by D. R. Rosier
She paused for a moment, to give the crew a minute to absorb the first part of the plan.
“Once we’ve landed, we’ll send a small group to the main city posing as farmers. We’ve already got the wagon and horses loaded on the ship, and enough freshly picked vegetables in stasis to fill it. Stealth is essential, and if caught at any time, the mission should be scrubbed. The ground mission will be led by Lia, and again, Tony is essential.
“We need two other volunteers, for earth and fire. Sharon has already indicated she will go.”
That made sense, one for each element.
She continued, “After getting into the city, as the produce is sold, Tony will locate where they are all being held, and what spells and wards bar our way. Then the group will leave, with an empty wagon to return to their fictional farm. Once a good distance away, the earth wielder will tunnel back into the city in the early hours of night, and come up where Tony directs. There will be wards to prevent that sort of thing, but Tony will be able to handle those as well.
“Hopefully, you’ll be halfway back to the ship before the young sorceresses are even noticed as missing, and we hope they’ll concentrate on searching the harbor first. As soon as they get back to the ship, we’ll wait until the patrol is out of sight, and run for it. Any questions?”
I twitched, but kept my mouth shut, I was curious about the spies. It made sense that they had them, but I’d never heard anything about it before. I was also pissed off, if I was the linchpin to this plan they should have talked to me earlier, and asked for my help in private. Instead, they’d put on a show to coerce me into it. Damned politicians were the same on every world apparently.
I blew it off, I would help, wanted to in fact, but I felt like they’d stolen something from me by trying to leverage me into doing it. In their minds it was about them being clever and manipulative, instead of appreciating my willingness to risk myself.
I also got pissed, because I felt petty thinking that they’d already stolen my credit before the mission even started.
It wasn’t about me anyway. It was about twenty-three sorceresses that would have their magic sealed if we didn’t go. I’d coined that in my head, sealed instead of stripped. I’d also figured out why they just killed sorceresses that resisted, because it would be impossible to fully seal their magical channels if they fought it.
I’d been experimenting, it was very easy to manipulate a spell, persuade it to do this instead of that for a short time until I released my hold on it. But it was much harder to make that change permanent, it took focus, effort, and time. They killed those sorceresses to hide the truth, that they weren’t really stripping their power at all. They also killed two birds with one stone, because it made them look like heartless butchers, which would prevent most women from resisting.
Marie said, “I’ll go.”
That was earth.
Jenna, a fire sorceress I didn’t know very well at all, volunteered to go as well.
The captain nodded, “Good, prepare the ship to sail, we leave in one hour.”
The large group broke up and went in twenty different directions. My hind brain didn’t know where to look, all those supple and swaying asses, and only two eyes. I chose to look into Sharon’s eyes instead. It was safer that way, and at the risk of sounding corny, a much better view.
“Anything I can do to help?”
She shook her head, “Not really, we’ve all got assigned duties and a routine.”
I nodded, feeling rather useless, even if I’d be important later.
“Spies?”
She smiled, “Stripped sorceresses, there are… elements of dissatisfaction on every island, they feed us information through merchants. I hesitate to call them rebels, because they aren’t suicidal, but they do what they can to get back at their oppressors.”
She leaned up, and kissed me softly. When she broke it, the warmth in her eyes made me smile.
“I have to go see to some of those duties.”
I sighed, “I’ll just lay out here on the deck, maybe get a tan.”
She snorted, and then caressed my cheek before stealing another kiss.
“I’ll have something for you to do later,” she said with a surprising amount of promise in her voice.
I replied, “I’ll really be in my assigned quarters, best if I just stay out of everyone’s way.”
She smiled and squeezed my hand before we parted.
Chapter Fifteen
I got a little bored, so practiced. One of the most challenging things was connecting to multiple people at once, but the more I practiced, the easier it became. I’d been thinking of more damaging ways to use magic as well, but I could hardly practice that aboard the ship. At least, not without a target.
Still, I was able to channel magic from Lia, Marie, and Jenna at the same time, and do small things. Most of the magical attacks they used mirrored what was in nature. Tornados and such. Together though, I was pretty sure I could copy one of the most damaging things nature had to offer. A pyroclastic wave.
I doubted I could make one as strong as a volcano’s. Still, Lia was strong, and could easily compress the air to many atmospheres, with Marie’s magic over earth I could stuff that air with… well, earth. Jenna’s fire could heat it up to a thousand degrees or so, and at that point I’d just have to release the highly compressed hot gasses and earth. I’d even be able to pick a direction, instead of an omnidirectional wave, simply by releasing only one side of the containment magic. Pyroclastic claymore had a nice ring to it.
I imagined it would destroy just about anything I pointed it at. Even another diviner wouldn’t be able to stop it, because once I released the pressure, it wouldn’t be magic at all. Just a natural disaster. As long as I built the spell out of another diviner’s magical range, they wouldn’t be able to take the spell over either.
I also decided to keep my theory to myself, the destruction would be too horrific in a town or even a port. Still, on a smaller scale it could be useful. Like when being chased by ships on the open sea for instance. It also meant, it wouldn’t be limited to a two-hundred-yard range without the need for magic to maintain or control it.
