Dual Heritage Ch. 02

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Feeling overwhelmed, the girl dropped the book in her hand and stumbled backward. Mark reached out to steady her, but before he could even touch her, she turned and bolted away from him, her boots pounding on the library floor. He stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched her disappear down the aisle and around a corner.

He was confused and taken aback by her sudden reaction. Did she feel the same thing as he did, or was she just scared of a stranger approaching her? His mind was racing with questions.

Mark started to jog after her, his eyes scanning the shelves and the other students studying at tables as he tried to catch a glimpse of her. Finally, he spotted her near the library entrance, struggling with the door as she fumbled with her backpack.

"Wait!" he called out, but his shout only seemed to heighten her fear. She burst through the door and into the open.

He quickly jogs after her, trying to catch up to her. He didn't understand why she was so scared, but he knew he had to stop her before she got too far away. He calls out to her again, hoping to get her attention.

"Wait, please! I just want to talk!"

But she doesn't slow down. Instead, she picks up her pace, running faster and faster as she disappears around a corner. He runs after her, his heart racing as he tries to catch up. As he turns the corner, he sees her sprinting down the hallway, her backpack bouncing behind her. He followed her out the library doors and into the bustling campus, the sound of his footsteps echoing off the walls of the buildings. People were hurrying in different directions, but he could see her long hair bobbing in the crowd.

He quickened his pace and maneuvered through the throngs of people. The smell that had initially drawn him to her was still lingering in the air, and he couldn't shake it off. He needed to know more about her, to find out what that smell was and why it had such a hold over him.

He followed her out of the campus and onto the busy streets, dodging people and traffic. The scent still hung in the air, driving him forward, his mind completely focused on finding the source. He saw her a few blocks away, and he could tell she was getting tired from running.

As he followed her through the busy traffic intersection, he realized that he was now in a different neighborhood, far from the campus. He looked around and saw that the streets were lined with cozy houses and trees, and a few people were walking their dogs. It was a quiet residential area, with neatly trimmed lawns and colorful flower beds. Most of the houses looked alike, with brick facades and white window frames.

He saw her figure in the distance, still running ahead. He knew he needed to catch up to her and explain himself. As he got closer, he could see that she was gasping for air and slowing down.

"Hey, wait up," he called out as he approached her but she started running again. He saw her disappear into a house, quickly shutting the door behind her.

Mark ran up to the door and started banging on it, "Open up!"

As the seconds tick by, it becomes clear she is not going to open. He slumps against the door, feeling frustrated and confused. What was it about her that had such a hold on him? And why had she reacted so strongly to his presence?

Take her take her take her take her............................................

His mind began to feel like it was splitting in two. On the one hand, he knew he should leave and give the girl some space. But on the other hand, that voice was growing louder, more insistent, driving him toward the door with an almost physical force. He couldn't resist it.

As he kept pounding on the door, the voice seemed to reach a fever pitch, commanding him to take her, to possess her. He knew he was losing control, but he couldn't stop himself. The need was too great.

Without thinking, he reached out and placed his hand on the doorknob. A jolt of energy passed through him, and the knob glowed faintly before turning on its own. The door clicked open.

Mark's heart raced as he stepped inside the darkened house. The voice in his head grew louder and more urgent, pushing him forward. He called out for the girl, but there was no answer. As he made his way deeper into the house, he noticed a faint smell. It was the same scent that had driven him to madness in the library.

He followed the smell through the house until he reached a closed door. As he pushed it open, he found himself in a dimly lit bedroom. The girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him with a mix of fear and confusion.

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Mark struggled to find the right words, but the voice in his head was overwhelming. "I'm sorry," he said, taking a step closer. "I don't know what's happening to me. I can't control it."

"What the hell do you want?"

He could clearly sense desire in her voice.

"Are you a magi?" he whispered.

Her eyes widened. "Who the hell are you?".

"I told you, I don't know what's happening to me," he reiterated, taking another step closer.

He leaned in closer, taking in a deep breath of the girl's intoxicating scent."You smell amazing."

