Yes, let's calm down...!

As Anna heard Smith's reply, she smiled, but still had chills. Contessa then said:
"Okay, I'll grant you your wish. Let me protect her too, so that she feels nothing but pleasure".
As she ended her sentence, a pink orb formed in the palm of both her hands, and then she gently pushed it inside Anna's and Smith's chest. A warm feeling spread through their entire body, making them feel at relaxed. Anna said to Smith softly:
"Let's take our bath, my love."
"Yeah, let's go" he said, giving her a short kiss.

They walked to the showers, Anna turning it on with hot water. All the glacial sensations she had till now were washed away by a wave of warmth. Next to her, Smith was taking a bath, staring at the floor, his arms pushing against the wall. Contessa decided to take one too. She went to the bathtub next to the showers, and proceeded to fill it. Several holes poured hot water in the tub. She found a rose scented bubble bath in the closet near it, adding it to the bath. She lit some candles too, putting it around the bath. While waiting for it, she walked seductively across the room towards Anna and said close to her ear:
"You're almost ready, just a little more. Here, let me help you..."
She hugged Anna from behind, pressing her chest on her back, rubbing her erect nipples. Anna felt a soft skin massaging her. Contessa started to caress Anna's breasts and belly. She slid her fingers down to Anna's pussy lips, and then moved up to lift her big tits, pinching and pulling her nipples at the end. She repeated this many times on Anna's soaked body, teasing her pussy and then her breasts, playing with the bubbles, every time followed by Anna's moans. Thanks to this gentle embrace, any small nervous tensions Anna had till now calmed down. She was ready. With a last pinch, Contessa whispered:
"Now, let's me see how you handle his "sword". Don't worry, you will be fine."

Contessa moved to the bathtub. She went to the edge of the bath, seeing Anna and Smith in front of her, resting her neck in a fluffy, soft towel pillow. In contrast to the ambiance before, the scent of roses, the candlelights and the warmth of the steam were incredibly soothing to the trio. Anna could feel her pussy pulsing. She washed her breasts, slowly moving her hands down until she caressed her crotch. Her fingers were so soft that she started rubbing furiously. She let two fingers sink deep into her, pushing in and out, using her thumb to move around her clitoris. She was holding her moans, her heart racing with every stroke, then as she threw her head back, and arched her back, she let loud moan she couldn't hold. Her legs started to feel weak, she fell on her knees. She realized it wasn't enough; she needed something more, a lot more. She stared at Smith's huge cock, she wanted it.

Smith watched the whole scene. During the bath, his dick had weak erection. But now, it grew back to its former hard state, around 8.5 inches (~21 cm) long. He looked down at Anna with lustful eyes, her lovely chest glistening in the light. It was wonderful sight for him. He was amazed by the way the water dripped from her nipples and her tits, and then ran in little rivulets down her stomach, over to her pussy lips. He slowly approached his penis to her mouth.

She kissed the tip, licked it all, then she finally put her lips around the whole head of his cock, sucking him off. She loved the taste of his cock. His breathing got heavier. As he ran his fingers through her hair, he gently moved deeper into her mouth. Anna looked up and meet his hungry eyes, pleading to go farther. Closing her eyes, she took his prick as deep as she thought she could. She felt the skin of his crotch on the roof of her mouth when she bobbed her head, wildly swirling her tongue on the underside, such a good taste for her. His head was so silky; she got a little carried away. Then he began to pound her mouth back and forth while she was holding him, making sure she could catch a breath before going in again, sighing every time he did it. She licked the head, and stroked his long dick when it was out, creating loud slurping sound. He started to move his hips faster and going deeper inside her mouth, giving her less time to breath. At one point, he was fucking her throat, making her swallow the whole shaft. He saw her throat bulge, exciting him even more. He groaned and moaned with pleasure. Sometimes he fucked her for so long that she choked. He looked even more satisfied when he saw tears began to form in her squeezed eyes. She drooled and slobbered all over the floor. He said moaning:
"Oh, Anna! It feels so good! I can't hold any longer! Please swallow it all!"

