CHAPTER 120

With a surge of strength, he grabbed Dana by the hips to guide her. All of her movements were random, but now he could at least attempt to control her when she wasn't busy trying to eat his face.

The sparks were building up between them now, and Dana groaned through her tape. She shuddered, her skin briefly turning pink as blood flowed through her body. When she looked down at him, he caught a flicker of recognition, but it didn't last as her skin became gray again.

"Here." Yuki helped Mike sit up and gave him some water. He didn't realize how thirsty he was, and he sucked at it greedily. Naturally, it was ice cold. Once finished, he shifted back down to allow Quetzalli access to his ass and they resumed.

Dana's body temperature fluctuated wildly as he continued to blast small loads into her. With each orgasm, his magic flooded him with new strength, and he now had his hands on Dana's thighs. Her eyes were still bloodshot, but he caught glimpses of blue in her eyelids as she returned to them. She had placed her hands on his chest for balance, which allowed Abella to let go of her.

"Mmph," Dana muttered through the tape. She now alternated between grinding her clit on his pubic bone and lifting her body up so that he could slide most of the way out of her. When she did this, he could see Quetzalli down below, her eyes lit up in excitement. She was getting quite the show from her current spot but was still moving her fingers inside of him. Her other hand was firmly planted between her legs, and the scale patterns on her face were shimmering in response.

Mike felt an immense pressure build inside his body. His magic suddenly uncurled, generating motes of light that hovered around them. Everyone stopped to watch except for Dana, who continued to fuck him hard enough that the bed was now groaning in protest. The lights swirled around Mike and Dana, and then a sizzling sound filled the air.

"Quetzalli?" Yuki moved away from the bed. "Your horn is sparking."

The motes of light turned into tiny stars, and then suddenly connected to one another with dazzling streamers that flowed across the room. The lamps in the cabin flickered and went out as the motes spiraled around the room like a tornado of light, sucking electricity out of the cabin's outlets.

Mike's hair stood on end as the magic surrounded them. His consciousness expanded to fill the room, and then the forest. For a moment, he was the soil beneath, and the wind through the trees. Foreign thoughts shot through his mind like shooting stars, and then his mind snapped back into his body like a giant rubber band.

Dana collapsed on top of him as the energy brightened and then burned like thousands of tiny stars before rocketing across the room and into Quetzalli's horn. The dragon let out a gasp of surprise as her eyes lit up with power, and then she released all of it into Mike's ass.

The surge of energy through his prostate migrated through his entire body, and he felt time slow to a crawl. His own magic had been gathered up and focused back through his body. He could hear thunder inside his own head as the magic passed through his prostate and built up along his throbbing shaft. The pressure was immense, and his ears popped as he tensed up so hard that he couldn't even scream. Waves of pleasure ricocheted through his body as he blew a tremendous load.

Dana reacted immediately, her vagina clamping down on him as she sat upright, her arms going rigid. The magic swirled around her, and her eyes glowed with light as the magic went all the way through her body. Black lines formed along her skin and then burned away and vanished, her scream drastically muted by the duct tape.

A wave of light emanated from her, knocking Quetzallia into Yuki. The room was dark save for the waning light of day coming through the window.

"What in the gods was that?" Abella whispered.

Mike raised his arms, flexing his hands. He was able to move his legs again, and he shifted beneath Dana, grateful that his strength had returned. Dana looked down at him, her eyes ablaze with their own inner light, and pointed at her mouth with one of her mittened hands.

He reached up and pulled off the strip of tape. Dana let out a loud, rumbling belch. She patted her belly and let out a sigh of contentment.

"I'm finally full," she announced. Pulling herself off of Mike, her legs unsteady beneath her as she tried to get off the bed.

"Are you okay?" Mike asked.

"I think so." She rubbed her eyes. "Still wish you had tits, but that's a dead girl problem. Um...high five for the assist?"

He laughed and slapped the hand she held up. When he sat up, he saw that Yuki and Quetzalli were tangled up together, but were struggling to stand because the fairy lube had spilled all over both of them and coated the floor.

Abella moved to assist them while he took the tape off Dana's wrists. The weakness was gone, but he felt like he hadn't eaten in days. He really hoped there was some clam chowder in the soup box, but would happily eat whatever came out of the can.

Dana stretched next to him, then frowned. "Where are my pants?"

"They were a casualty of your breakout," Yuki explained. "You're gonna have to wear something else."

Dana nodded, then looked at Mike. "Thank you. I know it's weird, but I appreciate it."

He nodded. It wasn't like it was a huge sacrifice on his part, but he had been happy to help. Taking a deep breath, he slid off the bed and went to find his own clothes. Once he got something to eat, it was time to figure out the next step. There were a massive number of problems he needed to address, and he would need every ounce of strength to make it happen.