JACKL Inc. Ch. 02 - Connections

Then he roared and thrust into me, his head tipping back as his hips lifted my ass from the mattress. His cock shot rivers of cum into my clenching womb. I felt like I was floating as his hips bucked, his cock pulsing — alive inside of me.

Then he reversed and slumped against me. His mouth taking mine, my breast pillowed into his chest. His weight pressed me into the mattress. My ankles wrapped around the back of his thighs.

"Right here," I mumbled, "Stay right here, don't move. Baby, hold me right here forever."

He nodded, then lifted his head, his eyes looking at mine, but at a loss for words. His lips met mine, and his tongue traced my lips. It was calming, and sensuous. I could feel his cock still throbbing in my cunt. I felt my insides still fluttering and alive. I managed a deep breath of satisfaction even with his weight on my chest.

He rolled to the side and his cock slipped free. I shifted down, and caught his cock with a hand then sucked on the tip savoring our combined flavors and sucking out the remnants of his spending. I cleaned his cock, enjoying his taste and the feel of his heated flesh.

Satisfied, I lifted my mouth and kissed my way up his abdomen to his chest. I laid my head on his chest and stroked my hand along his well defined torso. His hand rose and combed through my hair, and then down my back. I was serene following the almost violent fucking we just experienced.

I lifted up to look at him, my eyes searching his.

"How hungry were you?" I asked, concerned "How often do you need this? I never felt your need so raw."

"It was a rough morning," he admitted, "More emotional than anything. But Kelly is a succubus, and she can make me hard with a look. The whole family is alluring."

I traced my fingers over his chest, watching his eyes. I felt so close to him. I'd never felt as close to another person. Part of me wondered if it wasn't some magical allure that he'd ensnared me with. His concern last night made that point debatable. I knew I meant something to him, beyond just our sexual connection.

"Why did you wait for me?" I asked curiously.

"I wanted to," he confessed, "I had opportunities, they know my nature, they understand my needs. They are all poly and live an open sexual lifestyle. When confronted with the possibilities, I couldn't without talking it over with you."

"Not even Sammi?" I asked.

I knew they had been together, regularly. He had confessed his feelings for her to me. It wasn't specific, but he didn't shy away from his connection to her. I would think he could have sated some of his hunger with her.

"That's complicated," he admitted, "She was busy in meetings the whole morning, I had some alone time. I went up to the pool and chatted with some of the younger ones. Sammi would have, if she was available. Fae sex is different though, it doesn't satisfy my hunger, I need to feed from a human."

He paused and tugged a bit of my hair to pull me into a soft kiss.

"The answer to your question remains," he continued, "I wanted to wait for you."

I smiled and kissed him again, then I pressed myself up and sat cross legged beside him. He turned on his side and ran his hand along my knee and thigh.

I needed to think about this. It had been just about twelve hours since we had fallen asleep. He was so hungry, so in need. It was wonderful to know he waited for me. His insistent palpable need, however, helped me understand it wasn't practical given his nature. I needed to be unselfish and accept his polyamorous needs..

"Rick," I smiled, "You need to take care of yourself, baby. As much as I want to be yours, I understand better now how it can't be only me. You would grind me into dust."

I leaned and kissed him to reassure him, my hand running over his chest.

"It would be wonderful," I admitted, "but I'm a greedy bitch, I want to live a long life. I want to be with you for a very long time, even if that means sharing you."

He grinned and rolled over to sit up, then stood and walked to find his underwear. He didn't want to distract me, or himself. He pulled them on, then came back to sit beside me. His fingers combed behind my head and he kissed me, then ran his fingers along my jaw.

"We need to figure this out," he said, "I've never been in love before, suddenly I love - emotionally - two people. You and Sammi."

"I know you love Sammi " I said, nodding, "I feel comfortable with that, our relationships are different, and she is ... I feel drawn to her,"

"How so?" Rick asked, genuinely curious.

"I've never been attracted to another female," I confessed, "I never considered myself a bi-sexual, never felt curious over the touch of a woman. Maybe I feel a bit what you feel for her, so I'm attracted to her, because I feel so incredibly close to you."

