Creation Mage 4

by Dante King

  I gave a theatrical sigh, walked over, and settled myself in an armchair near the bed.

  “I won’t have it be said by my biographers,” I said, “that I was not a team player.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Madame Xel grinned and beckoned Odette to her.

  Odette sashayed over to the other woman, a small and eager smile on her face.

  Madame Xel rolled onto her stomach as Odette reached the bed on which she was sprawled.

  Odette slowly and sensually untied the cord that held her chiffon robe closed. Her back was to me, her long, golden tail swaying lazily from side to side. Madame Xel’s eyes sparkled with unconcealed lust as the garment fell open.

  Odette, with the teasing skill of the world’s classiest stripper, shrugged first one shoulder, then the other out of the robe and let the garment drop to the floor. Her skin sparkled faintly in the warm light of the candles and the fire. Sparkled with a faint, ethereal golden sheen.

  My eyes followed the contours of her body. From her strong shoulders, my gaze moved south along the graceful line of her spine, taking in the expanse of smooth skin that I already ached to reach out and run my fingers down. The thin, golden dragon tail would have struck me as strange back on Earth, but now it was just another perfect feature on a truly magnetic woman. Her ass was rounded and full and swept downward into strong thighs. Her legs were muscled, which was unsurprising in a woman who had made her reputation as a warrior.

  Odette looked coyly over her shoulder. Her eyes were smoldering coals amidst the heavy eye make-up.

  “Do you like what you see, Mr. Mauler?” she purred.

  I felt like I had a panhandle shoved down my pants leg, I was that hard. I could have executed cock pushups if it had been necessary.

  “Uh, yeah,” I said. “Yeah, you could say that I like what I see, but that would be a gross understatement of the first order.”

  Odette giggled to herself softly.

  Madame Xel ran her hands up either side of Odette’s thighs, her fingertips leaving goosebumps of pleasure in their wake.

  “Such a sensitive girl you are, Odette,” she murmured.

  The succubus pulled the golden-skinned dragonkin roughly toward her. Odette let out a little gasp of surprise.

  “You’re going to squirt for me, aren’t you?” Madame Xel said, her voice urgent. “Aren’t you, Odette?”

  “Yes,” Odette said fervently. She cast another look over her shoulder at me. “Yes, I am.”

  With Odette’s back being toward me, I didn’t have a clear view of Madame Xel setting her mouth to the other woman’s box, but by the sharp intake of breath, I could easily imagine what was happening. It was the equivalent of a voyeur’s foreplay.

  Only being able to watch and not participate was a whole new experience for me. Obviously, if someone had come in then and said, “You’re all good, your magical abilities aren’t going to be compromised if you partake in this bit of slap and tickle”, I would have tagged myself in in a heartbeat. However, there was something extremely erotic in the frustration of having to watch these two hotties get it on. I was resolved not to focus on what I couldn’t do, but on the titillating scene playing out before my eyes.

  Can’t deny that this sure has helped to shake the hangover, I thought.

  Odette tilted her head back and began to moan softly as Madame Xel continued to put that tongue of hers to very good use. The Death Mage had one hand tangled in Madame Xel’s mauve hair. The other hand slid up her own body and began to flick and tease at first one nipple, then the next. The only sound was the soft lapping squelch as Madame Xel’s tongue probed at Odette’s sex.

  I was just on the verge of moving my position so that I could get a better view of the action when Madame Xel rolled onto her back and opened her own robe with a nimble flick of her fingers.

  Her perfect breasts, which would have been the envy of even the most artfully enhanced porn star, looked so inviting in the light of the flickering candle flames. Her stiff nipples stood up like a couple of soldiers standing to attention on the parade ground. Clearly, she was enjoying herself just as much as Odette was.

  Madame Xel reached up and around and grasped Odette Scaleblade by her smooth, round ass and jerked her close. Odette toppled gracefully forward, her elbows landing on either side of Madame Xel’s hips, while her knees straddled the other woman’s face.

  Oh. My. God, my stunned brain thought. Now that is a fucking sixty-niner.

