ServingNicole

by Marilyn Campbell

  Brett gently ended the kiss and held her tightly against him. With her head resting on his chest, she sighed. “I feel as though I’m in a dream. A lovely, perfect dream.”

  “It’s no dream, Nicole. It’s magick. And after today, it’s all yours to control however you wish.”

  She had no idea how to respond to such a dramatic statement. Instead she focused on the response she felt to the hard body pressed to hers. She slid her hands from his neck, down his chest, around his waist and cupped his buttocks. “Very nice,” she said with a smile.

  His hands moved to her bottom and squeezed. “Very nice indeed.”

  His muscular frame tightened around her, his cock stretched and hardened against her belly, yet he seemed to be in no hurry to move on. She, however, found it more and more difficult to be patient. She slipped one hand between their bodies and grasped his erection. “If all I need to do is wish to have control, then, right now, what I wish, is to have this inside me.”

  He chuckled. “Getting pushy already?”

  “Maybe,” she said as she molded her fingers around his shaft and eased the foreskin up and down. “Or maybe I’m just trying to catch up on what I’ve been missing.”

  “In that case,” he clutched the backs of her thighs, lifted her and wrapped her legs around his waist, “I would consider it a privilege to be your sex toy.”

  Nicole giggled and repositioned her hips so her cunt was perched at the top of his cock. The warm water swishing between their bodies added another new sensation for her. A moment later her vagina sheathed his penis as smoothly as if it belonged there.

  Brett groaned and buried his face in the crook of her neck. He clutched her bottom as she raised her hips and lowered them again. The buoyancy of the water made it nearly effortless and soon Nicole’s up-and-down movements created waves to match her rhythm. Other than bracing her ass, Brett remained still, letting her use him as she wished and set the pace she needed.

  Nicole could hardly believe any of this was happening, but perhaps most exciting was that she was in complete control of the moment. She could come or hold back as she chose. She could even stop completely if she truly wanted to. But as she rode his erection, a tingling in her clitoris spread out farther and farther with each stroke. She was wrong about one thing. There was no way she could stop. And yet, she couldn’t sense whether he was as ready as she was. He was hard as granite inside her but he still held everything back.

  She squeezed her vaginal muscles to postpone the orgasm for at least a few seconds. “Are you…ready? I can’t wait.”

  He murmured in her ear, “Then don’t. Focus on your pleasure and having the power to take whatever you need from me, with or without my consent, knowing I will never be able to refuse you.”

  Her lips pressed hard against his and she fucked his mouth with her tongue as the rise and fall of her hips picked up speed. Somehow his words sparked a wildfire inside her. She focused on the pleasure she received from using his body and the fire grew hotter. She wanted the freedom to feel this way any time, any place. The mere thought of having this man offering himself to her, to do with as she pleased, for him to never be able to refuse her anything had her burning up with sexual energy.

  She drove her cunt onto his cock harder and harder, faster and faster until her climax broke. The fire that had been building inside her suddenly burst from her body and surrounded them in a ring of flames. Brett held her firmly against him until her quivering orgasm and the fire were completely consumed by the water.

  Slowly she regained her ability to breathe and the first thing she noticed was she was still pleasurably impaled on a rigid penis. She squeezed her vaginal muscles and felt his chest shake with a silent chuckle. “Your turn now.”

  “Not quite yet,” he replied and lifted her from his body.

  “Hmmph. I thought you could refuse me nothing.”

  He grinned. “That’s right. I can’t refuse you. But I can make you work for it.” In a flash, he dove into the water and swam away from her.

  She watched him glide through the water like a sleek dolphin for about a hundred feet then stand up and walk onto a sandbar.

  “Well, what are you waiting for?” he called out. “Do you want something from me or not?”

  She laughed at the funny man who appeared to be standing on top of the water, flaunting his tantalizing sex at her. Moments later, she stepped onto the sandbar where he was stretched out on a large comforter.

  She sat next to him and closed one fist around his erection. The other hand was more gentle as she cupped his balls. His heat warmed her fingers and flowed into her body.

  “How did that last orgasm make you feel?” he asked matter-of-factly.

  She angled her head at him but continued her exploration. “Fantastic. Satisfied.”

  “What about being in control? Did you notice a sense of power?”

  “Yes, but only because you put the words out there.” Since he seemed to want to talk more than play, she moved her hands over his abdomen to his chest.

  “Yes, I put the words out there and you focused on them as you climaxed. That was a hell of a fire you started. We were lucky we were in the water.”

  Her mouth opened. “Is that why—you knew that would happen?”

  He sat up, brought one of her hands to his lips and kissed it. “I knew it could. An experienced alchemist can bend all the elements to his or her will. But there’s no telling what might happen when one alchemist accepts power over another’s life. Without any experience whatsoever, you just affected fire and water.”

  “But I didn’t— Oh. You’re saying I created the fire…with the…energy from my climax.”

