LOGINThe Dreamscape rumbled. In the real world, his magic felt like a snake, coiled around his spine. Here, however, it was part of the terrain itself, and the cool wind of night howled around them as the sky lit up with distant lightning blasts. He had never tried to use his magic while inside his own dreams and watched in awe as the ocean churned, sending twisted geysers into the sky.
"Interesting," noted Titania. "I really thought that—"
Her eyes went blank for a second as the air around them crackled with electrical energy. Blue sparks had formed along the beach, and the fireflies now lit up in sync with the lightning. Filaments of light hummed from the trees as the world around them was saturated in his magic, and Mike lifted his hand to touch the queen on her lips.
When his finger connected with the delicate flesh, there was a loud pop of electricity. For just a moment, he was standing inside of her body. Every inch of her flesh became known to him, and he could feel the sudden flood of heat that suffused her body from her stomach to her thighs.
His consciousness shifted, and now he was back. The world had taken on a purple hue, and the moon above them shimmered as if it was reflected in a pool of water.
"Oh." Her eyes were on him, her pupils wide in surprise.
He nodded knowingly, and then stepped forward and pressed his lips to hers. The magical energy between them hummed, and the grains of sand on the beach jumped about like oil in a hot pan. Her upper hands fought to remove his shirt while her lower hands undid his pants. Meanwhile, he moved his hands across the front of her body, squeezing her breasts through the thick fabric of her gown.
She moaned into his mouth, and his cock became hard. Her aura permeated his very body, and he felt as if his whole body was vibrating now. The magical energy in the area intensified, and Titania melted into his arms. He pushed her head back to kiss at her neck, then pulled down the front of her gown. When her breasts popped free, his eyes widened in the realization that the queen was even more endowed than he thought. Maybe she used magic, or a sturdy fae undergarment to contain them, but now that they had been revealed in all their glory, it really didn't matter.
"Yes," she hissed, and he lifted her bountiful breasts to his mouth and sucked at her nipples. Her areola were gold in color and shimmered as if painted with glitter. He knew exactly where to nibble and lick to get her excited, and he had that odd sensation of being in her body once again. There were so many buttons of hers to push, and he knew exactly which ones would do the job.
The beach had formed a giant depression around them, and seawater was rushing in, only it created an odd swirling pattern around the edges, as if afraid to come closer. Titania's wings unfolded, and she lifted the two of them up into the air. His body became weightless, and he had no trouble keeping up with her.
"That's it, Caretaker, show me what it means to be loved. Fill that empty void inside of me with something other than loneliness."
He sucked on her neck, just beneath her ear, as he lifted the front of her gown high enough that he could trace his fingers along her inner thighs. A slippery fluid had already accumulated along her legs, and when he touched her molten core, he found that she didn't have any pubic hair. Her labia was laid out in multiple layers, just like a rose, and he stroked her until the petals unfolded, allowing him to dip his fingers inside.
"Oh, gods, I haven't had anything within me in decades," she gasped. "I can feel your energy surging through me, making my blood boil for more. Do you know what it means to make love to the fae, Caretaker? Can you even handle it?"
He chuckled, then put his lips against her ears.
"I'm going to fuck you until you are little more than a puddle," he told her. His cock was positively throbbing now, and he lifted it and let go, causing it to smack against her belly. "And then, when you can no longer move, I plan to fuck you some more."
"Oh gods," she muttered, then pressed her breasts together for him to bury his face into. They were now tumbling about in the air as the Dreamscape inverted around them. His mind was now constantly flipping between her body and his own, but he was always in control of his actions.
Mike grabbed the queen by her hair and pulled, tilting her hair back. He now hovered over her, and he stuck his thumb inside her mouth.
"It's time for the queen to suck my cock," he said, then moved his dick over her face.
Her face flushed green and pink, and her eyes had widened to the point that she looked intoxicated. All she could do was nod and open her mouth wide, her tongue licking at her lips as he laid his glans on her lower lip. All four of her hands were touching his thighs and his scrotum, moving about and causing him to shiver with pleasure.
When she inhaled him into her mouth, he felt a massive power shift, and his magic flowed into her. She groaned, causing his shaft to vibrate inside of her mouth. While one hand worked the base of his shaft, another crept along his taint and teased his ass while the other two grabbed tightly onto his butt cheeks.
She pulled him into her as far as she could, then gasped and spat him out. His cock was covered in her spit, and she tried to consume him again, only to fail.
"You need more practice," he chuckled. "Maybe this is what I should do to you every time you come here."
"Don't...make promises," she warned him, then sucked him into her mouth again. When she gagged, she spat him out again. "You're only human, after all."
