Warlock's Mage

by D. R. Rosier

  He was also so handsome and sexy, that she’d walked around wet most of the time the last three days. She could hardly believe he’d turned down her offer last night, she’d felt how hard he’d been as his cock nestled between her ass cheeks. She’d ached to feel him part her labia, and pierce her body. She didn’t think she compared to the others in his bed, but she knew he was very attracted to her, both her body and her mind. Three days of working closely together had told her that, and the way he’d held her last night. The point was, she believed he was attracted, and that made her feel sexy.

  At first, she’d been offended when he’d turned her down, and had felt embarrassed and rejected, but his whispered promises in her ear had been so full of restrained want and lustful need for her, that she had melted inside. That he wanted her to want him, and not just a distraction from her pain, had touched her as well. She still wasn’t over it, the thing with Carlos, and her mistake. But… she was no longer in shock, and on the edge of breaking down. She’d get past it, and accept it.

  More than all that, she’d found her place in life. Not just because she was willing to drop her panties for Andrew, but because she felt good about her job. Proud to defend him, teach him, and she enjoyed the company of Julia, Katia, and god help her, the succubus Lilith. She liked how he did what was moral, and damn the consequences. Now… she got to do the same. She also felt valued for her magic, her intelligence, and herself. She knew she’d zoned out a few times the last few days, but no one had mocked her over it, or thought her weird, she was… accepted here. Quirks and all.

  Maybe she’d just move in after all, and dump her apartment, once the lease was up anyway.

  She got out of bed, and slipped into the shower. Sometimes she just used spells, but nothing was as good as hot running water to relax the muscles. Well, that wasn’t quite true, magic could relax muscles just fine, but it was an immediate effect. There was something soothing about feeling the tension slowly flow out of her body. It was the process that was so appealing, not just the end result.

  When she got out she pulled out her spiciest sexy red panty and bra lingerie set. She always felt sensual when she wore it, and the idea of seducing Andrew into taking them off her made her feel even sexier. She shook off that thought, or she’d have soaked panties before she even got dressed. She chose a dark gray, almost black, pencil skirt, and a dark blue blouse. It was professional like all her clothes, but she thought these looked very good on her. She looked in the mirror, and realized she’d never really dressed for a man before, and felt so good doing it. Though, she’d deny it if accused of it. She slipped on a pair of black two inch heels, and headed for breakfast.

  She hoped the way she’d dressed worked, because she was a horrible flirt. Maybe she should ask Julia for advice there? Just in case it did work, she cast a contraceptive spell in her mind, and passed it off to a partition.

  “Good morning,” she said softly as she floated gracefully into the kitchen.

  She smiled as she sat down under Andrew’s warm gaze, as everyone returned her greeting.

  He asked, “How are you feeling this morning, you left kind of quickly after…” he trailed off.

  She replied, “Better thanks. I’m still coming to terms with it, but I’m feeling much better and more like myself this morning.”

  She started to fill her plate with scrambled eggs, fresh biscuits, and a piece of sausage.

  Julia said, “Thanks for the help last night, we were in trouble there for a minute.”

  She blushed, “All part of the service.”

  Julia just gave her a look, “How about the panties and half buttoned blouse part?”

  She turned redder, “Special performance? I didn’t think I had time to worry about that.”

  Julia giggled.

  Katia sighed, “I can’t believe I slept through the whole thing.”

  She shrugged, “It was pretty quiet for most of it, except the twenty or so seconds after they got past the wards, and the glass shattered. It was the magic that woke me up.”

  Andrew said, “I’m glad it did.”

  She blushed again, and looked into his eyes for a moment. He had an intent expression on his face, and a question in his eyes. Maybe she wouldn’t have to flirt at all. She broke their gaze and started to eat her breakfast, her stomach was doing flips, and she could feel his eyes were still on her.

