Cam's Justice

Needless to say, by the time we finished up with our first day's work, just a couple of hours, I was plenty wound up for one of those midday love sessions, because every morning and night just wasn't enough to fully quiet my demon-sized libido when it came to my mates. Really, I blamed that, but their insatiability was just as bad as mine at times.

When we got upstairs, Faith and I kissed and stripped each other down, I'd love on my witch too, but Faith was first since she'd been the one driving me crazy for two hours. I needed to be inside of her heaven, as quickly as I could manage it.

Faith spoke in her normal bedroom voice, she was a seductress without even trying, and that was just with her voice, never mind her graceful movements or the lushly sumptuous curves of her petitely sinful body.

"I think I'm pregnant," which made my cock twitch powerfully.

"Think?"

She replied, "My moon-flow is a week late."

I wondered if there was something wrong with me, the surge of lust at the idea of either of my mates being pregnant was extremely powerful. The sense and need to protect and cherish them also rose in equal measure, and the conflicting and deep drives combined to make me a little crazy. I needed my sexpot so badly in that moment.

"That's wonderful news," I said in a strangled voice, that made her smile mysteriously in a clearly pleased way.

My Cassia was already naked and on the bed, a look of heat and lust in her eyes as she watched us, but I barely noticed as I lost myself in Faith's alluring ochre eyes.

I pulled faith into a passionate kiss, which she returned in ardor as she let out a needy whimper. I knew what she needed, and manhandled her a little roughly to the bed, and bent her over the side. I spanked that perfect and petite, supple and tight, bubbled ass of hers.

"Ass up woman," I demanded.

She gasped from the sting of it, in pleasure, and that's when I lined up and drove inside of her petite sexpot body. She was fucking soaked for me, after teasing me and loving on me for two hours with patient and affectionate touches and strokes to my hard body.

My rude and insistent invasion made her gasp even more sharply in pleasure, and she arched her back and stuck her ass up higher for me, eagerly, as I started to drill myself into her tight, hot, and satiny passage.

Faith said breathily and seductively, "Yes, Cam, fuck me, I need you to, punish me with that cock. Fill my gravid pussy."

I twitched, hard at that last even as I drilled myself into her sweet and tight body. I bent over and wrapped an arm around her to teasingly squeeze her breasts, as my left hand fingertips teased the back of her neck, and then slightly parted and ran into her hair and then gripped.

She gasped breathily, and then stuck her ass up as high as she could, going on her toes, as I pulled back on her hair forcing her to arch her back even farther. She looked so sexy, her mouthwateringly thin waist, and her perfect and petite bubbled ass against my abdomen, as I was buried balls deep into her tight and nubile channel.

She asked, "Do you like that idea? Filling up my pregnant belly and soiling my innocence with your nasty seed?"

She'd sounded both enthrallingly seductive and breathlessly amused, as if she'd found a new toy to play with, a way to drive me to take her without mercy. Not that she couldn't do it before, but my obvious and heated response to her announcement was a whole new level of lustful need.

I wasn't going to let her down, I knew she wanted it, I could feel it. My Faith liked to be claimed roughly at least once a day, then she'd turn sweet and kittenish, loving, and we'd make love after that.

I growled, "Mine, my seductive and precious sexpot."

Then I pulled out slowly, and I drove my fat cock into her heedlessly and as hard as I could, all eight inches of it.

She gasped in pleasure, and she squeezed around me tightly as she ground back and up milking me hard, that made me snap and I pulled her hair harder as I started to slam into her from behind. Her sweet supple bubbled ass shook and vibrated violently, each time our bodies slammed together, and she started to gasp, squeeze, and grind back against me in perfect synchronicity with my heedless pounding.

I heard a sweeter gasp, one without a sultry hint to it, and looked up into wide and wild warm brown eyes, and I saw that my witch was frigging herself as she watched me ravage my exotically and erotically sensuous sexpot. Our eyes connected for just a few moments, and I swear the look in mine as I took Faith threw Cassia over the edge into ecstasy. My witch had gone a come a long way since the days of doubt and jealousy, watching me ravish the others just made her wild, shamelessly so.

