by Tamryn Tamer
“You know spirit magic,” she nodded to herself. “That’s why you’re after me, isn’t it? You want to learn body magic.”
“You’re smart,” Jericho grinned.
“You’re not,” she scoffed. “Do you have any idea what would happen if you made me your familiar?”
“Don’t care,” Jericho said. “You can ask my friends. I don’t think about the consequences.”
“Listen,” she leaned in and whispered. “You asked who has a bounty out on me so I’ll tell you. It’s not one person. Seven noble families have bounties out on me. If I became your familiar those bounties would transfer to you. As much as I’d love to have a home, I can’t let you suffer because of my choices.”
“I’m fine with it,” Jericho shrugged. “Seems interesting. Which seven families?”
“Which seven?” Mirage laughed in disbelief. “Does it matter?”
“Good point. It doesn’t matter. Is this your real form?”
“My real form?” Mirage sat back and looked at him skeptically. “Yes, this is my real form. Maintaining other forms takes a lot of energy.”
“Ah,” Jericho said knowingly. “I figured the energy was needed for transforming but it’s needed for maintaining the transformation too.”
“Yes,” Mirage answered. “Transforming takes a large amount of energy. Maintaining the transformation uses less energy but still uses it.”
“Good to know,” Jericho smiled. “See, you’re so straight forward and knowledgeable. I knew you’d be a great familiar.”
“Are you even listening to me? You cannot make me your familiar.”
“I understand,” Jericho said. “If you don’t want to be my familiar, I’m not going to force the issue.”
“No!” Mirage buried her face in her hands laughing. “You aren’t getting it! It has nothing to do with me not wanting to be your familiar! I’d love to stop running and hiding and have a place to call home! Most nights I dream of sleeping in a comfortable bed and not having to worry about where my next meal is coming from! But if I stop running the nobles will find me and kill me. It’s not you that’s the problem, it’s me!”
“The it’s not you it’s me speech,” Jericho nodded his head. “I’ve heard it a hundred times. It’s me isn’t it?”
“Why are you like this?” Mirage asked. Her face was red with frustration and Jericho was loving every second of it. “Listen, when I was younger, I made a lot of mistakes and did a lot of really bad things. Do you understand? But I did those things, not you. If you make me your familiar, the people after me will hunt you down and kill you and your familiars.”
“I thought I already said I’m fine with that.”
“How?” she asked while staring at Jericho in disbelief. “How can you be fine with that? The Mercers, Stevins, Grendans…”
“You don’t have to name them all,” Jericho interrupted. “Any families holding a rank higher than Duke?”
“Archduke Garlamond,” Mirage answered. Jericho winced, Archduke Garlamond served directly under the King of Dawn and that’d be a problem. He commanded a formidable army and being from Dawn that army would be nearby. Mirage crossed her arms, “Are you starting to get the picture now?”
“How long can you maintain a transformation,” Jericho changed the subject. “Is it a ten-minute thing or a thirty-minute thing?”
“Thirty minutes is pretty easy,” Mirage answered. “Why?”
“Would you be opposed to shapeshifting in the bedroom?” Jericho smiled lecherously.
“What?” Mirage stammered. “What kind of question is that? What kind of mage are you?”
“Believe it or not,” Jericho leaned back cockily. “I’m the most powerful mage in the world.”
“And you want to know if I’m willing to shapeshift in the bedroom?” Mirage sneered while looking Jericho up and down.
“Yeah,” Jericho answered. “Not that I don’t find you attractive as you are. You’re gorgeous.”
“Thanks,” Mirage rolled her eyes. “But I’m not an idiot. I know how men are. To answer your question, only on special occasions. It makes me feel unwanted if I have to do it all the time. Is this seriously part of your deliberations?”
“If I’m being honest not really,” Jericho laughed. “But, if you’d said you never shapeshift in bed, I would have been a bit sad. Oh, dammit.”
“What now?” She asked intrigued by what insane question would come out of his mouth next.
