by D. R. Rosier
I hooked in the DNA that would have it channel my own magic to perform its weapon functions, and then started to add to that. It would obey my thoughts and desires, and I made it capable of five things outside of changing size, color, and shape. When it was time to use the weapon, the ring would slide down my finger and turn into a pointed thimble of sorts, snug enough not to fall off and covering past my second knuckle so it couldn’t even be pulled off.
The first magic was the aiming thought or command, it would emit a tight line of light, much like a targeting laser using fire magic, and when I fired one of the weapons of the ring, it would fire along that same line. Kind of like a sniper rifle with a laser scope. Thus, the lifeform around my finger wouldn’t have to see my target to hit it, as long as I had my target pinpointed, it couldn’t miss. That along with pointing my finger in the direction of the enemy to get it started, would take care of the aiming part.
The second thing, or first weapon I could fire with a thought, was a ball of fire like those with fire ability could do. It was limited though, to that single shape and form, as my other attacks were. I’d never have the full flexibility of a man or woman with the actual magical fire war ability, but I could create one off effects, organic spells might be a good description for this aspect of my talent.
The second weapon was a sharp frozen icicle. I thought it better to have a variety, a fireball wouldn’t be at all effective if I was facing an enemy with the fire ability for instance. My ring was a magical multi-function weapon in that way, and I could choose what was most effective in that moment.
The third weapon was a telekinetic punch, and the fourth would launch any type of metal or earth I held in my palm while aiming. Kind of like bullets. I thought that last one would come in useful against mages, since from what Karana told me most of them would be heavily warded against the four elements, and could even disperse telekinetic attacks. After the magic launched the rock, it was pure kinetic energy, no more magic, so it couldn’t be blocked in that way.
Then I looked at the thimble that was over the tip of my finger, and had a wildly different and unrelated thought, quite a naughty thought, and gave it a sixth function, a weapon of a completely different kind.
Chapter Nine
Later that same day in the evening, it was obviously Saria’s turn for a little one on one intimate time. Not that I hadn’t taken care of her last night, when she’d eventually joined Regina and I, horny out of her mind from listening to us go at it right outside the tent. Regardless, after dinner and conversation she’d pulled me into the tent much how Regina did the previous night.
Maybe I was projecting my own wishes, but I could swear I caught a wistful sultry look from Karana within the trees, right before we closed and tied down the flap.
She nuzzled my neck, and then kissed it softly as her armor melted off her body. She was so exotically beautiful, her face had high sculpted cheekbones, and a thin face with bowed lips, the bottom one slightly more full than the top. Her blue eyes were mesmerizing and filled with desire, and her long silky silver-white hair teased my skin.
Her body was petite and athletic, but plenty curvy and in perfect proportion. Her perky breasts were a perfect fit for her frame, as was her sexy little bubbled ass and mouthwateringly thin waist. I stripped quickly, my boxers melting off as her armor did, and sighed in pleasure at the feeling of her naked skin against mine. She was so alluring and seductive, and the love I felt for her was more than a match for the lustful desire she engendered in me.
“You’re favorite seduction technique?” I asked teasingly, even as I grew hard from the sensation of her soft lips on my neck, and her heated breath on my sensitive skin.
She raised up further on my body, and nipped my ear.
“Yes James, it is. I love the way your skin tastes, and the way your breath catches when I tease your neck with my lips and teeth. I love how you grip my waist firmly and the wonderful feeling of your long hard cock growing firmly against my stomach. I love how much you love me, and how easy it is to drive you to take me firmly, just from kissing your neck. I love the look in your eyes, and how you look at me, not only your warm appreciation, but the intense lust and need to take me. I love it, because it makes you lose control, and fuck me as I fuck you.”
Her soft voice was sultry, mesmerizing, and her words had my cock straining hard and digging into her tight and flat stomach. She wasn’t wrong, she always drove me past the edge of control.
