Magic Vs. Aliens: Hybrid Sorcerer: Book One - Return of Magic: Book Five

by D. R. Rosier

  He laughed, and then took a sip of his drink. He went back to the lab, and then destroyed his proof of concept. It was a shame, but Katie was right. He hadn’t counted on those two major risks in introducing the idea and concepts to common society.

  He cleaned up and organized a little to kill the half hour. The workroom was pretty organized, but he’d made a mess earlier and there were things to put away from their rod enchantments too that they hadn’t gotten around to doing. It killed enough time anyway, and he headed for Sadie’s room a half hour later when he felt her moving in that direction herself.

  Chapter Sixteen

  The door was open when he arrived, and he walked inside.

  She said shyly, “Close it, and join me at the couch?”

  He nodded, and then shut the door. The look in her eyes told him she was a little nervous and excited, which was pretty much how he felt about it as he sat on the couch next to her.

  She looked pretty fantastic, with her red hair up in a messy ponytail, a baggy t-shirt, and a pair of gray tights. Her face was a little flushed, and her tentative smile reached her eyes.

  He grinned, when she took his hands in the same way he did hers yesterday.

  “So, what did you decide?” he asked, and just managed to hide his nervousness from his confident tone. He suspected she could detect anyway it though.

  She bit her lip and squeezed his hands, “I wouldn’t mind going on a date, but I think I came up with a better idea to cut through all the layers and see what you feel for me, Ryan. You gave me the idea actually, and it’s making me a little nervous, but I really want it. I want you to understand me fully, who I am. I want you to read me, fully, not just the little peeks you do through my eyes and ears when the situation calls for it, but everything.”

  He felt a little shock. Her privacy was important to both of them, or it had been in the past.

  “Yesterday was a gift, Sadie. I didn’t expect anything for it. Are you sure?”

  She nodded, “I love you, Ryan. It scares me a little, but it’s worth the risk. After what you showed me yesterday, I have no more doubts. I love you, desire you, admire you, and as always, I’m devoted to you and want to be yours in all ways without reservation. That includes who I am, not just rights to my body and my heart, but also my mind. It’ll either work, or we’ll be able to put it behind us for all time. Just like me for you, and you for Katie, you’ll either fall for who I am… or not.”

  He could see that. It was an all or nothing leap, a rip the band-aid off approach. He already did love her, and the attraction he felt for her body was there but buried under years of memories and stuff. He imagined seeing all of her, as he was now, would be more than potent and powerful enough to break through the layers of past relationship levels clouding the issue.

  “Alright,” he said gently as he sent his magic into her body, and he read the life force there.

  It was overwhelming.

  The devotion and loyalty she had for him was so total and absolute it was mind-boggling in its intensity. He was also shocked to find out that every time she’d called him Ryan the past year, her heart had been saying master. His name and master were totally synonymous in her mind. He was of two minds about that, but there was a lot of independence in there too, separate from him and his safety.

  Her deep and all-consuming love and lust for him for instance, was all her. The deep love flavoring her devotion and loyalty was also all her. She also had plenty of her own desires and hobbies separate from him, and he liked that, but wasn’t focused on that in the moment. The way she saw him was also mind-blowing. He was the center of her world, her purpose in life, and she took an almost rabidly blinding joy in serving him.

  He’d also seen her thoughts and actions the last few days, after realizing she loved him, and her thoughts and desires as she’d diddled herself with her fingertips made lust explode in his heart. The sensations of those moments, and deep feminine desires to be his, rocked his world and burned through the layers of old relationships like a bonfire consuming a single thread of paper.

  That was just the shallower aspect, but also a potent wakeup call. But no matter how powerful and even important to putting the past and their old relationship levels in perspective, it was the least of what drew him to her in that moment.

  The affection and trust, the friendship he’d always believed was there even when her father held her life, devotion, and loyalty was stronger than he ever believed it was. That was all her, no magic or creation binding, or anything of the sort. There was so much as he was bombarded with the last twenty years of her life in mere seconds, and he saw it all, including her joyful hope that he would claim her when it ended.

