by D. R. Rosier
She wasn’t wearing underwear, and when he checked she was already a little moist for him. Just from the last minute or so of teasing, touching, bumping, and grinding.
He held her tightly, and kissed on her neck, encouraged by her breathy surrender, as he got his own pants open and released his cock. His hands gripped her hips firmly, then he ran his hands under her shirt, and back up to her breasts. He squeezed firmly and pinched her nipples harshly, just the way she liked it, and she gasped softly for him in breathless desire and arched her back. He moved forward, sliding his cock between her upper thighs. The tip of his cock slid across her moistening heat and she trembled and let out a sultry sigh of pleasure.
He did that for a while, sliding his cock between her legs and brushing along her sensitive silken folds, which had them both moaning, while he kissed her neck, nibbled her ears, and mauled her breasts.
He also whispered things in her ear, both naughty and sweet. He wasn’t even entirely sure what he was saying as he lost himself in the lust. He told her she was beautiful, how much he loved her, how much she turned him on, what a good mother she’d make, but also how fucking hot she was. That she was his wild and willing fuck, and his perfectly naughty cocksucker. That she was his stress relief, his obedient love slave, and so much more both loving and dirty, sweet and nasty.
The results of all which had her soaked for him, and the next time he checked she was so wet she had dirty little beads of silken arousal running in rivulets down her thighs. She released breathy sighs and gasps as she arched her back and tried to get him inside of her
He abandoned her breasts to bend her firmly over the bench, and her glistening labia came into view between those lovely bubbled ass cheeks. It was a bit awkward, her legs constrained from opening too far with her jeans around her lower thighs. Her generous pussy lips were mashed together and oh so tempting as he grabbed his cock, lined up, and slammed into her with a firm thrust of his cock.
He just couldn’t wait long enough to get undressed, and it was a lot of things that had him losing control. Her sexy seduction, and how much he loved her. How much he loved her sumptuous sexy body and beautiful face, the fact she was pregnant with his child was also raising the heat of the moment quite a bit. He was lost in her in that moment, both shallowly and profoundly.
They both gasped, as the first couple of inches was sheathed in the heaven of his Cassie. His hands caressed her waist, back, ass, and hips with a sweet gentleness, which completely conflicted with his hard and fast strokes as he buried himself into her paradise with desperate speed. Wanting to feel their bodies meet, and to watch her supple and juicy bubbled ass shake and shimmer for a short violent moment as his pelvis slammed into her.
His Cassie gasped, “Deeper, harder,” she begged as she bucked back the best she could, almost wildly in need to have him fully inside of her, but without much leverage being bent over the table and hobbled by her jeans. She left him no doubts at all he wasn’t being too rough, and she was so wet it eased the way, and fifteen hard strokes later her tight sex was stretched out luxuriously around him, so snug, hot, and silky soft.
He paused then, to allow her to adjust, enjoying the feeling of his full length buried in heavenly bliss, while her supple ass cheeks were mashed into his pelvis. The heat of her sinfully nubile body around him and against him, as her body got accustomed to the invasion was incredible. He also thought she was tighter, perhaps the awkwardness of the position was part of that, as she squeezed around him hard and let out breathy sighs of pleasure. His hands weren’t still however, as he enjoyed her silky-smooth skin and caressed her everywhere that he could reach.
She said sultrily, “So good in me, master’s fat cock fills me so good. You just had to have my sweet tight pussy around it, didn’t you? You couldn’t wait, could you, master? You had to hunt me down and fuck me, to fill me with your pleasure. Goddess, that turns me on so much. I love you, Sean. Now fuck me, use me for your pleasure, take what you needed so badly from my body. I need it hard, fast, and unforgiving. I need to be used by you to get you off. I need to feel your spunk fill me. Pull my hair, spank my ass, and use my body roughly for your pleasure. Whatever you need, is what I need to give you, always.”
His cock twitched hard at her naughty words.
