เข้าสู่ระบบHe held a finger to his lips, then pretended to lock them and throw away the key.
She closed her eyes and mounted him, her suddenly warm body sinking down onto him.
"Oh, fuck! Fuck me!" She put her hands on his stomach, and then leaned back and rode him. One hand was frantically working at her clitoris while she used the other to squeeze her breast. She was nearly manic now, letting out loud shrieks that had him covering his ears. What was wrong with her?
The sparks were circling her belly now, crawling up to disappear beneath her shirt. She leaned forward, her hips rolling wildly as she took in a deep breath and shrieked one final time, her whole body shuddering as the sparks jumped from her back into Mike.
He was already hard, but the throbbing in his cock threatened to undo him. He grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her, and she let out a gasp.
"Stop!" She slid off his cock and rolled onto her back, breathing hard.
"Everything okay?" He sat up and looked at her.
"If you keep going... we'll be at this all day..." She sucked in a mouthful of air, and then let it out. "I... feel weird like..." Her blue eyes turned toward him. "I feel alive."
Looking at her, he had to agree. She had consumed his cum many times, but this was the first time he had used his magic. Not only was Dana's skin the healthy glow of a living woman, but she looked winded from the effort.
"Oh my god, I'm alive!" Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, and she held up her hands to look at them. "I can feel my heart beating, and oh my god, so many emotions, I'm actually—" Her eyes crossed for a second and her head twitched to one side. Her whole body spasmed for about ten seconds and Mike realized she was suffering a seizure.
"Holy shit, Dana!" He held her on the bed, and wondered if he needed to do something to keep her from biting her tongue. Eventually, the seizure faded, and she opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his.
"I died again." She sat up with a sigh, then looked at her hands. Oddly enough, it looked like she was holding back tears. "But I still feel way better than I did."
"You... you scared me." He sat away from her on the bed.
"I was scared, too." She took a moment to put her panties back on, deliberately looking away from him. "Hey, I'm sorry this is so weird for us. I wish it was easier, like with the others. I'm just carrying too much baggage. Stuff about Alex and... yeah."
"Huh? You have nothing to feel bad about, I'm sorry that... well, everything." He was also sorry that he couldn't will his erection to go away, but kept that bit to himself. "I'm sorry you have to keep doing this.
A thin smile crossed her lips. "Well, one of these days, we'll get things fixed so that I don't have to. Please don't take that the wrong way, what we just did was... fun. You're still just not my type."
He let out a chuckle. "If I ever figure out how to turn into a woman, I'll do it just for you."
"That's probably not a promise you should make, knowing what you know." She found her pants and put them back on, and then retightened her ponytail. "Chances are good that something in this place can do that."
The smile slipped off his face. He had already done something similar in a vision, so it wasn't much of a stretch to imagine it being possible. "Okay, well maybe just on a temporary basis. Nothing permanent."
Done putting on her clothes, she turned to face him, her mouth open as if to say something.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY ROOM?!?" Yuki cried from the hallway.
"Sounds like the others are back." Dana winked and headed for the door. "Let's go help Tink deal with Yuki."
Mike let out a sigh and put his dick away. There was no rest for the wicked, after all. He adjusted his clothes and walked out of his room and down the hall. He could hear the kitsune's distressed voice inside of her room, and Beth was sitting against the wall in the hallway, clutching Jenny to her chest. He stopped in front of her, noticing the haunted look in her eyes.
"Hey, you okay?"
Beth looked up at him and nodded, letting out an explosive breath. "Rough day. Is this your fault?" She looked at the hole in the wall.
"Tried to hack a lock on a magic door and broke our resident zombie. You?"
"Freddy Krueger-ed by Oliver across the surface of my soul... I think." She shrugged. "The details are super fuzzy, and I'm having trouble remembering it, which might be for the best."
He looked in the room to see Dana holding Yuki's hands and talking to her in a calming voice. The hole was larger than it had been, and Tink was frantically sawing through a cracked piece of wood at the base. He moved out of view, choosing to stay outside with Beth. "What's this about Oliver?"
She explained to him the process of having the demon's soul piece removed from her own as best she could. When she was done, he helped her stand and showed her the locked door from a safe distance.
"So it blew Dana through the wall when you put in the wrong code?"
"Only the second time. We pulled it the first time and nothing happened, so we figured it was safe."
"Interesting." She let out a yawn. "I'm afraid I don't have any insight. Ratu might, but she's down in the Labyrinth with our latest guest. Wants to be there when she wakes up, and ask her some questions away from all the weirdness up here."
This made him laugh. "I'm glad she considers waking up in a Labyrinth with a snake-skinned sorceress the tame choice. Maybe we need to build a sitting room or something. We could put in a fainting couch and a noise machine."
She laughed. For some reason, it sounded musical to him and he slid down the wall to sit next to her. Though Beth had been there from the beginning, he often forgot that she was just as new to this as he was, and she wasn't even bound to the house.
"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