  She was wet and tingling in anticipation, and he was growing hard at the thought. She was an amazing woman, his servant, but also his best friend, confidant, and someone dear to his heart. She was also more than that, when the memories, feelings, desires, and fears finished filtering through his mind.

  It was like seeing her for the first time through adult eyes. She truly was stunningly beautiful in a mischievous way, and her lithe and flexible dancer’s body was more than a little alluring to him in that moment. He’d also seen the naughty minx had been delighted at the idea of him seeing her elven yoga, her body tied up in pretzels, and was hoping he’d get some naughty ideas.

  So many thoughts like that, both shallow and deep, tore through his old and established perceptions, and laid the beauty and wonder of the redheaded goddess who served him so loyally and sat in front of him bare.

  He also saw her fears, that her loyalty and the pure and undiluted truth that she saw him as her master, her creator, and took joy in it, would turn him off. In truth, he much preferred the independent parts, to that which was informed in her by the magic, but even that held some shallow appeal to him even as he wished she could be freer.

  But to say that she was unworthy of him because of it, was a ridiculous fear and thought.

  She smiled softly, no doubt at the look in his eyes, and asked, “Master?”

  He reached up and caressed her face, so silky smooth and soft as he ran his fingers down to her shoulder, then around her neck as he pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips met for the first time, and her sweet full lips were so soft and teasingly silken on his as she let out a little breathy sigh of desire, joy, and contentment.

  He whispered into her mouth, “I love you, sweet Sadie.”

  She kissed him harder, which he eagerly reciprocated, and his heart started to pound as the passion of their kiss grew. Her hands found their way under his shirt, and she let out a needy little sigh into his mouth as her fingertips greedily stroked his muscular chest.

  He licked across her lip which made her part her lips slightly, and then he plundered her mouth with his tongue, as hers dueled playfully with his. The kiss was passionate and teasing, growing soft and sweet, then wild and hard, only to become teasingly sweet again. He pulled up on her shirt, and her arms went over her head as they broke the kiss. He pulled it up over her head, and then their bodies slammed back together as they reclaimed each other’s lips almost desperately.

  They kissed for quite a while, both of them becoming breathy and excited, and he moaned as she kissed her way down his neck, and over to his ear.

  “Take me master, please. Make me yours in all ways, my love.”

  His cock twitched so hard it hurt in its confinement, and he ripped his own shirt over his head, and then pushed her back into the couch as he went for her bra. He kissed her neck and shoulders teasingly, as she breathily gasped and sighed into his ear, and then kissed down her chest.

  He moaned in approval at her taste, as he took her sweet nipple into his mouth. It was the most delicate pink color he’d ever seen, and quite large and tight standing proudly on her very fair and creamy breasts.

  Her hands wandered his body, one finding its way behind his head, as she tightly entwined his short hair in her fingertips. She arched her back as she pulled his head
into her breast, and she pushed her breast out at the same time. Encouraging him to suckle harder with her sweet sounds of need and pleasure. Her other hand however, found its way to his pants, and unbuckled him and took down the zipper.

  He gasped into her very supple and firm B cup, and bit down on her nipple, when her soft and gentle hand fished him out and started to stroke him. Fuck, it felt too good, and she smelled too damn good, her sweet and soft sounds of surrender, pleasure, and need were driving him insane.

  She gasped in his ear, then said, “Harder, master. Please. My body is very durable given what I am, and I like it rough. Not just firm like Katie, but…” she trailed off with a shocked and powerful gasp of pleasure as he bit down and pulled hard, while pinching, twisting, and pulling the other one.

  He realized his mistake on letting her own memories guide the forcefulness of his touch.

  His memories of her self-pleasuring had been from her point of view. She hadn’t been teasing them with all her strength, but his mistake in the heat of the moment was to forget she was ten times stronger than he was. He couldn’t hurt her body if he tried, and the fact he could let go of all restraint was a huge turn on for him.

  She encouraged in a breathy sultry voice, “Yes, master. Just like that, fuck that’s so good, don’t stop master, harder,” her own hand still stroking him teasingly, while her other hand fisted tightly his hair.