It could be blocked though, by one of those ice walls, or by compressed air, or even an air wielder ordering it dispersed when it got in range, but I had the feeling they would underestimate the damage potential of it when the wave headed their way, and a pyroclastic wave moved very fast. They’d have to wait until it got very close, and might not be fast enough.
Or maybe I was wrong. Without my magic controlling it, it shouldn’t be too hard for another wielder to grab and stop it. Maybe I was overthinking it? I could always just build a big laser, which would attack at the speed of light and quite possible cut ships in half given a minute or two.
The door opened, and both Lia and Sharon slipped in and joined me. I guess I’d lost track of time, it hadn’t seemed that I’d been practicing that long.
Lia walked over and straddled me, and wrapped her arms around my neck as she gave me a scorching kiss. I got kind of lost in the feel of her against me, on me, and her sweet soft lips. She was petite, and light and melted against me as she kissed me with more hunger than I’d ever experienced with a partner. It was a kiss full of promise, desire, lust, and surrender.
But I still sensed Sharon crawling onto the bed and around us, and moaned into Lia’s mouth as Sharon pressed her body against my back, and kissed the back of my neck.
Lia broke the kiss reluctantly, and smiled at the dumbfounded look on my face. She grinned, and ground down a bit on my body’s obvious reaction from their attentions.
She bit her lip, “I’m still on duty, but I wanted to talk to you and have us tell you together.”
Sharon kissed the side of my neck, and then said in a soft voice, “We’d planned to do this at home tonight of course, but see no reason to wait any longer, not because of the mission anyway. We want to be yours, and we want you to be ours.”
My co
ck twitched, and Lia smiled sultrily when she felt it.
Lia said softly, “So tonight, will be Sharon’s night, and tomorrow night will be our turn. We were planning to do it together, but duty won’t allow that. Perhaps it’s better this way, we can all be together later. If you’re sure your ready that is.”
I almost snorted, but held it back, “I’m more than ready, I love you both.”
Sharon whispered in my ear, “I love you too Tony,” and Lia added, “I love you,” in a soft fervent tone of voice.
I asked, “Why now? I’m just curious.”
Sharon replied, “My mother. I knew you were the one for me when I met you that first time in the brig. I’d never been attracted to another man like that before, and when I told my mother that last month, when we started to spend time together again, she made me promise to give it a month’s time to get to know you first.”
I couldn’t argue with that, the chemistry between the three of us had always been off the charts. There was a magical component to it too, once I’d gotten around the bracelets. Their magic had always felt like home to me. Fate had bandied about in my head more than once.
Lia shrugged, “She’s the sister of my heart, so I had no choice but to wait as well.”
I nodded slowly, they were so damned distracting, and I was a very happy as the middle of their sandwich right now. Still, I managed to gather my thoughts and speak, despite the amazing feeling of Sharon’s lips and hot breath on my neck.
“I felt the same way almost immediately, and still do. There are many attractive women on the ship, but none of them affected me like you two do. Is that… normal?”
Sharon stopped her exploration of my neck with her lips to answer.
“It’s not all that common, but it’s not unheard of either. We don’t really understand what it is, although some say it’s an indication of the blessing of the goddess on a union. Not really fate, but a strong suggestion. Others believe there’s a different explanation. Magical, or just physical pheromone compatibility. I believe the first group, if that makes a difference.”
Lia nodded in agreement with Sharon’s words, and then kissed me again, passionately, before she reluctantly broke it and got on her feet.
“I need to get back, I’ll see you both later,” she said rather wistfully, and then left Sharon and I alone.
I’d been waiting for this moment for a while, and now that it was here I was suddenly nervous. Specifically, not about the sex, but the union part. But only for a moment.
Sharon didn’t seem to have any reservations, as she swung around my body and straddled me, before she kissed me with a passion that took my breath away, and I moaned softly, echoing her own, when she ground her center against mine.
I had the urge to take her, make her mine. To claim her hard and fast. I was sure that would happen sometime very near in the future, there was too much passion between us to expect any less, but I suppressed that desire ruthlessly. I needed to be gentle this first time, she was a virgin, and I wanted to make sure she’d enjoy sex.
She pulled at my shirt, and then helped me remove it. She broke the kiss and looked down at me with desire as her hands explored my chest, and traced the muscles of my abdomen.
“I love you Tony.”
I couldn’t look away from those vivid blue eyes as I said, “I love you too Sharon.”
We kissed, as I worked on her armors bindings, it was supple, and all in one piece. It was more like the zipper on a dress, than any kind of armor I’d ever seen or heard of. She moaned into my mouth, when my hand slipped inside and caressed her bare back.
She reached down and undid my pants, and then by mutual decision we stood, and slowly undressed each other. It was an intense moment, with more intimacy in it than I’d ever experienced with a woman before. I couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like once we were joined together.
She was so beautiful, long strawberry blonde hair that felt like silk to my hands, and those vivid intense light blue eyes. Despite the tightness of the suit, her body was even better than my imagination had guessed. She had perfect creamy white fully rounded pert B cups, and her nipples were a soft pink and tightened as I thumbed them once.
