by Morgan Hawke
Sygni eyed the liquid with extreme suspicion. “What is that?"
Raven smiled slyly. “Lubrication, my dear witch. I suspect that you are going to be extremely tight.” He closed his hand around his erection and coated it liberally with the thick substance. “I want to make sure my dick can slide nice and deep into your ass for my maximum pleasure."
Sygni felt her breathing speed up. “Your pleasure? I'm the one that has to cum and I'm telling you right now, it's not going to happen with that pole up my ass!"
Raven groaned as he stroked himself. “Oh, yes, you will. I am a god, after all."
"You're a sadistic son of a bitch!"
Raven nodded. “That, too.” He poured more of the golden liquid into his palm and reached for her ass with his fingers extended. “Relax, I plan to take it slow."
Sygni felt his oiled fingers brush lightly against her sensitive flesh and trembled. “With a dick that big, it won't matter! It's still going to hurt like hell!"
Raven chuckled. “Probably.” He thoroughly worked the oil all around the tight ring of her anus and then pressed for entry. “Push out against my fingers, or this is going to hurt."
Sygni felt his fingers pushing against her and shuddered with violent humiliation. Blood and hell, he really planned to ass-fuck her!
"I'm serious, Sygni, I don't want this to hurt any more than it has to. Push out."
Sygni closed her eyes and hunched her shoulders, but she pushed. His finger slid right in. A tiny helpless sound escaped her.
"That's my girl...” He slid his finger deep into her. “Sun's fire, you are small.” He shoved a second finger up her ass and thoroughly explored her backside, greasing as far as he could reach. He chuckled. “This big hard dick is really going to stretch you open, babe."
Sygni bit her lip to hold back her moans. It didn't hurt, in fact, it felt pretty good, but then his fingers were nothing compared to that monster dick he was threatening her with.
"This is going to feel so good.” He wiggled his fingers. “At least it will to me. You, on the other hand, will just have to endure as I ream your tight little ass until you cum."
"Mother night!” She groaned. “I told you, I'm not going to cum that way!"
Raven snorted as he pumped his fingers in and out of her ass. “You'd better, because I promise you, I can keep this dick hard for days if I have to."
Sygni dropped her head to the floor. “Why can't we just fuck?"
"Oh, we will fuck, or rather I will.” Raven pulled his fingers out. “There, I think you're ready."
Sygni shook her blond mane from her eyes and looked over her shoulder. “Says you..."
He grinned. “I can't wait to see my cum sliding out of your wide-open asshole."
~ Seven ~
Raven stood up in one fluid motion and raised his arms.
Sygni was lifted from her hands and knees into the air. She yelped and kicked out in surprise. “Raven, what are you doing now?” It felt like she was being drawn upward by some kind of invisible sling around her hips. She stopped with her hands only a few inches off the floor and her ass high above her head. She waved her hands about but couldn't feel anything to grab onto. “Raven?"
Raven grabbed her flailing ankles and tilted his head to look at her. “The floor is much too hard to fuck on.” He grinned. “You'll like this much better.” He slid his hands up the inside of her legs and shoved them apart. “I know I will.” He moved to stand between her thighs.
Sygni felt heat of his cock pressed against the seam of her vulnerable butt. She twisted to look around. “Raven?"
"Yes, Sygni?” Amusement threaded his voice. He cupped her butt cheeks and squeezed.
"Do you really have to ass-fuck me?” There was an embarrassing little quaver in her voice.
"It takes time to build the amount of power we're going to need.” He reached around her hip then under to find her moist core and then her swollen clit.
Sygni gasped with the lightning arc of ferocious pleasure that lashed through her.
Raven pulled his hand away. “You are right on the edge.” He cupped her ass with both hands and parted the cheeks. “So yes, I have to stretch your tight little ass, because I don't want you to cum too quickly.” He positioned the broad oil-slicked head of his cock against the small bud of her anus. He grabbed her hip and leaned into her. “Push out, Sygni. Push out hard, because I'm coming in."
