by Philip Read
And we both go down in a tangle of limbs as we kiss passionately, she’s a quick study this one and I’m glad for it.
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By the time my cock penetrates into Vevina’s womanhood we’ve already spent the first 4 hours of our coupling exploring each other’s bodies so thoroughly and completely that we may as well be old lovers in our expertise on each other’s passions. I’ve already had full thorough climaxes 16 times to my count and she at least 20 or more times in those 4 hours of intimacy.
My fingers have been deep inside her openings and I know where all her sensitive internal tissues are, I know where best to use a tongue, where best to use teeth and where best to alternate. I know her cool skin can get warm and I know how to make it so, I’ve managed to make her beautiful voice moan out in ecstasy to my own unraveling a number of times already. Our passions having taken us over long ago to the point that I am probably barely sane right now as we connect even in mana.
Awakening is a strange thing and somehow I retain the energy and stamina it takes to keep up with this immortal being for 4 straight hours. During the entire blissful affair I only wonder a few times how it is I’m keeping up but mostly our coupling is all that occupies my mind, mostly.
Our repeated climaxes result in us both being filthy with sex fluids and ejaculation on Carmella’s pillows as well as each other but our excitement and hornyness is such that we take no mind of the inconvenience. In fact the scent of my seed on her skin is intoxicating and feeling it seep into her pores is a very surprising aphrodisiac.
We taste each other and we know each other and we make each other cum repeatedly such that even before penetration we have already had great sex. I dare say the best I’ve ever had till this point in my life, and I think that without taking anything away from any of my other partners.
It’s more than just that she is an over millennia old creature with a voice that is like an addictive euphoric and a sex aura that drives me insane. No, its me as well that now has added senses I’ve never before had and therefore never used in sex before. The Awakening is still awakening things within me and realizations of other uses for all the blessings I currently have make this a unique experience on top of unique experiences.
There are levels to sex I’m discovering and the more the senses you have to feel and exchange during sex the greater and more intimate the experience. It goes so far beyond physical senses as well and includes auras, spirit, feel, emotions and maybe even soul and others at some level. Thus, the more powerful you are and the more you Awaken to different things the greater the experience.
I know understand why psions like having sex with other psions more than with anyone else who doesn’t share their gifts of mental senses.
I eventually set up to penetrate her nether lips though and as I do the temperature fluctuations within the room around us are easily visible. I push into her very tight opening hard but slowly as I receive a lot of resistance. Her arms are around my neck holding my tightly as mine are on her buttocks pulling her tightly into me using those soft muscles as levers.
I feel like I’m cracking ice shards that have grown and solidified inside her womanhood over a very long period of time. I can literally feel things crackling within her and the room around us seems to be freezing solid as she loses some of her hold on her power.
But I don’t stop pushing into her, how could I stop after already having enjoyed her as much as I have? Plus the single aura we are sharing during this coupling means I’m mostly immune to the effects of her power if it isn’t specifically directly at me.
I pull back and push back in from halfway inside her, ironing out with my hard cock the shards that surprisingly weren’t present during the questing of my fingers inside her. Of course even being inside her this much is absolute bliss and I loose myself in the motions of pushing in and pulling out of her at a leisurely pace.
It’s a good 5 minutes of pleasantly breaking cold ice shards within her before I feel another climax coming but it still surprises me in it’s intensity as I flood her insides with my seed while simultaneously pushing hard with strength inside her.
I end up deep in her depths as I groan and hump repeatedly like a beast with my eyes rolling back and my entire body shaking. Her soft sweet ‘Ahhh….’ right beside my ear just pushes me on another level of complete orgasm before I slowly come back to myself and realize there is no longer anything inside her canal except my still hard cock still eager to please.
And so we keep having sex our passion even increasing to new heights as with full penetration our sex auras fully become one and we become one in body and in spirit somehow as nature had intended for us to be. It’s beautiful, I dare say its magical though my mana is mostly only still just brushing against hers but doing nothing else.
At this point I plow hard into her, using her butt for leverage as I pull myself deeply into her over and over and over. Our lips connect and taste and suckle on each other even as our genitals are connected. I’m inside her and hitting her exactly where she wants it, needs it to be scratched. Her moans keep me right at the edge of falling into the Rage but it also seems I have more control of that as well now.
I’m almost half into and half out of the Rage as is and I use that extra stamina and hunger for violence to take her harder still, rougher, more thoroughly. I grunt into her repeatedly as I feel her getting tighter still, crying out louder still, my precum and her juices making it easy to still plow into her hard though.
She is in a state of her own bliss that much is evidence throughout her body, her aura and all over her face. She is beyond satisfied and being satisfied but she can’t get enough. And as rough as I’m getting and as hard as I push and pull I know I can’t break her.
I pull out of her and turn her on her side before lying besides her lifting her leg so I can get in at another angle. I notice my cock is in a shape and size I’ve never seen it in before, but that’s only a curiosity not a pressing matter as I sink easily into her from behind before feeling my cock enlarging again within her.
