<span style="color: #a64dff">“Oh, you’re wrong. I’m very nice… when I want to be.” </span>She pulled her fingers free and made Eliza watched as she licked them clean with a heated moan.<span style="color: #a64dff">“I’m an old Elf, I take a little longer to get warmed up. But you’re doing a damn good job of getting me nice and feral…” </span>She sat up and pulled Eliza off the bed then kissed her deeply.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Shower. Now.”</span>Her voice was a deep growl but there was nothing threatening about her, even when she gave the Parroney a firm swat on the ass and nudged her towards the bathroom.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Get the water ready, I need something first.”</span>Eliza was only left alone for a few minutes while Rayne got her new razor and sat it aside.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “Find a comfortable spot to wait.” </span>Grinning like a wolf, Rayne start to wash herself off while Eliza was treated to the sight of the Elf slowly washing and touching every part of her own body. The show was short lived however as Rayne was more eager to pounce Eliza than she let on.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Now the part I hate the most.” </span>With the razor and a delicate hand she began to slowly shave away her pubic hair.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “Enjoy your time with me. In a few days time this is going to be an irritated, bumpy mess.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">“Then we’ll heal you right before we start if we need to. We’ll get through all of your fantasies so tell Ashia and I all of them. I don’t know when she plans to get me pregnant again so let’s do what we can before I’m slowed down by the next egg.” </span>She shrugged and placed the Blue back onto the counter to finish eating.<span style="color: #8000ff"> “Hey, Ashia watch this. Hey, who is Ana?” </span>The hatchling looked up at Vyre then directly at Ana and squeaked.<span style="color: #8000ff">“Isn’t she great? I just adore her.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">“You’re only making me more nervous and wound up, Leena. I didn’t think that you would go this far the first time I…”</span>She nodded and sat down as requested but her hands began to fidget.<span style="color: #b30000">“Maybe we don’t need to go to Ras. I’m sure I look fine… yeah, I’m sure I look okay. He doesn’t need to see me.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>