Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“Not as a full-blown consciousness. That exists… elsewhere, but she can reach me, as proven by her launching that spell. You know Baba stuffed my head full of knowledge before she disappeared.” They nodded. “To be included with those taken by the curse, Baba needed to shed her powers, so she forced it on me. All of it. Some of those spells contained the sensations of their being used and the perceptions she experienced when they were. Bits of Baba were included and are stored in my brain.”

“Not a fate I’d wish for you,” Roy said softly.

Henry snorted. “It wasn’t like I had the power to say no.” They nodded in silent agreement.

“When she was Human, in her desperation to save her dying son, she made an arrangement with dark entities and was given powers. The price was to live and remember. That became too much for her, and she struggled to find a way to break her deal. The only loophole she found was the end of the beings she’d been tasked to watch and remember, but she couldn’t be the one to do it. We know how that went.”

“Aye, she killed all of the Humans,” Roy spat.

“No. Not all.”

Camila and Roy looked at him then their eyes widened. “General Crane!” they said in unison.

“Wait, wait, wait! Crane has been exposed to all kinds of Wild Magic! It changes everyone!” Mary argued.

“Crane was on Eden when the curse was launched. But even before that, I believe the ones who made a deal with Baba were becoming aware of her efforts. They hedged their bets. They ensured Crane was kept free of the Wild Magic. They may have made sure he was with the group I sent to Eden. Someone planted a bomb in his car recently, and he was miraculously moved from its location before it exploded. Then he was shot at point-blank range from a handgun that should have punched straight through his bulletproof vest and him, but somehow the liner of the vest was replaced with a rock-like substance I watched turn to vapor. I had Siobhan use her sight on the General, and she confirmed he’s surrounded by a dark aura that blocks him from being touched by Wild Magic. She claimed she felt a presence. It was dark, cold, ancient, vast, alien, and she felt more than one mind. She didn’t connect to it, so she’s safe.”

Seeing he still had them following along, he continued. “The two sides are still fighting, but their influence to directly manipulate the environment is extremely limited.

As Baba planned, the curse stripped her of her physical being. Yet, the deal denied her the final rest she was after because one true Human still exists. I don’t know what it costs these dark entities to allow her to get free of the deal, but it seems they’re unwilling.

Now, as an untethered spirit, Baba’s ability to influence anything in this world is limited to one individual, me, but she can only do it through her magic inside me, as it’s bound to parts of her. I added the self destruct so she’d lose her only access if she makes any further attempts. She can’t afford that. I’ve been waiting for her to make her presence known in my dreams, but she may still be too weak.

Instead, Baba has been at her subtle best, suggesting in the back of my mind how I can make things better with the use of magic, making it easier to access her vast library of spells, and recently I have become much more proficient in its use. I believe she’s still looking for a way to use me against the dark entities.”

“The caveat of using the magic is I’m becoming more visible to those entities. In recent days, I’ve felt them on the boundaries. I know they’re very much aware their grip on Earth is tenuous as they only ever had an influence on it through the use of the spells soaked in their vile intent, the ones I refuse to use. They need a replacement for Baba. I think they want me.”

Camila made another sound of fright, and he held her hand between his to calm her.

“I’ve tried to purge the dark spells, but they’re the ones most tightly linked to Baba, and she’s blocking me. Again, she doesn’t have enough faith in me.”

Camila couldn’t stop herself from pulling Henry into a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around her and heard her say something against his chest, but she shook her head when he asked her to say it again. He glanced at Roy, but the man just looked troubled. Mary shook her head.

“What are you going to do, lad?” Roy asked softly.

Henry smiled weakly. “I think I need to help Baba achieve her wish. She needs to be released from the deal. Once she is, I may be able to purge the dark spells that will break me from the entities or reduce their awareness of me. I’ve made no deals with them, and I won’t.” His mind took him to the days he struggled to drag himself out of the darkness to return to his body. He’d felt their attention on him then, heard their whispered promises. He’d had some dark moments, days and weeks really, but he remembered Baba’s words, and he’d proven to himself that he wasn’t a quitter. The confidence he’d returned with was his reward.

“Does Crane need to die for this?” Roy asked cautiously.