Sygni hissed. “Ow, shit!” Her anus ring burned as it slowly opened. “Son of a fucking bitch, it hurts!” She writhed, but there was no escaping the cock ruthlessly pressing into her ass. “Damn you, it's too big!"
Raven's hand closed on her shoulder and he pulled, shoving harder against her resistance. “Push out and it will hurt less, but this dick will go up your ass regardless!"
Sygni released a small cry and pushed out with all her strength. “Mother Night ... ah!” The cock's head slipped past her anus.
Raven gasped. “Sun's fire, yes!” grabbed both her shoulders and leaned over her, pulling her back onto his unforgiving and rigid length.
"Damn you...” She groaned as he forged slowly but steadily into her tight passage. He was so fucking big! She could feel him stretching her backside impossibly wide as he progressed. She gasped for breath. She felt his hips make contact with her butt cheeks and flanks. She groaned with the savage fullness.
He moaned over her back. “I'm in, babe.” He chuckled breathlessly. “...In to the balls.” He pressed his broad chest against her back and kissed her bare shoulder. “And it feels so good!” His hands slid from her shoulder to cup and squeeze her breasts. “Blood and fire, you're so fucking tight! It's taking everything in me not to slide my big dick back out just to feel you squeeze me in all over again.” His fingers closed on her nipples and pinched, hard.
Sygni hissed. Vicious delight burned in her nipples and resonated to pulse in her clit. A wet hungry clench echoed in her core.
Raven groaned softly in her ear. “Your tiny little bung hole is stretched so very wide around this big fat dick, and it looks so ... hot!"
Sygni shivered and groaned. His words scorched a picture of herself, stretched and vulnerable around the massive cock lodged deep in her ass. She twisted her hips to relieve the pulsing throb in her clit and the aching fullness in her butt. The huge, hard length in her ass shifted with a wicked and decadent sensation that was almost pleasure. She released a startled breath.
Raven hissed and rolled his hips in counter rhythm. “That's it, babe. Move those hips, feel that big hard cock spreading your ass.” He kneaded her breasts with his large hands and rolled her taut nipples.
Responding to the inciting fire in her nipples and the rapacious appetite boiling in her core, Sygni undulated her hips, rolling them back and forth. The fiendishly cruel pleasure increased.
"Mmm, you're getting the hang of this.” He reached down under her and stroked his finger over her clit.
Sygni released a soft cry and bucked, jolting the cock in her ass. A tight coiling throb hammered through her, accompanying a fresh spat of cream. She moaned, stunned by her body's violent and greedy response. Her ass still ached around the hard length lodged in it, but the pain seemed to be sharpening her pleasure.
Raven chuckled softly. “I think you're ready for your butt-fuck.” He leaned back and began to withdraw.
Sygni gasped with the riveting sensation of raw yet luscious delight created by his retreat.
Raven stopped with his cock still halfway in. “Oh, yeah, you are definitely ready.” He cupped her ass in his palms and dug his fingers into the soft cheeks. “Here it comes babe.” His cock surged hot and brutally hard into her body.
It hurt. A lot.
Sygni tossed her head up and shouted. “Bastard!"
He made contact with her flanks, and immediately began pulling back, much slower than he had gone in. That hot dark pleasure was back, and then some. Sygni's toes curled with the exquisite shivering torment of his hardness moving in her backside. She
writhed, and moaned.
He groaned and his hands trembled as they gripped her ass. “Fuck...” He thrust swiftly again then pulled back with slow decadence.
Sygni whimpered briefly in distress then moaned in abject hunger, overwhelmed by more of that arresting and profane delight. Her core pulsed in ravenous need and moisture slithered down her thighs.
Raven leaned over her back. “I think you're beginning to like this."
Sygni turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. “I think you're a butt-fucking sadist."
Raven grinned. “Yep, that's me.” He pressed against her sweating back and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Speaking of sadism...” He kissed her shoulder briefly. “I just ran out of mercy, babe. It's screaming time.” His hand curled under her to brush against her swollen and frantic clit, and thrust. Hard.