  “Yep. And while you are still humming with an abundance of sexual energy, why don’t you see what else you can do with it? Call upon another element. Direct the wind to move those palm fronds above us. Don’t try. Just visualize.”

  She lay down beside him and stared up at the fronds for several seconds before they fluttered almost imperceptibly. “Did I do that?” she asked excitedly.

  He leaned over her, cupped her breast and sucked the nipple into his mouth.

  Amazingly that was all it took for her to want to fuck him again.

  “Once more,” he murmured and moved his mouth to her other breast.

  This time she not only made the whole top of the tree bend, she stirred up a dust devil in the sand.

  Brett coughed and laughed at the same time. “Maybe I should have stuck with kissing your mouth to begin with. But I’d definitely say you got the hang of it. We’ll work on fine tuning later.”

  “Cool. But I haven’t forgotten the other little statement you made before you distracted me.”

  His fingers traced the snake tattoo then continued down to her pussy.

  She caught his hand and held it. “Oh no you don’t. I want an explanation.” He rolled his eyes but she was determined. “Did I actually accept some sort of power over you?”

  Unsmiling, he held her gaze for a long moment before he said, “Yes.”

  She narrowed her eyes. “And now you must do anything I ask, no matter what it is?”

  “Correct.”

  “No! That’s terrible. I don’t want to control you. I only wanted to learn how to control my abilities. And learn to heal others. I liked the sound of that.”

  “It’s already done. I told you I am in service to the Sisterhood. Now I am specifically in service to you.”

  She sat up and frowned. “For how long?”

  “Forever.”

  “What? That’s crazy. I thought this was like…a one-day sort of thing. You use sex magick to teach me what I need to know to control my empathic abilities—”

  “You said the words, Nicole. You embraced your role as a Daughter of the Elemental Goddesses and spoke your intent to become the alchemist you were destined to be. That’s hardly a one-day thing.”

  Nicole’s mind sifted through all the words that had been said and her first reaction was re
bellion. “So basically, you used your sex magick to get me to agree to something without knowing what it actually meant.”

  He shrugged as though it were no big deal. “Perhaps I didn’t spell it out, but if you recall, I gave you permission to look around my mind. Your role in the Sisterhood is your destiny, as mine is with the Brotherhood. Sex just helped us cut through a lot of discussion that would only have ended the same way.”

  “And the way it ended is…me bound to you. You used the word bound when you said the women of the Sisterhood were more powerful than the men bound to them. You changed it to ‘in service’ but I felt something was wrong when you said it.”

  Nicole got to her feet, crossed her arms and stared out at the water. She wanted to be furious with him. But as sincere feelings of devotion and loyalty flowed from him and wrapped her in a protective, loving cocoon, she couldn’t stir up anything stronger than mild annoyance. Then even that slipped away. However, she wasn’t ready to let him off her hook just yet.

  She knelt beside him on the comforter and poked his shoulder. “You lowered the block for me to feel your honesty, but there was something…an omission of truth. Is this it? We’re now bound together forever, whether I like it or not? For better or for worse?” The hurt her words evoked sliced its way directly into her heart, and she immediately regretted them.

  “That was part of it. But you’ve misunderstood. I am bound to you. To protect you at all costs, including my life. But if, after today, you choose not to have me in your life, so be it. I’ll make myself scarce and you can go on with your life. But if you ever have need of me or my services, all you will have to do is say my name.”

  “But I can choose to have you in my life just as well, right?”

  “Right,” he said, a bit more hopefully.

  “And what else? You said being bound to me was just part of what you’d kept hidden.”

  “It’s about your role in the Sisterhood.”

  “Go on.”

  “There is always a Great Mother of the Sisterhood here at Shadowling. And there’s always an apprentice who lives here with her. Adrianna is the Great Mother’s current apprentice. One day soon, the Great Mother will pass and Adrianna will ascend.”

  In a flash Nicole understood. Somehow the knowledge had always been there, waiting to be awakened. Waiting for him to awaken her to her destiny. “I’m the next apprentice. I’ll be living here, learning from Adrianna.” A small part of her mind was still ready to rebel against having her life flipped upside down, but as the seconds passed and she let her intuition take over, she felt the rightness of it all.

  “Why you, Brett? Why not some other master wizard?”

  “It was a logical choice,” he said, staring up at a passing cloud. “I’m the great-grandson of the Great Mother.”

  She felt his avoidance of the whole truth as clearly as the sunlight. He no longer had a block of any kind keeping her out of his mind, but she wanted to hear him say what she was picking up. “And?”

  “And once I saw you, I couldn’t stand the thought of any other man binding himself to you.”

  She turned his face back to her. “You make it very hard for a girl to resist you.”

  He shrugged and gave her a crooked grin. “If you’ll permit me to be in your life, I’ll do my best to keep on making it very, very hard every chance we get.”

  Her gaze skipped down his body and his cock gave her a salute. She shifted in order to do what she had intended when they first got on the sandbar. She ran one fingernail up and down his sex. “So, just to make sure I understand how this is going to work, if I order you to let me make you come in my mouth, you can’t refuse, right?”

