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Authors: Eden Redd

Vanessa's Heart: A Blue Mage Side Quest (Blue Mage Series) (3 page)

“Don’t stop.” Vanessa whispered in his ear.

Hart held her tight in his arms as he gently pushed into her. Walls spreading, Vanessa’s mouth made a perfect O. Inches pushed in to the hilt. Entwined, a warm and familiar comfort passed between lovers. Vanessa giggled with life igniting her dead nerves further. Her giggles turned to moans as Hart moved his hips. It was just as she remembered and it sent her spiraling into ecstasy. Another pressure started to build. The professor’s cock satisfied her empty ache within. The two writhed as hands touched each other. Thumbs smoothing over pink nipples, Vanessa bit her lip to contain her cries of pleasure.

“I….can’t…..” Hart grunted.

“Come in me. I want your life in me.” Vanessa gasped.

The tempo increased as both student and professor were caught in their lust. Driving himself deep, Vanessa wrapped her arms and legs around him, not wanting to let go. The dead woman gasped again as his member thickened. Energy blazed bright and nerves flared. Professor and student cried out. Come spurted into Vanessa’s tight opening. The dead woman clutched at her lover, her own orgasm exploding. Bodies moved of their own accord, thrusting and squeezing. Vanessa held on, trying to milk every drop from him. Life caused her heart to beat rapidly in her chest. Energy and love sent warmth throughout their connected bodies.

Professor Hart rolled off Vanessa and lay next to her, breathing heavy. The dead woman crawled on top of him, her body hungry for more. Vanessa rubbed her wet valley along his half hard cock, eager to slip him back into her. Professor Hart put a hand on her round bottom, squeezing and feeling her.

Mist rolled off her shoulder blade. Hart and Vanessa looked to the side of the bed, mist parting and Castor bursting into view. The moth man stared with a wanting in his eyes.

“He is hungry.” Vanessa said breathlessly. “He wants me.”

Professor Hart grinned. “He can join us.”

The moth man slipped into bed, his red eyes on Vanessa’s wet slit. The dead woman rubbed herself on Hart, wetting his cock further. The familiar’s loincloth disappeared, revealing his throbbing member. Taking hold of his mistress’s hips from behind, he pressed the tip of his black veiny cock to her opening. Vanessa was so turned on, she let out a long moan as he pushed into her. Hart’s cock stiffened against her clit as her familiar pushed in as deep as he could go.

The heat from both bodies made the undead woman giggle between gasps. Thin hands and long fingers clutched at Vanessa’s waist, the moth man’s member filling her, sliding in and out. Hart kissed the delirious Vanessa as she moved with caged heat. The professor’s hands took hold of her waist, helping her to move on Castor.

Vanessa felt her whole being vibrate and tremble, causing her lust to rise to new levels. Wicked thoughts ran through her sex soaked mind. When Hart leaned his head back on the pillow, Vanessa looked to him with mischief in her eyes.

“Come closer, I want to feel both of you.” Vanessa whispered.

Hart smiled and raised himself up to embrace Vanessa and Castor.

“I want us to be one.” She repeated with a breathy tone.

Holding onto the dead woman’s waist, the tip of his cock touched along her folds with the familiar’s cock deep inside her. The moth man pulled out after hearing his mistress’s desires. Hart moved his hips to press his cock to Vanessa’s wet line. Wetness covered both of them as Hart pushed at her opening. The professor ran his hand along the familiars toned body, sending streams of powerful mana into the starving moth man and the dead woman they both loved. Vanessa’s moans grew louder. Castor shifted his hips and pressed his member to her asshole. She felt no pain as her familiar pushed at her tight opening and stretched it open. Her pucker stretching to accommodate, she screamed as two cocks squeezed into her. The bliss turned from a wave to a tsunami. Wetness spilled as two cocks pushed into her openings. Stretched to her limit, the dead woman cried out not from pain but from unfathomable pleasure. The sensations of the cocks moving at slight different rhythms caused her to whimper. Trembling, she held onto Hart, her hips moving on both members. The pressure and act caused Vanessa’s vision to blur. An orgasm surged, followed by another and another.

Castor moaned as his mistress’s mana glowed bright. Energy and mana flowed through his member into his magical muscles and body. Hart had a hard time controlling his own tempo in such a tight and confined space. Both cocks thickened which caused Vanessa to scream louder. Two thick streams of come burst forth. One on top of the other spurted come into her tight openings. The amount was obscene as it spilled out in small streams. The professor and familiar pushed in with all their might, filling the woman they loved.