Sygni bucked under him, her senses confused by the sudden aching fullness of his brutal thrust and the liquid lightning delight of his fingers on her clit. He pulled back and the dark voluptuous retreat of his cock was compounded by fiery and inciting dance of his fingers on her clit. The pleasure burned a trail of fire up the back of her skull.
He thrust again, and pulled back...
Shivers skittered up her spine as delight and pain mixed to become a ferocious blend of rapaciously greedy lust. She cried out and shoved back against him in abject need for more of that wicked ecstasy.
Raven groaned. He thrust in earnest to meet her demand, his fingers rubbing with insistence on her clit. “Yes, that's it, fuck me back ... slam that ass onto my dick!"
Her gasping cries echoed with the sound of flesh striking flesh. Her body twisted and her knees bent, toes curled tightly with the violent pleasure of being taken. Erotic tension coiled deep and low in her belly. Climax built with savage strength with every stroke of his cock.
Her power awoke within her and pulsed, echoing the rise of her quickening passion. Pleasure, pain and power intertwined and blazed with brutal intent.
Howling with the pleasure of her impending climax, Sygni's power increased. Her skin began to flicker with lightning arcs as the magic became too large for her body to contain. The star below her became a blue-white glare that she could see behind her closed eyes.
Raven wrapped his other arm around her shoulders and panted against her throat, his thrusts pounding into her with frenzied speed. “You're going to ... cum. Are you ... ready ... witch?"
Sygni was beyond thinking past the lust boiling and clawing within her. “Fuck me!"
Raven opened his mouth on her throat and long teeth pressed against her skin.
Sygni finally remembered that the god inhabited a vampire. She gasped. Mother Night! What have I done?
He bit deeply.
Orgasm exploded in a blinding firestorm of wild cascading splendor and magic. Light burst from her skin in a white-hot nova of incandescent sorcerous power. She shrieked.
The vampire locked himself around her and within her, bathing in her fire and drinking power with every swallow of blood.
* * * *
"Sygni..."
Sygni moaned softly, every inch of her ached, and opened her eyes. She was facedown on the floor. “My throat ... hurts.” She gingerly touched the two rips in her neck. Her fingers came away bloody. She shifted and discovered Galen's heavy weight sprawled on top of her. He was unconscious, but breathing.
"Sygni..."
She groaned and turned her head carefully. “What...?"
A man made of solid darkness with flame-lit eyes was kneeling over her. She blinked and squinted. She could barely see him. She had the impression of long black hair threaded with a million feathers ... and wings. Gigantic black wings arched over her.
"Raven? Is that you?"
"Yes...” His voice echoed all around. “Do you live?"
"I think so.” Sygni struggled to turn over. Galen was a dead weight atop her, but she finally succeeded in shoving him enough to lie on her back. She looked up at the blackened god. He ran and smeared across her vision streaming with blackest shadows that shimmered with rainbows. “I feel awful...” She pressed a hand over her left eye; it ached horrifically.
Raven disappeared.
"What...?” She dropped her hand.
He reappeared, black shadow and shifting color.
Sygni gasped. She could only see him with her left eye. “Raven, what's going on?"
Raven's dark form rose to stand and he stepped back. “Your vampire lives in the here and now, sorceress, as I promised.” His shadow wings spread and he drifted apart at the edges before her eyes. “The sorcerer's mark is gone. He burns instead, with your power."
"He what?” Sygni struggled to sit up. Her throat was on fire. “Hela's tits, my neck ... Raven, wait! What have you done?"
"Your throat is already healing.” Raven's blackened face grinned broadly as his form unraveled around him. “I suggest you care for your new familiar closely, or your power will suffer."
"My what?” Sygni threw out her hand and her power shimmered bright as a star around her. “Raven Sunscorched! Don't you dare leave without telling me what you did!"
"What I did?” His laughter was full of echoing darkness as he drifted apart like smoke on the wind. “It is what you have done, Sygni Raveneye!” His smoky form thinned and his laughter faded with him.
"Raveneye?” Sygni stared at the empty space where the god had been. “Why do I have the feeling that I am not going to like what that means?"
Galen groaned and shifted across her legs. “Woman, you have some seriously bony knees.” He rolled off of her and onto his back, throwing his arm over his eyes. “God, my head..."