I notice it this thine though and I pay attention to it, I feel my cock slowly changing shape within her on its own accord even as I keep pushing in and out of the beautiful sidhe fae. I pull her body tight towards me but I don’t stop, how could I stop?
My cock penetrates something deep within her cunt like the popping of a hard bubble and she makes sounds like an animal being strangled. The first sounds out of her mouth that aren’t filled with beauty and glamour and I deposit my seed over and over inside that penetrated bubble. She keeps making grunting sounds as she shivers, I shiver as well as drool just leaks from my mouth before I pass out from just too much feeling.
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Damian/Unknown
“I’m still not sure how they are doing it but a lot of our agents in foreign governments are disappearing. Only agents in our parapet kingdoms seem unaffected and everyone that reports directly to Florence and I seem to be secure still. Luckily that’s a large enough number that we still have eyes and ears in a lot of pertinent places.” Assad says pacing back and forth on the carpert of the large sitting room.
“It’s that Joseph, somehow they unraveled his soul oath and the little shit hasn’t stop talking.” Florence says with heat in his voice.
“This is what we get from including a person weak enough to allow themselves to get possessed into one of our circles.” Cecile says with a dismissive wave of her hand as the slave replenishes her wine cup.
“Enough!” I say looking at everyone present in the eye things aren’t going right and they haven’t since that fat bastart Albert and Yolanda betrayed us.
“I want solutions not more problems and bickering. Have we found this Academy that’s rumoured of yet and if so how affective have the Espara been against them?” I ask Uria directly, he is in charge of directing the Wales monarchy into action and should have those reports.
“We have been unable to find this Academy but we believe that is how they are rec
ruiting, we aren’t 100% sure who they are as of yet but we think they refer to themselves as the ‘conclave’ or some such.” He says seriously avoiding eye contact.
“Give me some good news at least, I’m tired of hearing all the things you fail at lately.” I say looking at him straight in the eyes, I’d probably kill him if he wasn’t so valuable to the cause still and he knows it.
“We have been able to track the general route the recruits use to travel and the Espara has been ambushing anyone that travels those known paths. And our friends from the Underworld have kept their part of the agreement and are keeping mimics and scianchy in the vicinity to harass anyone the Espara miss. We are definitely frustrating their efforts as much as they are frustrating ours.”
“Maybe, but they know more about us than we know about them and I don’t like that. Still no word on agents we’ve tried inserting with other ‘academy’ hopefuls?” I ask looking back at Assad, that’s his department after all, infiltration and information.
“None have reported back as of yet, they always disappear somewhere after passing the Nexus lands.”
“Has there been any retaliation on Wales? Everyone who is anyone on Gaia will know the Espara and will know where they come from.”
“Nothing yet, but the monarchy is reinforcing its border patrol and recruitments. I’ve made sure they find that silver mine we’ve been using and the influx of coin will help fund and sustain them for the next 4 years at least.” Uria says quickly.
I nod, at least something’s are going as planned. “Good, keep each other informed and see how you could assist one another.
“In the meantime your spirit weapons are ready for binding. The smiths have been more than happy to work on them and I will keep them alive longer in case we need extra equipment. Servant one here will direct you to armoury, you all know the weapons you requested made so take nothing else. Leave me, I have other things to do.”
With that they shuffle out of my immediate sight and I sigh as I lean back into my chair. Things are coming to a head and we are still two people short in order to have the full 50 needed for the working. And these spirits are plotting their own little plans that sometimes frustrate my own.
One would almost think they don’t want us to fulfil our oath to them, that they like us right under their thumbs. We are supposed to meet in two ten-days when all six moons eclipse with Rigel to lay the foundation of the working. There will have to be 50 of us with 50 sapient life sacrifices strong in spirit enerfy to maintaining the integrity of the formations long enough for it to stabilize.
Then we will need to stay in vigil maintaining the working for 6 months straight without any form of interruption or the foundation may not be set and some of us may die. Which is why we had to establish ourselves deep within a kingdom ruled by us in all but name to ensure our safely on top of all the powerful spirits fat Albert was to summon for our protection.
There is a sour taste in my mouth just thinking about the fat fuck and his sleazy ways. I should have known not to trust a man that sodomises little children but he was just so useful. I sigh and shake my head admonishing myself, I wonder what my esteemed mother would do in this situation. Probably not be in this situation to begin with, to be honest I expected her to have sent father after me at this point but I probably don’t amount to much to those two anyways.
Not with my other siblings all being so ‘perfect’. But that’s enough of that, I don’t need them, I don’t need anyone.
Chapter 82
Gaia
I’m back at the Tundra in the little hut I still call home because my ma and my older sister didn’t want to go to Paradisum when the building hype was at its peak and every tribesmen who resided there was built a home or received an apartment. Everything is different now and even ma is finally acknowledging that it was foolish not to get involved with the fighting and take opportunities whilst we still had them. She will never apologize for her stubbornness though, she and Aiya are both too controlling and stubborn to ever admit they were wrong to abandon our fellow tribesmen no matter what the reason, no matter the sacred calling of our family.