“Do you want to sleep with me?” Jericho asked sincerely. “I’ve kind of been jumping to conclusions because my other familiars…”
“What kind of questions are these?” Mirage laughed and shook her head. Her face was bright red. “You haven’t asked me why the noble families are after me, you haven’t asked me how much the bounty is, you haven’t asked me anything of actual importance. Instead, you want to know if I want to sleep with you?”
“Yeah,” Jericho nodded. “Do you?”
“I don’t know!” Mirage answered sharply. “We’ve literally just met. How am I supposed to answer that?”
“I like you a lot,” Jericho couldn’t stop smiling. Mirage seemed so developed compared to his other familiars. He started to wonder how their environments impacted their personalities. Ariel, despite being fifty years old clearly lived the sheltered life of a princess and Jinx likely spent most of her life fending for herself in the wild. Mirage just seemed like an adult woman who made some youthful mistakes. In a world full of heroes and villains, that was something truly unique. “I really want you.”
“You’re impossible,” Mirage sighed. “This is insane. You’re insane. You know nothing about me. How’s this, five things you like about me. If you can give me just five things you like about me, I’ll become your familiar. But they have to be real things. Nothing stupid like how you like my eyes.”
“But I do like your eyes,” Jericho smiled. “They shine like sunlight through emeralds.”
“That’s what I mean,” Mirage ate some more food. “Nothing like that. Five things you like about me.”
“You’re smart, you’re kind, you’re honest, you’re brave, and the way you hold your drink is adorable,” Jericho rattled off as Mirage’s jaw dropped. “I like the way you get flustered after wiping your mouth with your sleeve in a fancy restaurant, I like the way you can sit in silence and be content with it, I like how you don’t dream of treasure or power but of having a home and a family. Would you like more?”
“What makes you think I’m smart?” she objected. “Or kind, or honest, or brave. You couldn’t know any of that. Those were empty platitudes…”
“You ask questions and think about consequences, that makes you smart. You’re worried about how becoming my familiar might hurt me, that makes you kind. You haven’t lied to me yet, that makes you honest. And you did something to piss off an Archduke, so you’re either brave or stupid and we’ve already established you’re smart.”
“I don’t know what to say,” Mirage blushed.
“Say you’ll be my familiar,” Jericho slid his hand over to hers. He was immediately intrigued by the immense amount of heat she was giving off, “Are you always this warm?”
“Yes,” she laughed and shook her head in defeat. “I’m not going to argue with you anymore. If I’m being honest, I thought you were here to kill me and instead you’re offering me what I always wanted, a home. I’m so tired of running and hiding. If you want me, you can have me. I just hope you don’t regret it.”
“I won’t,” Jericho smiled. “Trust me, we’re going to have a ton of fun. Speaking of fun, there’s an inn across the street.”
“I never said I was going to sleep with you,” Mirage laughed.
“You haven’t said you weren’t either,” Jericho tossed gold to the waiter. “But I’d prefer to bind myself to you in private.”
“Isn’t it the other way around?” Mirage stood up to leave with him. “Familiars bind themselves to their masters.”
“Nop
e,” Jericho took her arm. He paused and looked to see if she was wearing heels and saw she was in flats. “Are you taller than me?”
“Would you prefer I was shorter?” She asked cynically. “I can make that happen.”
“No thanks,” Jericho said while heading for the door with her. “I was just thinking about how great being average height is.”
“I think that’s the first time I’ve heard a man say that,” she laughed. “Care to explain?”
“It’s simple. People who are really tall never get to be with somebody taller than them. People who are really short never get to be with people shorter than them. Being average means…”
“You get both,” Mirage shook her head. “Anybody ever tell you that you’re kind of an idiot?”
“All the time!”
