I Was Reborn in Another World, But I Awoke Inside a Corpse

Chapter 367: Whispers of the Wild Gladeld Glade (18+)

The moon hung lazily above Emberlight, casting gentle streaks of silver across the crystal-glass balcony just outside Selia's chamber. The room glowed faintly with starlight—elegant, warm, peaceful.

Inside, Isaac had just finished tucking Selia into bed.

She lay beneath a sheer gossamer canopy, her long silver hair spread across the velvet pillow like a waterfall. She wore a soft nightdress spun from moon-thread silk, and a small plush Spirit Beast—a fox-shaped one, naturally—sat beside her arm, untouched.

Isaac adjusted the covers with practiced ease and stood.

"There," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead. "Goodnight, Selia."

She blinked slowly, her blue eyes tracking him as he turned toward the door.

"…Papa?"

He stopped mid-step. "…Yes?"

Selia's voice suddenly softened to a breath.

"…Could you… maybe stay with me tonight?"

Isaac raised a brow, turning back. "Stay?"

he found himself leaning in, his breath mingling with hers.

Selia's lips parted in anticipation, her heart racing as Isaac closed the distance. The kiss was tentative at first, a question hanging in the balance. But as their lips moved together, the question turned into an affirmation, a surrender to the inevitable.

Isaac's hands found their way to Selia's waist, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened. Her fingers threaded through his hair, her body pressing against his with a need that was both desperate and tender.

Breaking the kiss, Isaac's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of hesitation. But all he saw was the same raw desire that burned within him. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice thick with longing.

Selia nodded, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "I've never been more sure of anything," she replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies that danced in her stomach.

With a groan, Isaac gave in to the passion that had been simmering beneath the surface. His hands roamed over her body, exploring the curves that had been hidden beneath her modest clothing. Selia's breath hitched as he cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her hardened nipple.

Isaac's touch was like fire, searing through the fabric of her dress and branding her skin. Selia arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as he rolled her nipple between his fingers.

The sound of her pleasure spurred Isaac on, his mouth trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck. He tugged at the laces of her dress, his fingers fumbling with desperate need. As the fabric parted, he pulled back to take in the sight of her, her breasts spilling out of her clothing, her nipples rosy and begging for attention.

Isaac dipped his head, capturing a nipple between his lips and sucking gently. Selia's fingers dug into his shoulders, her body bowing off the ground as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

As Isaac lavished attention on her breasts, Selia's hands wandered down his chest, her fingers deftly undoing the buttons of his shirt. She pushed it off his shoulders, her eyes drinking in the sight of his muscular chest, the smattering of gray hair only adding to his rugged allure.

Their bodies moved together in a dance as old as time, each touch, each kiss, fueling the fire that raged between them. Isaac's hand slipped between Selia's thighs, his fingers finding the wetness that awaited him.

Selia gasped as he stroked her through the fabric of her panties, the sensation sending jolts of electricity straight to her core. "Please, Papa," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

Isaac needed no further encouragement. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs and tossing them aside. His gaze lingered on her exposed pussy, the sight of her arousal making his cock twitch with anticipation.

Selia watched as Isaac undid his pants, freeing his erection. It was thick and hard, a testament to his desire for her. She reached out, her fingers wrapping around his shaft, stroking him with a reverence that made his breath catch in his throat.

Isaac groaned, his hips bucking into her touch. "Fuck, Selia," he growled, his control slipping.

Selia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she continued to stroke him, her thumb swiping over the bead of precum that had formed at the tip. "I want to taste you," she said, her voice filled with a hunger that surprised them both.

Before Isaac could respond, Selia had lowered her head, her tongue darting out to taste him. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth enveloping his cock was almost too much for him to bear. He threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding her as she took him deeper, her eyes never leaving his.

Selia reveled in the power she held over him, the way his body trembled with each stroke of her tongue. She cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she sucked him with abandon.

Isaac's restraint was unraveling, the need to be inside her overwhelming every other thought. With a gentleness that belied his urgency, he pulled away from her, his eyes dark with desire. "I need to be inside you," he said, his voice barely recognizable.

Selia nodded, her body aching for him. She lay back on the soft moss, her legs parting in silent invitation. Isaac positioned himself between her thighs, the head of his cock nudging against her entrance.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her, filling her completely. Selia's breath caught in her throat, the sensation of his cock stretching her tight pussy sending ripples of pleasure through her body.

Isaac stilled, allowing her to adjust to his size. He looked down at her, his heart clenching at the sight of her beneath him, her eyes shining with trust and desire. "You feel incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

Selia wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to move. Isaac began to thrust, each stroke slow and deep, his eyes never leaving hers. The intensity of their connection was unlike anything they had ever experienced, a melding of souls that transcended the physical.

As their pace increased, the sounds of their lovemaking filled the glade, a symphony of moans and gasps that echoed off the trees. Selia's fingers dug into Isaac's back, her body arching to meet his thrusts.

Isaac could feel the pressure building within him, a coiling tension that threatened to shatter his world. He reached between them, his fingers finding Selia's clit, circling it with firm, rhythmic strokes.

Selia's orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Isaac's cock as she cried out his name. The sensation of her climax pushed Isaac over the edge, his own release barreling through him as he buried himself deep inside her.

They lay together in the aftermath, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts beating in unison. Isaac rolled onto his back, pulling Selia close as they both struggled to catch their breath.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting the glade in a warm, golden light, Isaac turned to Selia, his eyes filled with a newfound tenderness.