That was also hot as hell, but I returned my gaze and full attention to Faith, where it belonged. The way her bright red wavy curls bounced wildly, the way her back arched, and the captivating and beguiling sexy sounds of pleasure that fell from her lips. The way she bucked and ground her body back against mine with a wanton and aggressive submission that blew my mind.

The incredible heavenly friction of her tight hot channel never got old, and never failed to blow my mind. As a shifter she was a few degrees hotter than the rest of my mates, and the excruciating pleasure her sex had on mine was undeniable, inexorable, and absolute as we both raced for blissful satisfaction.

There was a part of me, and my magic, that knew she was climbing fast and high, but most of my mind was in an animalistic place as I took my pleasure, claimed my mate once again, and rutted into the one of the most exotically and erotically sexy women I'd ever had the pleasure of meeting.

She was mine, my mate, and the way she constricted around me, milked my cock with every stroke, and fucked herself back into me with boundless passion and unreserved submission spoke to something primal deep inside my psyche. She was mine, by my claim, by her passionate surrender, and at that point with my child growing inside of her.

"Mine!" I growled possessively, a statement that could not be questioned.

Faith loved that, loved being claimed, so much so that my growled demand of ownership of her body, soul, heart, and mind sent her hurtling into blissful ecstasy.

She gasped, "Cam!" in that seductively sultry and breathless tone that went straight to my balls. Her sex tightened further, and the pleasure doubled as I long-stroked her through her orgasm and started to feel my balls boil.

Fuck, I needed to look into her eyes. I had to.

I pulled out, forcefully flipped her, and then impaled myself back into her body amidst her convulsions as her legs went over my shoulders.

She'd cried out at the loss of my cock, only to keen in pleasure the next moment as her eyes were caught by mine and I'd filled her once again with my full length.

I buried myself forcefully in her two more times, making her generous C cups bounce and shake violently, then I exploded and started to fill her tight sex with my seed. I filled her already pregnant womb with my seed, while I stared deeply into her eyes with a possessively claiming gaze that perfectly complemented the total blissful submission and surrender in her eyes.

The intense look in her eyes, and on her beloved and exotically beautiful face told me everything. They told me she was mine to possess, to protect, to cherish, to love, and that I was hers to serve, to submit, to love, and to pleasure. Words were crude in comparison to that moment we shared. I knew she would do absolutely anything I asked her to, without limit, and at the same time she knew I would do anything I had to do in order to protect and cherish her, to keep her safe, and would never ever hurt or shame her with the awesome power and authority she granted me over her precious life, mind, and heart.

I leaned down and kissed her softly, lovingly, the pulse of my seed and the convulsions of her bliss had washed away the primal need and lust to claim and be claimed, all that was left was our love and the deep need we had of each other.

She might belong to me, but she had me enthralled and beguiled beyond all doubt.

She smiled brightly, "I love you, Cam."

"Love you too, my Faith."

She tilted her head, and bit her lip, "Always yours."

I pulled out and moved her onto the bed, then pulled her against me as I joined her.

That'd been particularly intense, and so much more than just sex. After the wild ride, I was more than content with the idea when Cassia straddled me, and she took my cum covered cock into her ready channel.

It was strange, or maybe it should've been, but it really wasn't, as I focused my attention and love on my Cassia. Yet... my Faith was still plastered against my side, and the intimacy and warmth between us didn't wane in the least, even as my Cassia rode and made love to me from above.

It was all so much more than just my crazy libido, I loved them both intensely by that time in my life, and I was looking forward to starting our family. Our intense sex lives were just a way to measure what really mattered in our lives, and in our deep relationships. My two mates, the loves of my life, or at least loves of their lifetimes, were far more than coterie, they were my family.

Cassia asked, "When was the last time you were surprised by something your body did?"

We were outside later that afternoon, just relaxing after the morning training and all the wild and loving sex until lunchtime. My libido was about as quiescent as it ever got, a low hum as I enjoyed their company and touches on the outdoor furniture.

I shrugged, "Not for about a week, although I'm still noticing new details and subtleties almost daily."

Cassia nodded, "I think you're ready for the next step, which is focused exploration."

I raised an eyebrow.

