A Shadow Thief's Magic

by D. R. Rosier

  “So… you’re worried if you sleep with me, and perhaps others, it would somehow sour or ruin what you have with the princess? She loves you dearly you know, and I see the way you look at her. This is separate though, I’m attracted to you, and I know we’ll never be more than lovers, which is what I want. I love my work, you’re an attractive strong man who doesn’t treat me like a nice pair of tits, and I think we’ll be friends for many years assuming we survive this mess.”

  He cleared his throat, “Many years?”

  She laughed, “Of course,” she turned around and straddled him, and putting her arms around his shoulders she teased the back of his neck with her nails.

  He held her small waist with his hands, it was quite an effort to look up into her eyes, her tits were a bare inch from his mouth. She so wasn’t playing fair.

  She continued, “Even if Katy doesn’t give us permission to have fun when you’re married, we’ll still know each other, and in way, I’ll be working for you.”

  That took him by surprise, he hadn’t really thought much about that. He saw Kat as a woman, and his love. But what would he be if he married the queen? King, consort, or something else altogether? Did it really matter to him, power and wealth had never been a driving force in his life, it was why he’d made such a good thief, never too greedy to cut and run.

  She ground herself against him subtly, barely moving her body, the small motion was somehow much more seductive than a hard grind would have been. Yet her breasts swayed slightly from that small rocking movement, drawing his eyes. He was sure she could feel his cock hardening against her sex through their clothes. Fuck it, he could think later.

  He slid his hands down and lifted her shirt, which brought out a sexy smile on her face as she arched her back a little and raised her arms. She had a second piece of clothing that wasn’t quite a bra, perhaps something like a sports bra for support. He peeled that off of her body too and took a moment to admire her salient assets.

  They were much more than a handful, and perfectly formed. They were firm enough that they didn’t sag, but the sheer weight of them created a small downward angle, her nipples were dark and he could see them stiffening in the cool night air. Then he ran his hands up the soft skin of her back and into her hair, and pulled her face down for a kiss, crushing those breasts into his upper chest.

  She moaned into his mouth softly and rocked her body again, causing his cock to twitch and push up against her warmth.

  He broke the kiss and ran his hands to the front of her body and started to knead the bottom of her breasts, he couldn’t help but stare for a moment before he leaned his head forward and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

  She cried out in pleasure and increased the motion of her rocking, as well as the pressure as she ground against him. Her breasts were obviously extremely sensitive, so he was gentle as he sucked, licked, teased, and lightly squeezed her tits. Between the rocking stimulating her sex, and his careful attention to her over sensitive breasts, she came undone. She whimpered and trembled in bliss against him as he continued to pleasure her breasts to extend and raise her pleasure.

  She gasped out as she came down, “Fuck, your good at that. Most… hurt when they maul them. I need you in me, please Daniel. Fill me with that hard cock.”

  She got up and he pulled his shirt and pants off as he watched her get naked. She was so sexy, her beauty perfectly ripened, she was four or five years older than he was. He sat there, he thought she would mount him, but she didn’t. She went on all fours about five feet away and spread her legs enough to bare herself completely to him while arching her back and raising her butt invitingly.

  He stared at her beautiful mound from behind, and the tight rosebud that was on display above it. Her ass cheeks were rounded and looked supple. It was an incredibly submissive posture and invitation that stoked his lust.

  She looked back with a desire and hunger that was unmistakable, “My breasts are the only part of me that doesn’t like… a firm hand. Now please come fuck me with that big cock of yours, I need it Daniel.”

  He had to wonder for a second, if every woman in this world was a nymph. Katy and Erin seemed insatiable to him, and it seemed Gabby would be as well. He wasn’t complaining, perhaps it was just a side effect of having a society that didn’t shame sex, open desire and a healthy sex life seemed to be the norm. Without that shame society on Earth felt from being taught sex was wrong, there were no programmed inhibitions in this society. It seemed too much of a stretch that he had found three women with the same proclivities, unless they were common here.

  He didn’t want to keep her waiting, so he got up and knelt behind her, he caressed her ass softly, and then ran his hands between her inner thighs before checking her. Her labia were puffy and wet, and quite ready for him, not really a surprise after she’d already had an orgasm, but he was above average and didn’t want to hurt her so it was worth the check.

  He ran his cock up and down her ready sex, the smooth friction against his sensitive tip, and the moist heat caused him to moan in pleasure. He slid in slowly, losing himself in the sensation of her soft velvety walls as they stretched and hugged him with silken pleasure.

  He caressed her ass softly as she got used to him, and then spanked her drawing a gasp, he felt her tighten around him and heard a soft moan of pleasure leave her lips. He smiled, she wasn’t kidding about not being gentle.

  He started to saw in and out of her, he could see the side of her breasts peeking tantalizingly out from the sides of her body as he picked up speed. Her ass shook enticingly as he started to bury himself hard in her soft and milking sex. He spanked her hard and reached forward to grab her hair and roughly pull her head back while teasing her rosebud with the thumb on his other hand.