He groaned louder as he felt an intense rush a blood go straight to his penis. While fucking her throat one more time, he burst loads of cum. It was a huge amount of it, making it difficult for Anna to handle it. She was **** to quickly swallow it up while **** too. Smith started to slowly put the head of prick back to her mouth. Spurts of hot cum shot down her throat. She was able to gulp most of it, but some still filled her cheeks. She was struggling to breathe through her nose. Anna was finally able to properly breathe when Smith took his dick out. Still a bit lost, she licked the tip of his cock. His penis pulsed, shooting yet more creamy juice all over her face. Her face was a wet mess. Anna quickly put it into her mouth, not wanting to lose a drop. She kept sucking his rock hard dick, cum still dripping out of the head of his prick. He was drained. Then as he felt he was losing strength in his legs, he stepped back, making a pop sound when his dick got out of her mouth, slowly falling on his knees. Anna crawled, sucking his sensitive dick. She gave a soft kiss to the head of his penis, before they both laid down on the ground.

In the meantime, Contessa was at her climax too. Her clitoris was pulsating. She was caressing her asshole, using the palm of her hand to vibrate the outside of her vagina, while a finger was rubbing the inside. She felt waves of heat and sparks going through her body. She moaned loudly, her face flushed, and the flow of pleasure moved her entire body up . Her toes clenched, she was at the edge of her orgasm. Knowing it won't come like this, she moved her finger from her asshole to her vagina, pushing it deep inside. Pressing against her clit, she moved her hand back and forth. The other is bracing her against the bottom of the tub. She felt waves and waves of pleasure, until a flash of heat flowed through her again, followed by another, and another. She screamed out, as this feeling carried her, lifting her twitching body. Then she relaxed, satisfied. She let her finger stays in her vagina, meditating.

She thought out loud:
"I... I can't believe it... He... He made me cum, without even touching me... Since the beginning, I was feeling it, deep inside me. I didn't want to admit. So I tried to break his mind. But even then, he never looked at me lustfully. Not even a glimpse when he with them. I, a powerful Lilim, and Vampire one. With my highly concentrated Demonic Energy, he should have acted like the other men till now. Even if they had their wives, they were quickly forgotten when I was around. All these men wanted to have sex with me, not even showing an inch of love for their wives. I never let them touch me. I thought they were all foolish. My power is almost infinite, yet he endured it easily. This man..." She stopped, choosing her words carefully.
" Is... Is he different...? Maybe I am the fool in this...?"

Looking around her, she saw the room warmly lighted by the candles, the rose scent coming from the fluffy bubble floating in the tub, and Anna, together with Smith embraced in his arms. Then she looked at her, seeing her body beneath the water surface. Foam floating around was slowing going to cover the view. When she thought of moving it away, she realized that her finger inside her pussy was gently moving on its own. She started to move her hand again, feeling that she was going to have another orgasm. Thinking about it, she moved faster, then opened her legs to go as deep as possible. She was breathing harder and harder, her heart rate accelerating. But it wasn't coming. She was stressed, she was nervous. She closed her eyes trying to remember how she achieved it before. She didn't find anything, until, suddenly, thoughts about Smith came to her mind, he was tightly embracing her in a bed. Two lovers, melting, mingling and merging, under the warm light of the morning sun. It calmed her down, she felt comfortably relaxed again. Yes, she finally accepted it. Her orgasm came so fast that she barely gathered enough strength on the other arm to brace her against the bottom of the tub. She felt waves of joy and ecstasy, while she loudly moaned Smith's name for the first time. Her toes clenched, her back was arched, her entire body pulsating. Then a tranquilizing feeling spread through her body.

She let herself sink, taking a soft breath before. She thought under the water:
"Yes... It was much better than my first. This sweet pleasure... pulsing inside me... I'm still feeling it, even after a good amount of time. I know, now I know why he resisted my Demonic Energy. I'm sure. There's no doubt. He loves his wives, and he will love his future wives too. They will all truly be loved the same way, it'll be a passionate and sincere love. He can do it. After all, my heart chose him as my husband. But I shall be punished. Because I tried to hurt, you, my soulmate. It is my sin. So I'll wait. I'll suffer while waiting for you. During your whole journey, even after the end of your quest, I'll be suffering. Even if it take weeks, months, years, centuries, I'll be waiting you. Until the day of my redemption, until the day you come looking for me, until we meet again. But, please, allow me to hope, just hope, that this fated day will come soon..."

As pearly tears formed in Contessa's eyes, she vanished. She went to the Royal Demon Castle, which was so close to where Smith was sleeping. Just days, just a few days of travel, if he were to go to the south. Yet, fate chose that he would go to the north. No, it is more accurate to say that it was Smith, who chose his own destiny.