by Randi Darren
“My beloved Caer, I’ll give you such tenderness for who you are now,” Sam said. “Because who you were in the past is long dead.”
Without much speed, Sam gave her everything in each thrust. Moving from the very tip to the absolute hilt, driving it deep into her and moving her upward partially.
It elicited a never-ending stream of little grunts and moans from Caer as he had her. Her ankles rested against his own hips, pulling at him even as he pushed down into her.
Without using Essence, pushing or pulling at her in any way, or any Incubus trickery, Sam brought her to a full climax in minutes. All through stroking, caressing, and thrusting into her as he would Irma.
Treating her in the exact same way he would the woman he absolutely loved.
“Unn, unn, ahhhh, ahnnnnn, yes, Sammy,” moaned Caer, her sounds each punctuated with a deep and firm thrust. “I’m there, I’m gonna go!”
Sam just continued doing what he’d been doing and waited for her. The whole point was to send Caer into a full orgasm. To enjoy that pure meal while enjoying her, without anything else involved.
“Uuuhhnnnggg,” Caer groaned and then started to shudder under him, her hands twitching and flexing against the Essence bindings.
Releasing her hands, Sam kept pushing into her, not wanting to let her go easily.
Caer’s hands came down. One hand covered his where it held her cheek, her other hand grabbed his side. Tugging at him with her fingers.
Sam could feel what she wanted at the moment. It was to have him finish inside of her even as she climaxed. To feel him fill her up as if he were impregnating her.
Not wanting to disappoint, Sam did just that.
He sped up a little and continued to pump deeply into Caer, pushing himself to his own finish. His shaft expanded and his seed shot freely into her. It filled her up very quickly.
“Yes, nnnnnmmm, yes, Sammy, all of it,” said Caer, her ankles and hand pulling at him. The hand that covered his own now clutched at him.
Slowly, the two of them finished nearly at the same time, leaving them both panting and staring at each other.
Though Caer was grinning widely at him. She was looking at him in a very different way than he’d ever seen her do since he’d met her the first time.
“That was amazing for a first go,” she murmured, her ankles locked behind his back and pulling him closer again. Her intentions were clear.
She wasn’t going to settle for just once, it seemed.
***
Sitting next to Irma, they were watching the news together in their apartment.
He’d spent more than a few hours with Caer, followed by Irene after she woke up, and then Erv. Feeding and indulging himself quite heavily in them.
As soon as Irma was available to talk about the information he’d discovered, he came over immediately. She’d only just now sat down and had a beer in her hand.
“I was looking forward to just sitting with you,” Irma said and took a long sip from her drink. Then she slowly leaned against Sam’s side and cuddled up to him. “Ever since I got back, I’ve been doing nothing but work, work, work.
“Stacia and Irene kept it moving all in the right direction for us, but there was a lot more that I was personally handling than I realized. I really need to learn to curb that tendency. I need to rely on them more. Make sure that they could pick up things in case I vanished or… or died.”
Irma had a weird look on her face and then took a long drink from her beer.
“Problems?” Sam asked. “Someone get hurt?”
“I mean, yes? Things happen,” Irma said, letting her beer move down to her knee. “Decima got torn in half. Jes put her back together. Tiffany’s tits are always getting shot. Carissa died.
“The soul rune kept her from being pulled across and Jes once again played Doctor Frankenstein. I’ve pulled them all back to officer positions and sent the Cambion forces instead. They all have soul runes so it isn’t as if they’re more at risk.
“I just… don’t want people… I don’t want anyone in our marriage at risk. It’s that simple. Even though Jes got them put back together, they still had it happen. They still experienced it and had to be brought back.
“And don’t even get me started about you. It’s really unnerving that if you died that would be it. There’s no second chances available for you. It seems almost unfair.”
“It’s the risk I run for being the top brand. Aster and Jes are my partners, but there’s always still a majority partner,” Sam said ruefully.
Up until Nicodimus had warned him, they’d been relying on the idea that Sam could just reform an avatar at his leisure if he died. Everyone else would be protected by a soul rune that led back to him otherwise.