  She gasped, “Yes, harder, fuck me harder.”

  She started to buck and grind back against him hard as their bodies slapped together violently in an ever increasing violent rhythm.

  He knew he wouldn’t last much longer, her body was pure sinful pleasure as he rutted with her, spanked her, and teased her tight little rosebud with his fingertips. There was no way to hold it as she encouraged him to spank her harder, fuck her harder, and begged him to fill her up with his seed. She was perhaps the most vocal of the three, very submissive, and clearly enjoyed dirty talk.

  She went over the edge screaming his name until her body locked up and it was cut off in a gasp. Her sex locked tightly around him, a silken vice of pleasure that milked him as he continued to slam their bodies together. He expanded within her and intense pleasure washed through his body as he buried himself as deep as he could and unloaded within her silken depths.

  When he came down he collapsed on the ground next to her, and she cuddled up against him and kissed him lingeringly. Her eyes were soft and bright as she looked down at him, before she snuggled into him.

  She asked softly, “Do you think we have time for another round?”

  It was getting dark but he kissed the top of her head and said, “I think that can be arranged.”

  They in fact, went two more rounds before returning to camp. He discovered that Gabby was a woman who ran her own life, was independent, and decided who her lovers would be. But once decided on a lover, in bed, she was very submissive, when she decided on a lover she truly gave herself over to it.

  When Daniel got back, he didn’t see Katy, so he checked their tent. He found her lying on her side in a sexy pose, completely naked. Her waist was slightly twisted, and her legs opened for him in a wonton fashion. He’d just come three times, but he actually felt his cock come back to life at the sexy view of the woman he loved. He started to realize his biggest issue in life right now would be keeping all three of them happy and satisfied.

  But his main focus would always be Katy.

  Katy smiled seductively, her time for blushes gone, and he realized it wasn’t so much she couldn’t be embarrassed anymore, but that she completely trusted him with all that she was. She was
beautiful, perfect, and somehow his heart and soul, as surely as he was hers. His pessimistic side was still there, but it was just a whisper in comparison to the love and devotion he felt for his Kat.

  “I hope you’re not too tired?” she asked with a knowing smile.

  He shook his head, “Never for you love,” and he started to strip…

  Chapter 15

  He wasn’t sure if they worked it out, or if it was just a fluid thing that happened. But they all spent time with him during the ride for the next two days on some schedule they hadn’t bothered to provide. A comfortable intimacy developed between him and Gabby. He and Erin enjoyed their morning sparring sessions and what came after, and it seemed like despite what his social programming said from his old world, if anything him and Katy grew closer with each passing day.

  For now, it seemed their enemies, both the elves and Katy’s uncle, didn’t know they’d made it so far west yet. There were a few patrols, but nothing in strength and they barely even gave the four of them a look over. As for the Elves, they didn’t run into any at all. Still, he felt a bit nervous as they came within sight of the Ashbridge from a high vantage point.

  The city was large, the walls were closer to sixty feet all around.

  Katy said from next to him, “This was the seat of power for one of the other two kingdoms before they were joined. Duke Nemins is actually a direct descendent of the last king for that kingdom. He isn’t a grand sorcerer, but he does have access to five spheres and can be very dangerous if he catches us.”

  He nodded and studied the city. There was a river that ran through it north and west, with multiple bridges for crossing. The keep was actually situated on a small island in the middle of the river, a built in moat apparently. It was a large city and broken up into districts, he could see the smaller housing, the merchant’s quarter, the large noble houses, a warehouse district, and two market districts.

  “How will we get into the keep?”

  She smiled as if remembering a pleasant memory, “There’s a tunnel that runs under the river, it goes all the way to a tavern on the west wall. We’ll have to get a room there and then head for the cellars when everyone else is asleep and the common room is cleared out. Needless to say, Cynthia was quite a handful and used to get us in trouble on a regular basis. She’s a sneaky thing, you’d like her.”

  His lips twitched, “Let’s just hope she can be convinced to sneak in our favor.”

  Katy pulled him closer for an impulsive but quite thorough kiss, he almost fell off the horse but it was worth it.

  She said softly, “We should go Daniel, it may take the rest of the afternoon to make it across the city.”

  He nodded and they headed down the slope of the hillside on the road which led straight to the gate. Erin took the lead as their guard, Katy of course was still posing as his wife, and Gabby was posing as his business partner, and at her insistence, his mistress.

  He remembered her explanation, what it came down to was they flirted entirely too much to claim they were just business partners, they were too comfortable with each other now and anyone the least bit perceptive would pickup that they were lovers. It was better to stick as close to the truth as possible.

  She’d been right of course, he should have thought of it himself.

  He thought it was a little too easy as they got through the gates with a minimal inspection. The guards had been more interested in Gabby’s breasts and Katy’s lithe curves than in searching their packs in a thorough manner, much less ask probing questions. He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised they weren’t recognized, Katy was wearing one of the dresses common to the village women, but perhaps a little nicer since she was posing as a merchant’s wife. She also had an illusion that made her very distinctive strawberry blonde hair more of a lighter blonde.