The girl's cheeks flushed as she looked up at him with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes.

"You smell good too," she murmured softly, her voice trembling.

Her cheeks flushed, and she looked up at him, vulnerability flickering in her eyes. "You smell good too," she murmured softly.

"I can't promise to be gentle," he growled.

The girl's breathing quickened as she trembled under his intense gaze. "Please," she whimpered, "just be careful with me."

His desire surged, making him feel almost possessed. He couldn't resist any longer and leaned in to claim her lips, his hands roaming over her body. The girl moaned in response, her body melting into his as their passion ignited.

Their kisses were intense, fueled by an insatiable hunger. Mark's body burned with desire as they drew closer, and he could feel the heat radiating from her. Her fingers entwined in his hair, pulling him in even closer, their passion intensifying with each passing moment. He felt like he was on fire.

He kissed her with a wild abandon, his hands roaming over her body, feeling every curve and dip as if trying to memorize every inch of her. The girl responded with equal fervor, pressing her body against his and deepening the kiss. They lost all sense of time and space. The world around them seemed to fade away.

Finally, as they came up for air, Mark looked down at her with a hunger in his eyes. "I want you," he said, "I want you so much it hurts."

Her eyes widened at his words, and a shiver ran through her body. "Take me," she whispered, her voice barely audible, she bit her lower lip trying to control her surge in desire.

In a swift, forceful motion, Mark tore apart the her shirt, revealing a white bra underneath. The sound of the fabric tearing filled the air, and she gasped in surprise and shock at his sudden action.

"Ahhhhhh......"

He wasted no time as he roughly shoved her bra up, exposing her hardened nipples. His mouth latched onto them, sucking and biting with fervor while his hands explored every inch of her body. She moaned in ecstasy, her fingers clutching at his hair as the pleasure consumed her.

"You're so beautiful." He plumped one breast in his hand before taking her other nipple into his mouth.

Mark's desire was all-consuming, driving him to explore every inch of her body with a fierce intensity. As he moved lower, his lips trailed a path of hot kisses down her stomach, leaving a trail of fiery sensation in their wake. His hands worked deftly, undoing the button and zipper of her jeans in one swift movement.

With a swift tug, he pulled her jeans down, leaving her in nothing but her white panties and bra. The girl's breath caught in her throat as she felt Mark's hands on her skin. Quickly he slid down her panties and removed her bra leaving her completely naked in front him.

Not able to control himself he quickly shed off his clothes. The bed creaked under their weight as Mark roughly pulled the girl towards the center of the mattress. He loomed over her, pinning her down and trapping her with his arms. The feel of her soft skin against his made his desire burn even hotter as he placed a trail of kisses on her neck, slowly making his way up to her lips.

She was already dripping with need, her body shaking with anticipation as he felt her hips buck against him. It was clear how much she wanted him inside her, and he couldn't wait to give her what she craved.

Mark's lips brushed against her ear as he spoke in a low, husky voice. "Tell me. Do you want me inside you?"

"I don't want anything else more than that," she hissed through gritted teeth. "I'm going crazy," she added, breathing heavily. "Please, don't tease me anymore. I'm probably going to cum the moment you put it in."

His grip on her tightened as he felt her body tremble with need. "You're so wet for me," he murmured, his lips tracing a path down her neck. "I want to make you cum so hard."

"Please, just do it," she begged, her body arching up against his. "I need you to fuck me, now." she replied breathing heavily, looking at his twitching penis with a crazed look.

Mark felt his own body respond to the girl's words, the desire to be inside her overwhelming him. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the head of his cock moving up and down between them, sometimes rubbing her clitoris.

She moaned with frustration, her hips bucking against him in an attempt to get him inside her. "Please," she pleaded, "I need you inside me. Now. Just put it in already..ahahnnnnn..."

He rammed into her, sinking balls-deep in one fierce drive. Her word turned into a loud moan of pleasure.

