Magic, Love, Family Pt. 03

"So do I release my magic or not?"

"If you cast a spell, it will be released."

"So, what's the difference?" Raymond was confused by her explanation.

"There's a difference. In the normal spell, you only use your own magic power or mana. In this case, you use your mana to manipulate nature's mana. That's why you have to be efficient or else you would consume all your mana in a single spell."

Raymond was somehow able to understand it this time. He had to use his mana and make it interact with the natural mana in the environment. And where earlier he used the same process to awaken his attribute, now he would use it to cast a spell.

It shouldn't be hard... He had some confidence that he would be able to do it since he had awakened using a similar process. The trick should be to match the frequency of my mana with the chant...

"What's the chant?"

"Edafos Petra Kano Skoni"

"Okay. Let me try."

Raymond circulated his tranquil mana. He felt it at its peak, about to burst out through his skin. Steadily, he released it when he felt the natural mana around outside his body in flux.

"Edafos Petra Kano Skoni"

The mana around him started to morph in rhythm with his chant. Eager to see the boulder turn to dust, a little too much so, he manipulated his mana. The result was that the boulder only had a few lines of cracks on its surface.

"Shit!" Raymond cursed at his failure, disgruntled that he couldn't complete his chant because of his eagerness.

"Again," he muttered to himself and repeated the process.

This time, the boulder did turn to pieces. It was not the same as Lily, where she had turned it to dust, but it was a substantial progress from his first try.

Raymond was not satisfied, despite his success. "Why isn't it dust!?" He turned to Lily, aghast.

"It's already good for your second try."

"Good? What do you mean good?" He was further dealt a mental blow and thus asked impatiently, "how did you do it?"

Lily glanced at him and turned her head around. She obviously didn't want to further stoke his jealousy. Albeit, there was a barely perceptible smile on her face.

"Don't tell me, Rose, too!?"

"... no," Lily replied after much deliberation. Rose had the fire element and obviously couldn't manipulate the earth around her. She thought about the equivalent for it, and decided that Rose didn't do any better than him on the second try... well, as far as she could remember.

Raymond rejoiced at her answer. It would've been much too great a shock if even Rose also surpassed him. She already had the advantage with her element; if her technique was also better than him, then there would be nothing left to compete over. He suddenly felt much more relaxed and confident and decided to give it another try.

"One more time..."

"Don't!"

"Why?"

"Do you have any mana left?"

Raymond hurriedly felt inside his mana pool. He was taken aback to find that it was nearly empty. He looked at her, his eyes wide. It would be a while before it recovered to the previous state of being completely filled. Since the natural recovery rate of mana for an awakened person was very slow, the best method would be to refine nature's mana into their own. However, it was also not that quick, unless someone was making use of external resources such as magic stones or the like.

Refining was different from natural recovery in the sense that it was more aggressive and direct. Whereas, if an awakened person were to rest and not use mana, their body would naturally convert energy into mana. Magic stones helped to reduce the time and risk of refining - as one didn't have to filter out the useless portion from nature's mana.

Nodding his head, he commented, "So that's what you meant by efficiency..." Casting a single, low-level spell twice had nearly consumed all his mana. He could only give up at this point and come back later to practice some more.

...

Lily spoke behind her as she strolled towards the damp entrance of the cave, "we should get back..."

Raymond ogled Lily as she went inside the cave to retrieve her bag. His gaze was focused on her swaying hips. Her slightly disheveled brown hair reminded him of the crazy night spent in her arms. Her long legs, covered by the tight leather pants, looked a thing of beauty in the dimmed light coming through the mesh of tree leaves above their heads. Her lithe frame made her look the same height as him, and he licked his lips at the numerous positions she could bend her flexible body.

"Hot!"

All thoughts about the training and spell casting vanished from his mind in an instant. His earlier arousal came back with a vengeance. He was intoxicated by her receding presence, and like a moth to a flame, he followed behind.

He was aware that their actions from last night were unusual to most people and downright offensive to some others. He was aware he wasn't supposed to bed his twin sister; aware that their mother would go apoplectic with rage if she ever caught wind of this; aware that he may have blown any small chance he had with Miranda, but he couldn't help himself. He now understood he loved Lily. Still, this was very new to him. It never dawned on him that he had these types of feelings for her.