  She was still stunning of course, but he’d worked with her on her bearing as well, and she was managing not to look commanding and important. Hopefully no one would piss her off, because he knew if that happened she would default back to that stance.

  He had to admit, outside of her magical aura she looked very different from the woman he’d met with the fancy flowing dresses. He’d had to drop the spell looking for shadows of larger mammals, because in this place he’d sense so many he’d go crazy. But he was so used to knowing exactly where all four of them were for situational awareness, that he tweaked the spell and connected with just them as they moved down the street.

  Erin seemed to know exactly where to go, so he just followed along and tried not to look lost as they made their way slowly through the city. It was even worse when they passed through a market district, they’d had to stop several times. He’d noticed a few pickpockets in the crowd, but so far none of them had approached the four of them.

  Still, he hoped this wasn’t a mistake, as it wouldn’t be as easy to flee this city as it would have been to run from one of the villages. He almost laughed as he pictured the guards on horses as they walk chased them around the city. Of course that wouldn’t happen, the people would all run to the sides if the soldiers demanded it.

  Despite the overcrowded conditions, the place seemed decently clean, more like a modern city on Earth save the advanced architecture, as opposed to a medieval city where sickness and bad sanitation was a given. He supposed it made sense, back on Earth they didn’t know about bacteria and virus yet. Here they had the life and nature magic, so they’d know sanitation was important.

  He wasn’t claustrophobic about crowds, but it was still a relief when they reached the other side of the city and stabled the horses. The tavern was crowded, and only had one room left with two beds. There were four of them now, but he knew Erin wouldn’t be happy sleeping away from Katy, and neither would he, so they all wound up in the same room. That might limit his fun time, but it was better that they stick together…

  -Cynthia Nevins

  Cynthia got dressed as her ladies maid luxuriously stretched out in her bed. Her father would be scandalized by her behavior… dressing herself that is. She smiled, her ladies maid was more her lover than anything else. She liked men too of course, but there was something about loving another woman that satisfied a deep need in her.

  Men were good for a fuck and pleasure, but she loved the way a woman would take care of her on more than that level. Most of the men she met were only good for snoring after a tumble.

  She walked over and brushed her lips softly against Tara’s, she wanted to crawl back into bed and cuddle, but something important had come up.

  “Sorry to abandon you Tara, I need to speak to my father.”

  Tara smiled, “I’ll straighten up when you’re gone.”

  She fought a smile and caressed her face, “Just make sure you’re still naked when I get back.”

  Tara’s eyes sparkled, “Yes Princess.”

  She stuck her tongue out and made for the door. She hated being called that, since it was an empty title. Technically she was a princess. Her line was in the succession, but only if all of the Lendaran royal family was dead. Although it appealed to her on a certain level, she knew if that happened they’d be in another war as the scepter would become useless. No, she was quite satisfied to become a duchess one day, although not nearly as thrilled at the idea of taking a husband. She was twenty two, and her father’s only child, it was a responsibility that she knew was coming.

  Her father however wasn’t nearly as accepting about the idea of leaving the crown to the Lendaran line, especially with that great idiot in charge for the last year. He was confident that their armies could hold back the elves without a magical artifact to back them up, but she wasn’t quite so sure. Why take the gamble? An occasional nod to the west was worth the comfort and rule of this city.

  Why were men so damned greedy?

  She knocked on her father’s door feeling ambivalence. What would her father want her to do? She knew where her loyalties lay, no matter how conflicted she felt about what she was about to do. She heard him cal
l out to enter, and she walked into her father’s suite.

  Duke Nemins asked, “What is it daughter, I’m a little busy today.”

  She sighed, “She’s here father.”

  The duke put down a parchment and leaned forward in his chair, “Are you sure?”

  She nodded, “I felt her pass by over the market bridge an hour ago, she was heading west. I don’t know why she’s here, but I’ve no doubt she’s coming here tonight.”

  The duke said skeptically, “I didn’t feel anything.”

  She shrugged, “We were very close as children, her aura was very weak because of the distance, but I’d recognize it anywhere. Imposter or not, it’s the same girl I played with when we were toddlers, of that I’m sure.”

  The duke frowned, “Alright, here’s what I want you to do…”

  -Lianeth

  “Report!”

  Aria looked down at his feet with a tic at the corner of her mouth.

  “As far as I can tell your majesty, they seem to have bypassed Brightmill altogether. The elves are poised along the border in greater numbers than in the past hundred years, and they seem to be waiting for something. I would suggest increasing the guards covering you.”

  He shook his head and glared at her in disgust, “So you don’t know where she is right now then?”

  She shook her head and composed her thoughts. She couldn’t afford to be caught in a lie.

  “It’s hard to say without knowing exactly what her plans are. If they are still heading west, it’s possible they’re already in Ashbridge.”

  He considered that a moment, Aria seemed to be even more obstructionist lately, but if worse came to worse he wanted her out there leading their armies.

  “Contact the duke, have him double the guards at both gates and keep an eye out for the imposter.”