The Return (16 page)

I spent the rest of the day getting a huge quantity of supplies; meats, spices, vegetables, and dry goods. I ordered enough for a small army to be delivered to me at the inn. I also ordered enough furniture and house wares to furnish a small castle. I then talked with the barman, and offered him a gold coin for the use of the storage room at the back of the stables for a couple of days.

As noon came around, I had Beth join me in the storage room. The tent was set up in the middle of the room. “OK, Beth, I am going to go through the process of doing several enchantments on this tent. What I want to do is a thought connection with you so that you can observe and learn how it is done. As you learn, I will be asking you to do the same enchantments several times.” She nodded, and I gave a twist of my mind.

“Yes.”

I reached out with my magic and held the outer wall of the tent in place. Then, with a second tendril of magic, I pulled the inner wall outward.

Beth stepped into the tent, then jumped back out to look at the wall where I was standing. “Wow.” The tent now extended almost a mile in one direction on the inside.

She stepped around to the next wall and started to gather her calm about her. I could feel her magic pulse as she locked down the outside of the wall. , I said softly. With a slow pull, she began to move the inner wall. Once she had it in position, she gasped.

As we worked I could feel her desire building. She was not accustomed to it yet and was having trouble fighting it.

We stepped into the tent and I showed her how to stretch the fabric and change its nature to make floors and walls. We began to model a grand palace of hundreds of rooms inside the tent. We laid it out with two floors, all of the living areas and play areas were on the first floor, while the bedrooms and bathrooms were on the second floor. It took us several hours to complete the layout I showed her in my mind. I showed her how to make doors and railings for the stairs, and soon we were decorating the house with woodwork. The more she worked, the fancier her work became, and soon she was making some very artistic pieces.

As we were working on magic lighting Likka came into the tent.

Beth’s pindragon came flying in, cooing to her. , it asked Beth. She explained it to Beeko, and she started flying around, exploring.

I set about soundproofing the bedroom walls as Beth continued to work on lighting. I could feel Beth starting to boil with frustration She nodded and ran for our room in the inn.

I went to Beth where she was working, and told her to follow me. I showed her what I had been working on.

It was an indoor bathroom with hot and cold running water,

I turned on the shower, and the water was instantly at the right temperature. As Beth stood there breathing in the steam, I started to undress her and she began to undress me. I pulled off her panties -- they were so soaked with her dew that they clung to her flower. I had let her get too excited. This was going to take a while. I just relaxed and let the effects of my magic rush in on me. Since we were still linked, she felt that rush. Her eyes grew wide, and then grew a smoky appearance as she started to really catch on fire.

I felt the sting of loss run through her mind as I severed the link. As we started for the shower, I heard Likka from the master bedroom.

Likka walked into the room in woman form. She stopped in astonishment at the steam and the streams of hot water flowing from the six shower heads. As Beth and I stepped underneath the streams, Likka walked over and stuck her hand in one of the streams of water and giggled like a school girl.

Likka began to take off her clothes as I began to wash Beth. Every time I would come close to Beth’s breasts or treasure, she would try and rub them into my hand. “I know you are in need, but your release will be more fulfilling if we take it slow and give it time to build. Try to be patient.”

“Just one, Rhys! Please?! Just give me one to help me relax.” She begged me in a voice that was barely a whisper.

I could not resist her begging, so I kissed her behind the ear. As she leaned into me, I gave her button one quick flick with the tip of my finger. She screamed at the top of her lungs and tensed as her juices sprayed across my hand and into the shower floor.

Likka saw this as she stepped into the shower. “You let her do too much without release Rhys. This could be a very long night.”

“I did much more than she did. My need is as great as hers.”

Beth had finally relaxed into my arms as she came down from her orgasm. I continued to wash her back and butt as Likka started washing her front side. By the time we finished, Beth was again breathing hard and quivering in my arms. I stepped away to let her calm down a bit and started washing Likka.

Beth stepped around and began to wash Likka’s front side, and when she was rinsing her off, I could see the look in her eyes. Likka was about to be attacked in a way she would enjoy very much. Beth gave no warning. There was no foreplay -- she just dove into Likka’s womanhood like a woman on a mission. I knew I should stop her, but it was accomplishing the primary goal. That was to build her body's excitement as high as her need, before giving her release.

Likka looked back at me in surprise, then just began to smile and moan. I spoke in her mind

Likka lost her train of thought as Beth began to really get into what she was doing. Before long, Likka was writhing against my chest and having a very hard time remaining upright. She suddenly screamed and locked her legs around Beth’s head. Beth used her magic to move Likka’s legs apart, and continued, as Likka howled and screamed through several very powerful orgasms. “Beth, do not use magic to force yourself on others. It is not right, and it also just makes your need even greater. Let her legs go.”

Beth almost pouted as she let Likka’s legs come back together. As I held Likka trembling and gasping for air in my arms, I was not ready for what Beth did next. Since I was holding Likka up and she had her legs curled up to her chest, my staff was standing loud and proud below her bottom. Beth just leaned forward and swallowed it in one gulp. My need was so high that I just stiffened and slammed into my orgasm with just that one contact. As I came down from my orgasm, Likka was giggling in my mind.

