Sacrifice

by Underwood, Patrick

  Was that being selfish? It’s possible. But the care and love I saw glancing back at me told me it wasn’t.

  “Storms coming in,” I said, stating the obvious.

  “It is,” Tas said before she closed her eyes and resumed her kiss with me.

  Tyla joined, and again we were kissing each other.

  The kiss between the three of us was slow and passionate. Not rushed with need or lust. Our tongues snaking out to meet each other’s, shifting back and forth between us.

  Hands caressed my body, rubbing up my abs and chest, which had developed well over the few short weeks I had been in the new world.

  Then I realized that I could not return those caresses as I had a body of a young, beautiful woman on each of my arms, pinning me down.

  There are worse problems to have in this world.

  Tyla lifted away from the kiss, letting Tas have my mouth to herself as she sunk lower down my body. I felt her hands grab the belt on my pants and slowly untie the leather binding.

  Another flash went through the tent, followed by a boom, much closer to us. I could hear the wind in the distance, but our tent seemed protected from the worst of it. Then the first drops of rain sounded from outside. The smell of ozone and rain permeated the tent and mixed with the smell of arousal and sex we had created.

  None of that distracted us.

  Tyla released my manhood and pulled my pants and underwear down around my legs. I lifted each leg to help her pull them off me.

  Now fully in the nude, I continued my passionate kissing with Tas, my eyes closed, as Tyla moved away from me. I could feel her moving on the ground next to me before she returned, tapping Tas on the shoulder and taking her place, putting her now familiar mouth to mine as we also shared a kiss.

  Tyla, now fully nude, mounted on top of me and broke the kiss to sit straight up, her womanhood rubbing against my exposed cock but not putting it into her channel. Slowly moving her hips back and forth over me while Tas joined us by removing the last of her clothes.

  When Tas finished removing her own panties, she sat down, staring as Tyla edged me for a while, her hand sneaking down to her crotch. Her bush was trimmed but not shaven, and it was colored the same shade of red as her hair. She fully exposed herself to me as I glanced back and forth between her and Tyla.

  “I am getting him ready for you,” Tyla said with a smile at Tas.

  “Um… what should I do?” Tas asked nervously.

  “What would make you happy?” I asked.

  “I… don’t know. I like the idea of being where Derk is right now, but I also want to give as much as I get.”

  Tyla smiled. “I have an idea. Why don’t you put yourself on his face, while I put my mouth on him? Then we can go from there.”

  “That… sounds like fun.” Tas smiled and started getting up. “Is that something you want?”

  “Tas, I want you to feel special tonight. Don’t worry about my needs. This is about you.”

  She nodded and moved, albeit with a little uncertainty, and placed herself over my waiting mouth. Looking down at me, she took a hitching breath before placing her entrance on my waiting tongue.

  Tasnia also had a flavor to her. While it was not enough to build a scientific consensus, I think the power of the Chosen was the cause. A part of my mind parsed this information, as I tasted hints of clove and chocolate as my taste buds explored her inner depths.

  My sight now removed, I could only feel the touch and the warmth of Tyla’s familiar mouth enveloping my erection, as she put me inside her mouth and swallowed as far as she could.

  “Mmm,” I groaned as my tongue never stopped working on Tas, making her squirm on top of me as her breath hitched repeatedly from the new sensations she was experiencing.

  Her leg muscles clenched and unclenched around my head. I wrapped my arms around her legs and used my fingers to explore her… other opening.

  “Oh,” Tas moaned. “Just like that, just like that,” she said when I found her sweet spot, running my tongue deep inside her front entrance while pleasuring her rear entrance with my finger.

  I never inserted my finger, just rimming her back door in a circular motion.

  “Oh, gods!” Tas screamed, timed perfectly with the next round of thunder.

  Her body convulsed when the orgasm hit, causing her to lift off me and fall to her side.

  Tyla stopped working my cock, moving over to Tas as she recovered from her bliss. “I am guessing you liked that?”

  “Yes!” Tas said through her heavy breathing. “Give me… give me a second.”

  Shivers were still running through her body.

  “What did you do?” Tyla asked, glancing up at me.

  “Uh, I did that thing with my finger that you like. I think she liked it even more, though.”

  “Naughty girl,” Tyla said, moving over to kiss Tasnia on the mouth. Then she pressed Tasnia’s shoulder back and moved her so that she was on her back. Reaching down, she spread the Red Headed beauty’s legs up to me. “Take her, Master. I think she is ready.”

  Tasnia lifted her head and gazed deep into my eyes. “Please?”

  I moved above her and inserted the tip of my manhood to her entrance but not putting it inside, instead glancing one more time at her to make sure it was what she still wanted.

  Nodding at me, she reached forward and grabbed my engorged dick, guiding it inside her velvety tunnel slowly.

  “Oh gods, it’s tight,” she said.

  “You get used to it,” Tyla said with a giggle as she started making out with Tas again.

  I took over from Tas and guided my rock-hard member slowly inside her, slowly rocking back and forth, each forward motion going just a little deeper than the previous.

