by D. Levesque
Deciding to be a good partner, I take her into the still running shower, and the hot water cascades off both of us. I turn her so she is facing away from me, and grabbing some of her long black hair, I bring her head back while pushing down on it simultaneously, which causes her to arch her back and brings her ass up in the air. She moans at that, and I can tell it’s a moan of pleasure. Oh, so she likes to be taken, does she? Reaching down to my now hard cock, I slowly line it up with her wet pussy. Once I am lined up, I slowly bring her back using her hair and a hand on her shoulder. I can feel her wetness, and it helps my hardness slide in, but then I hit a pressure or barrier. I pause, but since I know she wants this, I keep going. Instead of pushing her back onto my cock more, I force myself forward slightly.
Then I am through. Johanne doesn’t even flinch. If anything, she pushes herself back on to me even harder. Then slowly, I start to move my cock in and out of her tight pussy, amazed at how it feels. She is so wet that I don’t even need to worry about hurting her. As I start to move more and more, her moans begin to intensify. I slowly bring her up using her hair, and once she is where I want her, I remove my hand from her shoulder and reach around to her tits. I start to massage them as I keep going in and out of her pussy, not changing the pace. It feels amazing to me, and I am not looking to blow my load quite yet.
I start to pinch one nipple as I am going in and out of her, and while I don’t want to increase the pace, she isn’t letting me keep it slow anymore. Now she is starting to slam herself against me. She has her hands against the shower wall and is pushing herself backward hard as I push forward into her. Suddenly, as I pinch her nipple hard, she stops moving, and her legs start to shake. She is having an orgasm, so I decide now is a good time to keep going, but harder.
Letting go of her breasts, I grab her hips, and I start to slam into her harder and harder. She is now screaming, and her legs are shaking even worse than before. But I am holding onto her hips, and keeping her up. I feel the need to cum, but I try to hold on to it longer, and I keep slapping her ass against me. I can feel the muscles around her pussy squeezing me over and over, and they are getting stronger and stronger. It’s almost hard to pull out now since her pussy is sucking me in so far. Finally, I can’t bear it anymore, and as my own orgasm reaches me, I pull her tight to me, and I cum in her. Over and over. Now, the only thing that is holding her up is me. As I can tell, she has no strength left.
Still holding her, I kiss her shoulder, her neck. I have one arm wrapped around her, holding her to me. I can still feel her pussy walls tightly wrapping around my cock. I can tell she is having mini orgasms. She is panting so hard that I can hear her over the shower. Finally, her breathing becomes semi-normal again, and she leans her head back against me, and I kiss her ears, her cheek.
“That,” she starts, but clears her throat. “That was fucking amazing. Oh, we are for sure doing that again.”
So, after washing each other, we end up doing it again another two times. Once in the shower before the hot water runs out, and another time on the bed in my room.
After we are done, we are lying in bed, Johanne sleeping next to me. It’s already late, and I heard the girls coming home earlier, but I didn’t want to disturb them. But I honestly have to piss. Slowly getting out of bed, trying not to wake her up, I go to my bedroom door and open it and walk into the main room.
Sitting at the table are Silvana and Lina, and they are both talking quietly. Shit. Talk about awkward. Closing the door, I point to the bathroom.
“I was just heading to the washroom. Johanne is already asleep,” I tell them both awkwardly.
Walking to the washroom door, I go in and do my stuff, wash my hands, and head back out. Both of them are staring at the door as I come out. What the crap?
“Come join us, Brandon,” Silvana says with a warm smile. Lina offers a smile of her own and pats the seat next to hers.
Sighing, I head over. Might as well get this over with. Not sure what they want.
“So, how was your night with Johanne?” Lina asks me eagerly.
“Hmm. Good?” I tell her, awkwardly.
“Come on, Brandon, stop being an old man. You know we aren’t young like Johanne. She is part of your pack now, and we want to make sure you treated her well,” Lina says with a smile.
“Lina, you aren’t older than Johanne yourself,” I tell her with a raised eyebrow.
