Dual Heritage Ch. 03

"So, what are you studying in college?" Mark asked.

"Computer graphics," she replied.

"Computer graphics, huh? That's pretty cool. What kind of projects have you worked on?"

Ria's face lit up as she began to talk about her projects. "Oh, I've worked on a lot of things. I've designed 3D models for video games, created animations for short films, and even worked on some virtual reality projects."

Mark listened intently, fascinated by Ria's work. "Wow, that's really impressive. I always wanted to learn more about visual effects, but I'm not exactly the most tech-savvy person out there."

"That's okay. It's not for everyone. What are you studying?"

"Business," Mark said, chuckling. "It's not as thrilling as your field. Most of my days are a battle against the urge to snooze in accounting."

She laughs. "Well, at least you'll be making big bucks someday. But seriously, what do you do for kicks?"

"When I'm not drowning in spreadsheets, I shoot hoops or hit the trails. Ever been hiking?"

"That's cool. I've always wanted to try hiking, but I've never had the chance."

"We should definitely go sometime."

"I'd like that."

As they were talking, the waitress arrived with their glasses of wine, placing them gently on the table.

"Thank you," Ria said, taking a sip of her wine. "This is really good."

"Yeah, it's definitely worth the price."

As they perused the menu, their conversation flowed effortlessly. For Mark, the stress and tension of the day seemed to melt away, replaced by a sense of ease and comfort in Ria's presence.

She took a sip of her wine and leaned towards Mark, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know, Mark, I can't help but think about what we could be doing instead of just having dinner."

"Oh really? And what exactly would that be?"

"I think you have a pretty good idea, but let's just say it involves a lot less talking and a lot more... physical activity."

"I like the sound of that. But let's finish our dinner first, shall we?"

She pouted playfully. "Oh, fine. But just know that I won't be able to keep my hands off you for much longer. My self-restraint has its limits."

Mark chuckled, feeling the heat rising between them. "Well, I can't say I mind that too much."

As they continued to flirt and tease each other, the restaurant seemed to fade into the background. They were lost in their own little world, the chemistry between them growing stronger by the minute.

"So, you're into computer graphics? Can you turn me into a superhero in my pics?"

"I can certainly try. But you already look pretty dashing to me."

"Well, I'm glad I'm living up to your expectations. But let's be honest, a little superhero touch wouldn't hurt."

"Want to channel your inner Captain America?"

"Chris Evans sets a high bar."

Ria leaned in, her dress revealing just a hint more cleavage. "It's all about the suit. And trust me," her eyes flicked suggestively over his frame, "you'd more than measure up."

"In that case, I'm game."

She leaned back, still giggling. "I'll see what magic I can work, then."

"Looking forward to it. But I have to say I'm having a hard time focusing on anything else right now especially, with the way your hips move."

Ria laughed. "You sure know how to flatter a girl."

"Can't help it. Your hips have been on my mind since we met."

"Intriguing. Maybe a closer inspection is due later."

"I'd be all for that."

She winked and took another sip of her wine. "Well, maybe we should talk about something else before we get kicked out of this restaurant."

Mark chuckled. "Good point. Don't want to make headlines on our first official date."

"Exactly. So, what's the plan after your business degree?"

Mark swirled his wine. "Still figuring it out. I know I want a career in business, but the specifics are up in the air."

"That makes sense. You have plenty of time to figure it out."

"Yeah, I guess I do. What about you? What do you want to do after you graduate?"

"I'm not entirely sure either. I know I want to work in the entertainment industry, maybe in visual effects or animation. But it's a competitive field, so we'll see."

"Sounds challenging."

"So, Mark, mind if I ask you something?" She leaned back, locking eyes with him.

"Shoot."

"How come you don't know anything about the supernatural community?"

"To be honest, I've never really been exposed to this side of world. My aunt has always been pretty guarded about that sort of thing."

Ria raises an eyebrow in surprise. "Your aunt? What does she have to do with it?"

"She's always been... protective, you could say. Ever since my parents passed away when I was younger, she's taken on the role of my guardian. She's always been very secretive and cautious, especially when it comes to anything related to the supernatural."

Ria's expression softened, "I'm sorry to hear that, Mark. That must have been really hard for you."

"It was, but I was young. My aunt's done a good job raising me."

