Sela gracefully rotated, his hands sliding loosely in their grip around her hips, his lips kissing first a graceful hip, then the perfectly squeezable slope of her buttocks.
“I want you in my ass, Mike.” She said, the hoarseness of her voice coming across as almost a growl. It wasn’t enough to rouse Mike’s attention. That was focused on the tight, inviting pucker between her cheeks as he spread them delicately, as if opening the petals of a flower. The magical woman slid out of his grip, going down almost to her knees before rising again, pressing the silk of her body against him in a sensual slide that would have made the most jaded of erotic dancers blush. She moved with the grace of a ballerina as she drove Mike’s excitement far higher than would ever be necessary.
She owned him.
He felt the tip of his cock slide between the lips of her incredible pussy, though the angle of her body’s assault assured him that it wasn’t the ultimate destination. He felt the heat and wetness of her coat the length of his shaft as she slid across, only changing the attitude of her hips at the last moment, bringing the tight ring of her ass to bear against the head.
“I want you to fill me.” Sela whispered, throwing her long hair back against his chest and eventually her head against his neck as she lowered her body onto his agonized cock. “I want you to fill me with your cock, then with your cum.”
Everyone Mike loved flashed through his mind as he felt Sela’s tight ass gripping his cock, squeezing him inch by inch as she took him inside.
Eliza.
Aimee.
Rachel Shane.
The heat of her against his bare chest as she devoured him warmed him like a fireplace after having come in from the snow.
Sela.
As her body settled in against his and he felt her muscles rippling against his invading force, he debated whether or not he had just said her name out loud.
“Inside me, Mike.” She whispered. “Fill me with your cum and then we can go back to the surface…together.”
She wasn’t even moving on him, but Mike felt like the end was already rapidly approaching. Something in his mind was resisting, but he wasn’t sure what it was or even why there was a need for it. It just nagged at him, even as the most beautiful woman he’d ever been with was kissing his neck as his rock-hard shaft remained buried to the hilt in her bowels.
Mike whispered the spell. The house, or The Source, rather, was going to have to make the judgement call for him. He had to trust that it would know what he required.
Chapter Ten
The words of the Requirement spell had barely crossed Mike’s lips before the situation was taken out of his hands, so to speak.
Sela had conquered Mike with her pussy, then Mansion Mike with her velvet throat. As a weird observer or sorts, Mike was able to look down on it. There was definitely something final about her desire to have him this final way. What did she envision when the two of them finally returned to Rochester Mansion? Something different than what he had in mind, he figured.
Mansion Mike was his chance.
Mike felt as if he was looking down at himself when he gave control back to Mansion Mike. If he had been just toying with the concept that the rougher, more assertive side of himself was a separate personality, he was now embracing it. The rash, impulsive side just needed one thing.
Direction.
Every sensation was still his, though it belonged to Mansion Mike as well. He felt the grip on Sela’s hips tighten as he leaned forward a bit, getting into a better position to utilize his core. The magical beauty was breathing sensuously into his neck when he first shifted his hips, bringing his cock a few inches out of her clutching body before driving it back home again. The gasp brushed the hair against his ears.
He thrust again, this time bringing teeth to his earlobe, right before another hissing moan. “That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck my ass.” Sela grunted.
Mike lifted her up off his waist with his grip on her hips, letting her fall back down again, impaling her with his rigid shaft. He ran a quick mental check on his own condition, even as Mansion Mike continued to drive his cock to the hilt in and out of her willing backside. He was in control. He was turned on like nothing else, but he was in control.
He unleashed the other side of himself.
Mike pushed Sela to her feet, his cock still buried in her as he pulled her hips into him, starting to thrust hard again as her back arched, keeping her body in perfect alignment with his driving cock.
“God, yes!” Sela screamed, shutter-stepping forward as he hammered her until her hands gripped the comforter of her bed, almost pulling it to the floor before she gained the traction she wanted to thrust her ass up and absorb the full blows of his cock.
“Cum for me!” Mike growled, his hand coming down hard on her ass. The echo of the slap was followed quickly by a visual echo of his handprint, rising up against her perfect flesh as she moaned his name in pleasure.
He watched his cock course in and out of her incredibly tight body like a piston as she offered it to him, her constant repetition of his name echoing in the room and in his ears as an acknowledgement of her desire.
She was holding back and he could feel it, though. He searched out one of her hands, bringing it behind her back as she struggled to keep her balance. The effort was in vain as he sought out and joined the other hand to its mate, forcing her pretty face down into the mattress as he used the leverage of her arms to slam his cock deeper and harder into her quivering ass.