That causes both girls at the table to laugh, but they catch themselves and lower the volume. Lina wipes a tear from her eye.
“How old do you think I am, Brandon?” Lina asks me with a grin.
“I figured 24 or 25 years old?” I say, now unsure.
“Ah, thanks, hon. But I am 78,” she tells me and laughs at my shocked look.
“We do not age like humans, Brandon. While I might be 402, I am, according to my culture, what you humans would consider young, about 22 to 25 years of age. Lina, in her culture, is technically considered just of legal age, about 19 years of age,” Silvana says, also laughing at my reaction.
“Which is why we wanted Johanne to go first. This is not our first time, as I am sure it wasn’t yours?” she asks me inquiringly.
“Yeah, I am not exactly a 21-year-old getting his rocks off for the first time. I have been around enough at the ripe old age of 32. With my looks, I had lots of women think I was hot in bed. Tall, athletic, and long blond hair? I was a geek, I spent a ton of time telling women no, so I didn’t lack,” I tell them both honestly. One thing I got from my parents was looks and brains, but it didn’t mean I was vain. I just hated shallow women, so I was selective in who I dated. But those I did date more than made up for it. I learned quite a lot since I started having sex at the age of 18.
“So how long will Johanne live? Is she like you two because she is also a magical creature?” I ask them both curiously.
Then the room gets quiet. Lina looks at Silvana, who looks at her. Sighing, Lina says, “No. Werefolk’s magic causes them to burn out early. The fact that your mother is still alive, I would say, is partly because of her heritage. Your mom isn’t a normal Werefolk.”
“I don’t get it? She isn’t a Werewolf like she says my dad is?” I ask them, confused.
“No, your mom is the last of the Werelions, or Werelionesses,” Silvana joins in the conversation. “She can live up to a thousand years. Her magical pool is bigger, so she does not burn out as quickly.”
I can’t believe what I am hearing. If your pool is what makes you live, how long am I going to live for? I have a fucking lake. But that means that compared to them, and me, Johanne’s time here will be short. Dammit, I just found her! Silvana must see my anger and figure out why, because she puts her hand on mine, softly squeezing.
“Both of us, we think we might have figured a way to extend her life. We were hoping you would come out and, well, relieve yourself after that session you had with her,” Silvana said with a laugh at my blushing.
“So what is this plan? Because if it makes her live longer with all of us, to be honest, I am up for it,” I tell them both strongly.
“We were hoping you would say that,” Lina says with a grin. “But it’s not only to make her live longer. What we want to do is actually make us all stronger too.”
“Now you lost me,” I tell her. “What do you mean to make us all stronger?”
“You know that story your mom told us about how she got injected with that blood from that capsule from what she called our progenitors?” Silvana asks.
“Yeah, but when they tried to find traces of it in her body, they couldn’t find it. It’s like it disappeared,” I tell her, now really confused where this is going. What the hell is she trying to say?
“What if it’s in you already? And what if you were to transfer it to us? What do you think would happen?” Silvana says. Lina is so excited she is sitting on the edge of her seat.
“Transfer? How? Do a blood transfusion?” I ask, now past confused and in the zone of perplexed.
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nbsp; “Threads of Faith,” Lina says excitedly.
“What?” I ask her blankly.
“Hear me out,” Lina starts, patting my hand reassuringly. “You already have a Thread of Faith with me, after I bit you. What if you were to bite both Silvana and Johanne? But first, we want to test it out with me. What if, through that link of ours, you were to transfer a large amount of your blood. Not the tiny bit you did before, but enough to change me? We think, Silvana and I, that if enough is transferred, I will become like you, well, not as strong a version of you, since you will always have the stronger blood, as a Silver Magi, being the first.”
“Wait,” I say in shock. “You think that if I do what I did to you weeks ago, where you kind of well, orgasmed from it, but transfer you a larger amount, that it would somehow change your physical self and you would become like what I am? And what’s a Silver Magi?” I ask, looking at both of them.
