Cariad bent toward me and I applied the needed Shape-Shifting effect to protect my face and mouth as we met in a hot kiss. The daemon in my lap writhed in need, moaning into the kiss while her gloved hands smoothed over my face, traced my jawline, and tugged needily at my shirt.

  My own hands weren’t idle either. While her hips pumped and ground against me, my fingers danced over the buttons of her shirt. A few quick flicks of my fingers had the buttons undone and I tugged her neat office shirt out of the pencil skirt before pulling it open to reveal her soft chest.

  Cariad’s breasts were modest in size. She wasn’t as stacked in the chest department as Kassandra or Shayla was, but had more than Jane. The soft mounds of blue-gray skin were capped with dark, sapphire-colored nipples that hardened as soon as I bared them to the air. Just as I had suspected, Cariad wasn’t wearing a bra under her shirt, though the thick material felt dense enough that it probably provided some support when she’d had it buttoned up.

  Pushing my Shape-Shifting into my hands and arms, I sheathed them in the same light layer of protection as my face before cupping Cariad’s soft mounds.

  My daemon gasped, breaking the kiss at the feeling of my hands on her chest before moaning hotly, arching her back to push her tits more firmly into my hands.

  “Yes…” Cariad groaned hotly, her hips grinding faster and faster on top of me. “Do you have any idea how much time I spent imagining you with the other girls? How many sets of sheets I soaked?”

  “You don’t have to imagine, you know,” I teased, leaning up to nip at her throat and draw another gasp from my lover. “You are welcome to watch any time you want. I’d invite you to join in, but we aren’t quite at the point where I can protect the girls.”

  “And you’d never do anything to endanger them,” Cariad sighed longingly.

  “I’d never do anything to endanger any of my girls, you included,” I pressed, rolling my hips to grind my cock up against her in return.

  Cariad gasped and moaned, a tremor running through her from her toes to the tip of her hair. Her gloved hands came up and tangled in my hair before she used her grip there to bodily tip me backward and devour my lips.

  While we kissed, I used my hands to explore Cariad’s chest better. Even knowing I was protecting myself, Cariad was still hesitant to press her bare flesh against me. I knew that it was because she didn’t want to risk hurting me, so I had to go to her if we were going to connect.

  My right hand cupped and hefted her left breast, thumb strumming her nipple while the other fingers kneaded and massaged the delicate flesh. My left hand scraped fingernails over her ribcage, drawing another trembling moan from my lover before I ran them around her back and then down over her hip. I traced the edge of her stockings, which came up high over her stomach more like pantyhose now that I saw it, and slipped inside them to find the string of her thong.

  Cariad’s moans cut off into a cute squeak when I found the edge of her underwear and hooked it with my fingers. That squeak turned into a moan when I used my grip to tug on said underwear, burying it between the firm cheeks of her ass and snugging the front into her pussy.

  “Fuck…” Cariad gasped against my lips.

  “That’s the plan, Cari,” I replied, laughing. “You have a Traveler ‘under’ you now, but I seem to remember you saying that you liked to be on the bottom?”

  “Damn you,” Cariad swore with no real heat to it. “I want to feel more of you against me, but I also don’t want to just dissolve your furniture… With how wet I am, I’m going to start melting through your pants if this keeps up.”

  Despite her words of warning, Cariad’s grinding only picked up speed. I gave her underwear another tug, using the fabric to stimulate her sex and earning me another hot moan before I released my grip on the thong and pulled my hand out to instead use it to cup and knead her firm ass where it bounced on my lap.

  “Mmm, yes,” Cariad husked, throwing her head back and sending a fan of red hair into the air. I felt the weight of her long locks slap against my legs and was thankful that whatever effect charged her skin with entropic energy didn’t extend to her hair.

  Maybe it’s only living tissue? I thought before shoving that aside to focus on something more important. The pebbled nipple poking me in the chin.

  Sucking the hard peak into my mouth, I whipped my tongue over it while the fingers of my right hand fastened over Cariad’s other nipple. Alternating between the two, I suckled or tugged on a different nipple each second like I was working a pump. And gasps and moans overflowed from Cariad’s lips in response to my ministrations.

  “Mmm, fuck,” Cariad murmured, arms wrapping around my head to keep me in position. “Liam, are you sure you can do this? I don’t want to hurt you…”

  Her words were foggy, as if she was struggling to focus, but their meaning made it through to me and I smiled widely around the nipple I had trapped between my lips.

  I blinked my eyes closed to check my mana reserves. Since I wasn’t actively using the power to do anything besides cloak my skin and protect it, the effect wasn’t costing me too much mana.

  It took a bit of effort to pull back far enough to speak—since Cariad was still clinging to me and trying to mash her entire left tit into my mouth—but I managed it for long enough to actually respond to her.

  “We won’t be able to take forever, and I’ll need time to recover my mana for round two, but if we don’t waste time then I’ll be fine.”

  Cariad’s needy moan in response made my cock throb harder under her. The grinding back and forth didn’t stop, if anything it picked up in insistence. Her skirt bunched higher on her hips, riding up until it rested right under her breasts.