"Um...wait?""Before that!" He grabbed onto her arms with his hands, his thoughts now buzzing about loudly in his head."That you could lean on me.""Lean, lean, Mandragora..."On the night that the Mandragora had eaten Sarah, it had handed over a hiking staff. At the time, he had been injured, and had figured that the staff had been given to him to help him limp home.But what if it wasn't?He ran out of the office, leaving a bewildered Beth behind. In the living room, Reggie sat on the new living room table, engrossed in a game of Checkers with Jenny. The rat king looked up to watch Mike run through, allowing Jenny to shift two of her pieces unnoticed.Mike ran down the hall to the back door, then shoved the door open hard enough that the door bounced off the siding of the house, eliciting a shriek of rage from Tink, who was currently working on a new dresser for Beth."Lover?" Naia called to him with concern in her voice as he sprinted to the greenhouse.The day after he had return
"Here, let me get it." Beth walked past him to where the tea kettle was. He handed over the cup that had contained the spider, and she poured in some tea. He couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a white dress with red spots on it that hugged her stomach and butt, then flared out dramatically just under her thighs. The last week had been so busy with home repairs that he had barely seen her except at meals."Thank you." He took the cup from her and sipped it, the sweet aroma of chamomile flooding his sinuses."You're welcome." Beth sat down on the edge of the desk again. "I feel like I haven't seen you.""It's been busy," he replied. Was Beth wearing perfume? He couldn't tell if it was the chamomile or her, but he caught the occasional whiff of something pleasant. "Between fixing everything, buying new computers. That police thing where they came looking for Marco."Apparently after being reported missing, police had done a welfare check on Marco and had discovered the ramblin
"I appreciate it. I appreciate you." Her shimmering brown eyes found his. "Look, if you don't find it, I just want to let you know that I don't blame you. I don't want you to blame yourself, either. Real life isn't like books, and that's okay. Not everybody gets a happy ending.""Amymone, I—" He had no idea how he intended to finish the statement, and the dryad was now suddenly interested in the book she had been holding. How many years would she be stuck here, waiting to fade into nothingness? It was a problem with no good solution."Mike?" Yuki stood just inside the backdoor. Her head was turned away, as if hiding her face. "Can we go home?""Yeah, c'mon."He bid Amymone farewell again and escorted Yuki to the front yard where Cerberus waited. The ride home was largely silent, though between the random howls of wandering demons, he could hear the faint sound of sobbing from Yuki.Once home, Cerberus turned into their human form and followed them through the gate. A chain formed arou
Mike stood outside of the master bedroom of the Underworld home. Inside, Emily was wailing in agony, a sound that raised goosebumps all along his arms.However, his attention was on Yuki, who stood across from him drying her eyes for the fourth time in ten minutes. Cecilia hovered alongside them, her hands clasped together over the soul fragment that Sulyvahn had given her. If not for the dullahan's quick thinking, it would have been snatched up by the demons that now roamed around the Underworld in packs. After the tower had been taken down, the souls that had been trapped there by the shadow had essentially created a feeding ground for the demons. Apparently word had gotten out, and if not for Cerberus, the Underworld would be impossible for them to traverse."I'm sorry." Yuki apologized for what must have been the hundredth time. Her eyes were red from crying, and she kept wiping the tears away with the edges of her robe. "I'm trying really hard to hold it together.""I know. We've
And no matter where they went, Queztalli had assured Dana that another agreement could be made with the resident thunderbird. It was frustrating to realize all of this time that the fluctuating electrical fields inside of the greenhouse had been caused by a mythical being with territorial issues, but Quetzalli had smoothed things over between them. As long as a suitable offering was made by the centaurs, the thunderbird would give them a full day of clear skies to do their surveillance.Dana plopped down on Tick Tock, who was currently a chair. The mimic shifted slightly, allowing her to recline a bit. Lying there in wait, she stared up at the ceiling of the yurt and let her thoughts drift to Quetzalli.Ever since the night everything had gone crazy, Quetzalli had moved into Dana's room. The dragon had developed a fascination with sex, and was always eager to assist Dana after her feedings. For a bit, Dana had been concerned that Quetzalli had somehow fallen for her. Even if she wasn'
"They can't use nails," the queen informed them. "You'll need to do that part."Tink shrieked with joy and ran at the house wielding her hammer. Tools were quickly gathered up as the centaurs joined in as well, everyone helping to hammer the home back together. Up on the roof, Abella was using her thumb to shove nails into place, and Kisa ran along the edge with a small hammer of her own.The porch was rebuilt in an hour, the roof in two. Where the home had sagged, it was now shored up, and except for the lack of a paint job, it looked as good as new once more. The queen had created a forge made out of clay, and tiny creatures that looked like motes of ash now churned out glass for the windows. The yard was being tilled by gnomes and creatures that looked like flowers, all of whom were being eagerly assisted by some very excited centaurs.The sun was halfway down toward the horizon when the job was finished. The magical trees had been used up completely, and the hedge maze had been re