  Before long, I was fully inside her, and she wrapped her legs around my back. Tyla stopped kissing her and moved to sit spread eagle behind her new lover and friend, a leg on each side of Tas as she reached down to pleasure herself while she watched us become one.

  I gave Tasnia a few more seconds to get used to my girth before I drove into her with force. My motions started off slow and steady before rapidly picking up the pace.

  Tasnia used her legs to grip me tighter, hampering my freedom of motion as I bucked back and forth.

  “Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned repeatedly as the pleasure invading her body consumed her. Feeling my end was near, I started hammering into her as fast as I could.

  “I’m going to cum!” I groaned.

  “Accept the offer if you want to,” Tyla said into Tasnia’s ear.

  The girl barely acknowledged the words.

  I felt the pressure build and the power inside me pulsed. Before I could do anything else, I was shooting both my seed and power deep inside the sexy and sweaty woman.

  “Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, I accept!” she shouted as I spasmed in her.

  Her body glowed with my now familiar white light as she came at the same time. It exploded out of the both of us, even making Tyla cum from the residual energy that washed over her.

  The darkness assaulted my senses, creeping into my brain and demanding I submit to unconsciousness. I tried to fight, but it proved more than I could handle.

  Before even a heartbeat passed, I collapsed forward onto Tasnia and passed out next to her.

  28

  Improvements

  I found myself once again in my… dreamscape? Still not sure what it was, since it seemed to be random in its appearance. Twice, it had appeared to me in a dream, and twice I could enter it while awake.

  If I ever spoke to Vex again, I would have to ask for an instruction manual or something. His explanations were absolute shit.

  Two spheres were now orbiting me lazily as I gazed around the space created by my mind. Studying it more carefully this time, I noticed I was on a gray concrete looking floor that spanned about twenty feet in diameter around me before it stopped.

  At the edge, I noticed a darkness of some type that spread up above me like a dome. But occa
sionally I could see small lights trying to peek through the blackness, like a star scape that faded in and out. It reminded me of my time back on my old ship in my marine days.

  The familiar pang of loss tried to claw its way in from the memory, but I glanced at the two spheres orbiting me and realized that it just did not have the bite that it did even a few weeks ago.

  If offered the chance to go back, I could honestly say that I would decline.

  I missed Jessica, but the pain was like that of a parent who died twenty years ago. Real, but distant. If I had one regret, it was Adam, my son. I hoped that he — and even his mother — lived a happy life in whatever reality those alien assholes had created for them.

  Focusing on the newest sphere in my orbit, I noticed it had a reddish orange hue to it. It also had a link that went down into my chest, intertwining with Tyla’s just before it entered me.

  I extended my senses to it and felt that it was not sure of itself and its place yet, if I had to place the feeling from the sensation.

  But I sensed happiness and belonging with that insecurity, along with all the other emotions I would expect from her.

  Anger and sorrow battled with the hope and excitement as well.

  The anger and sorrow concerned me only for a moment before I remembered what had happened to her father. Concerned, I pressed a little deeper to see if I could sense her true feelings. Giving me the impression that by accepting her when she asked, and not denying her, it helped relieve some of the pain. The utter feel of belonging to something, and with someone, made her feel better.

  She was human in the extreme, with all the complicated feelings that come with that.

  That also soothed some of the guilt I felt. I needed to remember that not all people looked at life the same as I did. They just wanted to belong to something, even if they gave up a part of themselves for it.

  I moved on and studied the connection where both spheres met in my chest, giving each of them a very subtle shade of lavender along with the normally bright white energy spreading throughout my body.

  I noticed that the blue in Tyla’s sphere was a deeper shade now, but I was not entirely sure what that meant. Was it a manifestation of her power growing, or from our connection?

  Experimenting a bit, I reached forth with my hand and held both spheres, one in each hand. Sensations deeper than before rolled through me. I felt Tyla and Tas sleeping, and I could almost sense their dreams as well.

  I wanted to push power into them again to see what would happen, but I did not need a repeat of the last time I tried this. So instead, I tried just a small trickle of energy into each.

  I paused quickly after I began, unsure exactly how long it was since I could not tell time in the dreamscape. But I listened intently for any sounds that tried to break through, hearing nothing.

  So, I continued my experiment and slowly increased the power in each and watched as their spheres grew brighter, though the color did not change.

  I put the two spheres together so that they touched, for it to make it easier to focus, then something odd happened. A slight flash of light burst forth and as I pulled them apart, a new connection formed between the two, each sending a shot of color into the other as though a drop of oil on water.

  It was small, almost a thread, no bigger than a hair really, but it was there, and I saw it. Where they met, the same lavender shade formed from it as the energies eventually mixed.

  I tried to increase its size by pushing more power into the connection, but before I could get any farther, a sensation of warmth enveloped me near my groin, and it pulled me from the dreamscape before I could figure out what it was.

  “Oh, shit,” I exclaimed as my body spasmed.

  The orgasm consumed me before even opening my eyes, and the sensation sent streaks of light through the darkness.

  When the sensation passed, I glanced down at the two girls with their big smiling faces looking back at me.

  “Good morning. Who gave me the surprise?” I asked.

  “It was a combined effort,” Tyla said.