She squeezed around him tightly, and she let out a naughty little giggle.
“You like that? What a needy pleasure slut I am for you? How I need to be your stress relief? How much I love to be used for your pleasure and how hard that gets me off? You know why I love it so much, to be used by you. It’s all because that’s what I was born to do, master. That’s my station in life, to be bent over, on all fours, or on my knees to provide relief for my master. Your relief, your naughty slut, and your willing cum bucket. Whenever you want, wherever you want, however you want, take your relief in me, my love. It’s what makes me feel complete, makes me feel sexy, and like a woman. It’s what I need to be, and it’s what fills me with joy.”
She continued her devoted nasty statements and naughty begging as he started to stroke his cock into her hard and fast. She drove him crazy with lust sometimes, and this was one of those times. What truly got him though, was she meant every word of it. It wasn’t nasty roleplay, or a cheap and tawdry bedroom game for illicit thrills.
It was who she really wanted to be for him, his relief, his lover, his mate, the mother of his child, and yes, a powerful woman and sorceress too, but that last one wasn’t about him and her at all. For him, she truly was the naughty nympho that wanted to be used as a vessel for his pleasure, stress relief, and love too. It wasn’t just mental fodder to spice up the bedroom, for his Cassie it was a way of life, and her promise to him.
She got off on it too, which is why it worked so well for both of them. The harder he pounded her, the harder he swatted her ass, the harder he pulled her hair, or when he bent over and gripped and mauled her breasts, the wilder she squirmed and panted for him. She was wild for him, bucking and squirming, squeezing and grinding, writhing and panting, as he slammed into her over and over. The more he lost himself to the rutting and used her sumptuously ripe body roughly, the harder she got off on it.
He wasn’t a selfish man in bed. He wanted to give her pleasure too, but the perverse truth was the best way to give his kinky blonde goddess pleasure was to be a selfish bastard and use her roughly. To use her for his pleasure, pussy, mouth, ass, or tits. She… loved it, was transformed into a wild sex goddess by it, and she drove him crazy in a very good way. He wouldn’t have done it otherwise, wouldn’t have enjoyed it, but with her encouragement he lost himself in it.
She let out a wild gasp and silent scream as she came around him uncontrollably, and he grunted and kept taking her hard and fast even as she flooded his cock and balls with her liquid bliss. She was beyond sexy in the throes of blissful ecstasy, and she took his breath away.
Her pulsing and trembling slick silken passage was pure heaven constricting around his cock, and the way her ass shook violently for a brief second each time their bodies met drove him crazy. Her sweet words of love, mixed with dirty words of devotion, and nasty words of wicked debauchery, all drove him to his height quickly.
Even while he was lost in the lust and the need to fill his oldest and first mate, he wanted to make her cum again first and fill her at the same time. He was so on the edge he didn’t think he’d make it, so he started to spank her almost repeatedly, which he knew drove her crazy.
He also reached around her and found her swollen clit, and after collecting some of the silken liquid bliss he started to stroke it gently.
Her sweet and wild pleasure filled cries, and the way she tightened around him wildly each time he stroked her clit and spanked her ass made it even harder for him to hold it, but he doubled down knowing she was close too. After all, he knew her body’s triggers better than his own after five years of wild and almost constant debauchery with his blonde bombshell. Plus, she always came for him easily and often, once he’d trigger
ed her the first time. She was his wild one.
He abandoned her ass and bent forward to pinch, twist, and tug her nipple harshly while grinding his finger even harder on her clit. That seemed to do the trick, and he grunted deeply and animalistically as he finally released his controls and took his pleasure deep inside her wildly convulsing and milking sex.
The scent of her completion mixed with her feminine scent. The sounds of her cries and naughty breathless gasping words that hardly even made sense at that point as she was lost in the bliss, threw him over the edge hard. His cock surged powerfully, and twitched and expanded as his balls tightened, he let out a grunt of pleasure as his seed rocketed out of him and filled her already gravid womb with ropes of his seed.
