Chapter 207: Relief You [R18]

Chapter 207: 207: Relief You [R18]

"Can you turn on the light? And then hold him down..?" Ayra requested from Commander Lynn. He simply nodded without further questions.

Commander Lynn turned on the fire in the room. The flames illuminated the space, which was partially in a mess because of Nyx. Then he turned toward Nyx.

Ayra watched closely as he struggled to hold onto Nyx. Nyx was being stubborn and aggressive as Commander Lynn grabbed both of his hands and tried holding him down.

Commander Lynn had even gotten bruised by Nyx’s fingers in the process, but he kept a calm expression and tied him down.

Ayra was cautious in this moment, studying when to come in. When she felt it was right, she instantly activated her pheromone energy while she pulled closer.

Her pheromones had grown extremely strong over the course of time. As soon as they brushed toward Nyx’s nostrils, he instantly paused.

Nyx felt the strong fragrance that ran into his nostrils and took over. He felt its calming essence as he instantly staggered backwards.

Commander Lynn held him firmly as Ayra’s pheromones worked their way into him.

"Arh..." Nyx aggressively shook his head and body while fighting the corrupt energy running through him. The pheromones struggled to calm him down, and he was also fighting within.

Ayra slowly approached him and placed a hand over his chest. The soft, gentle touch of the female doubled the effect of the pheromones.

Immediately, Nyx fell back, sitting on the bed as Commander Lynn placed his hand over his shoulder to hold him down. Nyx was sitting and struggling firmly with himself.

Ayra held her hand over his bare chest, staring into his face as she let her pheromones wash over him. "It’s okay... I’m here... You’re safe..." She let her gentle words make their way into his ears, calming him down.

Ayra turned to Commander Lynn, who also had his eyes on her. "What now...? Is he calm..?"

Ayra sighed as she stared at Nyx and let the system access him.

[Ding!]

[Nyx’s berserk level is dropping significantly]

[Berserk level: 70%]

Ayra raised an eyebrow. Only by 10%? She guessed the other way was rather a faster method.

[Host, to instantly hasten the process and prevent another outburst of corrupt reaction, blow off the tension on the wild cat in between his legs!]

"..."

Ayra stared at the system for a while, understanding what it meant by that. "Really?"

[Exactly, Host. That’s a much quicker process after all.]

Ayra sighed. She had already seen that coming, so she was pretty much ready to act. She muttered to the system, "Just keep accurate count," as she kicked into action.

Commander Lynn held Nyx down by his shoulder while standing at the side. Ayra stared at him as she said, "Help keep him down, okay?"

Commander Lynn simply nodded without asking any further questions. He stood and watched as Ayra inhaled and exhaled, then gently caressed her fingers across Nyx’s chest.

"Mmmmm..." Nyx groaned, both eyes shut as he struggled to fight down the corruption within with the help of Ayra’s strong pheromones.

"Easy, boy..." Ayra said warmly as she let her fingers scan through his body. Feeling his lean, muscular shoulders, his thick chest, and down to his abs. She let her fingers feel through them all while Nyx reacted strongly to the sensual touches.

"I’ll help you ease it..." Ayra said in a low tone. "I’ll help you blow off that load down..." Her fingers circled through his abs, teasing to go down further. "You’ll feel much better after it’s all done... okay?"

She stared up at his face. Nyx’s eyes were still shut, but he was wide awake, groaning and moaning while struggling to stay calm.

Ayra figured it was the perfect time to assist him.

She was in between his parted knees. Her hands moved down from his stiffened abs to the knotted cord of his loincloth. She worked the tie free slowly, deliberately, letting the fabric loosen and slide.

"Easy, big boy..." She stared at his teased face as she said in a mutter, "I’ll take care of you..."

The heavy length of him was already half-hard from the leftover fury in his blood; when the cloth fell away it settled against his thigh, thick and flushed. Then Ayra wrapped her fingers around him carefully, feeling the heat of his skin and the way his cock jumped under the first firm stroke.

"Arh..." Nyx groaned with his eyes still shut. He could feel the energy surrounding his cock—it felt tense as Ayra held it firmly in her grip, playing her fingers through it. He felt his hips jump to her touch with a gasp.

Commander Lynn, on the other hand, stood and watched. He almost flushed at the scene but slowly looked away, swallowing.

It was work, he told himself. At least he wanted to believe that so he wouldn’t get affected by it. So he struggled even when he could feel pressure building up around his thighs.

Nyx made a low sound in his throat in reaction to her persistent touch, but Ayra ignored it and began to move her hand, slow and steady, thumb sweeping over the head on every upward glide.

At the same time her free hand wandered. Palm flat against the broad plane of his chest, feeling the hard muscle and the quick thud of his heart.

She traced the line of one pectoral, then the other, nails dragging lightly through the short fur there. Down his ribs. Across the tense plane of his stomach. Over the powerful muscles of his thighs, kneading the thick flesh as if she could press the last of the berserk fire out of him through touch alone.

"Ah..." He let out a soft gasp. Her detailed touch felt therapeutic. Pleasure pressed down his body as the tensed feeling rushed down to his thighs.

Ayra smiled as she stared up at his face. "Like it...?" she added. "Well, it’s about to get more pleasurable."