Courts and Cabals 2 by G.S. D'Moore (warren buffett book recommendations TXT) 📗

she just five-finger cum punch me?” my legs were still spasming from whatever the hell had just happened.

“Absolutely exquisite,” she brought her hand to her mouth and lapped at it like a kitten at a milk bowl. She closed her eyes and reached between her legs with her free hand. She leaned against the table for support as her eyelids flickered. After a second, she gave a full-body shiver and open her eyes to bathe the room in ruby light.

I might be able to put Lilith in a sex comma, but I barely slowed her mom down. Before I realized it, her hands were on me again.

“You are so much more than you know,” her voice was sultry and deep. Fingers pressed into me at different locations and power flowed through me, around me, inside me. You name it, and it was happening.

I actually felt my sagging cock reverse course, and my balls fill back up with semen. We weren’t even close to done yet.

“Your problem is that you don’t know. You don’t understand how special you are,” hands roamed my body, and the touch of her hot flesh against me made me shiver with primal need. “Let me show you.”

“Yeah,” I mumbled in my own little sex coma.

I don’t know what she did next, but I suddenly felt a ball of power at my core. I could see the bright white star of Ser Fredrick’s gifts, seized by the principle of “keep what you kill” in the bleeding grounds of the Fae. It was connected to me, a part of me, but still somehow separate; there for me to draw on as I needed.

“You can be strong and fast; work the gifts of the Fae to your advantage,” Venus whispered in my ear.

I instinctually tried to open my eyes and turn my face to gaze upon her beauty. I failed, but I caught a glimpse of the floor. I saw her black shorts and white V-neck in a pile below me. Then I felt the table move as she climbed onto my back. The added weight and power she applied to specific parts of me drove me crazy.

I tried to turn over so I could get my cock in her, or at least explore her wet pussy with my tongue, but she easily held me in place.

“Peace,” the words turned my bones to Jell-O, well . . . all but one.

The white-hot power of the Fae in me vanished as quickly as it had come. She worked me like an abacus; pushing and pulling, sometimes with a light touch, but others by pressing her hard nipples against my back, or sliding her strong thighs up my side. Time was inconsequential and I had no concept of it in the sex haze she put me under; but I felt every touch and caress.

I don’t know how long it took, but eventually her movements grew hurried and harsh. She was searching for something, and she wasn’t finding it.

“Where are you?” she growled, and I felt the power shake my bones. For the first time, she purposefully touched my cock.

“Ah!” I cried as she rubbed her thumb over my damp, sensitive tip. Slowly, she gave it two strokes before letting it go.

I must have made some pathetic noise of disappointment, because she made a shushing sound in my ear, and pressed a spot on my neck. I dissolved into nothingness again.

When I came back to my senses, I was on my back. My cock pointed at Venus’s pussy like a hunting dog directing its master toward prey; but I was the prey. Venus stood over me and frowned. Her body glistened from the massage oil she’d rubbed all over me, and it made me groan with a deep-seated need. I couldn’t imagine how I ever thought Lilith had better curves. Venus’s perky tits, flat stomach, and shapely thighs were utter perfection.

“Where are you?” she repeated, as she squatted down. For a moment, I thought she was going to drop down onto my waiting cock, but she straddled my quads instead.

She drew her fingernails up my shaft the way someone idly twirls a pencil in thought. It was torture to me, but I couldn’t protest. She tapped her chin in time with my heartbeat.

“Maybe?” she scooted forward, trailing a line of her juices up my chest, and came to sit just below my face.

My tongue stretched out, but was too short. Instead of letting me eat her out, she grabbed my head in both her hands, and started running them through my hair. Pressure slowly started to build, and not in my cock. Venus knew she was onto something, and she moved closer. The tip of my tongue barely reached her clit, but I did what I could. Her chest started to heave; from my cunnilingus, or her effort, I wasn’t sure.

“Yes!” her back arced, thrusting her pussy into my face, and a deep wave of power spread through me.

With the power, I awakened. Fire flooded through my veins and into my muscles and bones. Lightning shot down my nerves, and memories surfaced.

I was about to die on the bleeding grounds, the sword that would pierce my heart was inches from me, and the blue-eyed man’s words gave me the power to be victorious. I saw the same man, lingering in a janitor’s closet, as Lilith slammed my cock into the back of her throat. Lastly, I imagined myself at the precipice of a cliff, white waves in front of me, contemplating a choice.

I moved. I picked Venus up off my face and threw her on her back. She opened her legs, ready and hungry, and I drove my cock balls deep into her. She moved her legs, so her calves rested on my shoulder, as I plowed into her. The fire and lightning built in my body,