She sighed softly as he pulled her hair to the side as he bent over, and she arched her back fully to reach him as he kissed her sweetly, lovingly, and lingeringly on her soft and slightly parted lips. She was always kittenish after he took her hard, and filled her with his seed, and he was always feeling very protective and loving toward his Cassie after he was particularly rough with her.
She said a little breathily, their hearts still thundering in their chests, “Thank you, that was perfect. I love when you lose control.”
He slowly pulled out, and his cock was dripping with their shared ecstasy, he wasn’t at all surprised when she turned and fell to her knees, and let out sweet sounds of contentment as she licked his cock like an ice cream cone, lavishly, as she cleaned their mixed pleasure off of him.
The proof that she truly loved to do that, was in the fact she released a cleaning spell to clean and freshen them both up immediately after being done with it. Her eyes held a naughty sated gleam in them, as she stood back up and kissed him kittenishly as her body pressed against his.
She said softly, “I love you, Sean.”
“Love you too, baby.”
She grinned, “So, happy parents? Gods, that was a little insane, even for us.”
He laughed in agreement, and waved his hand, “So, what are you working on, looks like the bomber, but not.”
She brightened, and pointed at the rods, “These are like the fire suppression spells, times a hundred. There’ll be eight of them, and those will be powered by a large disc that does nothing but hold power and feeds the eight enchantments to reload them. Like our home set up? The large disc will hold enough magic to jumpstart these eight enchantments multiple times, making it cheaper, as well as powering the levitation enchantments to move the ship. It’s basically a firefighting forest fire ship rig.
“We won’t be able to depend on our allies coming each and every time, and this thing will be able to put one out, as long as it isn’t hundreds of square miles. Even then, it’ll be able to make firebreaks as well if necessary. But… for ones like this last forest fire, that we find out about soon enough, it would snuff it right out. Just a few square miles.”
“You’re amazing. I’ve been wondering about what we’d do for that. Another flying ship wasn’t even on my radar.”
She giggled, “I’m the sorceress. I’ve got it covered. Though, I think Sy’lia is right. The forests in California are too overgrown, taking care of nature is important but there’d be less fires and more balance in nature if there are some smaller fires more often. It’s a natural part of the world, and part of the ecosystem. Still, we can prevent any communities being lost at the very least.”
She bit her lip, “Remember what I mentioned about Lori?”
He snorted, “I don’t see it.”
She smirked, “Yeah, well, the rest of us do. She does admire and want you, but she’s not ready. I think she’s working her way up to it. Anyway, I’ve been wanting to get you alone to tell you Sy’lia’s on the approved list as well, for the four of us.”
His eyes widened in surprise.
She giggled, “I know she annoys you, you both have that fight or fuck thing going on when you argue, and me knowing you so well, I’m pretty sure when it breaks it’s going to be that second one. It’s really hot too, I kind of want to see you ravish her and angrily nut in her.”
He laughed, “You’re nuts.”
She nodded easily, “Your crazy mate, no doubt. I’m also one happy woman. So, yeah, I just thought you should know, so if it does happen you know you don’t have to worry about checking with us first or have a need to feel that your naughty thoughts are wicked. Because I have noticed how you look at her on occasion, the both of them.”
He was both turned on and disturbed. Did he really need six mates, or even five? The answer was no of course, but he was undeniably turned on at the idea of taking Lori as another mate, and his thoughts on Sy’lia were rather conflicted. His feelings were not to take it all that seriously, it was just some potent chemistry, though he did admire them both and like them as allies and friends. Except, his four other mates wouldn’t bother giving him permission if it was truly that unlikely. Would they?