  After breakfast, they moved to the study, Lilith and Julia didn’t follow this morning. Her heart was beating quickly, and she felt both nervous and excited. She was no stranger to sex, but for some reason with him everything seemed more intense.

  She moved over to sit in the chair across from his and felt a thrill when he closed the door firmly. She felt like she was out of control, and she didn’t want to gain control either.

  He walked over but didn’t go behind his desk, he leaned against her side of it, and she looked up into his eyes and her mouth went dry as she realized he really did want her. By the look in his eyes, he wanted her as much as she wanted to be taken. With her sitting, he was practically looming over her, with his strong well-built body, but she didn’t feel intimidated at all. She felt safe and hunted at the same time, desired, and felt a deep need to feel his touch.

  “I love your expressive green eyes, and you look beautiful this morning.”

  She blushed, but she refused to look away from his warm hazel eyes, which were sending tingles of pleasure down her back straight to her core.

  “Thank you,” she said, “Your eyes are warm, and strong.”

  He leaned forward, “I’m going to kiss you now, so if you want me to stop…”

  He stopped talking when she sat straighter, and moved toward the edge of the chair, meeting him halfway. His lips felt like velvet across hers, and her lips tingled and felt warm as they shared their first kiss. She couldn’t help it, she moaned softly into his mouth, which caused him to deepen the kiss, and she felt his hands on her cheeks, her neck, and then entwined in her hair.

  Her own hands seemed to have a mind of their own, as she caressed his hard abs, and up his chest as their kiss deepened. She sighed and opened her mouth to him eagerly, as she felt him slide his tongue along her bottom lip. Their tongues danced and wrestled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She gasped as he firmly grabbed her hips and lifted her to her feet.

  Then his hands were everywhere, leaving trails of fire on her back, sides, and then down to her ass. Her pussy clenched when he squeezed her ass hard, and lifted her up. Her legs went around his body, and she started to kiss down his jaw and onto his neck as she felt herself being carried. She ground against his manhood, and barely took notice that her pencil skirt had rode up to her upper thighs.

  “Andrew,” she said in a needy voice.

  He was breathing heavily as well, but his hands were firm as they held her, and suddenly they were on the couch, and she was straddling him.

  “Samantha,” He said back, with so much barely restrained lust it sent a shiver down her spine. The fact she affected him that way thrilled her.

  She sighed in pleasure as he kissed her and teased the sides of her breasts, and then gasped as he thumbed her nipples firmly through the fabric of her blouse, sending shocks of pleasure down her body and between her legs.

  “Touch me…” she said in a sultry begging voice she hardly recognized as hers.

  She moaned into his mouth, as he unbuttoned her shirt, and slid one of his hands against the bare skin of her stomach, and then higher as he cupped and squeezed her tits firmly but not painfully. His cock twitched against her center, and she ground down on it.

  “I need you Andrew… please.”

  He replied in a deep husky voice, “Need me to what Samantha?”

  She bit his lip playfully, “Need you to possess and fill me. Stretch me out and pleasure me. Whatever you want, I want you to take it from me.”

  Normally such words or thoughts would make her blush horribly, but right then in that moment it just turned her on ev
en more. She didn’t want to be in control, and she trusted him to take it from her, to merely exist in the moment and give herself to him.

  She gasped as he turned and tossed her down on the couch, then she sighed as she felt his hands roam slowly up her legs, leaving a trail of fire with his fingertips, the bonfire in her core getting hotter the higher he went. Her skirt was pushed up around her waist, and she smiled as the desire in his eyes flared as he took in her red panties, no doubt with a very dark wet spot.

  She felt him slide his fingers underneath the lace, and slowly and teasingly pull her panties down. She gasped as the cool air hit her wet and ready core, and her legs tried to spread of their own accord, but his grip was too firm as he slid her panties down and over her knees, her thighs opened and she exposed herself to his gaze, without shame or reservation.

