Well, almost alone. Cecilia was on her swing, watching the front yard. He gave her a wave, then walked down the steps to the sundial. He gave it another twist, setting the defenses in place for twenty-four more hours. He didn’t feel the need to wait until it was almost done before resetting it.
“Did you sleep well?” Cecilia asked him when he stepped back onto the porch.
He shrugged, then sat down next to her. “I did but not enough.”
“I have always wondered what it would be like to sleep. Sometimes, if I sit long enough, my mind wanders to old memories. Is it like that?”
“It can be. I used to dream a lot about my childhood.”
“You don’t anymore?”
“Since moving in here, no. Dreams are a place where our greatest desires or worst fears can find us. They can be chaotic or detailed, very logical, or just plain weird. Recently, my dreams seem to just be a jumble of random memories in no particular order.”
“I see.” A small grin appeared on her face. “Do you ever dream about me?”
“Why dream when I have the real deal?” Mike affectionately ran his fingers through her hair, shivering when the cold sparks jumped to his hand. He was about to say something else when he noticed a flash of red beneath the strands of white. He used his fingers to pull it free.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
“I don’t know.” A long streak of her hair was now a deep red. “Your hair. It’s a different color here.”
“I was wondering.” A shy smile appeared on her face. “Ever since our time in the cave, I have felt a little bit different. It’s almost like a small part of you got left behind, a warm part that keeps me company in the wee hours.”
“I think the same thing may have happened to me. When I was trapped in Baba Yaga’s school, my soul had a white tuft of hair, and the sparks were there when Ratu and I had sex. What does it mean?”
“I’m not sure. My kind was never built to be with your kind, and maybe this is the price.”
“It would have to be more than that.” Mike thought about what Naia had told him. “Part of my soul is a nymph’s soul. Did we do the same thing? Did part of my soul swap with yours?”
“My kind do not have souls, not in the sense that you and Naia do. But I wonder—nymphs perform magic through sexual acts. If you are part nymph, then that could mean that you perform a similar kind of magic through sex. Something happened to me in the cave, something wonderful. For a little while, I felt the cool air on my skin and the wind in my face. So many emotions ran through my being that I couldn’t process any of them.
“When the magic was done, I thought it was temporary, wild magic as a result of our coupling. But some sort of spell has been cast, and I think it means that I will carry a part of you with me forever.” She leaned into him, sliding her arm around his and holding it tightly. “I would gladly pay such a price again.”
Mike felt it then, that surge of electrical energy. It migrated through his body, his arm hairs standing on end as she charged him up. Somewhere, deep inside himself, he felt something resonate, magic of his own that wanted to sing along.
“Cecilia, I—” He was interrupted by the sounds of boots striking wood.
Lily appeared before them in a puff of smoke. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, adjusting the tight white button-down she was wearing. She held a paper plate in one hand with a large piece of cake. “Sorry to interrupt. Beth’s farewell party just finished, so she will be here in a bit.” Lily used her finger to remove a large chunk of frosting, then sucked it into her mouth. “I brought you some of her cake.”
Mike took the plate from her and laughed. Other than a pathetic smear of blue, Lily had licked the cake clean of all its frosting. “How did you teleport here from there?”
“I can always teleport to my ho—” Lily froze, and she stuck her finger in her mouth, licking imaginary frosting off it. “To the place where my master is. It’s no different from being commanded to return to my ruby. It prevents me from running away.”
“So if I asked you to return here, no matter where you were, it would just happen?”
“I…yes. But I wouldn’t be very happy about it.” Lily grabbed some cake off Mike’s plate and stuffed it into his mouth. “Speaking of, I need something from you.”
“All you have to do is ask,” he told her after swallowing. “What do you need?”
“You.” Lily turned around and planted her ass in his lap. The swing wobbled with the sudden weight, and Cecilia slid over to make room for her. She grabbed Mike’s hand and placed it on her stomach. “But don’t make a big deal about it.”