“Yes, and let me tell you, I would gladly go through that again without my father looking. To say that was an orgasm was putting it mildly. With just the small amount, I was able to feel a difference. As for the Silver Magi, it’s what we are calling you. Silver can not affect you, and you are a Magi, what we would call the strongest mage,” she says, eagerly at that last part.
Looking at Silvana, she nods at me. “I wish you to bite me. You can already change to your half-hybrid, so I want you to bite me in that form after. If what we do works with Lina,” she says hesitantly.
"Afraid?” I ask her.
“Petrified,” she tells me, nodding her head vigorously.
“But I want to be with you, always,” she tells me softly.
“And Brandon, I want the same thing. I just met you, but you are someone who I can say, I hunger for, but not in the way you think. To me, there has always been this emptiness. I used to do whatever I wanted, but I never felt satisfied until I met you,” Lina says to me.
“But also, we want to take the risk of failure. I have taught you all I can about magic, and Lina has told me she could not teach you anymore since she says you have almost surpassed her, and all you need is to use the skill to gain experience. With Johanne, she still has tons to teach you, but also, we don’t want to get Johanne’s hopes up if this fails,” Silvana tells me.
“What if it fails with either of you, and you die?” I ask them, because honestly losing either one of these beautiful ladies scares me.
“What I want you to do is, as we have been doing in training, I want you to fill me up with power that will give me some pretty big heals. Then, I will be watching for anything going wrong, and if I need to, I can stop you and heal her,” Silvana says confidently.
“And yourself?” I ask her?
“Brandon, I can heal myself, and if I can’t, you can after biting me,” she says, trying to ease my mind.
“Very well,” I tell them both, still not liking the choices, but if this works? The thought is mind-boggling.
“When did you want to do this?”
“No time better than now, is there? It’s quiet, and Johanne is sleeping. This way, if it does fail, she won’t know anything about it.”
“She already knows,” says a sleepy voice from behind me. Turning around, I see that Johanne is at the door, with one of my shirts on as a nightgown. “And if you are going to do this, you are going to do it to me tonight. There is no way I am going to let my magic burn myself out early. I want to be with Brandon for the rest of his life,” she says now, fully awake.
Chapter Thirteen
Looking at Johanne, I can tell she is serious.
“Johanne,” I start, but I am interrupted.
“No, Brandon, I am not going to miss this opportunity. You have no idea how bad it is for some of us whose magic burns out early. It’s painful. It’s like having our nerves burned from the inside out. And as I am considered a soldier, I transform much more, which means I will burn out earlier since I use up my magic faster. But if I can stay with you, someone who I love, and be able not to die a painful death, I am willing to attempt it, or die,” she tells me.
As she was talking, she had been walking towards me. Once she reaches me, she straddles the chair, and me, till she is looking at me straight in the eyes. This is awkward since she isn’t wearing any underwear, and I can feel her. All I am wearing is my jogging pants that I use during some training, and I can feel the warmth of her pussy against my cock.
Putting my hands around her, I tell her softly, “You know I don’t even know if this will work, right?”
“I do, but I also know that you have two other partners who are much more amazing than me and are willing to sacrifice themselves instead of making me worry or fret about this. In the last three weeks, I have gotten to know them, and Brandon, I am not half of what they are,” she says, putting her forehead against mine. “But I want to be.”
I had not noticed that the two other girls had come around the table to us. Both put their hands on my shoulders and their other hands on Johanne’s.
“We will be here, Brandon. We will walk you through it, and honestly, with me being there to heal the first time would be a good idea, and with her regen rate, that would be helpful also,” Silvana tells me softly.
“And I will walk you through the process of creating a Thread of Faith with her, since it’s new to you,” Lina says opposite of her, also softly.
“You ladies aren’t going to give me a choice, are you?” I say with a smile.
“Nope,” all three of them answer with smiles of their own.
“Now, transform to your half-hybrid form Brandon,” Lina says quietly.
Reaching down into my power, I slowly bring forth my half-hybrid. I am still sitting in the chair, but all it does is raise Johanne up slightly. But as I am now also over 7 feet tall, my legs are kind of long, and I push them under the table.
