Page 47 of Shattered Magic

He chuckled. “I am here for support, not interaction.”

She sighed. “You are here, so you can get in and stay in as long as you like without blood being an issue.”

“Ah, yes. That would be helpful.”

Steerik-Zerul was approaching and stripping.

“I mean, we could just fuck on the dream plain in perpetuity.”

Zerul grunted and lifted her off his lap, holding her out toward Steerik. “You are my love and a wonder, but I enjoy the feel of you too much to remain platonic in the physical world.”

She blinked as she was handed to the now-naked version of him.

Fingers slid against her folds and into her sex. The familiar face quirked a smile, and he arranged her on her belly and slid inside.

She blinked. “That is so weird.”

He chuckled and began to move his hips, getting wider and pressing against her with every stroke. He gripped her hips and moved harder as he got thicker and thicker. She clutched at the bedding and focused on the feeling as her body was worked to a mechanically induced orgasm. Friction at its best.

She heard the muttering and felt the spell taking hold as she got to the edge, and as she gasped, there was a strange snapping feeling in her sex followed by numbness. Her body fluttered around his cock, he completed his chanting, and the numbness faded.

Hari felt a slow stroke down her spine, and then he withdrew.

Not a word had been spoken.

Zerul pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her. “How are you feeling, Anhara?”

“It feels weird.”

“It?”

“You know what I am referring to.”

He chuckled and nodded. “I know. How do you feel?”

“Like I just had an internal exam.” She grimaced.

Steerik was dressed and chuckled. “Let me know if you need anything else. If not, I am on my way tomorrow.”

Zerul cuddled her against him. “Thank you, Steerik.”

When he left the room and they were alone again, she looked at Zerul. “That was so odd.”

“Odd?”

“Well, it wasn’t fun, but it wasn’t not fun. I was aroused by cuddling with you, but it didn’t increase with him inside me. I came, but it was from friction, like when you stroke yourself. So, weird.” She yawned.

He chuckled. “Well, let’s crawl back into bed, and you can get some rest.”

She nodded, and he tucked them both into bed with her curled up on his chest.

She yawned and was on the edge of nodding off when she heard herself mutter, “Told you, you were a bottom.”

He casually straightened her hair with slow strokes of his fingers. “You are going to pay for that, Anhara.”

“You know where to find me.” She chuckled and slept, his chest rising and falling under her, his breath against her ear.

Chapter Nine

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