The girl's eyes were closed, her body shaking as he pounded into her with increasing urgency. Her hands clawed at the sheets beneath her as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm.

"Ahh fuckkkkkk..."

The room filled with the sound of their labored breathing and the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together. The pleasure they were giving and receiving was electric, a palpable energy that seemed to fill the room.

"Aaahn~ Haahh fuckkkkk..... I'm losing my mind."

Her body was writhing uncontrollably, lost in waves of pleasure as he pounded into her relentlessly. Her moans filled the room, and she couldn't help but smile, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations coursing through her.

Mark then spread her legs wide, his hands resting at her sides as he leaned in to kiss her deeply. She eagerly locked her arms around his neck, their tongues tangling together in a frenzy of desire.

He sucked on her tongue, reveling in the taste of her as she did the same to him. They continued kissing and sucking on each other's tongues for a good minute until they finally pulled back, both of them breathless and gasping for air.

"Oh yes, don't stop."

He groaned in response, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pounded into her with increasing intensity.

The girl's legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he groaned in pleasure. He marveled at how perfectly they fit together, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, relishing the feeling of her clenching around him.

Her body tightened around him, and she relished the feeling of him inside her, filling her completely. As he pulled out to the tip, his chest and arms strained, becoming hard and tense. The tightening of his abs was the only warning she had before he slammed into her, hard and fast.

He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "You like that?" he whispered.

She could only nod, the pleasure overwhelming her senses.

"You feel so good," he said, his voice thick with desire. Tightening his grip, he began to fuck her with fierce, wild drives, nailing her hips to the mattress with every thrust.

Pleasure rippled through her, washing over her with every hot, forceful push of his body into hers. "Oh, yes sooo.....deeppppp...," she moaned, her hands gripping his back. "Don't stop, please don't..ahhh..stoppp."

"I won't," he promised. "I'm going to make you come again and again."

She moaned in response, unable to form coherent words as pleasure coursed through her body. All she could do was hold on tight and let him take her to new heights of ecstasy.

"AHN~ I want to cum for you. Ah~ I want to cum with you inside me...Ah~ aaaah~...," she moaned loudly.

"Do it."

She gasped and moaned as his words and the intensity of his movements brought her closer to the brink. "Oh, god, I'm almost there," she whimpered.

"Come on, let it go. Let me feel you."

She cried out as she finally let herself go, her body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to drive into her.

"Yes, yes, oh god, yes."

Her tightness made it difficult for him to move in and out of her contracting walls. "Fill me," she pleaded, her voice almost breaking. As her pussy clamped down on him even tighter like a vise, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, signaling her orgasm.

"Please, ohhhhhhhhh, fill me," she begged.

Her climax was the final trigger that pushed him over the edge, and he felt an intense pressure building up at the base of his cock. "Oh, fuck," he growled as he suddenly broke through the resistance, and then her tunnel squeezed him tightly.

It was as though he was being pulled inside of her womb, and a tingling sensation spread up from his abdomen and into his head. He erupted inside of her like a volcano, causing her to mewl and writhe on top of his spraying cock.

"Fucking hell," he roared in a primal voice.

A moment of stillness passed by before Mark collapsed on top of the girl. His entire body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and his heart was beating rapidly from their powerful lovemaking session.

After taking a moment to catch their breath, he realized he was still deeply embedded inside her. As he attempted to pull out, he felt a strange resistance that left him puzzled. Initially, he thought it was exhaustion, but when he moved his hips again, he knew something was amiss.

"Holy fuck, what's going on?" he gasped, starting to panic. "What the actual fuck is happening?"

"Stop moving around," she insisted, her expression confused. "Why are you freaking out?"

"I uhh... can't seem to move."

His partner, however, appeared unfazed by the situation. "Stop moving," she instructed, studying him for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"This is how a magnus mates," she explained with a hint of amusement. "Your cock will be inside me for a while."

He still didn't understand, and she narrowed her eyes in response. "Can't you feel your dick releasing your seed in my womb?"