  He loved roughly on her breasts for a while, teasing and pinching, squeezing and pulling, and it seemed like the rougher he got, the more she was enjoying it. She was losing herself in his ministrations, and he almost came himself when her hand wrapped rather tightly around him as she cried out in pleasure.

  Fuck, he’d just gotten her off by playing roughly with her perfect and supple B cup breasts.

  He was so close himself, and he hadn’t even gotten inside her yet. He stood up from the couch, and then pulled her off of it onto her knees.

  He ordered in breathy forceful lust, “Suck master’s cock, now.”

  She devoured it hungrily, taking it in her mouth with a deep moan of wanton pleasure. She also showed him a second later, after swirling and sucking on the tip, that she had no gag reflex whatsoever. Her piercing green eyes were wide with pleasure and a wild desire as she reached around and squeezed his ass, then pulled him slowly into her throat and kept going. She was so tight and warm around him, as her tongue slathered his length and her throat vibrated and swallowed around him milking him constantly as her nose buried itself in his lower abdomen.

  He said in moaning approval, “Good girl, fuck that’s good. Such a good cocksucker for master, suck my cum out, and swallow every drop.”

  She moaned wantonly as she swallowed and moved her head quickly in a very shallow bob that kept the tip of his cock in her hot, wet, and very tight throat. Her tongue was doing amazing things as well, snaking out to lick his balls at the depth of each bob, and it slathered his shaft delightfully as she pulled away. Her hands and fingernails were digging into his ass. Her throat was milking him hard, not just from the swallowing but the shallow bobbing that kept his tip in her throat at all times, and she was doing it all with total abandon.

  The look of lust on her stunningly mischievous face and in her piercing green eyes blew his fucking mind as she looked up into his eyes. So much lust, so much devotion, so much utter abandon as she worked hard for his cum, her eyes begging him to blast his load down her throat.

  She sent in a begging and sultry mind tone, “Cum for me, master. Claim and fill my naughty mouth.”

  He grunted, gripped her ponytail and pushed into her face, even though he was buried already, as he roared her name and lost himself in the pleasure.

  She backed off slightly after the first surge of seed pulsed straight down her throat, and she started to jack his base as her lips tightened around his sensitive ridge. The look of utter contentment and the sweet wanton moans of delight as she sucked his load into her mouth and onto her tongue blew his mind, and it increased his pleasure a great deal as orgasmic bliss wracked his body.

  When he came down, he pulled her off his cock, and he fell to his knees.

  She moaned sweetly into his mouth, as he kissed her softly and sweetly.

  He said, “So, was it as good as your fantasy, if not I’ll never give you an order like that again.”

  Her eyes widened, and she caressed his face, “No, master. I… really liked it, couldn’t you tell?”

  He laughed, “Actually, yes, but it still felt a little weird to me, to treat you like my sex slave.”

  He’d taken a chance, and it looked like it paid off. One of her fantasies was to be ordered to service him, though they wouldn’t be doing that every time, he could see where it could be fun. And only behind closed doors, he’d never treat her that way outside of a game, even if he could.

  She smiled, and kissed him, “You were perfect, master. I am your naughty cocksucker, whenever you want it. Besides, the worshipful awe in your eyes, that was a wonderful counterpoint to the dominating speech. Speaking of claiming my mouth, I believe there’s other places to be claiming now. I’m not completely yours yet, after all.”

  He groaned and twitched as she took him gently in hand.

  He admitted, “That’s one of the reasons I did it, for your fantasy of me claiming all of you this afternoon, all three holes, but I was also too damned close.”

  As far as fantasies went, claiming all three of her holes was one that he could get behind.

  She smirked.

  He blushed, “Didn’t want to be premature when I claimed your sex.”

  She grinned, “I understood what you meant, master. I’m just thrilled my body and the pleasure I give you is that overwhelming for you. I… love you, master.”

  He nodded, “I love you too, my sweet Sadie, now let’s move to the bed.”

  She shrieked as he scooped her up when she stood, and he carried her over to the bed. He was naked, but she wasn’t yet, and as he dropped her on the bed he peeled her tights off. The powerful scent of her arousal almost made him dizzy, and it finished recovering his cock. He was going to eat her out, but he decided he could do that later and just took his place between her legs.