“You’re my mate,” she whispered even softer, “and I am yours. I love feeling conquered by you, and how gentle you get afterward when you make love to me with a loving regard that sweeps me away, and makes me feel lost in you.”
Fuck, she was killing me, as she went back to kissing my neck, I was teasing her hair, lower back, and supple ass cheeks.
“You are my sweet and wonderful man, my love and joy in this life, but I need the animal in you too.”
Fuck, I claimed her lips with hard demanding kiss, and slid a hand around her ass and cupped her beautiful and perfect mound, she was soaking wet, even more than usual. My naughty little sexpot needed me badly, as badly as I needed her. I’d planned on eating her out first tonight, but as usual the slow soft loving would have to wait for later. My intentions went out the window, as I crawled up between her legs and forcefully entered her.
My Saria wasn’t nearly as submissive as Regina, and had her legs wrapped tightly around me, and dug her heels into my ass as she impaled herself up onto me even as I speared down into her. She was so damned tight as she convulsed and adjusted around me, and our eyes locked. Hers was full of lust and love, needy and giving desire, and an intense pleasure that was all mirrored in mine. Even the animal glint of wildness I saw in her eyes, was shared as we waited impatiently.
She arched up into me and squeezed, then tried to flip on top, I used my leverage and kept rolling, then started to drill in her hard and fast. Her shock at losing the top position didn’t last long, and after a brief moment she was thrusting and grinding up into me in a perfect rhythmic counterpoint to my own.
I rutted hard into my wild mate, as she fucked me back, our breathy gasps and sighs, and other sounds of pleasure mixed and filled the tent with our intense fucking. If it wasn’t always this crazy the first time, I’d have wondered if she was putting on a tempting show for Karana, but we were always like this the first time.
When she got close, I reached down between us and got my weapon a little slick on her fluids, and pressed down on her clit. That random naughty thought from earlier? The way it was situated over my finger had reminded me of a small fingertip vibrator one of my old girlfriends used to have. That’s right, I’d probably just created the first sex toy on this world, or at least the first one that moved on its own.
With a thought, my fingertip started to vibrate through the hood of her clit. It didn’t just kick her over the edge, she took off like a rocket blasting into space.
“James!” she screamed as her body locked up, and her pussy clamped down on me so hard I couldn’t pull out even had I wanted too. Her orgasm was more than intense, shockingly so as she trembled under me.
I’d never seen her cum so hard before, and it was a stunningly beautiful sight to see the woman I loved lost in pleasure. I pulled my new toy away from her clit before I overstimulated her, and then pulled out even as she continued to convulse around me. I grabbed her legs, flipped her, and was back inside her doggy style before her orgasm ended.
I started to take her hard and fast from behind, and while she tried to buck back against me, she still hadn’t regained enough bodily control from her intense bliss, yet. She was covered in sweat, and whispering my name over and over, as she peppered me with words of encouragement to claim her and fill her with my seed. I wasn’t sure she even knew she was saying any of it.
She felt incredible around me, my petite sexpot, and I loved watching her tight supple bubbled ass bounce and shake violently for a brief moment each time I speared into her. I
didn’t have to hold back, she only looked fragile, but she wasn’t, and she loved it hard and nasty with that strong bond of love to enhance it even further.
Less than a minute later, which was probably a good thing because I was losing control, she launched into another euphoric rapture. This time I slipped my vibrating finger into her tight puckered ass right as she launched. Her ass was incredibly tight, but my new toy was still well lubricated from the liquid pleasure of just a minute ago.
She gasped and keened, as she shook and trembled beneath my sensual assault.
I grunted, it was all too much for me, and I pulled out my finger as I exploded in euphoric ecstasy, and I pulsed and filled my beautiful mate’s womb with my seed. The pleasure seemed to last forever, but was far too short as we slowly came down together.