Cassia smiled, "Nature is all one piece, and it wouldn't do you any good trying to study one part of it, outside of your body I mean, which is in a way an entire enclosed eco-system. Point being, you're going to get distracted by everything a witch can feel around them, it's a lot to take in. It not only takes time to get accustomed to the amount of information, but also the surprises as you make new connections.

"So, we start with focused exploration, meaning during your normal day you want to stick with just monitoring your own body, and continue expanding your understanding there, but for moments like this where we're just quietly relaxing, it's a good time to spread out your focus, and to work on getting your mind used to it. Like meditation. You should start doing that at least an hour a day, and in a few weeks, we can see where you're at. It's just a first step, and it'll take a lot of work before you're ready to try offensive spells, or even healing someone besides yourself."

"Alright, I'll give it a shot."

I was almost instantly overwhelmed, and I understood the concept immediately and why focused exploration was a necessary step. I'd have had trouble walking if I'd tried in that moment, much less navigating a normal day, and a fight would've been out of the question. I felt... bombarded by the world around me, as I spread out my witch awareness of nature.

Cassia said, "Try to eliminate me and Faith, it's bad form to go around magically feeling everyone up, we tend to only do that when casting harmful or helpful spells directly on a person."

Faith grinned, "I don't know, he can feel me up all he wants."

I laughed, and she squeaked in shock when I groped her breast, gently.

What? She shouldn't say it if she didn't mean it.

Faith giggled naughtily when the shock wore off.

Cassia tapped her foot impatiently, but I could see her fighting a smile at the corners of her full lips. She was doing her best to stay in her mistress mode of teaching however.

I let out a breath, and concentrated, it wasn't exactly hard. Thought and deed were very much linked when it came to wielding our witch magic and directing its arcane senses. It was the spells, and the understanding, that took work, the actual witch power inside of us was as easy to control as my wings, claws, or shadowy hellfire. I didn't even have to eliminate them specifically, just imagine not monitoring any humanoids within the reach of my magic, that was enough. My power was responsive and smart enough to work with such a simple command.

Which made sense, otherwise I'd have to constantly remove people from my senses with a focused thought when walking down a crowded and busy street. That would be a pain in the ass.

Cassia nodded, "Good. How is it?"

I laughed, "I feel like I just stepped into the midday market, with the crowds, loud voices, and a million different scents, times a hundred."

Cassia smiled, "Good, you'll get used to it, your mind will learn how to process it mostly subconsciously, just like you can pay attention to a single voice in that market, and your mind automatically filters out all the other voices and noises around you and turns it into background noise that isn't distracting.

"An hour a day should be enough to train your subconscious in a month's time, maybe less. Once you've got that, you can leave it out all the time, and your level of understanding will also increase by a great amount. In the beginning you'll find it impossible to focus on details, so just relax and feel the larger pattern, ebbs and flows."

"Yes maam."

Cassia smirked.

"I'm going to start dinner early, ready for tonight?"

Yeah, later that night should be interesting. When I made allies of the vampire kiss through my coterie connection to Lysa, the second most powerful vampire in her kiss. I never imagined that the first time Niri, the kiss's mistress, would invite us to a noble party as an ally request. Apparently, we were all the nobles were talking about, the replacements for the Eternal Rose coven in maintaining the palace wards, though none of them knew exactly what those wards accomplished, for obvious reasons.

Point being, we were going to a party tonight, to increase the kiss's political capital and pull in noble circles. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, and suspected we'd be more an outlandish and shocking exhibit rather than true guests, but Niri asked for our help and was an ally, so we'd do it for their benefit. I also thought it might not hurt.

Still, we were going for shock and awe, because I was taking my Drow with us as well, and of course Lysa would be there, which was my entire coterie of four, and every woman I was sleeping with save Tammy my gardening goddess.

I supposed it was also a good opportunity for us, to start making connections among the nobles, who knew when that might come in handy in the future? Regardless, I wasn't about to say no to the first allied request Niri made of us, even if the whole idea didn't really appeal to me all that much, it was a price and cost of power and influence in the city. In a way, despite my personal opinion on the matter, Niri was doing us as much of a favor in inviting us as we were for her in going.

"Yes, I'm ready, or I will be."