...

Lily was just about finished packing her stuff when she felt Raymond's breath on the back of her neck. His one hand clutched her towards him, while the other slowly parted her hair to one side. She shivered as he placed a soft kiss on her collarbone.

"Ooh... Ray..." She moaned.

Lily was ecstatic and aroused by his affectionate display. Last night, though he had said he loved her, she wasn't sure if he meant it. This morning too, she assumed he was just excited because he had awakened his attribute. But now, she dared to believe his words.

"Ray... stop... we'll be late..." Lily whispered but didn't make any effort to stop him. She wanted to get away from him, to push him away, but she was swept away by his passion, overwhelmed by his soft kisses to her neck and shoulders.

Raymond pushed her towards the wall where his hand tried to get inside her pants. He pressed his erect dick to her ass, his other hand clutched her breast fiercely.

Lily placed her hands on the wall to balance herself, to brace for the waves of pleasure about to sweep over her very soul. She bent forward to raise her hips and moaned in pleasure when she felt him grinding against her ass.

"Ray!" Lily liked this aggressive version of her hunk of a twin. The way he manhandled her, it brought forth repressed feelings of dependence. It had been a very long time since she last felt like this. She missed these things, where she was simply a pliant sister, followed behind him, and basked under his shadow; she missed these things dearly and wanted to get them back.

"Ooh..." she groaned.

Raymond roughly slid her pants down to her ankles and whipped his dick out. He smeared the drop of precum, which oozed out from the tip, onto her pussy. She heard him jerk his cock a few times, and felt the tip against her exposed pussy lips as he rubbed it slowly over her labia. His rugged hand slid down and held onto her hip. Suddenly, his finger pressed on her clit while he thrust his cock over her gorgeous opening.

"You want it?"

"Uhh!" she exhaled over the wall, the warm air coming back to stroke her face.

"You want it, right?" Raymond huffed by her ear.

She left the tip of his dick on the edge of her engorged lips, just barely peeking her fleshy slit. "Ray! Please..." She moaned when he pinched her nub.

"I want to fuck you so bad! Just say the words..."

Lily was wet, almost dripping. She could barely control her faculties and gleefully pushed her ass to his crotch, inviting him, enticing him.

"Come!" she squealed. She was ready and waiting for him to enter her; to pierce her; to take her like he would take his bride.

"Take it!"

"Yesss... take me..." she whispered, as he flicked her swollen clit with the tip of his dick. He was driving her crazy with his slow tease. Just when she tried to turn around, he entered her in one swift motion.

"Rayyyy..." Lily jerked her head upwards. His thick member was still too much for her to take; yet, the dull ache seemed like a reward to her. It was proof that this was real, that she was really the object of his desire.

"You're so fucking hot!"

The low moan right by her ear shook Lily's body. It was such a thrill to hear Raymond say that. She couldn't remember how long she had waited to hear those words, to have him feel so close.

It is enough... right? Lily thought that she couldn't ask for more than that. She knew going in that Raymond was in love with Miranda, but her heart swooned as he roughly took her against the hard surface of the cave walls.

"Take me, fuck me!" She demanded, pushing forcefully back at him, matching his thrusts with her own.

Raymond increased the force of his thrusts as their moans resounded in the small cave. The wet aroma of Lily did little to quell the beastly feeling overpowering her. With each passing stroke on his tightly enveloped cock and each groan of pleasure from her own lips, she felt him give in, like all his thoughts and worries were getting drowned by her cries.

"Cumming...!" Lily suddenly screamed as a momentous orgasm washed over her. Her breath got caught in her throat as a feeling of pure ecstasy overcame her entire body. She leaned her head on his shoulder and tried to nuzzle his neck. Her eyes glazed over as thoughts of being taken every day like this dominated her mind. The sloshing sounds coming out of her love-box intensified as Raymond mashed her swollen clitty while his cock kept driving in and out of her.

"Yes, cum. Cum for me. Cum for your brother!"

"Oh, God!" Another wave of pleasure rocked Lily's body at the mention of their taboo fucking. It was so difficult to hide her feelings. Bliss overtook her as she realized that now she wouldn't have to do it, at least when they were alone. Before, every time she looked at him with her veil of somberness, there was a part of her just dying to jump in his muscular arms, to rest against his strong chest, to breathe in his scent.

