I hustled down the dim hallway of the Écu Doré. Floorboards creaked under my boots, low and treacherous. Snores leaked from thin doors. Light flickered under cracks. Voices mumbled from the common room below, tankards clinking. Heart hammered. Fresh from street deals, pockets light.
Paused at my door. Fingers grazed wood. Whispered ward spell. Runes glowed faint, vanished. Safe. Pushed in. Door clicked soft behind me.
The Contact
Wall to neighbor’s room shimmered. Blue portal swirled. Peeked through. Empty chamber. Fine clothes folded neat on commode. Gold jewelry glinted. Rich bitch’s lair.
Shit. Last thought. Blackness swallowed me.
Woke throbbing head. Arms yanked wide, legs spread. Tied to bedposts. But floating inches above sheets. Cock rigid. Wet suction pulled deep. Looked down.
Brunette stranger. Naked. Licking my shaft methodical. Balls to frenulum. Eyes shut, lost in it. Heavy tits hung, brown areolas wide. Skin olive. Mage aura pulsed strong. Neighbor mage. Fucking portal ambush.
Magic bonds hummed. Room quiet but for slurps. Light seeped under door. Footsteps shuffled hall? No. Just my pulse roaring.
Spoke husky. ‘Wet it more. Spit heavy. Tongue my ass sometime.’ She popped off grinning. ‘Finally awake. Those fleshy nubs on your frenulum… Doggy or ass, killer.’ Cock twitched harder.
She spat on head. Jerked firm. Sucked slow, eyes locked. Cheeks hollowed. Throat took all. Expert whore-mage.
Poked. ‘Known better deepthroaters.’ Eyes flashed. Squeezed balls hard. Deepthroated revenge. Slow glides. Saliva trailed.
Savored. Broke spell whispered. ‘Invertarh manaklès.’ Bonds flipped. She froze, eyes wide. Now she levitated spread eagle, vertical mid-room.
Circled her. Fragrance hit: amber, vanilla, pussy musk. Tattoos arcane over ass. Wet slit glistened. Pinned her back. Cock nestled cheeks. ‘Test passed, employer?’
The Indiscretion
She wiggled. Trapped shaft between globes. Rocked slow. ‘Délie Evargryn, countess. Need thief for amulet heist. Husband’s.’ Grinned wicked.
Hands roamed flanks. Cupped tits. Teased fat areolas. Pinched nipples. ‘Harder.’ She sighed. Pussy dripped down thighs.
Fingered sopping cunt. Two, then three. Thumb circled clit. ‘Who owns it?’ ‘My sadist husband. Killed your ex-partner Helle. Arrow on desk.’ Licked neck. Bit lobes.
Dropped low. Spread lips. Blew cool on clit. She bucked. ‘Lick me! Fingers deep!’
Tongue lashed slit. Sucked nub. Fingers plunged. She writhed. Close. Pulled back. Kissed her, nectar shared. ‘Bastard!’
Behind. Lapped spine sweat. Rimmed asshole. Tongue drilled tight ring. Thumb in pussy. ‘Fuck… snake tongue! Everywhere!’
Raised. Bent her forward slight. Arm pinned belly. Cock speared cunt one thrust. Balls deep. Pumped steady. Slaps echoed soft. ‘Shh. Laughter downstairs. Floor creaks.’
She gasped. ‘Harder! Pinch tits!’ Animal rut. Nipples twisted raw. Fingers sucked, bitten. Thumb breached ass. She screamed muffled. ‘Finger-fuck both holes!’
Body shook. Walls clenched. She shattered howling low. I growled, flooded her spasming pussy.
Collapsed on bed later. Talked terms. She dressed slow. Kissed door. Slipped hall.
I waited. Heart thundered. Crept out. Maid passed stairs, eyes sleepy. ‘Night, sir.’ Smile hid cum-stink. Secret locked tight. Arrow waited. Game on.