“Cum for me!” Mike exhorted again, watching in awe as the beautiful woman’s body flushed with blood, making her tanned skin seem even darker. He was becoming out of breath and he could feel the race coming to an end. His own cock was on fire, partially from the friction of her tight flesh and partially the unearthly heat that seemed ten times stronger inside her body. He couldn’t maintain much longer without giving her what she had obviously wanted from the start.
He wasn’t even sure why he had the impression that he had to make her climax. It was just the right thing.
The required thing.
Sela’s scream threatened to tear down the stone walls as she came, her fingertips practically punching trough the mattress as it flooded through her body. She bucked against his driving cock, but only for a moment as the climax finally seemed to overwhelm her. A white streak appeared in her hair and he watched it, letting it provide a focal point as he continued to fuck her. It pushed out from the roots at her scalp, as if it wasn’t just growing, it was draining the color from the existing strands of hair.
She went perfectly still, bringing Mike’s energy level down a notch as her body simply accepted his slow and steady strokes.
“Please.” Sela whispered.
Mike’s mind was still too ravaged to know what she wanted. It was also too ravaged to beat around the bush.
“What?” He asked. “What were you going to do to me?”
He wasn’t sure where the last came from. The first question was his, the second was likely Mansion Mike’s.
“I need your cum.” She begged. He could see the tears in her eyes though she wasn’t trying to look at him.
“What happens if I cum inside you?” He asked. She had been alluding to something but he was starting to feel a wash of guilt. For what? This wasn’t at all non-consensual, he rationalized. He’d just changed the tone of it, much to her obvious pleasure.
“Nothing, now.”
“What?”
The slower pace was driving Mike’s cock crazy.
“Nothing. I mean. Nothing bad.”
“What would have happened?” Mike asked. He was right at the edge.
“I would have owned you.”
The spell had saved him. He still didn’t know what the consequences of that would have been, but, if he could trust her, he didn’t have to worry about them.
“And what if I cum inside of you now?” He asked.
Mike pulled out of her, his mind racing as he rolled her to her back so he could see
her face as she answered him. There was something…different there.
“You’ll free me.” She whispered, a tear running down her face.
Mike climbed up into the bed with a confidence he never felt, even as Mansion Mike. It had to be the spell’s influence. It was telling him what to do, if not exactly why.
She parted her legs as he moved between them, his cock lancing back into her ass just as her kisses rained down on his lips as she pulled him in with her muscular thighs.
He felt magic coursing through both their bodies as he exploded inside of her.
End of Excavating the Ex-Girlfriend
Book Six – Bed and Breakfast for the BFFs
Chapter One
Mike felt her arms around him as he lay there completely still. They were soft and their touch was tender and loving, sparking images of the three lovers that were likely desperate for his return to the surface. He had been in The Source for at least three hours, which was a bit longer than his first trip. That experience had cost him a week of his life, or rather, had extended his life. He never could fully get his mind around it, but the downside was that he lost a week of time with the ones he loved.
Sela.
She was the reason he had entered this place and despite what had just happened, he wasn’t planning on leaving without her.
“Talk to me.” He whispered.
The was a long pause where he felt Sela’s gorgeous legs wrap around his, their silky heat rippling up and down his own as they seemed to embrace him independently.
“I’m sorry, Mike.” She finally sighed.
“Sorry for what?”
“For what I did…what I was going to do.”
“And what was that?” Mike asked. He didn’t know, though he expected it wasn’t pleasant. Once again, the magic had saved him in the form of the Requirement spell. It had guided him through whatever it was the seductive Sela had planned.
“It’s this place.” She said, her voice humming next to his ear. “It gets into me. It…runs me.”
Mike rolled off Sela’s body, feeling himself slip the rest of the way out of her. She rolled back into him, pressing her warm breasts against his side as her legs searched for his again. She brought those mismatched eyes to bear on his again.
“We should go.” She said, her voice calm but her eyes showing the level of her seriousness.
“What were you going to do?”
“Control you.”
He could see the shame in those amazing eyes as she said it, lowering them from his judgmental gaze as if it burned.
“And now?”
“You’ve freed me.”
“And I’m supposed to trust that, why?”
Sela shrugged. Her eyes closed and broke the seal of her tears. One fell to his shoulder, beating the other that had to pool against the side of her nose before finally gaining enough mass to overcome the obstacle.
Trust.
The moment reminded him of something Eliza had said when they were first talking about reuniting. The fact that he desired an open relationship had nearly been the deciding factor that prevented it from happening. As they lay in each other’s arms, though, she’d given him the words that haunted him now.