He kissed her softly, and he pushed it out of his head for the moment. He wouldn’t make plans either way, no matter how badly his libido was sparking at the idea of the sexy voiced and lissomly beautiful Lori in his bed. Or the hot annoying elf for that matter. It just made sense, being mates wasn’t about hot sex, though that was certainly part of it, but it was just the fruits of the relationship not the base. Otherwise the passion would wilt quickly and die.
He said softly as he caressed her cheek, “I don’t think I’m done loving you yet.”
She smiled coyly, “Anywhere, anytime, master.”
He kissed her deeply in passion, but gently and sweetly, while his hands firmly explored her body.
“The bed, I want to make love to you, my naughty mate.”
He loved her wild and naughty side, but he also loved to make love to her. They didn’t do it all that often, but she was as kittenishly sweet and surrendering during their love sessions as she was wild and wantonly wicked when they fucked.
She beamed and blushed, and her voice was breathy, “I’d like that, Sean.”
He took her hand, and they headed for the stairway and the bedroom. The firefighting ship could wait another hour or two, after all.
Chapter Nine
The day was a little cooler. He didn’t think their pool days were gone quite yet, but that day it was overcast and the high was somewhere in the mid-sixties. So instead of relaxing around the pool that afternoon the seven of them were lounging in the living room and chatting about things.
Cassie had finished up that ship, after he’d made love to her. She’d worked on it until lunch and then finished it up right after lunch. They had the communities, and it’d been four days since Katie had warned them of the coming balance issue, so they were alert and ready to be called at almost any time. Mara had been in touch with Emily, and so far she hadn’t noticed anything alarming. Whatever would happen there, the problem hadn’t gotten in the area yet either.
Most of all though, he kept staring at the twins in shocked disbelief. His joy fighting his consternation, surprise, and a little guilt.
Lori suggested, “Maybe we should put off tomorrow’s visit another few days. We’ll still hit all the communities in a year if we skip a third day. I suppose emergencies are always possible, but I’d hate to have to run once we got started.”
He nodded, “We can’t schedule emergencies, and we have to live our lives and take them as they come, except maybe this one which we do know about? I don’t see a problem with it, and I can have the zombies let the leader know we’re rescheduling. Of course, now we get to lounge around and go stir crazy waiting.”
Sy’lia said, “We could build a greenhouse?”
He laughed, “Nice how you snuck that in. I suppose we could at that. I wouldn’t mind fresh vegetables and fruits all year around. Umm, I bet I can send some zombies into the city, to collect some full-sized windows off one of the large window high-rises. I think that would work better than taking the smaller panes off the surrounding houses.”
Cassie said, �
��We’ve got enough steel to build a frame already, and I can add another enchantment to the house plinth to control heat, humidity, make sure it doesn’t get either too hot or too cold. We need sprinkler pipes, and we can hook it up to the house system for clean water and pressure. A servant would just have to manually water it once or twice a day.”
He nodded, “I bet one of the neighboring houses has a sprinkler system, or I can get that from the city as well.”
Mara interjected, “Build it over the current garden?”
Sy’lia nodded, “That would be best, otherwise we’ll have to start from scratch.”
That sounded like a good project, and it really would be helpful. He gave some of his zombies some orders, and they headed into the city to scavenge the parts and windows they’d need. Their garden was meant to feed the whole house, them and the chef and few servants, so it’d be a fairly large greenhouse.
He said, “My zombies are on the job, I need a minute or two with Kim and Lin.”
The others looked curious as he got up and walked out, with the twins trailing after him, but they could wait to find out the shocking truth, later. He led them up to the master bedroom, and then closed the door as he gestured to the bed. He smirked as they jumped in it eagerly, and he crawled in between them and plopped on his back and pulled them against his body. He couldn’t help but steal a couple of sweet kisses, but sex wasn’t what was on his mind, at least not just that. He wasn’t a saint after all, and they were supple and sweet late teen twins in his arms.
“So, I love you both so much, you know that. When I took you fully into my heart and bed, that was enough for me. Mates for life, sharing in joy, and you two are incredible.”