  She was lost in a haze of lust. His scent, the strength of his hands on her, and the fever pitch her desire had reached, she had to have him inside of her, and now. She’d been dreaming of his long fat cock for long enough, she wanted to feel it, to pleasure it with her body, to feel it deep inside of her.

  His hands disappeared, and she felt the loss, but watched with eager eyes as he stripped in front of her. She’d seen his muscled body before, first through the spell, and then at the shifter mansion, but this time it was for her, her pussy clenched in anticipation. Her own hands moved of their own accord, and she removed her blouse the rest of the way, and her bra quickly followed. She felt his gaze rake down her mostly naked body, with the exception of the skirt bunched up around her hips, and she quivered in desire as he moved toward her.

  She’d expected him to spear her, but instead he dropped to his knees, firmly grabbed her legs and put them over his shoulders, and then ran his hands along the bottom of her legs, kneading and squeezing until he firmly gripped her ass, then he pulled her forward, as his head dipped toward her sex. His eyes burned with lust, and stayed locked on hers as he teasingly and lightly licked the folds of her labia.

  Her whole body jumped as if shocked, and then trembled in mixed pleasure and desire, as he started to make love to her sex with his tongue and lips. Her heart sped up further, at his moans of pleasure at her taste, and so far he’d avoided her clit entirely, and had her rising slowly higher and higher. Her core felt like a spring being coiled, and the tighter it got the more powerfully her body was filled with waves of euphoria stronger and deeper than she’d ever felt before.

  His hands kneaded her ass, as he feasted on her sex.

  “Don’t stop,” she begged.

  He just moaned in approval in answer, and started to lick deeper inside her with each long stroke of his tongue, dipping between her silken folds, and sucking in her liquid arousal as he brought her higher and higher. She was lost in the intense feeling of it all, and then when she didn’t think she could go any higher, and was uncontrollably grinding her pussy against his face and tongue, he licked deeper yet, and then went higher and sucked in her clit, and batted it with his tongue once.

  She gasped out his name, and exploded in blissful pleasure.

  She trembled under his tongue as he continued to lick and slurp up her liquid silken pleasure as she came down from her height. She’d never felt more out of control, or safer in her life, as she gave herself over to his firm demanding touch, and to the pleasure his every move seemed to engender in her. It was so much better than all her daydreams had been, they paled against the reality of his loving and firm touch.

  She screamed in wordless pleasure, as he did it to her again, the second orgasm was even more powerful than the first, and she’d never felt an orgasm so powerful before.

  She barely even felt herself being flipped and moved about as the euphoric bliss ripped through her body and mind, she sighed in pleasure and swiveled her hips, as she realized she was bent over the arm of the couch, and Andrew’s silken hard cock head was running teasingly up and down her labia. She tried to push back, but his firm fingers were around her hips, gripping tightly, as his palms and thumbs deliciously squeezed and separated her ass cheeks.

  “Please,” she said softly, in another breathy gasp of pleasure as his crown brushed her clit.

  She said, “Andrew,” in breathy sigh and clenched her teeth as he firmly pushed his thick cockhead into her tight little pussy.

  He said breathily, “You have such a pert sexy little ass. Samantha, you’re so tight.”

  She wiggled her hips, trying to get him deeper, and gasped when he spanked her ass.

  “Stop that, trying really hard not to explode right now.”

  She giggled naughtily, and felt a thrill run down her spine, he liked eating her out that much? She’d never had a man enjoy giving her oral sex before, nor had she ever come that hard during it herself.

  “Do it then, take me, claim me, we can do it again. I want to feel you in me, all the way in me.”

  He groaned and squeezed her ass more firmly as his cock sunk further inside of her, stretching her, filling her. She’d never felt so full, and she knew he still had a long way to go. She went up on her elbows on the couch cushion, arched her back as far as she could while lifting her ass. He slid in slowly, giving her tight passage time to get used to his invasion. It hurt a little, but there was so much pleasure as her pussy convulsed, squeezed, and conformed around his thick length that the pain didn’t matter.