“Sometimes you’ve got to trust blindly.”
Mike realized he had said Eliza’s words aloud.
“I just want to go home.” Sela whispered.
Somewhere in those tormented eyes, Mike saw the face of Linda Sue Carmody.
Chapter Two
“Thank God.”
The two words greeted Mike as he returned to the mansion. The energy of the spell still crackled in his veins and he wondered if Sela could feel it too.
“You must be Linda.” Eliza said, taking the brunette’s hand as Mike kissed his ex-wife lovingly on the cheek.
“Sela.”
“Sela.” Eliza agreed, giving Mike a questioning look as he turned and slumped into a chair. “Shower or something to eat?”
“Shower.”
Mike heard the thumping of footsteps coming up the grand staircase as he watched Eliza lead the beautiful brunette into the bathroom, wondering if he had made the right decision or not. He had to trust her, trust himself, and trust the magic of the place he called home.
“Fuck, it’s good to see you, old man.” Aimee said. Her eyes quickly betrayed her joking nature as she rushed to him in the chair. The feel of her petite body was comforting as she climbed into his lap, her lips gently touching his as if he had been injured.
“I’m okay.” He said. “It’s just been a few hours for me.”
Aimee pulled back and he caught one of her falling tears with his fingertip. “It’s been almost three weeks here.” She said. “Rachel went back to work and it’s just been Eliza and me.”
“How’s that been going?” Mike asked. In all technicalities, there was no relationship between the two of them excepting the friendship that had recently been blossoming. With her divorce from Larry on the fast track, the feisty little redhead was no longer step-daughter to one of the other women he wanted to share the rest of his life with.
Aimee smirked. “It’s been…fine.”
Mike smiled, watching it spread, igniting the smirk into a grin.
“Well, it’s been lonely for both of us.”
They both heard the shower kick on in the bathroom and turned their heads.
“Eliza taking a shower?”
“Sela.” Mike whispered, the name itself sending a shiver down his spine that he wondered if Aimee felt.
“Who’s Sela?”
“Linda Sue Carmody.” Mike said. “She’s back.”
Aimee smiled, taking his face in her hands. “That means you did it!” She said. “You’re the fucking knight in shining armor.”
Mike scoffed. “Sometimes it doesn’t feel like that.”
Aimee kissed him. “Get used to it.” She seemed to remember something. “In fact, we’re going to have some company if you’re up to it. Starting tomorrow night.”
“Rachel?”
“No.” Aimee smiled.
It was the last thing he was interested in. Now that he’d succeeded in bringing Sela to the surface, what was his next move? Reuniting her with Will Robinson wasn’t going to happen. In fact, the woman herself hadn’t even mentioned him. After he’d been sent to The Source, it was as if he had fallen off the face of the Earth.
“Better.”
Mike tried to smile. “Better than having all my girls here in one place?”
“Aww. You’re always too fucking sweet, Mike.” Aimee said as Eliza came out of the bathroom.
“She seems a little shook up, but she’ll be okay.”
Mike nodded.
“I was just telling Mike about the company we’re going to have.”
Eliza frowned. “We can cancel if you want, Mike.”
“Sure.” Aimee picked up. “I can call Rachel and…”
“I thought you said it wasn’t Rachel.” Mike started.
“Friends of hers.” Eliza explained. “Actresses. They’re going to hang for a day or two while they’re shooting some stuff downtown.”
“What do you think?” Aimee asked, snuggling deeper into Mike’s arms. “Kind of like a B&B with benefits.”
Mike looked up at Eliza, who was smiling as well. “Well, I wouldn’t mind meeting either of them…”
“Sounds like a plan.” He said. “Though we should probably talk about Sela.”
“She’s quite a looker.” Eliza said, gesturing to the bathroom door with her gaze.
Aimee pulled her lips off Mike’s neck. “Well, I’m definitely game.”
“You’re always game, short stack.” Eliza joked.
“What do we need to talk about?” Aimee asked. “Is she staying?”
“I have no idea.” Mike admitted.
Chapter Three
Mike’s evening was spent with Aimee and Eliza and he caught up on just how much closer the two of them had become in his absence. As he rose
in the morning and extricated himself from their loving embraces, he found Sela downstairs as well as the answer to how she had chosen to spend her time on her first day back in the real world.
“I missed a lot.” She said, looking over her shoulder at him the moment he entered the parlor. The gray-blue light of the television set washed the color out of her face but did nothing to diminish the beauty of those eyes. They seemed untouchable.
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