"Fuck me, Ray! Please keep fucking me!"

"Ooh, Lily..."

Raymond pulled out from her and jerked her around to face him instead. His palms took her flushed, oval, face in them as he smacked their lips together. He overbearingly pushed his tongue inside her mouth, almost to her throat. Saliva dripped from Lily's red lips as she struggled to cope with the intensity of his passion.

She jerked his pulsing cock, coated in her juices, and pulled it towards her achingly empty love hole. She wanted to be filled with him, her mouth as well as her pussy. Every little cell on her fair skin just wanted to embrace the man pounding her. When she opened her eyes, the light falling on Raymond's light-bronze skin made him look like a god reincarnate to Lily, and she shuddered at the thoughts of her sinful worship.

"Oh God! It feels so good..." Lily mumbled to herself as Raymond's tongue continued to carry on its assault on her drenched mouth. She was barely hanging by the last threads of sanity, as domineering tides of relentless rapture flooded her soul.

With a sudden forceful jolt, Raymond buried his cock to the hilt inside her. Her feet left the ground as she squirted uncontrollably from the powerful thrusts. The wet juice flowed down her leg and splashed over them. She jerked over his hands, her body trying to break free and fly away with the intense musky smells that assaulted their nose and intoxicated her.

"Ray! Ray!"

Lily's short brown hair, wet from her sweat, stuck to her head and her neck. It made her look exhausted but, at the same time, her whole body even had an unmistakable sheen of an unprecedented gratification.

"Love you-"

"Love you-"

"Love you-"

Lily mewled incoherently again and again as her whole body rested against her twin brother. She had wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, at his mercy to do as he pleased with her. There was a fog of pleasure and contentment which covered her eyes.

"AH! Fuck!"

"I'm cumming, Lily! I'm cumming inside your tight cunt!"

With a bestial roar, Raymond spurted his load in the depths of her canal. His last forceful thrust had pushed her against the wall. Her skin scratched against the hard surface of the cave, and the dull ache of it, along with the jets of her twin's cum striking inside her tight and warm cunny, made her squirt again.

"Uggh... Ray!"

Lily tightened her hold as her body convulsed wildly. Her jaw dropped loose, and her eyes rolled back as she slumped to the ground along with Raymond. The heavy breathing of her twin against her wet hair, as he struggled to catch his breath, felt like the most refreshing wind after a long day of exertion.

"I never knew I could ever... do you like this!" Raymond mused, his tone heavy with love and amazement, in between his breaths.

"Ray! I love you!" Lily felt over the moon and stiffened her hold around him. She bent down and put her head on his strong chest so that she could hide the sweet smile that had bloomed on her face. "Hmmm..." She moaned unintentionally from the comfort of his muscular arms as she nestled comfortably. His masculine smell mixed in with her own musky aroma made her giddy, as well as the reassuring feeling of reliance when he started to stroke her head.

"Let's leave..."

"Just a few minutes," Lily replied dreamily and snuggled him.

***

(Part 3)

The sun had risen high up and the temperature had increased just slightly. Raymond didn't need to hold his cloak close to himself and was observing the calm forest. The usual cold wind was absent and so was the accompanying eerie whistling noise. From time to time, a drop of water would roll down from the top of the tree leaves, which was the only sound in an otherwise silent surrounding.

"Ready?!"

He glimpsed towards the empty cave and then at Lily. She seemed to have steadied her bearings as she smoothed the saddle of her horse.

"It was such a waste..." Raymond sighed and held her waist from behind. The corpse of the beast had been dealt with by Lily but they didn't get anything worthy out of it, which was a shame in his eyes.

"Why didn't you learn to harvest the corpse of the magical beast?"

Lily glared at him, her gaze accusatory. There would always be someone who would do this for them, and they never learned to do it by themselves because they were the royalty of the kingdom. Though living alone and learning everything for themselves, as was the tradition for the awakened in their family, it was not as if they lacked people who wanted to suck up to them in the meanwhile.

"We're very late!" Lily muttered as she used her foot to tap the horse's side, encouraging it to increase its pace.