Even Jes, Aster, and Erv could be summoned back by the soul rune, regardless of having planes or not.
Sam could not.
“I just have to be careful and make sure I don’t take risks,” Sam said, wrapping an arm around Irma’s shoulders. “So… I hate to do this to you, but I do need to talk about work at some point with you. It can’t wait, either.”
“I figured,” Irma grumbled, pushing closer to him. “Given how quickly Aster and Wren ran off, it was obvious they wanted to prep for something.
“Before we get to that… are Irene and Caer okay? I know they took the kids but I haven’t… seen them since then. Trying to give them some space. Irene really didn’t do well with the loss.”
Sam considered that.
Given how Caer, Irene, and their souls were behaving, he knew they were still hurting. Hurting, but also healing. They would never forget the little girl they lost, but for good or ill, they’d filled the Void with three children.
Three little girls who they were already spoiling, planning on spoiling more in the future, and devoting a great deal of love to. Though the children acted a bit odd to Sam. They didn’t cry half as often as he expected them to. They also tended to silently watch what went on around them.
“I think what they’re doing isn’t actually dealing with their grief,” said Sam honestly. “I can’t speak to anything beyond that because, well, I’m not a therapist or a psychologist or anything like that.
“Do I think they’ll be good mothers? Very. Those are going to be very spoiled little girls who are incredibly loved. Do I think they’ve put aside their grief for Sandra? No. Not at all.
“Do we need to do anything? No. Just let them do as they will. They’re adults. They’ll do what they feel is best for themselves. I’ve already told them both that I’ll consider the girls as my own children.
“And before you ask, Caer is doing well in her new body. It’s more or less the same as what I did for Decima. Neither Caer nor Irene has a soul inside them though. They’re both technically undead and can’t die.”
“Hm. Seems like it was a good idea for a nursery after all,” said Irma in a strange tone. “Alex, Anna, Valeria, Carla, and Nannie. Five children already. Only one biologically yours, though.
“Mitch has been playing babysitter. He’s been over frequently while Miles deals with placing him in a new home. He seems good with kids.
“Okay. I guess I’m ready. What is it we need to do? How’d the corpse scavenger hunt go?”
“Went well,” Sam murmured, resting his head against Irma’s. “We dug up Alexander the Great’s corpse, as you would have known him. He definitely found the Hub, but he found it while in Hell.
“So that means I need to head back into Hell and start looking around there. Go over all the places and locations where Alexander, or Luke in this case, went. Where he was last before he came to the prime.
“That means I’ll probably need soldiers. Haven’t figured out where I’m going yet, but wherever it is, it’s likely fortified and guarded. No one is going to let me wander around where Luke once tread. Especially in Hell.”
“Hmph. Now I regret that I sent most of the Cambion off yesterday and today,” muttered Irma. “There’s only a small r
eserve force now. Everyone else was sent off to assist Decima and the others, as I mentioned.”
“It’s alright. I’ll rely on Yala and Abrah. They won’t mind providing the soldiers,” said Sam in a nonchalant way. “I’ll just take Erv, Aster, and Wren with me again. Maybe I can talk Irene or Caer into helping me here and there.”
Sam knew that with those seven he was more than capable of handling most situations.
“You know, I knew what I was getting into by marrying an Incubus,” Irma said after a pause. “But I’m rather annoyed at how beautiful Abrah, Yala, and Erv are. Especially Yala. She’s right up there with Jes.”
“And yet, I still think you’re more beautiful than all of them,” Sam said, leaning down to nuzzle Irma gently. He began to kiss her neck and jaw. “As I’ve told you many times, I love you, Irma. You’re my beautiful one and only first Imp.
“I think you’re incredibly beautiful and, regardless of what you may think, you hold an equal attraction for me as any other woman might. You’re my partner and wife, and the reason I care about others at all.”
Irma made a soft cooing sound and tucked her head under Sam’s chin, hunching her shoulders. He knew she was ticklish when he got in close to her neck and shoulders.