She placed a comforting hand on his arm, "I'm sure they would have been proud of you."

He smiled, "I like to think so."

As if on cue, the waiter arrived at their table carrying their food. Ria's eyes lit up as she took in the sight of her steaming plate of pasta.

"Wow, this looks amazing!" she exclaimed.

Mark nodded in agreement as he picked up his fork. "Yeah, I've heard great things about this place. I'm excited to finally try it."

Ria took a bite of her pasta and moaned in delight. "Mmm, this is divine."

They continued to eat, making small talk about their favorite movies and whatnot. As they continued their meal, Mark couldn't help but steal glances at Ria, imagining all the things he wanted to do to her. He sensed her gaze on him too, her eyes heavy with unspoken promises.

"You know, Ria, it's strange, but I feel like we have a deep connection. It's almost as if we've known each other for a long time."

Ria winked, her eyes twinkling. "Oh, we've gotten to know each other quite well. On the bed, the floor, against the door, and especially on my parents' bed."

"I'd say we're still getting to know each other," he grinned.

"Then let's fix that," Ria giggled, sipping her wine. He noticed she was tipsy.

"Maybe we should ease up on the wine."

Ignoring his caution, she leaned in. "You know what I've fantasized about all day?"

"What's that?"

She bit her lip seductively. "Being under you in bed," she whispered.

A surge of desire coursed through Mark. He leaned in, his voice gravelly. "And what would you like me to do?"

Her eyes smoldered as she ran her hand suggestively over his thigh. "You know what I like."

Mark felt his cock twitch at her touch, and he knew what he wanted. He wanted Ria completely at his mercy, begging for more.

"I'll make you beg for it, Ria." he whispered, his voice rough with desire.

Ria shivered at his words, feeling a rush of heat pooling between her thighs. She knew she wanted him, wanted him to take control and show her pleasure like she had never experienced before.

"I want that, Mark. I want you to dominate me," she breathed, her words barely audible over the soft music playing in the background.

As Mark took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, Ria felt her heart race with anticipation. She could already feel the power he held over her, the way he commanded her attention and desire.

"I'll make you forget everything but the feel of my touch, the sound of my voice," he said, his voice low and commanding. Ria could feel her heart racing as she imagined all the things Mark would do to her.

She nodded eagerly, a sultry smile spreading across her lips. "I can't wait."

He continued kissing her hand, "I will have you naked and vulnerable, completely at my mercy. I want to hear you moan and beg for me."

"Yes, please," she whispered, her eyes half-closed with desire.

"Let's finish our meal and get out of here," he said, breaking the spell of the moment.

Ria nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of anticipation. Finally, as they finished their dessert, Mark took Ria's hand and pulled her up from her seat. "Let's go," he said huskily, leading her out of the restaurant and towards his car.

Ria giggled and followed eagerly, her heart pounding with anticipation.

As they walked out of the restaurant, Mark couldn't help but think about all the things he wanted to do to her. He was about to suggest heading to her place when Ria cut him off.

"I can't wait that long," she declared, seizing his hand and steering him toward parking lot.

In the soft glow of the streetlights, Ria looked ethereal. Mark was captivated by her grace, the hypnotic sway of her hips as she led him to her car.

She unlocked the doors and slid into the backseat. "Get in," she beckoned. Mark needed no further invitation. His heart pounding, he joined her in the car.

The moment the doors clicked shut, Ria's lips found Mark's. He moaned, savoring the lingering taste of wine on her lips.

Ria's hands roamed freely, threading through his hair, tracing the contours of his chest. Mark felt himself respond, his yearning for her escalating with each touch.

Without breaking their kiss, Ria began to undo Mark's belt, her fingers deftly working to release his throbbing cock. Mark moaned as she stroked him, feeling the pleasure building inside of him.

"Fuck," he groaned as she continued to tease him with her hands.

On the floor of the car, she knelt before him and deftly pulled down his pants to grant herself the access she craved.

Mark's touch on Ria's cheek sent shivers down her spine. "Suck it," he commanded in a low voice, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't resist. Without hesitation, she lowered her head to his throbbing cock and began to suck, emitting a submissive whimper.