I looked at my fingers, weaving them together. I worked at finding words to describe what I was feeling. I rarely ever tried to explain how I felt to any one. Now I wanted to confess everything to my demon lover.

"I've fallen for guys before," I admitted, "More infatuation, truth be told, but it never grew deeper than that. Even over months-long relationships never felt serious. With you, in just a few days, I love you more than anyone I've ever met. It's me. I've tried to excuse it as some magical connection, some supernatural influence."

"But," Rick asked, probing for more.

"But," I continued, "It's me, something inside me clicks into place when I'm with you. I'm yours, Rick. I accept that you love me differently, and that you will love others too."

He started to shake his head, to deny his own nature. I held his jaw in my hands, not letting him, and looked in his eyes.

"No," I said, "Let me finish. You will love others. You can't not. I will love you, regardless. That's my choice. Can you live with that?"

He looked at me. His eyes were serious, as he traced back what I confessed to him.

"I don't know," he confessed, "I've never loved anyone, in all of my past lives. I've taken, enthralled, and possessed. I've never felt love for another person. I've never let anyone love me for me. I know I love you, Celia. I can't not."

He sank into silence, I sensed there was more, but he couldn't put his emotions into words. Part of me wanted him to push into it more, to feel more. I also understood he would have to do that in his own time. My decision was made.

"Lover," I smiled and crawled over him into his lap, my thighs around his waist, "Can you come home to me every night? Can you make love to me every night the way I need to be loved, even if it isn't sex, like movie night? Can you take care of yourself so you can love me fully, even if that means fucking someone else?"

He nodded, "Yes, I will try. There is only one thing, will you allow Sammi to be a part of us? Maybe not every night, but I need both of you in my life. You both keep me sane."

I smiled and kissed him, "I will try," I offered, "I don't know what that will feel like, but if you are there, then I'll be happy."

I pushed his shoulders and he laid down. I slipped down and hooked my fingers into his shorts and pulled them down his thighs. He lifted his legs so I could remove them. I reached for his cock and stroked it, he was already erect. I smiled because I knew he was erect because of me, he wanted me.

I straddled his hips and then lowered myself, pressing his cock into my cunt, groaning as I felt him fill me. I leaned forward and kissed him, deeply, my tongue dancing with his. I rode him slowly, sensually. I wanted this to be slower, special. Something he'd never get from a girl that didn't love him. He would crave this from me.

We made slow love. Touching each other. I wanted to touch every part of him. We shifted and moved on the bed. I rode him on top, he rolled over to stroke into me. I reversed to lift my ass to him, wanting to feel his powerful thrusts roll through my flesh. We shifted as our arousal grew. My climax was a surprise, I suddenly was thrashing under him, my cunt clenching around his cock, coaxing him to his peak. I rolled my hips and begged him with my eyes, until he exploded inside of me.

Then we rested, pulling the sheets over us, he wrapped me in his arms as he slept.

I loved my demon.

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Megan - Past - University Campus

The next morning over breakfast, Shannon asked me to come with her to SDSU and help her with enrollment. Zac and Beth asked if they could join us, they wanted to find out if they met the requirements for admission. I was glad they asked, and was happy to help them.

The other three had made different decisions. Brooke said she was taking at least a year off from school. Her life had changed so dramatically, I understood her reasoning. Leah wanted to complete her degree, but her past transcripts were complicated, she would have to figure it out for winter term. Naomi wanted to go to school, but she didn't have any high school transcript, or any transcripts for that matter. She would have to complete a GED to even begin to be considered for enrollment.

I drove the rental car I selected yesterday, a blue SUV that fit the four of us comfortably. Shannon sat in the front and helped navigate, while Zac and Beth shared the backseat. I smiled at my family, I was so happy to be part of this bunch. Shannon had become an important person in my life, I loved her like a sister and she returned that love. We enjoyed each other sexually, but also enjoyed all the other connections we had within the family.

While Zac and I would always have a connection, I had to admit, however, I was more and more infatuated with Jeremiah. His steady confidence, his handsome looks. I loved him differently than any of the others. I wasn't jealous of his first family, and they all accepted me as an equal. Kelly especially enjoyed my company, and we had grown very close.