  He leaned down, looming over her with his elbows to the sides of her body holding most of his weight up as their bodies pressed lightly together. He claimed a sweet kiss, and then as he slowly slid his cock into her tight paradise, he also slid his tongue deep into her mouth. That seemed to drive her crazy, and she bucked up into him powerfully taking the rest of him inside her tight and very warm body.

  She was so wet for him, but so snug around his girth that the euphoric friction of their sexes still milked him powerfully as he pulled out, and her body was pure luxurious rapture as he pushed back into her tight wet sex. She was a little too tight, but fortunately he’d just cum hard in her mouth, and he knew he could last a while despite the intense milking action of her grinds and counterthrusts.

  Her hand explored his back and her nails dug in almost painfully, which added to the pleasure of ravishing her with his cock, while sweetly and passionately kissing her soft full lips with a far more gentle and conflicting counterpoint.

  She begged, “Master, fuck me harder, please. I need to be drilled hard and be a good girl for master,” as her legs went up and out in a split, making his thrusts go even deeper into her body. Fuck, she was a wild one in bed, and a little naughty with the master servant roleplay, that really wasn’t roleplay at all. That’s what she was behind closed doors for him, as she embraced her purpose joyfully and fully when it came to their sex life only.

  She said, “You don’t mind me calling you master, do you, master? I’ll call you Ryan in public, but now that you know what your name means to me it’ll be our dirty little secret. Every time I call you Ryan, only you’ll know the depth of what it means. That what I really am is just your devoted little cock sucker, your three-hole slut, and your depraved and naughty love slave.”

  Holy fuck.

/>   He couldn’t help himself, as he started to impale her tight sexy body at a punishing pace, and her sweet gasps and encouraging sighs of surrender and pleasure drove him to take her as hard and fast as he could. The loud slapping of their bodies filled the room, only challenged by the loud and unashamed gasps, cries, and sighs of feminine pleasure and adoration dropping from Sadie’s sexy lips.

  He just kept going at that very fast pace, he could make love to her later, bring her to pleasure over and over, but in that moment, she was driving him crazy. He wasn’t going to last long at that pace, he’d either cum soon or pass out from the effort. He wasn’t holding back at all, as he stroked into her heavenly snug and wet paradise over and over. The way she squeezed around him tightly and ground up against him as their bodies slammed into one another’s was just making it all that much better.

  It couldn’t have been five minutes, but they were both dripping with sweat at the effort, and his heart was pounding as the euphoria crept up on him in spurts. His Sadie was too wild, too sexy, too fucking good in bed, and her kink was turning him on far more than he thought it would. Out in the real world, he’d never think of treating her as less than a friend and partner, but the way she wanted him to dominate her and order her around in bed had him losing it.

  Besides, it wasn’t like she wasn’t cumming for him fast and easy, once he’d gotten her going she was a hot and wild one. She came around him hard, convulsing around and flooding his sex, for the second time in five minutes. He just continued to pound into her with everything he had, as he was lost in her wide green eyes, overwhelmed by the orgasmic pleasure, loving devotion, and naughty playfulness he saw there.

  Not to mention the dirty talk after she came down to Earth again, or how hot her usual teasing and dulcet voice sounded with so much sultry breathiness. He wasn’t going to last much longer, but at least she’d cum twice for him.

  “Just like that, master. Pound me, fill me, use me to get off. Fuck, I love how you leak life force during sex. I can feel your overwhelming love for me, your awe at the pleasures of my body, your deep pleasure in my throes of ecstasy, how deeply you care for me, but also how much my naughty dirty words are turning you on. It’s all true master, you saw it in my own mind, in my own nasty and depraved thoughts. You know how much I desperately need to feel you to fill my pussy with your seed, and then ravish and defile my ass and claim that with your big hard cock too. Would you like that master, to slam your cock between my ass cheeks? To see it disappear in that tiny little virgin asshole as you rip it open for the first time with your monstrous cock, to fill my bowels with your naughty seed. Well, you’re going to master, claim all three of my holes, because this body belongs to you, and it needs your pleasure.”