Chapter 6
Familiar Feelings
Jericho took Mirage to the inn across the street but the only rooms available were suites. Nobody ever purchased a suite in Forbidden Arcana. They were almost always priced ten times higher than a normal room and there were so many inns that walking a block away made more sense. Additionally, it wasn’t like anybody stopped you if you decided to fuck around in a random storeroom or closet somewhere.
“This is a huge waste of money,” Mirage chided as Jericho purchased the master suite. “You could have gone down the block and purchased a regular room. Or we could have just found a dark alley.”
“A dark alley?” Jericho grimaced as they walked upstairs. “I’m going to forget you suggested that.”
“It would have been free,” she scoffed. “Do you know how much food you can buy with the thousand gold you spent on this room?”
“Doesn’t matter,” Jericho laughed as he unlocked the room. It was large and lavishly decorated in red with gold trim. “I wasn’t going to have my first kiss with you in a dark alley.”
“Or are you trying to get something else?” Mirage stared at him suspiciously as she walked past. She strolled around the room touching everything. She ran her fingers across the dressers, nightstands, and lamps before arriving at the bed. She climbed in and rolled onto her side.
Jericho couldn’t help be stare at her curves, completely different from his other familiars. Her hips drew his gaze first, the curve started at her waist and flowed perfectly over her large hips to her plump thighs. He wanted to run his hand up and down that beautiful arc.
From her hips, he was almost paralyzed on where to look next, her long thick legs or her ample chest. Her chest won, it’d become more distracting since she’d shifted to her side. Her top could barely contain her large breasts and being on her side put even more strain on it. Jericho knew they could fall out any moment.
Her face was just as amazing, mostly due to her smile. Whoever created Mirage, she was their Mona Lisa. Her smile seemed genuinely happy. It wasn’t laughing over the top happiness, it was the quiet happiness of watching a child sleep. He couldn’t get over how amazing it was.
“You’re looking at me weird,” she said. Jericho snapped out of his trance and approached the bed. “What are you thinking?”
“I was thinking about your smile,” Jericho shook his head as he joined her on the bed. “I know it sounds like a line. But it’s amazing.”
“Thank you,” she responded and there it was again. “What about my hips? Or my breasts? I saw you staring at those as well.”
“All amazing,” Jericho answered. Mirage seemed to be trying not to laugh. It was obvious she thought he was just spewing out line after line. She was probably right, but it didn’t make his compliments any less true. “But your smile was a showstopper.”
“You’re just trying to get me naked,” she said reaching over to touch Jericho’s chest. Mirage stroked it up and down several times.
“Would that be so bad?” Jericho asked roguishly.
“No,” she looked down at her own body judgmentally. “But maybe I should be younger?”
“Younger?” Jericho scoffed. “Why?”
“Men always want younger,” she lifted her breast slightly and let it fall, “or tighter, or firmer, or thinner.”
“And you think I’m the crazy one?” Jericho said moving her hand from his chest to kiss it. She had no idea how much Jericho desired her curvaceous body, “Have I given you the impression that I found you anything less than gorgeous?”
“Now I know you’re just trying to get me naked,” she laughed happily. “This is your last chance to back out. Are you sure you want me?”
“I’m positive,” Jericho answered while pulling her toward him. “Do you want to be bound to me?”
“Yes,” she answered. “You idiot mage.”
“Then it’s settled,” Jericho kissed her. Mirage’s lips parted allowing his tongue to slide inside. Her body’s natural warmth relaxed him as they continued to make out on the bed. Slowly, he felt himself growing warmer and soon the knowledge of body magic unlocked inside of him.
It was shockingly simple compared to the other magics. It was like discovering a new muscle inside of yourself that was previously dormant. It was at his core and he knew that if he thought about a person or creature and flexed that muscle, he’d transform into it. The stronger the muscle was, the more dynamic the change could be.
“What?” Jericho asked as Mirage pulled away. She grabbed his hand and moved it to her thigh. “I thought you weren’t sure about sex? Are you sure now?”