We cruised through downtown, then turned north to drive up a freeway that curled through a park. We merged with a freeway going east, and headed to the campus. Traffic wasn't terrible, but much different than the quiet city where we lived in Oregon. The day was a repeat of the day before, overcast skies had burned off and by noon the sky was blue with few clouds.

The University was east of busiest parts of the city, so it was a bit warmer without the cool breezes off the bay. The heat of late summer made most of the foliage a bit drab, a covering of shades of brown and dull green. Also a striking difference from the lush green that surrounded us in Oregon.

We parked and walked to the administration building. The campus was charming, red tile roofs and white stucco walls, it felt almost like a mission in some places. All of us split up when we got into the building. Zac and Beth off to seek information on admissions. Shannon and I went to find the registrar, and complete her enrollment.

Things went mostly smoothly, until she needed to sign up for student housing. I explained she would be living locally. We moved our family down for her to attend, and that she would live off campus at home.

"Are you her mother?" The registrar we were talking with asked.

"No," I answered, "but she will be living off campus. She's an adult she doesn't need parental permission to live off campus."

"We will need proof of residence," she looked at the paperwork, "According to this, you live in Oregon. Until we have proof of residence, she will need to register for student housing."

Shannon was frustrated, because of the bureaucratic red tape. We didn't have an official mailing address, so we were at a standstill. I smiled at the registrar who looked bored, I think that was part of the job description, besides going slightly faster than workers at the DMV.

"When is the deadline for registration?" I asked, "We need to collect the proof of residency documentation, can we have the appropriate forms."

"Registration ends Friday," came the bored answer, "Residency forms are along the wall, or you can fill them out online."

Shannon was frazzled, she just wanted to have the process finished. I explained to her, it is part of the game. Nothing was personal, welcome to a large university, you're more a number than a person to the gears of academia. I'd help her once we were back at the hotel.

"We can get this fixed up soon," I said, "At the very least we will rent an apartment to get through the paperwork. Jeremiah and Alyssa will get this smoothed out."

"I know," Shannon said, "It's just frustrating, I thought I could check this box today and not have to worry about it the rest of the week."

"That is frustrating," I agreed, "This happens a lot, don't let it get to you."

We waited outside for Zac and Beth, and enjoyed the warm sunshine. We would definitely need to update our wardrobes, the weather difference was nice. More shorts and skirts, light blouses. I would need to work on my tan, because I felt like I'd be wearing a bikini a lot.

"We should go to the beach," Shannon said, "I haven't touched the ocean yet, not ever."

"I hear the island across the bay has some great beaches," I offered, "There are more due west of here south of Mission Bay."

San Diego had two bays, the large bay where the big sail boats, cruise ships and naval vessels navigated during the day. Then a smaller collection of linked bays called collectively Mission Bay where the famous amusement park was located. The east-west freeway we took to the University ran all the way to the ocean on the south side of the smaller bay.

When Zac and Beth found us, we all decided to find a beach, and took the freeway til it ended in a small ocean community. After being downtown and around all the taller buildings and busy streets, this was a distinctly different neighborhood. No buildings were taller than two stories. Small storefronts and limited parking. I found a place to park a few blocks from the beach proper, and we walked from there.

We must have appeared like tourists to the locals, and this seemed like a local neighborhood. We were all wearing jeans and short sleeve tops. Sneakers on our feet, not sandals. Not what you would wear to the beach. We stopped at a bench, took off our shoes,and rolled up our jeans.

"I just want to put my toes in the ocean," Shannon said, "We can come back another time for a beach day."

"Sounds like a plan," Zac said, and pulled off his shirt.

We all smiled, he did have a nice chest, but it was a bit pale compared to the rest of the local men on the beach.

"You need to work on your tan, babe," Beth smiled, "You look a bit ghostly."

"That's what I'm trying to do!" Zac grinned.

We all trooped through the sand towards the sounds of the ocean, waves crashing ahead of us.

The beach wasn't crowded, but had enough people to see what the local scene was like. This was definitely a beach town, the girls were all blonde and wearing bikinis, and the men were all well built, some amazingly muscled. I enjoyed a few mental vacations admiring their physiques, both male and female.