Lina brushes the hair away from Johanne’s neck, leaving her neck exposed.
“Now, what I want you to do, Brandon, is to visualize that Thread of Faith, but I want you to think about it going through your canines. Not only going through, but also when you do get it to that point, imagine that the ends are like daggers, small ones that will come out of your teeth into your victim. Oops, sorry, I mean subject, I guess in this case,” Lina says, blushing. “But then, once you bite her, you need to push that Thread into her. But don’t push any of your blood into her. That is what we Vampires do. We push our blood into someone, and that allows us to control them. And in a way, we also take it that way. But with this, we want something different. Got it?” she asks me.
“I think so. Imagine the Thread going through my canines, once I bite, push it through into Johanne, and wait?” I tell her, making sure I got it right. The last thing I want to do is kill Johanne.
“Perfect. Now close your eyes and imagine that, but don’t bite till I say to,” Lina says in a quiet voice.
Closing my eyes, I envision just that. I can hear as if in the background, the voice of Lina giving me instructions. First, I think of my canines. While they are long as a half-hybrid Werewolf, I know they aren’t long enough or thin enough. Right now, if I were to bite her, it would tear her up. So I make them longer, but the ends thinner. I can feel it happening, and it feels, to be honest, fucking weird and awesome at the same time.
Then, I look deeper for that Thread of Faith near my heart. I can see one is leading off away from me, which I assume is going to Lina. But then, looking closer at my heart, I can see that there are tons of smaller ones, but they aren’t going anywhere. What the actual fuck, were they always there? Looking closer at one, I can see that it’s almost like a genuine piece of thread blowing in the wind. Moving on its own.
Thinking of just one of them, I imagine it getting longer and going up my chest to my neck and into my jaw area. And it actually grows to do just that. As I only need one but have two canines, I wonder if I should split it? I mean, I only need the one. So just making that one go into my right canine, I see it move and can see a small portion of it
ready to push through.
“Good, now slowly reach down and put your teeth over the neck of Johanne, but don’t open your eyes. Just move, and I will guide you. Don’t bite down yet,” Lina whispers in my ear.
Following her directions, I bring my head forward. Lina’s hands now are on either side of my head and are guiding me down until I meet resistance, and I stop.
“Breath easy, Johanne. You’re starting to hyperventilate. Just focus on my voice. You know that Brandon won’t do anything to hurt you, and Silvana is ready here with heals. Much better, deep breath in and out. Good. Now, I want you to relax because I am going to get him to bite down into your shoulder. Good. Now, Brandon. On three, I want you to bite down but don’t move. One. Two, Three,” Lina says.
Doing just that, I bite down. I can feel Johanne jump under me and wrap her arms harder around me. I can also feel her head now against me.
“I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting it to feel like that,” she whispers to me in my ear. As I can’t nod or talk, I just assume she isn’t really looking for an answer but is saying it for my benefit.
“Now, Brandon. This is the part that separates us Vampires from others who just pretend to bite. Imagine that thread from earlier and push it through your canines, and push a tiny bit of blood through, like a drop or two,” Lina instructs me quietly.
As soon as I do what she tells me, my awareness explodes. I am in two places. I am in my body, but somehow I am also in Johanne’s body. I don’t mean controlling it. Or that I am her. I am aware of her body and how she feels. Her feelings right now, they are a mixture of fear, hope, guilt, love, and sexual desire. What the hell, this is turning her on? Then again, I have to admit, doing this to her is turning me on too. Shaking the cobwebs, not physically, out of my head, I go back to my Thread, and push another blood drop through. Then, I can feel even more of her emotions.
The fear she has is of me not loving her and deciding to leave her. Thinking she isn’t as good as Silvana or Lina. That once I am done training with her, I will send her away, as I got what I needed. Her hope is that this will work, and she will not die a horrible death, but her guilt is the fact that she is even asking me to do this for her own benefit. Then there is her love. The love she has for me and how she has fallen for this oaf of a person who she thinks her dad won’t approve of, but she doesn’t care. And as for the sexual desire, I can’t deny it as I am feeling it as well.