Blackness enveloped Kaydence, the room began to spin and before she knew up from down there was nothing but the void and solitary bliss of her subconscious. The last face she saw was Kaya's hovering above her, her expression worried, her lips moving but the sound of her words somehow became lost as they entered Kaydence's ears after her friend requested the help of an unknown figure to get her limp figure home. Peace had found her psyche just as her emotions and mind waged war on each other. The calm before the storm
The aroma of salty sea air blended with an earthy masculine musk aroused Kaydence from her oblivion. With her eyes still closed, she inhaled deeply, her cheeks rounded and tugged her lips into a soft smile. Her breast rose as her lungs filled and as she exhaled, her movement was matched by a firm, distinctly male, body. His weight shifted above her as his lips fell on hers in a tender kiss. Instinctively her hand rose to cup the cheek of the face so close to hers and she found that even before opening her eyes, her touch already knew the curve of his cheekbones, the arch of his brow, the line of his chin. As her mind pieced together the puzzle of his identity, a hand roamed her body, tracing her curves. Over her full hips, across the dip of her belly until finally stopping at her very full breast and cupped it in a firm grip. His thumb toyed with the taught nipple, flicking over it at the very same pace in which his tongue now flicked her ear lobe. Two thoughts crossed her mind in that moment; the first, how in the hell had she become naked, and the second, thank the gods that she was. A sigh escaped her lips and his fingers responded by giving her hard nub a gentle pinch before the kneading the breast in his grasp. Her hips involuntarily rose to meet his and she felt the firmness of his cock against her mound. So much wishing to continue this beautiful dream, her eyes remained closed as her hands roamed her lover's back under the soft cotton of he tee shirt, all the way down to his perfectly round ass and around between their bodies where she rubbed his dick, back and forth while he ground into palm through the denim of his jeans. . Kisses continued to be shared between them, their breathing fell into rhythm with each others as the the rubbing and pumping and sighs increased in intensity. A deep ache for him to be inside her shot from her abdomen to her pussy and she could feel the moisture of her want between her legs dampen the very top of her inner thighs.
“You want this, don't you, Kaydence?” A voice that sounded strangely familiar yet unnaturally like the gentle babbling of a brook invaded her ears and consumed her mind.
“Mm-mm hmm-mm,” was all she could manage before she took his lower lip between her teeth
and gave it a slight soft bite to stop him from saying anything more. His hand left her breast an
d wandered to her sweet core. He stroked the soft skin of her lips, then found his way between
them to the treasure chest and the precious gem buried there. Slowly, at first, his fingertip
passed over it, gently circling, flicking, and passing back and forth. Her soft moans became needy
pleads for him to continue this torturous tease but he refrained and plunged two fingers deep
inside her cove, over and over again he continued to finger fuck her until tears streamed down
her face because her need for release was so great.
“Please, please...I want to come... I need you,” she cried out for him when his hand left her body to release himself from the constraints of his clothing. Her own hands roamed her body in his absence. One hand rubbing to release the ache in her breast and the other stroking her throbbing clit, refusing to come down from the plateau he had brought her to. His hands found her hips and he swiftly flipped her so that she she lay face down against the soft surface she had been laying. His bare chest rested upon her back as he took both of her wrists into his grip above her head and held her there. His other hand lifted her up onto her knees, to his advantage he was much taller than her and the restraint he held on on her arms was not compromised as he entered her from behind. He filled her completely and perfectly as if their bodies were molded for one another's pleasure. There was nothing gentle about the way he drilled into her, the slap of their bodies echoing in her mind like thunder. A low growl rose from his chest and his pace quickened. She felt him swell inside her as he came closer to his own release and each time he entered her the tip of his cock hit her at her most sensitive spot. They had stepped, together, outside time and space as their bodies melted into each other. He released her hands and grabbed her waste as she lifted her torso off of the bed and braced herself on her arms. Her pelvis tilted, her back arched, her thighs quivered while he roared her name. Her pussy contracted around his member and her body shook as she could no longer hold back her release. A sting came across her ass, hard and swift, in the distinctive shape of a hand and she cried out with pain, pleasure, surprise, and wonder. Her head jerked back as a fingers tangled in her unruly wavy red hair and pulled with force. He spilled inside of her, calling her name with each thrust, their fluids mixed and flooded from her cavity, over his shaft, and down her thighs. Cries softened to pants that died into heady breaths.
Kisses trailed across her cheek, his breath warm against her ear as he spoke, “Krystal is at the right hand of the queen of the dark realm. Stop fighting us and you could join her and wield the power that comes from serving at the side of the leader of legions. Finally your power could become more than the elementary spells cast by a mortal playing with a wand, but sorcery used to control the very course of history. You have abilities and talents far beyond what even you recognize. Help us raise the Lilium and your efforts will be rewarded as your power is multiplied, and multitudes of Underworld soldiers bow to honor you as their redeemer.” The words trickled over her mind bringing visions of exotic waterfalls before her eyes. Again, her spirit recognized the owner of the voice but no form materialized behind her lids. A mist sprayed over her and beaded upon her skin. The masculine weight lifted from her leaving nothing more than a clean oceanic scent in it's wake.
When calm and silence once again claimed the darkness, finally Kaydence opened her eyes to look upon the face that had brought her both ecstasy and revelation. To her surprise she lay alone, in her own bed. Her own hand was cupping her swollen vagina, her fingers wet with her dew. Disappointment swept over her, her heart reached out for a being that was no longer there, and may never have been. It had been too real to have only been a dream, and down to her soul, Kaydence knew of only one creature that she longed for so completely.
“I will join you, Nicor, if you will allow me to be forever be by your side,” Kaydence whispered into the chill of her empty room.