“Sammy, I’m pretty, but I’m not Jess- or Yala-pretty,” Irma countered.
“They’re very pretty, can’t deny that, but you’re still my beautiful Irma,” Sam said and then plucked the beer out of her hand. Setting it to one side, he easily pushed her down onto the couch and slid on top of her. “And you know what… the rest can wait. I want you, my Irma. And I’m going to try to put a kid in you tonight. Let’s have a fun time of it and roll the dice.”
Irma stared up at him with very wide eyes, her breath coming out in short, panting gasps. Her hands rested on his chest.
“Okay, Sammy,” she agreed in a quiet tone and then gave him a wonderful smile. “Okay. Let’s roll the dice. Just… just like a normal married couple. Roll the dice and see what happens. I think I’m ready for that and… well… I’m feeling a little left out right now.
“So many children and here I am telling myself that I can’t let that happen until things are settled. If I keep saying that, I’ll never have children. I’ll just keep pushing it back further and further.”
“Exactly,” Sam said, smiling at her, easing his knees up until he was pushing her thighs apart. It took just a moment to vanish their clothes. “Let’s see if you have a lucky or an unlucky womb.”
“Is it lucky if I get pregnant on the first try or unlucky?” Irma asked with a building excitement in her words.
“That’s up to you to decide, not I,” Sam said, then he leaned in and kissed Irma hungrily.
She happily kissed him back and casually wrapped her legs around his hips, starting to pull him closer in a very similar way to what Caer had done.
Turning her head to one side, Irma ran her fingers through Sam’s hair, breathing much harder.
“Tonight, I want you to spike me as hard as anyone you ever have before,” said Irma in a husky voice. “Repeatedly spike me, ride me, and put me away, filled and wet. Like no one ever before. Let’s see how much you can take from me, while giving it to me. Let’s make it a memorable roll of the dice. Got it, Husband?”
“Got it,” Sam said, then bit at Irma’s throat, determined to leave her a love bite as well.
Thirty-One - Sex Meeting -
“Guh, unng, uuuunh,” moaned Abrah sharply with every thrust as Sam finally finished in her. He had filled her up for what was probably the fourth or fifth time in a row on top of her work desk.
Coming to a full stop on the third push, Sam felt great. He was still feasting on the vestiges of Abrah’s orgasm.
“Sammy, Lord Lust, I’m spent,” Abrah said in a soft voice. Her hands drifted up to caress his face. Her talon-like nails glided over his skin in a fun way. “Have me again if you like, as much as you want, in fact, but I can’t put any effort into it. My legs feel like mush and so do my hips. I’m willing, but I can’t help.”
Chuckling, Sam withdrew from the very sweaty, pale Demon. Sitting down in her chair, he watched as a great deal of his seed began dribbling out of her and across her taint.
Abrah’s heels slipped off the edge of the desk and her legs just dangled off the edge. She made no effort to pull them back up and merely laid there.
Sam had decided to go visit Abrah until it was time to meet with everyone. He hadn’t seen much of her as of late.
Aster, Erv, Yala, and Wren were all due to show up in the city of Klesick.
“I feel like an over-filled waterskin,” complained Abrah, her arms flat against her desk now.
“I mean, you are? Did my best to fill you up, you know. No reason not to.
“You’ll need to call someone in to clean up your desk, as well as the floor,” Sam said with a laugh. He ran two fingers along Abrah’s shin. “There’s quite a mess under you.”
She was brutal, uncaring, and emotionless. The detached and proficient warrior-at-arms. A Demon-Knight through and through.
Surprisingly though, she was none of those things when it came to him.
With him, she was very soft, warm, and willing. Almost entirely the opposite of her public personality.
“Am I—could I be pregnant?” Abrah asked, her left hand moving to her lower abdomen. Right above her pubic mound.
“Most certainly not. You’re just very full,” Sam said and then patted Abrah’s knee twice. “Now we just need to wait for everyone. No sense in going at you unless you’re into it. It’s not like I’m hungry anymore.”
Abrah waved her fingers at that, but didn’t say or do anything. She just laid on her desk like a landed fish, taking long, slow breaths and gazing blankly up at the ceiling.