“Yeah,” Mirage nodded before going in for another kiss. Jericho started stroking his hand up and down her thigh. Even through her clothes, he could feel her warmth. His hand shifted toward the buckle of her pants as she nimbly unbuttoned his shirt. “It’s been so long since I’ve been touched. I need this.”
“Not as much as me,” Jericho said as he helped her remove his shirt. Soon he was pulling down her pants exposing blue satin underwear. He ran his hand up her thigh again and hooked his fingers around the panties before pulling them off and exposing her trimmed blonde bush. “You are just perfect.”
“Quiet,” she laughed. “You’re only saying that because we’re in bed together.”
“You need to be more confident. I’m going to show you how desirable you are,” Jericho said while kicking off his pants. His large cock was already hard at the thought of fucking the buxom woman. He reached around her back and skillfully unhooked the latches of her leather bustier. Immediately Mirage’s large breasts fell out and they went back to making out.
Jericho pressed his body against Mirage, bathing in the immense heat she was putting off. He loved how her warm hands eagerly explored his body spreading the warmth. She started at his chest and shoulders before making her way down his arms, then finally to his back. He felt desired. She moved her hands down and cupped his ass.
“You’re muscular for a mage,” she said squeezing his hard ass.
Jericho also took his time exploring. He spent a lot of time at her hips before moving his hand to her soft blonde bush. He ran his fingers through it several times before moving around to her ass. He pulled her toward him while squeezing her plump ass, his cock pulsed and she let out a soft moan as he gripped her cheeks.
“Fuck me,” Mirage moaned while grabbing one of his hands and moving it back to her pussy. She guided his finger to the opening, it felt like a furnace. He inserted it and she groaned excitedly while grabbing his cock. “I want you.”
“God that feels good,” Jericho said as her warm hand moved up and down the length of his thick cock. He kissed her again, she happily welcomed him and slowly guided him to his back while continuing to slither her tongue against his.
She pulled away and began kissing down his chest, taking her time as she approached his cock. Jericho moaned as her tongue slid up the shaft to the tip, then her warm mouth enveloped him. He wasn’t sure if he was going crazy but it felt two tongues were massaging the top and bottom of his cock as she masterfully took it down her throat.
“Fuck,” he moaned realizing he wasn’t imagining things. She’d
taken him entirely to the base but there was a tongue massage the tip of his cock inside of her throat. Her insides were shifting with the sole purpose of pleasuring him and he was losing his mind.
Eager to reciprocate, he reached between her legs and began massaging her clit. He started slow and gentle as her hips swayed back and forth. After a minute he slid two fingers past her clit and thrust them inside of her. She moaned onto his cock as he started rubbing her g-spot.
The curvy beauty started bobbing her head up and down as Jericho alternated between massaging her clit and her g-spot. His cock throbbed intensely inside of her throat as she used it like a pussy to please him. He couldn’t hold it in any longer and started to cum.
“Mmm,” Mirage groaned as his cock pulsated inside of her. After several seconds of cumming, she pulled away and playfully slapped his chest, “A little warning would be nice!”
“Sorry,” Jericho laughed as she adjusted her position.
Mirage changed to the squatting cowgirl position and lined up her pussy with his cock. With one slow squat, she took his massive dick into her scorching hot pussy. She looked down and beamed happily before turning away embarrassed. “You can’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?” Jericho grinned as she gradually rose up off his cock. His eyes fixated on her large tits hanging in front of him. He reached out with both hands and gently touched them. Like the rest of her, they were warm but also impossibly soft. His fingers moved to her thick hard nipples as she dropped back down onto his cock. “You’re amazing.”
“No, you’re amazing,” she moaned while gradually increasing her speed. She continued to ride his huge cock while he teased her nipples. “Are you going to cum inside of me?”
“Can I?” Jericho asked. It’d never been a question with his other familiars.
“Uh-huh,” she answered while moving more quickly. Her pussy gripped him tightly as she continued to slide up and down on his cock. Every now and then she’d make eye contact with him before smiling and turning away.