I look at my dusty niece playing around in the field and smile at her enthusiasm and purerity still but my smile quickly fades as I remember how backwards and rural we are becoming in comparison to the world at large, all of us not residing within the walls of one of the big cities. I’ve tried to convince ma that it doesn’t even have to be Paradisum we move to, we could go to Hill-home, Viper’s Nest, or even Hilton and start over there.
We will still be able to keep the sacred duty as the custodians of the ancient runes there without bringing too much attention onto ourselves. To be honest I don’t understand why grandma still doesn’t think it’s time to reveal at least to the Seers what generation after generation of our family has been custodian off to the people already.
I’ve told them about the Mare and their already vast knowledge of the origins of our race and the runic scripts they brand into their flesh. I’ve brought copies of said runes to ma who studied them and took them to grandma to compare with the ones we keep. But still apparently our sacred vigil is not at an end, I honestly don’t know what to do now that I’m back.
How can I be content living in this hut and watching my niece grow up in squealer after living these years in luxury myself at the Conclave Compound? How can I keep the faith of a duty I inherited not of my own choosing to the detriment of myself and my family?
I stand at the threshold of my hut and look at the remnants of our little village in what used to be the Horse - Eater part of the vast Tundra. We are so remote here that even the Southerners never got this far in their most ambitious of advances. I watch ma, Aiya and grandma crest the hill as they come towards my house. I hope they took my words seriously of at least moving to one of the towns growing closer to Paradisum than we currently are so Cici has the benefit of modern education and training.
I watch them walk with growing impatients as they take their time. It’s a few minutes before they are withn range so I can feel their somber auras and the air of seriousness around them.
“Gaia my boy, we have found you a mate.” Grandma Questesa says without preamble sitting herself on a stool against my house.
There is an immediate smoldering fire of deep resentful anger within my chest at her words. Our family has suffered much and denied much even viewed as cowards from generation to generation of very little to no participation in raides. We have been the keepers of ancient knowledge, passed to us before the time of wondering by the the royal lines of our ancestral people. We are the Creta Nudes, the secret keepers and passers of knowledge from the time when our greatest foes where phantom creatures of the dark known as the Aave, the dark phantoms.
Our family has held the key to defeating such creatures if they ever resurfaced and we have held it for many many generations. Only for me to realize that the runic language is not lost in what was once our homeland but preserved by the Mare. My family is not the last holdout and sacred keepers of a knowledge so ancient that even the Seers don’t know about.
I look at my grandma in the eyes as I hold in my bitterness and disappointment, my denial. I tell them about the Mare, about the runes the Mare have curved on their skin, I tell them we aren’t alone in being the keepers of this all important ancient knowledge and all they come up with is a mate? What the fuck will I do with a mate at a time like this?
I shake my head in denial before looking at ma and then Aiya now playing with Cici. I hold my tongue, it takes a lot but I hold my tongue and bow my head to grandma before walking away from them and their folly. I walk a ways and I cover ground quickly as I flee from what I know I’m capable of doing to them.
I stop and crouch behind a boulder before letting out the rage and hurt that has been at the surface of my mind for so long now. I scream a primal scream of rage, betrayal and hurt, I scream again a scream that cuts through the air and calls the vultures to feast. I scream again as impoten
t rage turns into sobs that rock my body, tears and snort on my face.
“I can help you, I can set you free of this burden.” A woman says out of absolute nowhere and I’m already turning with blade in hand to face any attack with precision and skill.
Before me is a spirit I immediately realize. The woman is semi corporeal and seems to be floating just above the grass.
“I could take your suffering, make you whole.” It says as it projects an overwhelming aura of peace and rest, of letting go for a change, something I have always yearned for.
I’m just so tired of always fighting emotional battles, of always swallowing my pride and what I know to be true. Always being the male in a matriarchal family, the one who is least trusted with the secrets my da died to protect as his ‘sacred’ duty.
I give the spirit what it wants, I don’t say anything but I give the part of me that’s tired away and the thing takes it eagerly. I feel myself resting slowly as my body is taken from me somehow but I remain within it. I remain a passanger and as the thing is within me I realize it has no gender. As it uses my body to run back towards home with sword in hand and a bloodthirsty glee in my/it’s chest I realize my great foolishness.
I try to wrestle control back but I have no leverage, the thing has me tight as I scream and billow within my head. They see me coming at speed and grandma seems to immediately realize my intent and disappears within the hut that is my home.
I’m almost hopeful for a moment that she may stop me, but I flare my aura and my ma’s face is split it two with a spray of blood and brains done in a flawless move I’ve practiced nearly everyday back at the Den. I scream my outrage within myself even as Aiya screams her outrage out loud as she goes into the berserker Rage.
We exchange a single clash of weapons as her sword and my sword meet. But while she has been growing up learning runes and having secret meetings I have been training with da then with the Conclave to become a peerless warrior.