  I had to admit that seeing it in person was a whole lot different to watching it on a screen through a site like Pornhub. From where I sat, I could see down the length of Madame Xel’s body, could just make out—every now and again—Odette ducking her head to lick and suck at Madame Xel’s center.

  Most of my immediate view though, was taken up by Odette’s ass and box, and Madame Xel’s head. I watched as my cock grew so hard that I could have cut through glass with it, like a diamond drill bit.

  Madame Xel swept her pink tongue up and down the length of Odette’s glistening slit, pausing to swirl it around her clit, which I could see was engorged and quivering. While she worked her cunning cunnilingus, she kneaded the Death Mage’s ass cheeks, pushing them together and then pulling them wide. For her part, Odette ground her crotch into the succubus’s face as Madame Xel stoked the sexual fire within her like a master.

  Like a mistress, I corrected myself.

  The two women panted and groaned louder as they worked on each other. Odette’s tail lashed through the air as her excitement grew. Madame Xel put two of her fingers in her mouth, slicked them up with spit, then slid them into Odette’s soaking coochie. It was such an erotic sight that, even if I had been told that I was good to join in, I might only have lasted a couple of strokes before I blew my load.

  Odette moaned throatily. Her head came up, and her pelvis came down. She ground her crotch into Madame Xel’s face, smearing the succubus’s face with her girl juices.

  “Yes, that’s it, just there,” the dragonkin said. “Fuck me faster now, don’t be shy. Be rough with me. I can take it!” she said breathlessly, before going back to eating Madame Xel out.

  Madame Xel grinned that white smile of hers and began pumping her fingers hard and fast into Odette. Fucking her with a stacatto rythm, until her fingers were almost a blur. Odette let out a low, keening wail, reached back, and pulled her asscheeks open as far as they would go. Without slowing the pace of her finger-banging, Madame Xel sucked on the index finger of her free hand and then slid it into Odette’s tight asshole.

  Odette let out an animal groan of pleasure. The kind that sounded like she wouldn’t have been able to control it, even if she had wanted to. Her back arched, and she began to pant in earnest.

  “Yes, that’s it, you filthy little devil,” the dragonkin said. Her voice had taken on a raw edge, a gutteral note.

  I looked at Madame Xel and saw that the succubus was smiling widely

  “You like that, do you, my dirty dragonkin, hm?” she said in a voice as sweet as honey and filled with a bottomless promise of having more tricks up her sleeve.

  Odette made a wordless noise, which I interpreted to mean “fuck yes, I do.” Madame Xel beamed widely yet again. Then she began to fuck Odette with a slow, deep movements of her hands in both holes.

  After a while, Odette said, “Justin, I want to see you. I want to see you watching us.”

  Madame Xel stopped with her finger-fucking, and Odette crawled up the bed so that she could sit on it, with her back against the wall and her knees pulled up to her chest. Her mouth, nose, and chin were covered in Madame Xel’s own wetness. A few locks of curly black hair had escaped from her headscarf, and her usually pinpoint eye make-up was smeared across her face.

  Madame Xel executed an athletic backward roll off the bed, which turned into a handstand and then slowly lowered herself to her feet. Then, she crawled back up the bed, her tight ass waving in the air. With a gleeful laugh, the succubus buried her face and fingers into O
dette’s gaping, pink box once more.

  Odette’s gaze was glued on my face as I watched Madame Xel continue with her good work. I really did wish that I could jump in just then and get involved. Wished that I could reach out, take Madame Xel by her hips, and thrust my cock into her from behind while she continued to ravish Odette. Wished that I could lie down between Odette’s strong legs, feel them wrap around my back, then fuck her like there was no tomorrow.

  That’s the thing about wishes though; no matter how much you want them to come true, sometimes they just can’t be made to bear fruit. But at least this was a promise of things to come, a promise of what would happen when I completed my final assassination mission.

  Madame Xel’s hand was a blur once again as she started to build up the momentum.

  Odette’s chest, her large breasts with their dark golden nipples that were almost bronze, heaved up and down as she got closer and closer to climaxing. Her mouth was open, her breath coming raggedly from between her lips. Her eyes were half closed. Occasionally, she would bite her lip and groan.