"Galen?” Sygni leaned over him and brushed the hair from his face. “Are you okay?"
He squinted from under his arm. “I feel like death warmed over."
She smiled tiredly. “You're a vampire. Technically you are ‘death warmed over'.."
He let his arm fall from his head. “That's what I like about you, you're so good for my self image.” He chuckled tiredly and opened his eyes. One sun-bright golden eye stared at her. His other eye was still black as night.
Sygni's mouth fell open. Raven had marked him. “Blood and hell, Galen..."
"Sygni?” Galen sat up and frowned. “One of your eyes has gone yellow. What the hell did you do?"
A yellow eye ... like his? Sygni felt the air rush from her lungs. Raveneye, of course ... He'd marked her, too. “That son of a bitch!"
Galen frowned. “Who? Me?"
"Your god, Raven.” Sygni slammed her hand on the floor. “He marked us both."
Galen jerked back. “He what...?"
"You have a yellow eye, too.” Sygni gave him a bitter smile. “In fact, he called us both Raveneye."
Galen choked. “My eye is yellow?"
"Yes.” Sygni looked sharply around, but there was only the two of them in the black-walled room. “He also mentioned something about a familiar..."
Galen shook his head “He mentioned a what?"
"A familiar. It's a creature that shares a sorcerer's soul and magic.” She stared at Galen, marked as she was with one yellow eye. There was only one way to discover what shared her soul, but she strongly suspected she already knew the answer. She reached. Her magic bloomed within and coiled around her. Then she felt it, the division in her power. Not all of it was coming from her; she was drawing on a second source.
Galen gasped. “Sygni, what the hell is that?"
Sygni groaned. “Mother-fucker!” She released her magic as though it burned. She rubbed her hands over her eyes. She couldn't tell how much was no longer within her, but she had a very bad feeling that it was a lot more than she could afford to do without.
Galen rolled up on his knees and bared his long teeth. “Damn it, witch, I want some answers! What the fuck did you just do to me?"
Sygni turned to Galen with a bitter smile. “The good news is that your former master no longer has any control over your existence. The binding is
completely gone."
Galen nodded. “Well that's a relief.” He cocked his head and his brows lowered. “What's the rest?"
Sygni pursed her lips and looked over to the corner where the god had disappeared. “The bad news is that your god gave your fucking soul to me, vampire."
Galen leaped to his feet. “He did what?"
Sygni rose wearily to her feet. “You are my familiar."
~ Eight ~
The scent of expensive shampoo and herbal soap filled the kitchen.
Galen sat at the kitchen table dressed in one of her larger black kimonos. His freshly washed and still damp hair draped over the back of the chair and dripped occasionally onto the kitchen floor. He stared out the kitchen window and into the night with his mismatched eyes. “So, I'm your familiar. What exactly does that mean?"
"Let's see...” Sygni set her lit cigarette in the ashtray and ran a hand through her own damp blond mane. Great, how in Hel do I explain this? She tucked her red kimono tighter around herself. Let's try for simple. She pulled her favorite black coffee mug from the overhead cabinet. ‘Gloom Cookie’ was scrawled in large white spooky letters around the cup. “From what I could tell, Raven rearranged the spell, keeping you upright by replacing your sorcerer's magic with mine, so..."
"So, instead of him keeping me alive, you are.” His voice was very flat.
Sygni sighed. “Yes."
"Great.” His eyes narrowed. “Does this make you my fucking master?"
Sygni flinched. Blood and night! She did not want to get into that right now. She poured fresh brewed coffee into her mug. “Look, I'm sorry. I'm not thrilled that he did it this way either..."
"You are my master.” Galen rolled his head back and scowled out the kitchen door. “Fuck."
Sygni turned, mug in hand and leaned against the shiny steel counter, scowling. Her ass still ached too much to sit down. “I asked him to remove the spell, I didn't ask him to bind your soul to mine, damn it! You think I want a full-time partner? As my familiar, your body houses a big chunk of my power, so I have to take you with me whenever I go on a magical clean-up job!"