He groaned in pleasure as she took him deep into her mouth. "God, Riaaa... Your mouth feels amazing. Keep sucking me like that," he instructed, his hands tangled in her silky hair, tugging at the roots. She relished the contrast of his tenderness and the growing roughness in his touch as the passion between them intensified.

"You suck me so good, Ria," Mark moaned, unable to contain his pleasure any longer.

Ria gasped for air, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She looked up at Mark, her eyes filled with desire and excitement.

"God, you're so fucking big."

Mark grinned, feeling a rush of pride at her words. He knew he was big, but it was always nice to hear someone else say it.

"Keep going, Ria. I want to see how far you can take me."

Ria smiled up at him, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of taking him even deeper. She leaned in and took him into her mouth again, determined to pleasure him in ways he had never experienced before.

She slowly worked her way down his shaft, taking more and more of him into her mouth with each passing moment. Her lips stretched wide around him, and she could feel him growing harder and harder as she worked.

Mark watched in amazement as she took him in deeper and deeper, her mouth working wonders on his sensitive flesh. He couldn't believe how good she was at this, how perfectly she knew how to please him.

As Ria took him in all the way, Mark felt a rush of pleasure wash over him. He groaned, unable to contain his pleasure as he watched her work her magic. His eyes glazed over with lust as he felt her throat muscles working to accommodate him, taking him in deeper than he had ever been before.

Her throat muscles worked around his pulsing length, creating waves of ecstasy throughout his body. He couldn't resist the urge to take control, his hands finding their way to the back of Ria's head as he thrust himself deeper into her mouth. Mark felt himself reaching the brink of orgasm as he fucked her face, moaning with pleasure.

Ria was doing her best to take everything he had to offer, her mouth stretched to accommodate his thickness. She felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, causing her to choke and gasp for air. But the sensation was too intense for her to stop, and she continued to let him use her mouth for his own pleasure.

As Mark continued to thrust, Ria knew she couldn't take it much longer. She pulled herself away, coughing and gasping for air. Mark looked down at her, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.

"You're incredible babe," he said, his voice husky with arousal.

Ria smiled up at him, determined to show him just how incredible she could be. She took his cock back in her mouth, using her tongue to massage and tease him. Her hand cupped his balls, gently massaging as she continued to work him with her mouth.

She wanted him to come into her mouth, to taste him and swallow every drop. Her suction intensified, the head of his cock pulsing against her tongue. Ria knew he was close, and she worked him harder, her own desire building with every passing moment.

"You're making me come," he rasped, sending a shiver of arousal down Ria's spine. She didn't let up, instead doubling her efforts to pleasure him.

Moving her attention to his swinging balls, Ria sucked and doused them with spit, making them sopping wet by the time she was done. She then steered his swollen head back between her lips, making his length disappear once more.

As the first spurt of semen hit the back of her throat, she struggled to swallow the thick liquid. She removed his cock from her mouth, but she kept pumping her fists, milking him until his entire body shuddered and he had given her everything he had.

The sound of his pleasure and his muttered praise were like music to Ria's ears. She kept sucking and swallowing until he had stopped spurting, purring delightedly as she savored his offering.

With a triumphant grin on her face, Ria looked at him and exclaimed, "Mmm, delicious!"

"You're amazing," he whispered, panting. "Just amazing."

"You're not so bad yourself," she replied, climbing on top of him and sitting on his lap, slipping her arms around his neck pressing her chest to his.

Her hands rested on her hips as she nuzzled his neck trailing down kisses.

9

"I can't believe how incredible that was," Mark exhaled, still catching his breath. "You're something else, Ria."

She beamed at him. "The feeling's mutual."

"Truly, that was extraordinary," he rasped, still awestruck.

"Oh, I'm far from done with you."

"Really now?"

Ria giggled, playing with his hair. "Oh yeah, it's definitely a competition. And I'm not going to let you win that easily."

Mark looked down at her, amused. "Just for the record, I don't usually go all the way on the first date."

She arched an eyebrow. "Could've fooled me."

He grinned. "Well, some women are just... irresistible."

Ria leaned in closer, her lips hovering over his. "And what makes me so irresistible?"

Mark ran his hands over her hips, grounding her to his groin. "Well, there's your stunning beauty, your devilish sense of humor, and of course, your incredible mouth."