  “You’re close, aren’t you, Odette? I can feel it,” Madame Xel hissed happily. “I can feel that you’re going to cum for me this time, aren’t you?”

  Odette whimpered and nodded her head. Madame Xel’s hand flew as she pumped her fingers faster and faster into the other woman’s opening, using her thumb to rub roughly at her clit.

  “Yes, yes, yes, yes,” Odette moaned, spreading her legs wide and holding them open by grabbing onto her own calves, so that Madame Xel could finger her as deep as possible. “Yes, I’m close, you dirty devil! Finish me off! Finish me…”

  The last word was lost in a sudden wail that burst out of the Death Mage. She threw her head back with such violence that it cracked the wall behind her, though Odette seemed to not even notice. Her face was contorted with unadulterated ecstasy. Her mouth stretched in a grimace of unalloyed bliss. It seemed a pleasure that verged almost on pain—it was that intense. Her thighs quivered and twitched while Madame Xel continued to fuck her silly with her tireless fingers.

  Then Odette bucked and gasped, her chest heaved a couple of times, and she came.

  She squirted all over Madame Xel’s face; a jet of clear fluid that gushed out of her pink, open box and splashed across the succubus’ smiling mouth. The second pulsating jet went over Madame Xel’s head and down her back, as did the third and fourth. Odette cried out as she rubbed furiously at her clitorus, her eyes screwed shut and her nipples standing out about an inch from her breasts.

  I had seen a lot of sexy shit since I had entered the world of Avalonia, and I had been in a few extremely sexy situations, but this was something else entirely. Not having played a major role in things, I had a totally different perspective on this coupling. I couldn’t deny that I was into it in a big way.

  It was all over in about ten seconds or so. Odette collapsed back against the wall. Her eyes opened a little, and she regarded me through them. She was panting, and her face was flecked with her own girl juice. She licked her lips.

  “My, my, Mr. Mauler,” she said between snatched breaths. “Once we ‘ave communed with your father’s spirit, you really must join Madame Xel and I in a threesome. There is something about you that I cannot explain. Something intense. Something wild. Just ‘aving you ‘ere added an element to our sex that ‘ad not been there before. I can only imagine what it would be like were you to take part yourself.”

  My cock was throbbing in my pants. I would have given half my kingdom—if I had a kingdom, of course—to be able to stand up, walk over to the bed, and fuck Odette Scaleblade.

  There’ll be time for that later, my brain told me reassuringly. Enjoy the tension and use it, when the time comes.

  “Well,” I said, grinning, “I’m glad I could have been of service, ma’am. And you can bet that unbelievable ass of yours that, as soon as we find out whether my powers are limited or not, I’ll be taking you up on that offer.”

  Madame Xel got carefully to her feet. Her face was a mixture of delight and concentration. She was covered in Odette’s cum, her back and face literally dripping with it.

  She walked slowly over to the fire, where the mini cauldron was hanging over the crackling flames. Odette’s juice ran down her body in places but, before a single drop of the fluid could be wasted, she raised her hands into the air and muttered some arcane words under her breath.

  Odette’s ejaculate flowed together, snaking up and over Madame Xel’s body like tiny rivers running in reverse. Madame Xel cupped her hands in front of her, and the little rivers all flowed together, into the bowl that she had created with her hands. After only twenty or so seconds, she was standing with maybe a few teaspoons of fluid in her cupped hands. Before any could leak out between her fingers, she poured it into the simmering potion.

  I walked over to look at what was happening inside the cauldron. I saw instantly that the potion had calmed. It was now filled with a multitude of little bubbles like the carbonation you got in a bottle of champagne.

  “Is it ready?” I asked the naked succubus, who was staring at the potion intently.

  Madame Xel turned to look at me. She ran her gaze down my body, her eyes stopping on the bulge in my pants. “Yes, it’s ready. Ready to go. As are you, by the look of that tent you are pitching.”