I caressed her ass and lower back softly, almost worshipfully, and definitely adoringly. She meant the world to me and I loved her more than I could ever express, but I knew she knew.
“I love you Saria.”
She asked in breathy amazement, “I love you too, but what the fuck was that?”
I laughed, “A vibrator, the one fun function in my new weapon. I made it earlier before we stopped to camp. It’s a common sexual toy on my world.”
My weapon had already turned back into the silver ring, it was even clean as it absorbed my mate’s liquid pleasure.
She collapsed forward and rolled to her back, after I pulled out. I laid next to her and pulled her close. We were far from done, but without Regina’s presence I needed at least a few minutes recharge time when Saria and I had our little one on one intimate moments.
“You know, forget healing, you’d be rich if you just made those for a living. Just the vibrating part I mean. Every female on the continent would buy one.”
I laughed, and kissed her softly.
“Maybe.”
We softly kissed and lovingly caressed each other for a minute, then she froze.
“Wait… Weapon?”
I explained what it could do, outside of giving my mates explosive and intense orgasms, and why I thought I might need it.
Saria laughed, “Regina is right, you spoil us. The weapon is a good idea, I’ll never willingly leave you, but the reality is it will happen sometimes, and if there is a decent assassin after you that’s when they’ll strike. Still, do your best to hide it, and only use it if they’re out of range with a bow, crossbow, or war magic of their own.”
“I agree, and that means no vibrator business, unless the extent of my powers becomes apparent and commonly known, then I guess it might be on the table.”
I did spoil them, and I was going to have a lot of fun with this new ring. I wasn’t ready yet, but I started to kiss down her supple sexy body, I knew I would be ready and extremely hard, way before I was done worshipping her sex and ass with my lips, tongue, and fingers. Hell, who was I kidding, my mate was so sexy I’d probably be hard again before I was done with her wonderful breasts, and those soft pink nipples. Saria wasn’t as sensitive there as Regina, and I could get a little rougher with them…
Chapter Ten
Three more days passed quickly, and we were approaching the outskirts of Dulcier. They’d gone by without any confrontations on the road, or even meeting other travelers. It was a bit of a surprise, we’d expected more problems due to the invasion and change of power, but those four dicks on the first day, and then Irwin on the second, were our only challenges.
There were a few notable things, and not surprisingly, Regina really liked my new weapon as well, though in reality her magic could produce very similar effects if not actual vibrations. Of course, her magic wouldn’t work on herself, so she was very pleased with it. It led to a long frank conversation about my old world’s kinks and sex toys, including BDSM.
Regina was into submission and surrender, but not pain, and neither was I. A firm spank was about the extent of violence I’d enjoy with my mates, the idea of causing them true pain sickened me. The only real interest she showed and was curious about trying herself was being tied up, and I had to admit it was something I looked forward to trying at some point. She really got off on the idea of being at my mercy, and it was an expression of absolute trust and love that took my breath away.
Saria made me practice with the weapon, and while it worked as I’d expected, it was still harder than I’d expected to hit a moving target, at first. I went hunting with her and the animals just moved too fast at first, I’d mentally fire when they were targeted, but by the time the ring fired, and the projectile got there, the animal was gone. It was good practice, and it not only made me a better shot and judge, it gave me a more realistic expectation against enemy sentient targets that wouldn’t stand still to be shot.
Karana and I grew closer as well. By that second day we were flirting again, but by the fifth it was a comfortable easy flirting, as if our close friendship was restored and then some. It wasn’t like before, it was more than that, because we both knew it was more than that. It was less teasing, although there was still some of that, it was also a declaration of our true desires and attraction to each other.
Which made it playful, but also not in a way, more of an expression of our true desires.
It was also a hell of a lot of fun, if a little frustrating. Probably more frustrating for her, since I was getting some love every night from my mates and Oceana, but I had a suspicion her nighttime walks in the forest were about more than simply working on her magic. At least, she didn’t look frustrated in the mornings, which pointed to a little self-release.
