around her dry throat. “I will put my trust in you.”

“Good,” Meli nodded once again. “Then, we should begin. Some have already started.”

“Damn right we have,” Kerr said from the other side of where Jadis, Thea, and Noct had laid down. “Get busy fucking already, you ulitka!”

“Very well,” Meli answered the therion’s lewd demand with the same calm as she would a request to pass the table salt. “Jadis, if you would please.”

And so, Severina fell in step with the debauched instructions Meli gave to them. Again, Severina found herself pondering the question of whether the Dryad and the rest of Jadis’ lovers had always been so perverted, or if Jadis had somehow corrupted them to be as lewdly minded as they were. Furthermore, had Severina been corrupted the same as they had been, or had she also always been a pervert as well?

And, most importantly, did she even care one way or the other when she had Jadis to love her?

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