My admiration for a female body was new to me, I had always seen myself as heterosexual, and males still had my primary focus. After being with my new family for a while, I enjoyed imagining what it would be like to be with other females. Different shapes and sizes. Hearing the sounds they made while aroused, feeling how they responded to kisses and touches.

I looked over at Shannon, and she was also somewhat distracted. A look at Beth and saw that she was similarly aroused. I looked at Zac, then noticed that he was emitting a bit of a glow. The bare flesh of bikini clad girls must have had an effect on him. I walked a bit faster behind him, trying to catch up. The effect of his aura was rustling through the crowd, couples turning to each other to start making out. Nipples perking up through tight bikinis.

"Um, Zac," I said coming closer.

God, when Zac's aura bloomed he made it hard to focus. My nipples were like rocks, my cunt clenching. It was like I was on fire with arousal. I gritted my teeth, thankful that Jeremiah had notched everyone's self control to the maximum. I tapped Zac on the shoulder.

"What?" He asked, a bit irritated, turning towards me.

He looked at me, then past me at Shannon and Beth. We were all squirming, in different ways. He was the center of our attention. He was also drawing open wonton stares from the other beach goers. He looked at me, and his eyes got wide in understanding. I could tell he was trying to pull his effect back, but he was struggling.

"The ocean, Zac," I said and pushed him, "Go swim, it'll cool you off."

I was guessing, but he nodded and dropped his shoes and ran for the surf. I picked up his stuff and hurriedly followed. Shannon and Beth caught up with me and we all jogged behind Zac's trail of divots in the sand.

At the surf line I dropped my shoes, purse and Zac's stuff and waded into the cold water. It helped and I ended up getting waist deep into the water, then dived into the salty surf. The water was cold, but I needed the shock. Beth and Shannon appeared beside me and we all laughed. We saw Zac's head bobbing a few yards away and swam towards him fully clothed.

"Forgot the ring?" Beth asked, leaning close and kissing him, "you need to keep that with you lover,"

"Are you okay, Zac?" I asked, the cold water cooling me down, but also having the same effect as his aura had on my nipples.

"Yeah," he said, still a bit dazed, but he wasn't glowing anymore.

"Can you keep it together to make it back to the car?" Shannon asked.

"I think so," he said, still red in the face.

"Shannon and I will go get the car and meet you at the parking lot," I said, "You two follow behind, and keep your eyes in your head."

I smiled and kissed Zac's cheek, then grabbed Shannon's hand. We waded out of the surf and picked up our things from the sand. The sand stuck to our legs and feet, as we walked back towards the car. The cement was hot on our bare soles but we moved fast and were soon in the car.

We looked at each other and laughed, both soaked, our light colored shirts transparent and showing the outlines of our bras. We leaned towards each other and shared a kiss. Then I backed out and headed to the beach.

Zac and Beth were waiting, looking like drowned rats too. We all smiled and laughed at ourselves. The locals were giving us strange looks, but we didn't care. The pair piled into the car and we went back to the hotel.

In the elevator we started to shiver in our cold soaked clothes. We made it to the top floor, then all of them followed me into my room. I closed the door behind Zac and then locked it

"Everyone strip!" I commanded, "Zac, you know what to do."

He did, his aura blazing to life. We were soon warm limbs entangled together on the bed. We enjoyed the warmth of Zac's aura and the feel of each other's lips, mouths, fingers and tongues. We took turns with Zac's cock, and ended in a pile of bliss addled bodies.

I was going to like this town.

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Sammi - Present - Enclave

I was ecstatic that Rick had decided to join JACKL Inc., even more delighted that he would continue to work with me. I loved him, I'd discovered that even before I invited him to my cabin in the southern part of the bay. I wasn't even sure when I knew that I loved him. The realization of a past incarnation link made sense.

I had mixed feelings about everything else, I knew Rick loved Celia. It was painted on his face even the night I invited him to my home. It wasn't a competition, I could accept that Rick had many loves, that's easier for Fae than for humans. I was worried if Celia could accept it. I had time on my side — she would age, I never would, nor would Rick. I could wait if Rick needed to spend this incarnation with her. It wasn't what I wanted, but I would do it if it made him happy...