Beth was near in a lunatic frenzy as she tried to milk my manhood for more seed. I managed to pull free of her mouth, and put Likka down to stand up before my knees tried to buckle. “Let’s finish getting clean, and then we can roll up in the bed and get comfortable.”

Beth and Likka washed me and we all rinsed off. As we were drying off on the towels, I had to watch Beth closely. She was doing everything she could think of to rub and caress herself. She was too far gone -- inhibitions and coherent thought were out the window. When we were all dry, I guided Beth to the bedroll, and pushed her down onto the blankets. I had no choice. I was going to have to take the edge off for her before I could do this right and give her real relief. I had misjudged her ability to keep her need at bay. I would have to help her work on that.

I moved down to her orchid and began to lick and suck on her. Likka began at her breasts. Within seconds, she had an orgasm from every touch of a tongue or hand. She moaned and thrashed and begged for more. It seemed that no matter how many orgasms she had, she wanted more. When finally she began to come down from her need slightly, her orgasms started spreading out a bit and lasting longer. That is when things got really interesting.

She was no longer just letting them happen, she was working towards them with an intensity that made me wonder for my safety. This was not lust -- this was animal. This was a raging beast who was about to devour her partner after mating. I kissed my way up her body and positioned my staff at the entrance to her womanhood. She wrapped her legs around me, and forced me to thrust balls deep on the first thrust. I began to thrust for all I was worth and within seconds, her flower squeezed so hard it hurt and she raked her fingernails down my back, digging deep.

I continued to thrust as the pain made me lose focus and drop into the animal that raged within me. Soon I was hammering into her with impacts that would leave us both bruised. As she screamed, and squeezed my staff again with that wet velvet glove of her womanhood, I thrust in forcefully making her howl at the top of her lungs and I released. I vaguely heard Likka begging me, but it was just white noise as I flipped Beth onto her stomach and rammed my sword into her rosebud with all my might. She screamed in delight and pushed back against me just as hard as she was receiving.

As I used her waist for leverage, it registered somewhere that I was bruising her with my grip, and I tried to regain control. I managed to loosen my grip and looked, as the red bruises turned purple, then yellow, then faded right before my eyes. The last coherent thought in my head was that she was healing like I do then the animal took over.

Vague imagery is all I remember from there. Ramming her rear until it bled and she howled out several orgasms. Turning her, forcing my manhood down her throat, and ramming so hard I bruised her nose with my hip bone. Flooding her throat with my seed as if I were a fire hose and her belly was on fire. My staff going back to her flower, as she begged for more. I don’t know how many times my orgasms blasted into her. I came back to myself with us both lying in each other’s arms, making slow, languid love, with Likka kissing my back.

“How long?” I asked Likka.

“Seven and a half hours non stop, Rhys. You could have killed her.”

“No, Likka, she was healing like I do. There is not a mark on her. When did you join back in?”

“About an hour ago, when I thought it was safe and I wouldn’t get killed getting between you two.”

I chuckled to myself. “She kept feeding me her need, and I kept feeding her mine. I am glad we weren’t linked, or it might have taken weeks for us to separate.”

“Rhys, you need to limit her till she has some control. I have never seen you like that and she was just as bad. No matter what you did to each other, she just kept begging for more.”

Beth’s eyes cleared and she looked at us, then burst into tears. She jumped up and ran for the bathroom. , was all I could think. I got up and went to the bathroom door. “Beth, what’s wrong?”

“My God, Rhys! I am so ashamed! I did things that no woman should even know, let alone do.”

“Why shouldn’t you know how to and do them?”

“I ate another woman! I forced myself on her when she tried to guard from me. I craved a cock in my ass and then my mouth afterwards, over and over again. Oh, Rhys! How can you stand to look at me?”

“Why wouldn’t I look at you? You’re beautiful. As for the sex, that is the first time I have ever been allowed to truly cut loose, and you have given me a gift I could never repay. As far as what you did -- if you enjoyed it, why do you worry about it?”

“Because, it was wrong.”

“What made it wrong?”

“Everyone hates a lesbian and a slut! They are put down and called names.”

“First; remember, you are not home anymore. This is a different place. Women lay with women all they want to here. It is one of the ways they use for birth control, just as men perform anal sex with women, or lie with other men. Second, just because someone told you it was wrong doesn’t make it wrong. For a thing to be wrong, someone must get hurt or harmed by it. Did you do what you did willingly?”

“Yes and no. I have never felt need like that. I was driven to the point I would have raped the entire city if I thought it would bring me release.”

“Well rape would be wrong, but I was willing, and you can’t rape the willing. Did anyone get hurt?”

“Well, yes -- I clawed you like an animal.”

I turned my back to show her that there were no claw marks. “I heal fast, as do you, because of what we are. So, I was willing to feel that intense pleasure with pain.” I turned her and showed her in the mirror that there were no marks or bruises on her body. “So! No one was hurt or harmed, and you did enjoy it, so how is it wrong?”