“Lily, I…” He stopped talking when she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. It suddenly occurred to him that he had never actually touched her this way in the real world—they had only touched inside of his dreams. She wiggled her butt from side to side, teasing an erection out of him.
“Don’t worry, I totally have an agenda. Nothing has changed between us.” She tilted her head to the side. “Now kiss my neck.”
Mike faltered, but Lily grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in, his lips brushing against her skin. Her white blouse slid to the side, and he could see down it. She wasn’t wearing a bra, her dark nipples rigid beneath the fabric. Surprised at this turn of events, he squeezed her breast, appreciating how supple it felt beneath his fingers.
An icy blast of air hit him from the side, and his breath immediately fogged up. He turned to see that Cecilia’s eyes had narrowed at the two of them, her hair already standing on end.
“Oh, relax,” Lily said, her fingers hooking into the top of the banshee’s dress. “We’re sharing today.” She gave a hard yank, and Cecilia floated toward them, her eyes widening in surprise when Lily kissed her. Tendrils of ice formed on Lily’s face, so she broke contact.
“Wow, kissing you is like licking an iceberg! Brr!” She licked her lips, turning her head toward Mike. “Kiss him. I want to see it up close.”
Mike thought Cecilia would argue and was surprised when she grabbed his face and kissed him. Her body floated, the air filling with electricity. He fondled her breasts through her dress with one hand and stroked her neck with the other. While he did that, Lily untucked his shirt and slid her hands beneath the fabric, moving along his hips and ribs. She dry humped him, her black dress pants making a shushing sound while she moved.
Mike fought with Cecilia’s dress to get his hands onto her skin. Her dress fought back, pushing his hands away from her cool skin. Lily was busy pulling Mike’s cock free of his pants, but her eyes were on Cecilia’s supernaturally clingy outfit.
“That’s spooky,” she declared before sucking Mike’s dick into her mouth. Her tongue toyed with his urethra, the head of his cock becoming engorged inside of her mouth. She licked the full length of his shaft, her drool making it shine in the morning light. The cool feel of Cecilia’s lips on his contrasted beautifully with the sensation of Lily’s hot mouth, and whenever she disconnected from his cock, a spark jumped from the head of his dick to her lips.
Cecilia reached down to help pump his shaft while Lily sucked on it, and Cecilia’s cool touch thrilled him even further. She stroked him with a tight squeeze at the base of his shaft, then a soft grip when her hand slid back down.
“Whoa!” Lily jerked her head back, rubbing at her eyes. “Your hand went through my face!”
“Sorry,” Cecilia muttered. “I have to concentrate to touch people, and I wasn’t thinking about touching you.”
“Don’t think twice about it. In fact, I have an idea.” Lily pulled Cecilia down to join her and whispered something in the banshee’s ear.
Cecilia looked surprised, but then nodded.
“Then it’s settled. I want to see you blow him.”
“You don’t have to—” Mike began, but Cecilia didn’t hesitate to suck him into her m
outh. Static built up along the swinging bench, and he shivered. Lily licked his balls, while Cecilia focused on his glans, and their fire and ice routine had his muscles tightening up in a hurry. He was taking heavy breaths now, each expulsion of air sending a cascade of bright-white sparks onto the heads of the two women fellating him.
“Keep going,” Lily hissed, backing away. “Focus on his cock. What a good little screamer.” She pushed down on the back of Cecilia’s head, her hands passing through. Mike wondered what she was up to when she stood, her pants disappearing in a puff of smoke.
Lily put a finger to her lips, a sly grin on her face. She mounted Mike, her hips passing through Cecilia’s head. The banshee kept focus, her lips and tongue working their magic as Mike’s cock slid into the succubus.
“Holy…fuuuuuuuck!” Mike grabbed the swing with both hands, his hips shaking. Cecilia’s head bobbed up and down through Lily, the succubus giving a playful grin and swiveling her hips from side to side. Mike’s hips bucked on their own, the sparks now making his muscles contract.
“Gah!” Cecilia lifted her head away, a long trail of spit connecting them. “No fair!”