Henry’s eyes snapped to Roy, then he eased his expression and unclenched his jaws. “Sorry. No. The General said he was ready to transform, so I need to somehow get past that dark energy shield around him to get the Wild Magic into him. Once he’s affected by the magic, he’s no longer Human, and the deal ends. Baba is released, and I purge the dark energy spells.”

“Aye, it’s that simple,” Roy said skeptically.

“Yup! Bing. Bang. Boom,” Henry replied with a grin.

“When.”

Henry looked down at his chest. The word came from Camila.

He glanced at Roy. “What time is it?”

“It’s two AM. Boxing Day,” he replied.

“Today, then. I need to make some prep-”

Camila pulled him towards the wall blocking the end of the hall. “Open this,” she insisted.

“It’s open,” he said, so she pulled him through the field. He glanced back and saw Roy and Mary following at a slower pace speaking softly to each other.

Henry was towed through the caverns, past the large chamber where Meixiu, the Kings, and a few others were tidying up. He wanted to stop and help, but Camila wasn’t slowing down and marched him right up the ramp, to the stairs, and up to his room. She tugged his kilt off and pushed him back onto the bed before dropping her glamor and climbing on top of him.

Gone was the sex kitten, the teasing harlot. Camila was desperate for his touch, his kiss, his closeness.

She writhed over his larger body, pressing as much of her skin to his as she could. She felt so damn good, and her kiss was so demanding, he quickly reacted and was soon almost painfully erect. She moaned when she felt the heat from his cock begin to press against her.

She didn’t have time for gentleness. She reached between them, positioned him at her entrance, and drove herself down upon him.

“FFFUUUUUCCKKK!!!!” she cried out.

All Henry could manage was a grunt as the bliss hit him so hard and fast.

Then she was kissing him again as she bounced on him, trying to get all of him inside. She was incredibly hot and wet, but he was just so big. Finally, she made a frustrated sound and tugged on him to indicate she wanted him on top. He pulled her down then flipped them on the bed. With this extra pressure, Henry drove himself fully inside her body in two more strokes. He was resting on her, his cock filling her completely. She moaned, trembled, and shook, then her heels hooked behind is ass cheeks and tugged.

Henry got the hint, so he began to long stroke her, and her gasps and cries grew louder. She pulled his face down to hers, and her kisses became soft and tender as he pounded her against the bed. He saw her expression softening, and tears appeared in her eyes.

He began to slow his thrusts.

“No… please… keep going,” she sighed, so he did.

The tears concerned him, though. “What’s wrong?”

She shook her head and gasped as her bliss was making it hard to think. “Do… do you remember… I asked… if you could have… one wish come true for Christmas… what would it be?”

He was surprised by the question as it seemed so out of context, but her eyes were holding his so intensely, he felt compelled to look deep inside for his most intimate desire.

He found he did have something he wished for, more than anything. Something he’d been denied for most of his life until he’d begin to believe he wasn’t worthy of it.

Voice tight with emotion, he made his confession.

“Love.”

Her smile bloomed across her face. “I love you, Henry!”

He blinked at her, struggling to keep going as her heels pulled at him. “You-you said Succubi couldn’t-”

She pulled his mouth to hers, and the kiss was electric. Their bodies reacted immediately, grinding together as their releases exploded in their minds. Henry was lost in her kiss, the raw emotions he felt there, her need for him, her surrender to him, and her love for him.

Long minutes passed as they clung to each other. Finally, Henry pulled back to see her smiling eyes and bliss flushed face. He was sure he looked equally ecstatic.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“You love me?” he asked quietly.

She nodded. “Yes. I didn’t recognize it. I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life. It’s… a bit frightening, truthfully. I feel so exposed. I’m so terrified of what you are facing, and there’s nothing I can do-”

He touched her lips gently to stop her words. “You cannot imagine how much strength your love gives me. What you’ve done for me is immeasurable!”

She pulled his face down to hers, and the kiss was tender but sent tingles through their bodies.

Once the kiss ended, Henry moved to lie beside her, and Camila smiled blissfully at him. “I can’t believe how much better sex is with love! It’s a whole new level of bliss!”

Henry nodded as it had exceeded his expectations too. He yawned widely. “Sorry,” he said as his face heated up.

She cupped his cheek. “Go to sleep, my love.”

He held her eyes as his heart filled with joy at her words. “I love you, Camila.”

He saw his love in her eyes as his slowly closed.

It was the perfect Christmas gift and the best way to end the day.