She rolled her eyes playfully. "You're only saying that because I rocked your world."

"Hey, I'm a man of my word. And you definitely know how to work your magic."

Ria smirked, her fingers tracing a path down his chest. "Lucky for you, I'm persuasive. Who knows what I'll talk you into next time?"

"Next time, huh? You're already planning our next rendezvous?"

"I like to stay one step ahead."

"I'm looking forward to more steps then."

"Trust me, you should." Nestling closer, she rested her head on his chest.

Ria flashed a mischievous grin and playfully kissed his nose. "You know, Mark, you have quite the impressive package," she remarked, feeling his cock stir against her cheek. She was amazed at his resilience, even after such an intense release.

"I'm glad you approve."

Ria giggled, her lips grazing his earlobe. "More than approve. I'm already plotting ways to make it my new favorite toy."

"Well, it's a good thing I have such a skilled woman to take care of it,"

"Oh, don't worry, I know just how to handle your big, hard... problem," she teased, biting her lip playfully.

"Wait.. I didn't get you off."

Ria grinned, loving the feeling of his hands on her hips. "Don't worry about it, Mark. It was amazing just the way it was."

"No, Ria... I can't let you leave feeling like I used you......"

Ria cut him off, placing her hand on his mouth. "Shhh... don't worry about it, baby. Do you know what the job of a mage is for a magus?"

Mark shook his head, a look of confusion crossing his face.

"It's to be a..." she leaned in close to his ear, her voice barely above a whisper. "Good. Little. Slut."

Ria's lips curled into a wicked smile as she looked at him, her eyes full of desire. "I am yours to use as you please," she whispered, as she ran her hands down his chest, tracing the outlines of his abs.

Mark's eyes widened, a cocktail of surprise and arousal swirling within him. Her words electrified him, igniting a thrill at the idea of such dominion over her.

Ria continued to pepper kisses down his neck, her breath hot against his skin. "You know, Mark, I'm not just any ordinary girl," she murmured seductively. "I'm a maga, a formidable sorceress. My role? To be your devoted companion, your willing plaything, and the bearer of your legacy."

Feeling Mark's renewed arousal against her, she pressed herself closer, delighting in her influence over him. "My purpose is to satisfy you, to bring every one of your fantasies to life, to be the focus of your deepest, most intimate desires."

As she spoke, Ria's hands roamed over Mark's chest, teasing and caressing him. "You can call me anything you want, baby. Your mistress, your slut, your whore, or anything else that comes to mind. Just know that I am yours, completely and utterly, to do with as you please."

"That's my role," she murmured.

Mark's breath hitched, Ria's words sending a tingling sensation down his spine. The idea of her willing submission both stunned and thrilled him. "Are you sure about that, Ria? I don't want to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable."

Her eyes twinkled with a blend of mischief and assurance. "I've never been more certain. I want you to claim me, to possess me, to make me irrevocably yours."

She leaned back and looked at him, her eyes full of passion. "And there's more, Mark. I want to bear your children. I want to be the woman who fulfills your every wish and desire."

Just the notion of Ria carrying his offspring sent his heart into overdrive. It was an exhilarating thought, one he couldn't easily dismiss.

Ria's lips curled into a sly grin before she pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue skillfully intertwining with his. "So, Mark," she murmured, her words a sultry whisper against his lips, "what is your deepest desire? How can I make you feel like the extraordinary man you are?"

He drew her near, his lips finding hers in a series of fervent kisses, his hands exploring the contours of her form. "You're incredible, Ria," he breathed, each word punctuated by another kiss. "Absolutely incredible."

They were lost in a fervent kiss in the backseat of the car when a deafening explosion erupted from below. The car lurched violently, somersaulting through the air multiple times.

As gravity seemed to abandon them, their bodies collided with the car's ceiling. Ria let out a piercing scream as they crashed back down with a gut-wrenching thud.

Her heart raced, her world a dizzying blur. Mark's body weighed heavily against her, and she clung to him as if he were her lifeline.

With a final, horrifying screech of metal against asphalt, the car came to rest upside-down. Ria felt the warm trickle of blood on her forehead but was too disoriented to react.

"Ria, can you hear me? Are you alright?" Mark's voice trembled with urgency as he struggled to free himself from the twisted metal and shards of glass.