  “Since we woke up to a… pleasant surprise ourselves, we thought we would share while ya were asleep.”

  “Oh, you felt that? I was trying to be gentle.”

  “You were, Master, it was like a…” Tyla struggled to find the words. “Gentle feeling of pleasure, not the mind-blowing explosion you gave me last time. But I recognized it. Also, something else happened.”

  “What?” I asked.

  Tyla shared a glance with Tas.

  “I… am not sure. I suddenly had more power, but I also felt different too,” Tyla finished.

  “Me too,” the redhead added.

  “OH, well, the weirdest thing happened…” I said as I explained what had happened.

  “Ya mean we might have each other’s powers?”

  “I honestly don’t know what it means. We will just have to test it out and see. Remember, I am in the dark as much as you are about this stuff.”

  I got up from the tent and took care of the personal business outside, adding to a puddle away from our camp. The rain had passed, but mud and rainwater were everywhere in the dawn’s light. Looking north, I could see no sign of the fire like I could yesterday, so hopefully it had been put out by all the rain and our trail was impossible to follow.

  Our tent held up well, though it had help from the rock overhang. The trees nearby did not fare quite as well with broken branches and even a couple overturned saplings in evidence.

  “Food,” Tas said as she handed me a small bowl of leftovers from the night before, along with some preserved fruits on the side. “It’s not much.”

  “Thank you, Tas… How do you feel, by the way?”

  “Not much different, honestly. Powerful compared to yesterday, I can feel it deep inside of me and would really like to test out what I can do.”

  “Not what I meant.”

  “I know. It’s hard to describe. Yesterday, I had a giant hole where my dad used to be, but I also had this desire to be part of what ya and Tyla had. Today?” She thought about it. “I feel I would do anything for ya and even Tyla. But it does not feel like the compulsion I was expecting so much as… the biggest desire I could want and a feeling of pleasure to see your needs met.”

  I took a bite of the rabbit. It was cold, but I was hungry.

  “I know that doesn’t make much sense. I admit, a small part of me was terrified I would want to be yer slave when I woke up, even if I knew you were not that way. But I can feel it here.” She tapped her chest. “That ya want me to be happy, not controlled. It’s more like my love for you was just amplified, not forced. Like it grew a thousand-fold overnight, and I went from infatuation to the deepest love one can have for another… Does that at all make sense? Or am I just rambling?”

  “Rambling a bit.” I laughed. “But that’s fine. And I can’t be sure what is normal. I felt some of what you are going through when I… touched you in my dream-state. I felt the loss you have for your father.”

  She nodded, and her eyes had a strained expression on them. “That did not change really, but when I… joined with ya, it became less… no, not less. More like a balance of joy to the pain, but not a lessening.”

  “I think, Master,” Tyla said, walking up behind us. “Your bond has matured since you have been here. When we first joined, I felt it as a command to obey, which I did happily at the time, but now it is more like a promise. That you will love me if I am faithful and loving to you. I think you are changing it as we go.”

  “So, you have a choice rather than a binding?” I asked, hopeful.

  Tyla and Tas shared a look.

  “It’s hard to explain. It’s a feeling of warmth that envelopes us, not a chain that binds us. Though it feels like you could do that if you wanted, I do not worry about that happening because of who you are,” Tyla said and Tas nodded in agreement.

  “Tas, I am going to wait, but I may ask in the future, that you allow me to try to release yo
u. Just to be sure it's what you really want and give you the chance to see if this is what you really want.”

  “If that is yer wish.”

  “Thank you. I honestly don’t know if I made a mistake, but I found I desperately wanted you with us and I couldn’t say no last night. I hope you don’t hate me for it later.”

  “I have never felt happier about my direction in life, Derk. Losing father stings fiercely, but knowing I belong to you… with you... takes the sting out of it some.”

  I nodded, and we stood there in comfortable silence as we ate our food, each in our own thoughts.

  * * *

  “That is amazing, Tyla. And no one you have ever heard of has done that before?” I asked, looking at the devastating results of her latest experiment.

  “Not by themselves. Combat magic with another person is… complicated. It takes knowing each other extremely well in stressful situations. The instructors at the academy said the most successful were also lovers.”

  I gazed one more time at the results. “Very impressive Tyla. Well done, indeed. If we get into a fight, it will even the odds with any non-magic users.”

  “Thank you, master!” she said, beaming at my praise.

  It had been three days since Tas had joined us, and we had discovered many things about the bond I created between the three of us.

  “I still can’t externalize anything, still have to be touching it for it to work.” I lifted my broadsword in front of me, willing some fire element into it. A soft glow coated the blade, barely noticeable, really. But the heat that generated off it warped the surrounding air. “But this should cause plenty of damage. Should I hit anyone with it, I am going to guess it’s about a thousand degrees. But it makes no sense compared to the physics I learned on earth. The metal doesn’t even look warm.”

  “My understanding is that the magic is using the blade or object as a focus. It is not actually in the blade but using it as a conductor and covering its surface, and your will directs it away.

  “It also still astounds me how you can imbue the object so soon but cannot cast a bolt of fire or water, master,” Tyla said.