  I shrugged. “You’d have to be made of stone not to get turned on by the show that you two just put on.” I gave a little snort of amusement. “Although, ironically, it does feel like part of me has been turned to stone because of the show you just put on!”

  Odette laughed and rolled off the bed. As she walked over to a chair and began to dress into her habitual skirts, shawls, and scarves, she seemed still a little weak at the knees. I pointed this out.

  “Yes, it seems I am a little weak,” Odette relied. “That has never happened before. Nor have I ever come quite that intensely. I believe you are the reason, Justin. Think what would happen should you ever get involved.”

  “Don’t get me started,” I said. “I only have so much self-control.”

  Odette made a throaty laugh. “Xel will, of course, have to join us.” She gestured at the other woman.

  I turned. Madame Xel was pulling a pair of extremely tight shorts up her long legs. She really was sex incarnate.

  “Yeah,” I said. “I know all about how much Xel can light up a bedroom.”

  Madame Xel slipped an equally tight shirt over her head and winked at me.

  “You love it, don’t you Justin?” she said.

  “I sure do,” I said. “Now, when do we get to drink this enhancing potion then? Now?”

  Madame Xel walked over to the cauldron and peered into it. She dipped her finger into the brew—the same finger, I noticed, with which she had been finger-fucking Odette—and then stuck it into her mouth.

  “Mmmm,” she said, “yes, it’s definitely ready. I’ll pour us each a measure.”

  As the potions mistress was retrieving some small glasses from a table, there came a knock at the door.

  “I imagine that will be Mortimer.” Odette straightened a shawl and put her collection of beaded and bone necklaces over her head.

  I walked over to the door and opened it.

  It wasn’t Mortimer. It was Alura.

  “Hello,” I said to Alura as I opened the door for her to come in. “Always nice to have a visit from my favorite princess.”

  Alura was a shrewd and intelligent woman, as well as an absolute uberbabe, and it only took her five seconds of being in the room to turn to me and say, “Justin Mauler, you are supposed to be abstaining from all things sex!”

  I laughed at this. “Damn, you are good! How did you know that there had been some hanky-panky going down in here?”

  Alura crossed her arms and raised a glittering eyebrow at me. “It smells like sex in here. There is that hot and heavy and dirty aroma in the air. Then there is the fact that Madame Xel is still getting dressed and that you are sporting quite the ummm,
you know…”

  I looked down. The outline of my cock was still very much in evidence.

  “Ah, yeah,” I said. “There is that.”

  “And you’re supposed to not be doing anything naughty, remember?” Alura pressed me.

  I was quite gratified about how personally she was taking this. It was clear that she really did care about my well-being. It was a fine thing to have someone like that in my corner.

  “Don’t worry,” I said. “I actually wasn’t involved in the physical side of things. That was all those two.”

  Alura shot an enquiring look at Odette.

  “It’s true,” the dragonkin affirmed. “Justin just watched.”

  “And man, was it tough,” I said.

  “I heard that you were staying at the inn, that you and another one of the Chaosbanes had a two man party yesterday evening,” Alura said. “That’s why I came to see if you were still here while I was taking my morning constitutional.”

  “Now, that you are here,” Odette said, “it might be worth you coming along on this last little quest of ours. We need to take out the Priestess Entwistle, and a young Gemstone Elemental of your prowess would be an asset we could well use.”

  Alura considered this for a moment or two, then she nodded. “Yes,” she said. “I’d be delighted to help in any way that I can. I only planned on spending the morning locked in my room studying anyway.”

  “If it is learning you are after,” Madame Xel said, tugging on one of her thigh-high boots and zipping it up. “There are few more valuable lessons that a young mage can learn than how to deal with someone like Mallory Entwistle.”

  “Speaking of which,” I said, “shall we take this potion now? Mortimer can have a sip when he gets back from whatever it is that he is doing for Odette.”

  I figured I’d not tell the Chaos Mage about the secret ingredient to the potion. Who knew whether pussy juice was something he’d choose not to imbibe, and he needed a pick-me-up after popping the cherry with his first hangover.

  Odette pulled the curtains that had shrouded the windows, and the gray light of dawn filtered in.