As she spoke, Mark could still feel his orgasm and the sensation of cum pouring inside her. "Yah, uhh... I think I can feel it."

She giggled, tightening her legs around him. "You're gonna keep doing that. You've already poured like a gallon of your seed."

She smiled knowingly, flexing her inner muscles around him clenching his cock around her.

Despite having many questions, the overwhelming pleasure of being inside her silenced Mark's curiosity. He pushed aside his concerns and allowed himself to be lost in the moment as she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist.

She pulled him in for a kiss. Her soft lips pressed against his, her tongue sliding past his lips to tangle with his own. He responded eagerly, his hands moving to cradle her head as he deepened the kiss.

As they kissed, he unknowingly pushed his hips forward, eliciting a gasp from her.

"Ahhhh...." She broke from his mouth. "Don't move..." she gasped.

Confused, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so sore," she sighed, her body still recovering. "You really did a number on me."

"Oh..I.... I'm sorry."

"Oh no, don't apologize," she reassured him, a smile spreading across her face. "I feel really good right now, better than I thought I would. Way better than what I was told it will feel like."

"Wow," she murmured, gazing down to see his cock still buried deep inside her, still unleashing his seed. "You're still pumping in me," she observed with a slight giggle.

"I uhh... can't seem to control it."

"Oh, you're so cute," she said before leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. She then sighed blissfully as she could feel his cock continue to pump inside her.

He moaned as she shifted her hips, clenching her inner muscles around him. "God, you feel so good," he whispered, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "I don't think I can ever get enough of you."

She smiled at him, running her hands through his hair. "I don't want you to ever get enough of me," she murmured pulling him in for another kiss.

As they kissed, she continued to flex her muscles around him, milking him of his release. He groaned into her mouth, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward as his orgasm washed all over him again.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally felt himself completely empty inside her. He slowly pulled himself out, causing her to gasp at the sudden change in sensation. As he watched, a flow of his sperm gushed out from between her pussy lips, coating them both in a sticky mess.

He couldn't help but growl at the sight of his cum mingling with her juices, finding it incredibly arousing. She too seemed to enjoy the sight, as a knowing smile graced her lips.

"I'm making a mess," she murmured, slipping a pad into her underwear and putting them back on. "That should help contain it."

He couldn't help but chuckle at her remark, feeling grateful for the lighthearted moment after the intense passion they had just shared.

She gave him a shy smile before leaning up to kiss him as he stood up. They kissed passionately, their tongues tangling in a fiery dance. As they broke apart, they were both panting and gasping for breath.

"I can't stop kissing you," she moaned softly, her hands caressing his chest. "I want you buried deep inside me again, fucking me hard."

He watched as she reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out a plain t-shirt, slipping it over her head. As she adjusted the shirt to cover her body, he couldn't help but notice how it emphasized her curves in all the right places.

As she stood there in front of him, he couldn't resist the urge to apologize for her torn shirt. "Sorry about your shirt," he said sheepishly, gesturing towards the discarded piece of clothing on the floor.

She waved his apology away with a dismissive gesture. "Don't worry about it,"

With her hair chestnut hair pulled back into a ponytail and her oversized shirt serving as her only attire, she looked effortlessly sexy.

"Like what you see?" she teased, walking over to him and running her hands up his chest.

He couldn't resist her touch and pulled her in for a kiss. Their tongues danced together as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. When they finally broke apart, she looked up at him with a playful glint in her eye.

"You are definitely a trouble maker."

"You think I'm trouble? You don't know the half of it," she teased, a playful smile gracing her lips.

"So what now?" he asked.

"Well since we are bonded I think I should pack my stuff and move in with you."

"Wait what?" he said as he pushed her away. "What are you saying?"

She looked confused at my outburst. "okay how about you drop the innocent act now. It's getting a bit too boring."

"Just... one sec back up a bit what do you mean by bonded?"

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Well in laymen terms it means we are married."

"WHAT??"

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"You're joking, right?"

"No, I'm not joking. We got married the moment you came inside me," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of annoyance.