Which… really turned me on.
More than the attraction, desire, and flirting, I grew closer to her as well. The more I learned about her life, the decisions she’d made in the past, and her sense of justice and morality in her actions, the more I fell for her a little more, and wanted her.
The more I learned about her magic, and her true capabilities and just how formidable she was, the more I felt drawn to her. She was the total package, and much more than just a sultry lissome sexy as hell woman.
She was truly a beautiful woman, inside and out, like my two mates. Oh, she wasn’t any more perfect than Saria or Regina were. Both of my mates had faults, and so did Karana. But… those faults just made them human so to speak, and it made me love them more. If they were perfect, I’d be intimidated and feel unworthy, because I sure as hell had faults.
I supposed they loved me for mine as well, as well as the way I spoiled them, protected them, and loved them. Most of all, the way I treated them. It wasn’t even hard to do either, because I’d grown up respecting women.
Point was, at the end of those first five days Karana and I were closer than ever. More than just relationship wise, she also advised me on my magic, and suggested I work on other things I could put in the ring. She urged me to consider circumstances, and to create other organic spells within the ring to address them. Not just violent circumstances either.
One of the first things I added was a paralyzing spell, it occurred to me that there might be times I’d need to knock someone out at a distance, much like I had the choice to either put an enemy to sleep or kill them with my flesh sculptor magic. That required us to work closely together, in a surprisingly intimate fashion, as she taught me what I needed to know to fashion it as a spell through organic DNA.
Other things I added those two days were just day to day stuff, like fire magic to heat a bath or start a camp fire, or earth, air and water magic to clean and dry clothes. Water magic to fill our water skins if a stream wasn’t handy, or air magic that would ward against our voices being overheard. Earth magic to soften the dirt under our tents, while removing rocks and twigs.
My ring was becoming the equivalent of a mages spell book with Karana’s assistance, though I’d never be a true mage. I couldn’t feel the subtleties in flows of magic, or read other’s spells, or create a new spell on the spot. I’d need to research and experiment, and I’d only be ready for the things I was able
to anticipate ahead of time. I also couldn’t modify spells on the fly.
Over time, I’d be more and more prepared for just about anything in this world, as long as I thought about it ahead of time, or worst case, the surprises didn’t kill me the first time.
The truth about Karana after those five days? The truth was I was deeply in love with Karana by the end of those five days, from our long conversations as we got to know each other over hours and hours of riding and sitting around camp fires in easy conversation. It was almost effortless, especially under the subtle guidance and approval of my mates.
Of course, I hadn’t admitted to myself I felt that way yet, that wouldn’t come for several more days, and I had no idea how she truly felt about me. I was concerned to say the least, that even love might not be enough to win her from her beloved forest and home in Amathyr. Maybe that’s why I hadn’t admitted it to myself yet.
We’d avoided Dulcier the first time on our way to Eastguard over a month ago, and stopped at a village instead. This time we didn’t, though we were a little unsure how the city would receive a light and dark elf in our company. The scouts reluctantly bypassed the city and would wait for us on the other side. We planned to replenish our stores and spend the night in an inn to take advantage of a real bath, as opposed to roughing it.
Though, in truth, I could now dig out a shallow tub in the ground, fill it with water, and then heat it, all with three separate organic spells in my ring. Roughing it wasn’t quite so rough anymore, nor did we have to camp by streams for water, which gave us an extra layer of safety from other travelers that would.
Still, it would be worth it for the bed, even soft dirt and fluffy bedding couldn’t compare to a real mattress.
We weren’t too worried, the inn and market would be on the main street, right inside the gate. We figured as long as we didn’t wander the other city districts the humans would be wary but tolerate it. I’d suggested they ride ahead with the scouts and let Regina and I deal with picking up the food, but both Saria and Karana had shut me down hard, proof that they cared and didn’t want me out of their sight.