  “Cari,” I mumbled against the mouthful of tit-flesh. “You are gonna have to take these off—”

  “Rip them,” Cariad growled. And before I could ask to confirm, she released my head and leaned upright enough that her gloved hands found the front of my pants. Quick fingers pulled my zipper down and then the softness of her gloves was against my shaft.

  Cariad fished my cock out of my pants, angling it so she could grind her stocking-clad pussy against the head of my shaft. I groaned at the pleasant sensation of the delicate fabric and the heat leaking through her clothes.

  “Now is the real test,” I muttered darkly, the words mostly lost against her plush chest.

  Focusing, I urged Shape-Shifting to do its thing, focusing intently on my shaft and crotch. I felt it when the entropic energy enveloped my shaft and then the spike of mana when it devoured the surrounding cloth. My pants melted away partially, dissolved by the entropic energy that was protecting me from touching Cariad.

  Worth it, I thought. I don’t need pants for this.

  I released Cariad’s breast with my right hand so both could dive between her legs. It took an actual effort of strength to push her back from grinding on my cock so I could get my fingers in there, but with a tug I tore open the front seam of her pantyhose.

  I immediately felt the wet heat of her pussy against my fingers and Cariad moaned loud at the sensation.

  “Oh, yes!” Cariad gasped, arching her back the other direction to send her hair sailing over top of me again as she nuzzled my head back so she could claim my lips with hers.

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  She still had hold of my shaft with both hands, and no sooner did I pull my hands back from the torn-open pantyhose than she hooked her panties aside with one hand and used the other to press my cock against her pussy.

  The heat was incredible, as was the moisture. Cariad was wetter than any of my other girls, with the sole exception being probably Rieka after the impregnation teasing we’d done recently. It felt like I was sinking into a boiling furnace as Cariad dropped down on top of me. She squealed into the kiss, our lips muffling the noise as my daemon impaled herself on my shaft with a wet squishing sound that was felt more than heard.

  I bottomed out inside Cariad before she reached the base of my shaft. The daemon in my lap thrashed as the head of my cock butted against the back of her pussy, meeting the gates of her womb with a firm knock.

  Cariad pulled back and buried her face in my neck, her cheek dissolving the collar of my shirt even as I pushed Shape-Shifting to extend and protect my skin where she was touching it. Thankfully, with my increased mental scores and the practice I’d been doing recently, I was more than capable of focusing on multiple things at once. Like protecting myself and savoring the squeezing wetness of Cariad’s pussy around me.

  “Let me adjust it,” I murmured reassuringly, shifting to knead her full ass cheeks with both hands.

  “Don’t you dare!” Cariad snapped, pulling back suddenly to stare down at me, all four eyes wide and wild with desire. “You are so big and I love it!”

  Huh, I thought with a grin as Cariad began to writhe and bounce on my shaft, her pussy clinging tightly to every inch as she rode me. Guess she’s a bit of a size queen?

  I couldn’t think of a delicate or polite way to ask that question without embarrassing the hell out of my newest lover, so I just focused on ensuring Cariad was enjoying herself.

  Whenever Cariad’s hips dropped down, I thrust up to meet her. Our skin slapped together with a loud plap and the head of my cock slammed into her depths. Each bounce sent a shiver of desire from the normally polite and professional woman, marked by a moan, groan, or sigh of pleasure.

  The fact that she was still half-dressed in what counted as ‘office attire’ only made it hotter.

  Kind of wish that I had a big conference table or something like that here, I thought with a grin, diving both hands into the back of her ruined pantyhose to get direct skin-on-skin contact with her meaty ass. Railing the hot secretary-slash-assistant on the conference table would be sexy as hell.

  I filed that away for sometime in the future. With Manipulate Element it was entirely possible to fulfill a number of fantasies, but I’d have to feel out how comfortable Cariad was with those kinds of things.

  Right now, I could focus on just enjoying the close connection that I was sharing with the beautiful daemon in my arms. We’d been flirting and edging around each other for months and we’d finally gotten the chance to take that next step. A next step that was actually not only allowed by her company, but endorsed in situations like ours.

  And if anyone tries to fuck with her, they have me to deal with, I thought, a possessive growl bubbling up in my chest.

  Cariad moaned sharply as my growl reverberated through my chest and into hers. She’d slumped forward, her soft tits pillowing against my chest and jaw. The contact melted through the rest of my shirt but I was ready, pushing the protection to those areas as well even as I nudged her head up so I could rake my teeth across her throat.

  Cariad continued to ride me with the intensity of someone who had been celibate for far too long, her hips bouncing against my lap at a furious pace while her sex coiled around me.

  It even feels different inside her than the other girls, I marveled at one point while Cariad slammed herself down as deep as she could go and ground back and forth on my lap.

  Inside Cariad, it felt like there were dozens of small tongues caressing me. Tongues that worked together to stroke and milk me in a demand to fill her up once more and replace all the wet lubricant that was flowing out of her. Her juices soaked our point of connection like she was a leaking jug.