“Sex with you is amazing,” she said in a low tone. “I think I’m ready for more.”
“Thank you! I try, you know. Admittedly, I’m incentivized to get my partner off, but I can’t imagine being a man and not striving to make my partner go before me,” said Sam with a chuckle. “And yet I often was asked to satisfy a partner just to satisfy them. So many men who just never… try.
“But I’m afraid we won’t be able to go again. Our comrades are arriving shortly. I can feel Aster’s brand heading this way.”
“Damnit,” grumbled Abrah. “I shouldn’t have told you to stop.”
The Demon-Knight got up off the desk and walked toward where her clothes were piled up. She was walking a bit like a newborn horse and looked like she might even stumble and fall over.
Before she’d made it, though, Aster came through the door. She was followed immediately by Erv. The two Elementals entered, looked at the naked Sam, the stumbling Abrah, the desk, and needed to ask no questions. It was quite obvious what’d just been going on.
“You know, if I’d known it was a sex meeting—” said Aster, working at her belt buckle even as she walked over to the desk. “I would have shown up earlier and in a dress without panties. Next time, be more specific.”
Reaching Abrah’s work desk, Aster got her pants undone. With a whump, her belt buckle hit the ground.
“Oh, a little appetizer just for me? I bet it’s a mixed shot of Abrah-Sam,” Aster said and then leaned down and licked the wet spot on the desk. Repeating the action several times, she took her time to get everything off. “Mm. I was right. Hmmm, you have an interesting taste, Abrah. Kinda like my mistress, but not quite. Very similar though. I bet we could have fun if you let me ride your face.”
Aster bent over the desk and presented her rear end toward Sam. Laying her head and arms down on the desk, she got comfortable. With a backwards glance at him, she gave her hips a slow roll, moving back and forth in an inviting way.
Before Sam could respond, Yala and Wren entered the room. They quickly moved to the open seats where Erv had seated herself.
“I didn’t realize it was a sex meeting,” complained Wren. “I would have worn something else.”
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“Wait, sex meetings are a thing?” Yala asked, taking a seat and adjusting the dress she was wearing.
“Sometimes,” Wren murmured, sitting down as well. “I’ll go after Aster. Looks like Abrah’s long past done.”
The Demon-Knight was holding herself up with a hand braced on the wall in the corner as she worked into her clothes. No one had missed the fact that she was beyond “used up” at the moment.
“Oh, can-can I go after you, Wren?” Erv asked, peering over at the other woman. “Or should Yala and I have a quick game of rock, paper, scissors to decide that?”
“I’d very much like a turn, but I don’t mind being last,” offered Yala. “I would be more than happy for Sam to focus entirely on me. I think this meeting will be quick followed by lots of sex.
“And… uhm… I find I really like sex now. A lot. I want to have a lot more sex. With Sam. Only with Sam.”
Erv clicked her tongue and looked as if she were considering Yala’s words.
Sam decided this had gone on long enough.
Standing up, he casually slid his tip into Aster, then went straight down to the hilt, pushing until his lap was firmly pressed against her rear end.
“Ahhhn! Nnnnn, yes,” groaned Aster, her fingers pressing tightly to the desk now.
Sam put his hands on her hips and then began to slowly and methodically thrust in and out of her. At the same time, he used his grip to hold her down on the desk.
“So? Who brought me what I wanted?” Sam asked, slowly looking from person to person as he had Aster.
“You wanted me, didn’t you?” Aster asked in a low moan as Sam kept thrusting into her. “I brought me, you’re having me.”
Chuckling, Sam swatted Aster’s rear end with a sharp smack. It caused the Elemental to push backward against him.
“Be serious,” he admonished.
“I did,” Erv said, standing up. She pulled out what looked like a folded map from the pouch at her side. Moving over to Sam, she laid it down over Aster’s back, covering the other Elemental completely. Smoothing it out over Aster’s back, Erv pointed to a place on it. “Those are our lands. Everything we’ve been taking from Balahtus and the others.