  He smirked at her. “Right, but remember what I said, I can make you work for it.”

  “Right,” she said with a smile and lowered her head. Her lips enveloped the head of his cock as she strummed the sensitive sac at the base then dipped lower to apply pressure to the nerve center just beyond. His body tensed, but then he parted his thighs so she could do it again more easily.

  But she made him wait for the replay until she slid her mouth down his engorged penis, licking the length of him and scraping him with her teeth on the return glide. Down, hold, scrape, up. Again. And again. With the next upward stroke, she sucked hard and pressed her fingers against the little nerve bundle she’d found.

  His groan came from deep in his chest and let her know how much he liked what she was doing. And she let him know how much she liked doing it by repeating the move over and over, until his whole body became taut and the grip he had on her hip was like a vise. She began raising and lowering the hand at the base of his penis along with the rhythmic movement of her mouth and tilted her head so he bumped the back of her throat.

  She wanted nothing more than to give him an experience to repay him for the incredible pleasure he’d already given her. Little by little, she picked up the pace. As she quickened the motion she sucked more aggressively until he was growling through clenched teeth.

  And then the strangest thing happened.

  She was no longer the female servicing the male. She was the male being serviced, or rather, she felt his physical experience as though it was actually happening to her. The sucking and tugging were alien sensations but unbelievably exciting. A sexual volcano began rising inside her lower body. And yet she could still feel his full penis moving in and out of her mouth. While discovering the full experience of a man’s arousal, her womanly body was simultaneously excited by the erotic action she was performing.

  She had meant to give him a blowjob to remember. Instead he gave her another magickal sexperience.

  “I’m—” He tried to warn her but she already knew. Her hands and mouth tightened, pressed and sucked all at once and he climaxed with a force that could not be held back. She savored every last drop of come as her body erupted with its own savage release.

  Nicole lay down in his arms and for a while they were content to share each other’s satisfaction in silence. As the sun inched its way across the sky, they spoke of the little things other couples might when first getting to know each other. And they shared the memories other, normal couples would never understand. Nicole had lots of questions and Brett answered each and every one. They ate and swam and sought the secrets of each other’s bodies.

  “When did you first know you were different?” Nicole asked, dragging her fingers along his tattoo.

  He smiled and repeated the action along her own new design. “First of all, I thought everyone else was different. Growing up in a magickal family is what seemed normal to me. But the ritual couldn’t be performed until I was thirteen. That’s when he showed up.”

  “He?”

  “Rangor,” he answered with a glance at his snake. He shifted his position so he could place the back of his right hand on the top of her pubic mound so the heads of their snakes touched.

  A distinct tickle traveled all along Nicole’s tattoo, then a name popped into her mind. “Shallira. Her name is Shallira. Oh.” The tickling coalesced in her vagina. “And apparently she really, really likes Rangor.”

  Brett chuckled. “Likewise.”

  Her gaze darted to his cock, which was suddenly as big and hard as though he hadn’t already come several times. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft and tightened. “Do you think they’re they trying to tell us something?”

  His hand cupped her mons and caressed her softness. “Well, it is the traditional activity associated with such a naming.”

  “Oh my, I certainly don’t want to be the one to break tradition.” With a gentle nudge, she got him to lie back and, to his obvious delight, she instantly straddled his hips. Hovering just above the head of his erection, she slid two of her fingers into his mouth. Understanding what she wanted, he gave those digits a good wetting with his tongue as his hands moved to fondle her breasts.

  She closed her eyes to hold on to the pleasurable sensations his hands stirred as she brought her wet fingers to her cunt, grazed up
and down over her clitoris then dipped into the canal. Already aroused and slick with her own juices, she realized it would not take much to bring herself to climax—and he would be okay with that—but masturbation was not the tradition she wanted to establish between them.

  Guiding his penis to her opening, she eased downward until she could go no farther. Rotating her hips, she smiled at the way his pubic hair scraped her clit while the pressure inside her vagina increased with her movements. But this wasn’t perfect for the moment either.

  She stretched out on top of him, tightened her muscles around his shaft and murmured, “I love that you have given me power over you, but I also loved it when I was blindfolded and you held the control. But it might be nice, once in a while, to meet in the middle.”

  Again, understanding without needing more words, he rolled them to their sides and took possession of her mouth in an all-consuming kiss. With her top leg bent over his hip, he was able to thrust deeply into her body and she met him with all the driving need pushing her toward a release.

  She was completely open to him. He was completely open to her. And in this ideal mating their sexually created energy blended together, filling them completely and surrounding them in pleasure, protection and power.

  This fuck began slowly, without desperation, but suddenly their shared need took over all other thought. His cock rammed in and out of her body. Her cunt thrust and withdrew, repeatedly enveloping and releasing him. The powerful energy centered and strengthened at their joined cores until it exploded in a shared orgasm that quaked and vibrated through their entire beings.

  Nicole felt as though her body had melted into Brett’s and together they were floating on a cloud.