I don’t know what type of fate brought me here today, but I’m glad it did. I’m captivated by this beautiful woman who’s bringing herself to orgasm on my hand. A normal human would have run away at the suggestion of taking her virginity in this manner, but the witch in me already knows she’s mine, and I’ll save her, no matter what she asks of me.
“Griffon,” she moans, and her little body starts to shudder. I lower my other hand, so it’s between her thighs and push a finger inside her pussy. It’s wet and soft like the finest velvet. I can’t wait to put my dick inside her. It’s straining in my boxers, and I can feel pre-cum beading at the tip.
Magic is the strangest thing on earth. It knows so much more than humans do, and I learned at a young age not to fight it. The path it’s now taking me on is leading me to a power more dominant than evil, hate, and jealousy combined. It’s taking me towards love.
“Oh god,” Nyah calls out as she comes. Her body shakes and shudders as pleasure flows through it. “So good.”
She’s breathless and limp when I withdraw my finger from her pussy. I scoop her up into my arms and lay her down on a couch in the room.
“I wish I could worship your body for hours in a bed, but I’m afraid this couch is all I’ve got to work with.”
“After that orgasm, I’m not sure I’d survive hours in a bed with you. Holy shit, that was the best thing I’ve ever experienced. I’ve never had one before.” Nyah lays there with a silly grin on her face.
“Have you never touched yourself?”
I run a finger up her slit, and she shudders from the sensitivity there.
“No, I was told it was wrong, and it was something only my husband could give me. Seriously, my parents must have had the most crap sex life.”
I can’t help but laugh.
Nyah brings her head up.
“Take me, Griffon, make me a woman, and help me survive this fate.”
Leaning forward, I make this situation more personal by pushing my lips against hers. She tastes of honey-sweetness—it’s intoxicating. Pulling back, I lower my jeans and boxers as Nyah rubs her fingers over her lips, feeling my imprint there. She looks up just as my dick pops out of my underwear.
“Fuck!” Her eyes go wide. “It won’t fit. What will we do?”
I can’t help laughing at her naivety.
“Believe me, it’ll fit.”
“But it’s so big. I mean, Malachi often shows me his. It’s like a quarter of the size of yours and all winkled. He likes to play with himself while I have to watch. It’s disgusting, but at least I’ve always known he wouldn’t overly hurt me when he took me…apart from the whole killing me thing, of course. Yours is going to break me in two.”
I press my lips against hers to silence her worries. She melts under my searching kiss, and her mouth parts slowly, allowing my tongue entry to explore. She moans, and it reverberates around my tongue as I line my dick up to her entrance, which is slick with the juices of her orgasm.
“Are you sure about this?” I whisper into her mouth.
“Yes. Save me, Griffon,” she replies, and I push into her.
She’s tight, and I feel her clenching around me.
“Relax.”
“It hurts.”
“I promise it will feel good once I’m in.”
I join our tongues together in a dance while playing with a nipple to distract her. Bit by bit, she begins to relax, losing herself in the other sensations invading her body. Eventually, I push all the way in, and as I do, I feel the barrier of her virginity break.
I’ve saved her.
Settling for a moment, I allow her to get accustomed to my size until she starts to rotate her hips, encouraging me to move.
“So full,” she whimpers.
I withdraw my hips and slam back into her in a swift and punishing movement. She cries out in pleasure. Then finding a steady pace, I buck my hips, moving my dick in and out of Nyah’s warm and welcoming pussy.
“You’re perfect.” I kiss over her face as I whisper the first words that come to mind.
I’m losing my head. This must be a dream. Maybe I passed out while driving. I don’t deserve an angel as beautiful as this.
“Harder,” Nyah pleads with me. “Take me.”
I shift my angle, bringing one of Nyah’s legs up and wrapping it around my waist. I’m beyond being gentle now. Her pussy’s too inviting—it’s the most magical thing in the room. No wonder Malachi wanted it, even if his reasons for doing so were wrong. He must be crazy to want to draw her life force when he could fuck her like this forever.
“Griffon, I’m going to come again,” Nyah moans through ragged breaths. “What’s happening? It’s too much, oh god!”
She clamps down on my dick and milks it while screaming my name. My balls tighten up, and I start coming as well. She’s taking everything I have as spurt after spurt of my hot cum coats her insides. A momentary thought pops into my head of our essences combining and her belly swelling with my child. Fuck! She must be the witch, not me. She’s placed me under her spell and is playing with my mind. Eventually, my dick stills, and I collapse down onto her. We’re covered in sweat and both breathing heavily.
“You saved me.” Nyah wraps her arms around my broad-set shoulders and kisses my forehead.
“I’m not actually sure who saved who. That was amazing.”
She blushes.
“Really?” she shyly questions.
“Yes.” I cough. “Would you be adverse to possibly doing it again later?” I can’t help asking her. My dick is already hardening inside her once again, and it never wants to leave. She’s captured me.
Nyah bites her lip. “Could we do it in a big bed where you could spend hours exploring my body?”
“I want to explore your body and your brain. I want to get to know everything about you.” I kiss her and slowly withdraw from her pussy. She winces from the tenderness down there.
“I do too, Griffon.”
“That might be a little hard with you both being dead.” The male voice comes from behind me. I turn just in time to see a ball of energy heading for us. I swiftly divert it into the wall.
“Whore!” the intruder shouts as he looks down between Nyah’s legs where my cum has mixed with the blood of her virginity. It’s leaking out in a testament to the fact he can no longer feed from her.
“Malachi Hayes, I believe,” I address the old man.
“And you are?” He looks down his crooked nose at me.
“Griffon Taylor. The man who Nyah just lost her virginity to. I believe it’s something you planned on doing. Sorry, but losers, weepers, and all that,” I tease him, invigorated with the touch of Nyah’s hand on my leg.
I click my fingers, and we’re both instantly fully clothed so the pervert can no longer lust over her body. The lessons I was taught as a boy flood back to me. Maybe Nyah is also a key to releasing my magic and not just Malachi‘s. The taking of her virginity appears to have given me enhanced magical powers.
“I see you’ve stolen the source of my magic. That won’t stop me, though. You may have taken the initial powerful hit, but Nyah still has energy to feed off.” He looks at the clock. “And there’s still time for me to do so.”