***

(Part 4)

In a dimly lit corridor, lined with large-sized paintings of flowers on both sides, a tapping sound echoed. An extremely gorgeous woman of hopelessly irresistible proportions strode alone in the long, empty path as she observed the art hung on the walls. Her wavy, light purple hair came down below her shoulders, which bounced against her back with every step she took. There was an air of regality around her, but also hidden underneath, was the fierce and menacing aura of a seasoned warrior.

Her silk blouse, golden in color, was fastened tight and accentuated her heavy, firm bust, which was a marvel in itself with the roundness and bounciness of her bosom. The long sleeves fashionably open at the shoulders served as protection against the cold weather. Her long-golden-skirt, shielded her from the chilly breeze coming through the large door at the end of the corridor. The shoes, which made a clicking noise, had a few inches of heel beneath them and made her already majestic buttocks look even more mesmerizing.

"Impressive..." Suzanne smirked to herself at the only picture which piqued her interest. Conspicuously, among all the floral paintings, it was one of the only two life-sized portraits. Her teeth peeked out of her full red lips as she mused to herself about the implication of hanging Raymond's and Miranda's portraits opposite each other.

"Hehe..." She giggled to herself and shook her head at the actions of her eldest daughter. A thin strand of hair flitted across her face and the contrast of the violet hair against her milky-white skin highlighted the dangerous charm of a mature enchantress.

"I'll have to ask her about it later," muttering that to herself, Suzanne pushed open the door to Miranda's room.

The room was on the top floor of the building and was the biggest in the house. The only other room was on the other side of the corridor and right now Suzanne had occupancy in it.

Suzanne was a little miffed since the morning when Miranda forbade her from going to the forest and checking up on Raymond, but she wasn't one to hold a grudge on such little things. Nevertheless, it was a little disheartening to see the frigid demeanor of her eldest.

Given that Miranda had never been one to show much affection to anyone, except her cousin, she shouldn't have been surprised. As a mother, though, she was a little worried about Miranda's lack of interest towards the women in their family.

...

Miranda gave a cursory glance when Suzanne entered the room and tiptoed beside her.

"Mother," she greeted half-heartedly but kept her gaze on the window and towards the path leading to the eastern gate of the city. She had specially designed the room in such a way that she could look out and observe the whole city of Ryhor from the windows on the walls, but today she stood stuck to only one of them. She had been waiting to catch a glimpse of her cousin and nothing else seemed to be able to hold her attention. The long wait was getting to be a little too worrisome.

...

"Hah..." Suzanne sighed and followed her gaze and took in the view of the city. It had changed a lot from what she remembered. The number of houses had increased drastically, and the roads and pathways looked well planned out.

There was a layer of snow on top of the buildings, but the roads were clean of any. Somehow, the place looked livelier than ever before, even if the weather played a large part in it. Moreover, the wild tribes who earlier made up the majority of the residents now seemed to have come around to be more like the genuine kingdom population.

I guess Miranda did a lot of work for it to be like that...

She glanced at her daughter, who looked a little lost and sad. The mild breeze blew Miranda's gorgeous, silky hair, lending her a melancholic flavor, which was quite fitting in the backdrop of the bleak surroundings around Ryhor. Still, there was the undeniable shine of a ruler on her face, a magnetic aura that could compel subservience from those around her. As was often the case, Miranda had let her long, azure hair flow freely to her back. Of all the five Tygrine women in the family, Miranda had the longest hair, and she never forgot to show it off.

As the wind picked up, a few locks of her hair ran down her forehead and over her big, beautiful eyes. Suzanne lifted her hand to console her daughter, to hug her close and take her sadness away. In the end, the frigid aura, the do-not-come-close air of Miranda, unnerved Suzanne, and she settled for smoothing out the edges of the white garb. It was a beautiful dress that covered Miranda's entire body from her neck to her feet, and without a doubt, it must have been tailored by an expert to catch every tiny, beautiful edge of Miranda and her hourglass figure.

...

"Hmm..." Miranda hummed when Suzanne awkwardly tried to comfort her. She had seen from the corner of her eye when her mother had started to lean in for the hug but then changed her mind at the last moment. Sadly, it wasn't something new or surprising to her. She wasn't close to her mother, not since she was three years old.