  A loud leaking jug, I thought with a smile as Cariad screamed into our kiss, her whole body going into a spasm as she climaxed and the sensation of tongues and squeezing rings redoubled, milking me with a fury that would have made Rieka with her breeding fetish envious.

  My clothes were nothing more than rags at this point, melted off by the occasional touch of her skin on mine and the protections I put into place reacting to the clothing in turn. I’d never complain though. The fury and desire with which Cariad was riding me in her business clothes was beyond hot.

  “Liam, don’t hold back,” Cariad panted, clutching my face with both hands and staring into my eyes. “Fill me up. You can’t get me pregnant, so don’t worry.”

  “What if I want to?” I asked back, desiring making my voice deep while I locked eyes with her.

  A full-body shudder ran through Cariad and her wet sex pulsed around me like a pumping fist.

  “Oh I want to feel you trying,” Cariad moaned. “It won’t work, but I want to feel you trying…”

  Her hips began to bounce faster, rising to the point where my tip nearly fell from her lower lips before slamming downward as deep as she could take me. I was glad that Cariad was on top right now, because I’d have been worried about hurting her otherwise. But since she was in control of the pace and the depth, I let her take me as deep as she wanted.

  Instead, I decided I’d give her what she wanted. There were all sorts of things I could do with Shape-Shifting in the bedroom, but I’d not really explored them much. I filed away for later the hunger I heard in Cariad’s voice, I could always take things further in the future but for now I’d give her everything I had normally.

  My left hand moved off of her ass and I caught her hair in my fist instead. A twist of my wrist had the long strands looped around my arm and I gave a gentle, testing tug.

  Cariad gasped as I pulled her head back, forcing her body into a backward bow that left her trembling breasts presented like delicate desserts even while she rode my shaft as hard and as fast as she could. Her strong legs flexed against mine, bouncing up and down while her ass rippled from each impact against my thigh.

  I let Cariad find her pace like this, the arm wrapped around behind her supporting her and forcing a deeper bow to her back while the hand in her hair kept her in place. She could only bounce on me and beg me to give her what she wanted, and she did both with abandon.

  “Come on, Liam! Don’t hold back, I want to feel youuu!”

  Cariad’s demand trailed off into a shriek as I bent forward and latched onto one trembling nipple while it bounced past. The suction there, the tugging on her hair, and the feeling of my cock inside her set the normally reserved woman off again in a second screaming climax, and this one wasn’t muffled by a kiss.

  As Cariad’s voice trailed off into a shriek of pleasure, my own climax rose up. I embraced the sensation, using my grip on her hip and hair to pull her down so that my shaft was buried as deep as possible while it erupted, painting her insides with my hot seed.

  Cariad’s scream trailed off into a hiccup and a squeak as I began filling her. Her body thrashed and her chest heaved like she was screaming, but not a single sound emerged from her throat.

  I thrust through my climax, grunting and growling into her plush chest while Cariad’s velvet-soft inner muscles squeezed and milked me with abandon until it had every drop that I could give her.

  Cariad’s climax finally wound down and the first sound she’d made in almost a minute was a breathless gasp for air and a long, bone-rattling moan of pleasure. Her hands, which had been alternating between clawing at her own breasts and scrabbling in my hair, slipped around to stroke her stomach over her womb.

  “So warm… so full,” Cariad whispered, going boneless and limp in my arms.

  My cock twitched inside of her and she gasped again sharply, her entire body clenching down on my cock in a demand for more. But I was spent, and almost in more ways than one.

  “I need to pull out, Cari,” I gasped, releasing my grip on her hair and shifting to hold her waist with both hands. “Almost out of mana.”

  Cariad moaned in disappointment but didn’t stop me as I bodily lifted her off my shaft. The lewd noise that my cock made as it emerged from her pussy got a whimper out of the daemon and she covered her face with both hands.

  “Oh no…” Cariad whined into her hands as I gently draped her onto the bench once more. “I’m so sorry, that had to be—”

  “It was hot,” I said, interrupting her. “Now you just rest while I recover… I promised you a round two.”

  “Really?” Cariad asked, peeking out from between her fingers up at me.

  My answer was to thumb her clit with one hand, making her squeal in surprise and tense up. The motion made a dollop of my cream slip from the dark, swollen lips of her sex to sizzle on her skin, slowly smoking away as the entropic energy dissolved it.

  “Huh, handy,” I muttered before looking up at her. “You joked about melting through my pants, but are your juices actually caustic?” I gestured toward my gleaming shaft as my mana was slowly drawing on the dregs in my pool.

  “No, not once it’s been outside my body for long,” Cariad murmured, still peeking between her fingertips. “You were serious about the second round, though?”

  The hope in her tone made me grin and I feinted like I was going to bump her clit again. She squealed and snapped her legs closed to protect her sensitive pussy before we both burst into laughter.

  “Yes,” I said in between my chuckles. “Round two and more, especially if you get me some of that special fabric as sheets to protect the bed. You said you preferred it if I was on top of you after all.”

  Cariad’s laughter cut off into another embarrassed squeak, but she nodded rapidly a moment later.

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