  It was better than all her fantasies about it. He felt so thick and hot inside her, she could feel the veins teasing her labia and walls, and then she felt his pelvis against her ass, and tightened her pelvic floor muscles, squeezing his large invader, and she sighed in pleasure when she heard his grunt. He was hitting places inside of her she hadn’t even known she had.

  She moved the best she could under his firm hand, and wiggled to signal she was ready, more than ready, to feel him take her. She was pinned down, and could hardly move at all, but she’d never felt more in control than when he started to move in and out of her. At first in short slow strokes, but he quickly moved to hard and long strokes, pulling a gasp of pleasure from her lips each time their bodies smacked together.

  She said, “Cum for me Andrew,” and tightened around him again.

  His grunt was animalistic, and he pumped hard into her twice. She gasped as he expanded inside her even further, and when she felt him pulse inside her, she couldn’t help it, she exploded in ecstasy herself for a third time, her pussy tightened and convulsed around him, and her loud keen of pleasure filled the room…

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  I caressed her back and ass cheeks with a little awe, still buried deeply inside of her. Her body was more toned and limber than I’d dreamed. She’d felt impossibly tight around me, but then had kept gripping me in a silken vice of pleasure, only the wet friction and her silken walls had allowed me to move at all. I wondered how I’d found another woman who was incredibly passionate in bed, she’d given me everything. Her taste had been exquisite, and her sweet sexy moans, gasps, and other sounds of approval had been more of a turn on than I’d been imagining, with her naturally sexy voice.

  I usually had better control to last longer, especially with all the sex lately, but as this was our first time I supposed it wasn’t that much of a surprise. I’d still managed to last long enough to give her another orgasm.

  She said breathily, “That feels so good.”

  I continued to caress her softly as I slowly pulled out, then I pulled her upright and into my arms. I circled to the front of the couch, and sat down, claiming her in my lap, where she twisted sideways and claimed a sweet lingering kiss from me. I reached up and caressed her soft cheeks, and neither of us spoke for a minute or so, as I stared into her sexy green eyes, and she into mine.

  I said softly, “Is this moving too fast for you? I want you…” I started that sentence over, “We want you to join us in our bed tonight.”

  She bit her lip and blushed, and I thought I’d pushed way too hard, but then she said, “It is fast, but I want to join you all th
ere too. I wouldn’t have…”

  “Wouldn’t have what Samantha?” I asked in a gentle tone.

  She said, “I wouldn’t have slept with you like this, given myself to you in trust, if I wasn’t ready to embrace all of it. Or at least, I’m ready to try to embrace it, time will sort out the rest. I’m curious to see where this goes, with all of you.”

  I kissed her softly, and then said, “I wouldn’t have done this lightly either, and I’m very happy to hear that.”

  She slid off my lap and between my legs on the floor, and looked up at me with bright green eyes.

  “I think we have one more in us, before we get to work?”

  I smirked, “I was thinking more like two or three, and we can work after lunch.”

  Her eyes widened, and her breathing picked up, and then she took my half hard cock into her warm wet mouth. Her tongue and warm lips cleaned and sucked our combined liquid pleasure, and felt incredibly intense. Her soft moan of pleasure at the taste, and what she was doing, while staring up at me made me harden quickly in her mouth. She popped her mouth off my cock, and started to stroke it gently as she studied it for a moment, then looked back up into my eyes.

  She crawled back up into my lap and she somehow looked gracefully sexy doing it, and then she reached down and impaled herself on me in one smooth motion. There was plenty of lubrication from earlier, and she sighed in pleasure as her pussy once again conformed around me tightly.

  She said breathily, “I want to feel you explode in my mouth, but later.”

  She kissed me passionately, I didn’t mind our shared taste, and deepened it further and moaned into her mouth, as her hips started to grind, pivot, and circle on my cock. During each grind, she tightened her already taut passage around my girth.