Spent, both Professor and familiar pulled out.
Hart moved back and sat against the headboard. Vanessa crawled down his body, eyes glowing from the flow of mana. She closed her mouth over his seed covered cock, licking and sucking down every drop. Castor took hold of his mistress’s waist and pushed his cock back into her wet slit. All three moved to a perfect rhythm, bodies blazing with bliss.

Vanessa pulled Hart’s cock from her mouth. “I need you again. I need you to come in my mouth like you used to.”

Hart was silent as she took his cock back into her mouth. Sucking harder and stroking her tongue along his shaft, her hand curled around his base and stroked him up and down as she slathered all over his member as it harden again. Castor leaned forward, chest against her back; hands took hold of her breasts and rubbed her nipples.

The dead woman never felt so alive. Passion swelled as she reconnected with her love. Tasting his seed set loose an animalistic hunger. Hart watched as she teased and sucked his manhood. The dead woman’s body quivered as Castor pushed against her firm bottom. Nipples rubbed and bodies vibrating, another orgasm roared to the surface. The moth man’s cock thickened and spurted come. Fuzzy hips pushed as he spurted more and more come while drinking in his mistress’s orgasm and mana.

Professor Hart groaned, his cock thickening once more. Vanessa moaned her delight as his molten seed spurted into her mouth and splashed down her throat. The dead woman could not control herself as she sucked down every bit of his seed, letting life swirl in her belly and spread throughout her body.

The moth man familiar was eager to go again. He pawed at his mistress. Vanessa turned from Hart and lay on her back. The familiar pressed his dark body against hers, pushing his cock inside. Hart looked down as Vanessa looked up at him. Hands reaching out to each other, fingers entwined. Castor thrust between Vanessa’s thighs as she looked up to Professor Hart.

“I love you she whispered.” Eyes gazing into Hart’s eyes.

“I love you.” Professor Hart smiled. “Feed your familiar so I can be next.”

Vanessa grinned with half closed eyes. Her free arm wrapped around Castor’s shoulder. “I love you too my familiar.”

The moth man made a chirping sound as he thrust deeper. Vanessa continued to hold Professor Hart’s hand as the familiar continued to feast.

Four

Vanessa and Hart lay in each other’s arms, the morning sun straining to penetrate the curtains. Hart was sleeping as Vanessa lay on his chest. Her eyes were open and she listened to his heart. The rise of his chest as he breathed made her feel warm and close to him. Hart’s breathing slowed and eyes fluttered. Vanessa looked up to him as he blinked in the faint morning glow.

“Good morning.” Vanessa smiled.

“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

“I didn’t sleep. Didn’t need to. I have been here listening to your heart and watching you sleep.”

“After everything we did last night, I thought you would have been a little tired.”

Vanessa grinned. “The exact opposite, I feel like I can be up for weeks. That spells good or bad news for you.”

Hart smiled. “I would say good news.”

Vanessa lifted her head up and kissed him. The splendid feelings flowed and heat started to glow again. The dead woman was ready to crawl onto him when she hesitated.

“Are we going to be okay? I mean, us being together?”

Hart gave a slight nod. “I believe so.”

“What if they tell you to end it? What if they want us to stop?”

“Do you think we will stop? Do you think they can stop us?”

Vanessa smiled, showing teeth. “No.”

“Neither do I. We have a lot of catching up do to. In addition, I can help you with your familiar. He was very hungry and we shouldn’t let that happen again. I know Lana misses you too. The four of us should plan some nights together.”

Vanessa’s eyes shined as she looked to her lover. “I meant it last night. I do love you.”

“I know you did. I meant it too. I love you.”

Vanessa felt her heart beat again. “We should do something today.”

“I have to see the Lord Mayor in about two hours. After that I’m all yours.” Hart smiled.

“Two hours? Just enough time.” Vanessa said and crawled onto her lover.

Hart groaned his approval as the dead woman mounted him. Bodies moving, they gazed into each other’s eyes. Mana whipped out and took hold between them, restoring their connections. The morning sun rose higher in the air, waking the world once more, faint moans gently mixing with the bright harmony of a new day.

~Fin~

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