“Come here.” Lily pushed Cecilia into the air, her body floating. Cecilia held on to Mike’s shoulders while Lily fought with her skirt. “Okay, the clinging clothes thing is weird.”
“You have a bug tail…,” Cecilia whispered so that only Mike could hear. It made him laugh.
“Just need you to concentrate long enough for me to do this. Now sit.”
“Yes, please,” Cecilia murmured, her hips floating onto Lily’s lap. Mike could see that Lily had pulled Cecilia’s panties to one side and had slid a finger inside of the banshee.
“Focus on just my hands. Shit, this is going to be so hot.” Lily placed her hands on Cecilia’s hips, her fingers passing through her the first couple of times. “I can honestly say this is my first time trying this,” she said once she had a grip, guiding Cecilia’s hips through her own and onto Mike’s dick. Mike let out a low moan when he felt the cold touch of Cecilia’s labia spreading around him, his cock already buried deep inside of Lily. The shocks passing between them were making his legs shake, and both Cecilia and Lily moaned counterpoint to one another.
“Gods!” the banshee cried. Cecilia’s hands found Mike’s shoulders, and she moved slowly up and down, capturing Mike’s body heat through his cock. Lily timed her own movements so that she was rising as Cecilia was sinking. Lily’s hands were on Mike’s ass, and she leaned back, her tail pushing off the ground to keep her up. The top of her vaginal wall rubbed against the head of Mike’s cock while Cecilia slid forward, squeezing his cock from both sides.
Mike felt like the world was spinning around him. His brain couldn’t process the influx of pleasure, and his whole body tingled from within. Sparks had formed across his skin, jumping back and forth among all three of them. Lily let out a guttural growl when they hit her, and she shifted her hand to her crotch, frantically rubbing her clit. This seemed to have an effect on Cecilia, her hair billowing wildly through Lily. Cecilia’s voice climbed higher with every moan, and Mike squeezed her breasts through her dress, his own breath getting away from him.
When Cecilia came, all the electricity jumped onto her, crawling across her skin like tiny magical spiders. She let out an ear-piercing wail, and Mike and Lily plugged their ears. The circling storm of electricity flowed up to her hair and burst, bolts of miniature lightning jumping the gap between Mike and Lily as she disappeared from view. The sudden lack of sensation from her disappearance was enough to allow Mike to hold off his own orgasm, which caused the sparks on him to make the journey across his legs to the succubus.
“Oh, fuck!” The electrical build up flowed into Lily, and Mike came deep inside her pussy, coating her insides with his hot cum. The sudden shift in magic caused Lily to scream, and horns burst violently out of her forehead, her wings suddenly appearing.
Her shriek became a low, guttural moan, her eyes literally smoldering. He felt her body become hot in his hands when her own orgasm burst, a wreath of fire appearing over her head. The chains on the swing broke, and they fell. When they hit the ground, Mike thrust into Lily hard, and the electricity flowed back into him.
Mike moaned, magic rocketing through his entire being. He felt hot and cold at the same time, his balls tingling as the pressure drastically increased. His cock had grown so hard it was almost painful, and he let out a growl of his own. He grabbed Lily by the tail and pulled, her body swinging around so that he was looking at her ass. He sat up and pushed her forward, using her wings as a handhold to get on his knees. He pounded her from behind, the pressure becoming unbearable until he blasted her insides again. The electricity jumped all along Lily’s body, and Mike kept pulling on her wings, trying to force himself deeper inside of her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried.
Every time Mike slid his cock into her, she transformed. She became an older woman with large breasts, a younger woman with a tight ass, a redhead in a lifeguard suit. With every transformation, the shape of her vagina changed, the sudden shift in tightness and texture driving Mike wild as he kept thrusting. Lily screamed in several different voices, her swollen pussy clinging to him like Velcro. Her tail wrapped around Mike’s waist, holding him inside of her when she came again.
The electricity flowed back into Mike, and the fire chased it. He was instantly rock-hard.