We laid on the bed and kissed for a moment, the feel of her warm supple skin directly against mine was heaven, and the desire to have her was almost overwhelming, but I knew my patience would be rewarded. Not only now, but for the rest of our lives.
Her stomach was flat, her waist tiny, and her curves mouthwatering as I explored her with my fingertips. Her body was responsive to my touch, and I paid close attention to her reactions as I varied the firmness of my touch, and where I was touching. Her legs parted further, and she gasped as I cupped her sex, which was moist. I started to tease her silken folds, and brushed my fingertips over her clitoral hood drawing out another gasp from her full lips.
I gasped, as her soft loving hand found my hardened and sensitive length, and started to explore it with light strokes.
Her touch was tentative, curious, and exploring, it felt exquisite as she ran her hand up and down it, and over the tip, while curiously watching my reaction to her touches. There was something so hot and intimate about it, mine was the first and only cock she would ever touch.
I knew taking her virginity would be painful, but I was also determined that she would enjoy sex tonight. It actually made me a bit nervous, and gave me the focus I needed to resist my own strong need to simply mount and take her in that moment. We would be setting the whole foundation of our sex life tonight, I knew if she didn’t enjoy it, it could lead to problems later.
If she did enjoy it, she would continue to be as passionate as she was now, and possibly eager to experiment. If I was selfish, and she hated it, that would form a block that would be hard to fix. I wasn’t a selfish lover, and hadn’t ever been, so I wasn’t that fussed about it. I wanted to please her, and for more than my own pleasure, but there was an added gravity to the moment.
She would be mine, and I would be hers, for life.
I judged her wet enough, and ready enough, as we kissed passionately to try and slide just my middle finger between her folds.
She was insanely tight, around just the tip of my finger. A small part of me boggled at the idea of fitting my cock in there, but I knew it would just require patience. I slowly worked her body, as she worked mine. With my finger wet with her juices, I slipped it out and under her hood, brushing her clit lightly. She gasped into my mouth and her whole body jumped.
“Tony,” she whispered as she melted into me and deepened our kiss further.
We were both breathing hard, and I worked my finger back inside of her, and she started to thrust against it eagerly while I worked her open. I was patient, and rather surprised I hadn’t lost control already in her hand by the time I judged her ready for me.
I rolled her onto her back, and she looked up at me with love, desire, and absolute trust as she opened her legs for me. I knelt between them, lined myself up, and rubbed the tip up and down her moist puffy labia. She was so damned beautiful.
There was more than enough natural lubrication as I slowly but firmly pushed the tip in. We both gasped and her eyes widened slightly as I stretched her out around the tip. The tip of my cock was in a warm, wet paradise that was so tight.
She looked both happy, and as if in discomfort, and perhaps for the first time in my life I regretted having a big cock. It was a silly thought though, her body would adjust.
I leaned down and kissed her softly, lovingly, while I reached down between our bodies and thumbed her clitoral hood. Eventually the vise of her sex lessened its grip slightly, and I pushed in further until I felt her maidenhood.
She looked loving and determined as she said, “Do it, please, I’m ready.”
I thrust forward, quickly but not all that far, and she gasped in pain. I felt her tighten, flutter, and pulse over the first few inches. Every animal instinct in me demanded I thrust in and take her, but I waited. I also cheat
ed. I reached out for the ship’s healer, and sent healing energies into her body, all while I continued to lightly brush and put pressure on her clit through the hood.
She gasped in delight, and her back arched which caused another couple of inches to disappear into her tight pleasure inducing channel.
After waiting a few moments, for her to get used to that much of me inside of her, I started to rock my body, small slow thrusts that slowly stretched her further, and I worked my cock deeper into her body a tiny bit farther each time.
The pleasure was incredible, she was so tight, wet, and warm. I was amazed I hadn’t exploded inside of her, and if it hadn’t been for my earlier shower, I probably would have by then. I increased my speed and penetration as her body grew accustomed to me, and the signs of discomfort left her face, to be replaced by looks of bliss.
The physical sensations of making her mine were pure ecstasy, but the deep emotional and intimate connection as we alternated between kissing and staring into one another’s eyes, blew me away.
I didn’t go all out, but I definitely started to work myself in and out of her body.
First time or not, she was as lost in the intimacy of the moment as I was, I could see it in her eyes, and her body knew just what to do. She arched her back and started to thrust up, meeting my thrusts as our bodies finally came together, and I was fully buried in her heaven.
She tightened and squeezed around me, and grinded herself up against me.
I held myself up by one hand, and started to work her clit. I wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer, I already felt my control fraying from the pleasure, and from the passion I felt from Sharon.
Her warm labia kissed the sides of my cock as I moved it in and out of her, and her tight walls milked and worked my entire length, while the soft silken wet friction against my glans brought me closer to the ultimate pleasure with each stroke into her soft, supple, and yielding body.
She gasped sharply, and mewled my name while her body started to tremble beneath mine. She went over the edge into ecstasy, as I pushed down lightly on her clit and buried myself fully into her body.