We still had to take baths, and then get dressed up in our new fancier clothes.

I pushed that out of my head, and I tried to make sense of all the impressions I had of the world around me, as Cassia moved into the house to start dinner. I grinned, and I put a hand on her stomach and one around her waist, as my Faith slipped into my lap.

I loved how physically affectionate she was, even when we were very well sated, and her scent and warm body against mine was a boundless source of comfort.

Chapter Nine

"You two look fantastic, come on in."

It was after dinner, and everyone was gathering at our house, at least, my coterie and Niri were.

Lysa gave me light cheek kiss as she came in. My lissome vampire had her lovely golden blonde ringlets up in a fancy bun with just the end of her hair loose. She looked fantastic in a multi-shade and multi-layer gossamer dark to medium blue dress, that really brought out her eyes, and looked both conservative and quite alluring.

I'd only seen Niri once before, and that morning had been a little rough as we'd taken out the last master, and she'd just gotten out of bed and been bitch slapped across the room. In short, she looked ten times more attractive that night, her silky light blonde was up on the sides but still flowed down her back like a shimmering curtain that sparkled in the light.

Her petite and curvaceous body was covered in a red multi-layer dress that was just alluring enough to make my male mind want to see what was below, only hinting at the delightful creamy skin and curves below. I'd also forgotten how angelically and innocently beautiful her face was, but I supposed that's one of the reasons she was picked to join the kiss, shallow or not. She had a bright smile on her face as she took me in, and she surprised me with a chaste kiss and hug as she walked in behind my Lysa.

Niri said lightly, "Thanks, you look rather fantastic yourself."

She looked around, my Faith was in a silver dress, which looked fantastic with her bright red wavy hair. My lovely chestnut-haired beauty was in a particularly fetching dark green dress. Last but not least, my Drow was in a lovely yellow dress, and they all looked rather stunning. Not just my four, but Niri as well.

I smiled, "Thanks, the rest of your kiss?"

Niri said, "They'll meet us there, I only came along with Lysa to share a few dos and don'ts. I also wanted to thank you personally for what you did for us, we only ever talk through my Lysa, and she's rather determined to keep my claws away from you."

Niri winked a little salaciously, and my cock may have stirred a little. Still, I got the impression she was a flirt because it matched her angelical innocent beauty and hot little body, and I firmly reminded myself she was a five-hundred-year-old vampire and the head of the small vampire kiss in the city. That was just her public persona, I was curious who she really was. Plus, sleeping with her just sounded like a bad idea, outside of the shallow desire her face and body stirred up that is.

Lysa laughed, "Be careful mistress, or he'll have you out of that dress and screaming his name before you even know what happened."

Niri giggled wickedly, her face saying, and that would be bad because? And then she winked at my mates, "Seriously, thank you, Cam."

I nodded graciously, "It was my pleasure to put down the monster, truly. You had some rules for us?"

Niri nodded, "There's no need to bow in the party, or in public, but a slight nod of respect wouldn't go amiss when being introduced. Also, barons and earls should be addressed as my lord or my lady, and dukes of both sexes are your grace. Since I invited you, I'll be showing you off and introducing you all to people. Lastly, although it was fun to flirt with you, I was making a point too, Lysa tells me that you can be rather possessive?"

I grunted, not sure if I was going to not like or hate this part.

Niri grinned impishly, and she rested a hand on my chest for a moment, "This is harmless flirting, and your Lysa will be doing that, as will I, with a number of the men. It's one of the ways we influence others, using our sex appeal and a very light touch of compulsion. Try not to kill them."

I laughed, "I'm not quite that bad, but if anyone gropes her, I can't make any promises he won't pull back a stump."

Lysa said, "That won't be a problem, the nobility isn't that crude, and there will be... entertainment for that."

"Entertainment?"

Niri nodded, "She means whores. It's a full-service party. The nobles can be rather decadent, but Lysa's right, they don't try to take what isn't offered, and they certainly don't grope the guests, only the servants."

Niri winked, and I wasn't sure just how serious she was, about any of it. It was also a bit surprising, what did the wives think about that? I mean, I had my coterie, but it wasn't quite the same thing, or was I just fooling myself?