Lily, herself once more, looked over her shoulder with a sadistic smile on her face. “More, I need more!” She pulled him tightly to her with her tail, and Mike let go of her wings. He grabbed her ass, then leaned forward to play with her breasts. He cried out with every thrust, ice-cold sparks dancing between them as he came a third time.
His cock squirted twice, two large loads deposited into her demonic womb. The electricity crawled across her ass, soaking into her skin, and the fire left him once more. Lily screamed again, then started shifting forms. This time, she became the girls of the house. She was Naia, then Tink, then a much lighter version of Abella. When she became Sofia, her eye glowed red and yellow, and when she turned into Cecilia, only part of her skin was completely white. The women of the house started to melt together, and Mike found himself fucking a bright-green version of Beth with Naia’s hair, then a stone Sofia.
“Come in me, come in me, come in me!” This time when she came, her skin burst into flames, the fire chasing away the electricity. It flowed back into Mike, and he hollered, his cock immediately firing one more hot load into her eager body. He fell forward, pushing her to the planks beneath them. The magic had dissipated, and he let out a contented sigh.
Neither of them moved. Mike pulled himself along the porch until he was face-to-face with the succubus, her eyes staring into the distance.
“That…was something. I…” Lily was at a loss for words. Her tail and wings disappeared, but her horns remained, the tiny halo of fire above them shrinking away. “I haven’t come like that in centuries. Definitely not in my real body.”
“Yeah.” He didn’t know what to say. In that moment, Lily’s sass and anger always just an inch below the surface seemed to be gone. For a split second, she seemed at peace, and he was afraid to break the spell. They quietly lay next to each other for several minutes, Lily’s eyes slowly returning to normal and the fiery halo over her head vanishing. The frost that had formed over the wooden planks melted into nothingness as the sun climbed higher into the sky.
“Listen.” Lily faced him, but her eyes looked away, focused on the sky behind him. “I’m not going to be around much, but I am going to stop in every now and then. Not because I have to or anything.”
“That would be good. That way we know you’re doing okay.” Mike gave a small grin. “Just try not to make too much trouble.”
She stuck out her tongue. It was still blue from the cake frosting. She stood and adjusted her clothing with a wave of her hand.
Mike, however, groaned as he stood, his body aching from his earlier fall. When he looked at the swing, he shook his head. Cecilia was going to be pissed if she saw it like this.
“Do you think you can help me with this?” he asked, but Lily had vanished. He fought the urge to roll his eyes, convinced she was watching him from somewhere.
Instead, he found Tink and brought her to the porch to inspect the swing. Together they fixed the split planking and readjusted the chain. When finished, Tink stood back to appraise their handiwork, and Mike sat on it to make certain it wouldn’t dump him on his ass next time he used it.
A small shadow formed in the front yard near the sundial, a dark circle that got progressively bigger. Mike stepped off the porch and looked to the sky. A figure with large wings was descending in a tight spiral, a figure clutched in her talons. Mike watched in amazement as Abella gently deposited Beth on the grass. She had on a backpack and carried a silver briefcase in one hand and a suitcase in the other.
“How was the party?” he asked.
“Dreadful,” Beth replied. “It was one last stop I didn’t want to make, but I don’t need suspicious coworkers trying to find me after I quit.”
“Were you able to get everything you needed from your house?”
“Yep! Just the irreplaceable things, and a couple of my favorite outfits.” She held up the silver briefcase and the luggage.
“And you didn’t run into any problems?”
“The society had somebody watching the lobby, but they never expected me to come in the window. Someone is going to have a bad day when they figure out I’m gone for good. I sent the documents out to sublet my apartment and left them all my furniture.” Beth’s face twisted, and she shifted forward violently. “Sorry, hold on.”
She set down her cases, pulled off the backpack, and opened it up. Jenny emerged, her cloth arms now draped over the opening. The doll had gone with Beth as backup, but it wasn’t uncommon to see Jenny in the attorney’s presence. The two of them seemed to have reached an understanding.
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