[75] Feast of Magic

Chapter 75: Feast of Magic

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Charmcaster's heart hammered in her chest as Ben's lips met hers. The kiss started tentative, almost hesitant, like he was giving her every chance to pull away. But she didn't want to. Gods, she needed this…needed him, this warmth, this anchor in the storm that had been her life.

Her mind raced, a whirlwind of doubt and desperation. This is stupid, Hope. You're just using him, right? To feel something, anything besides this empty ache. And he… he’s only doing this because of pity, right? A girl like her couldn’t be attractive.

But another voice, softer and insistent, whispered back. Or maybe this is what you deserve. A moment of kindness. Let yourself have it. Be greedy for once.

She deepened the kiss, her fingers tangling in his brown hair, pulling him closer. Ben responded instantly, his hands sliding up her back, strong and reassuring. "Hah, your lips taste so husky. You're beautiful, Hope," he murmured against her lips, his voice low and genuine. "So damn beautiful. I've got you."

The words melted something inside her, turning the doubt to liquid heat. It’s not pity? She whimpered softly, needy and unashamed, pressing her body against his. "Ben... please, don't stop. I need you. Make me feel... make me feel wanted." Her voice cracked, cute and pleading, like a lost girl begging for salvation.

She felt so embarrassed saying those words, but she couldn’t stop herself. He didn't judge her, nor did he hesitate. His hands roamed, worshipping her curves as if she were a goddess enshrined in some forgotten temple.

He kissed her neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed presses down to her collarbone, his breath sending shivers through her. "You're everything, Hope. So strong, so fierce, you know that? Let me show you how much I want you." He spanked her ass lightly, the sting pulling a gasp from her lips, followed by a giggle that surprised even her. It felt playful, loving… not punishing.

Her thoughts swirled as his hands slipped under her top, lifting it off with ease. He's so gentle, so sure. Why does he care? I'm a mess, a thief, a failure... But that encouraging voice pushed back. Shut up and enjoy it. He sees you. Let him.

She arched into his touch as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. "Gods, Ben... that feels so good. Kiss me there. Please?" She sounded so needy, so adorable for him, her voice high and breathy, but she didn't care.

He obliged, unhooking her bra and letting it fall away. His mouth closed over one nipple, sucking gently while his hand massaged the other. She moaned, running her fingers through his hair, holding him close. "Yes... like that. You're amazing. Don't stop..."

He praised her between kisses, his voice husky. "These are perfect, Hope. You're perfect. My beautiful sorceress." He switched sides, giving equal attention, and spanked her thigh playfully, making her yelp and laugh.

The mix of pleasure and light pain drove her wild, her pussy growing wetter with every touch. The worst part…? His words were like poisoned honey, pulling her into his surely evil clutches with every word.

Her doubts faded further, replaced by a rising tide of desire. He's treating me like I'm precious. Like I'm his. She tugged at his shirt, desperate for more skin. "Off. I want to see you too." Ben complied, pulling it over his head, revealing his toned chest. She traced his muscles with her fingers, marveling. "You're so strong... so handsome. I don't deserve this."

"You deserve everything," he countered, kissing her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers. He laid her back on the bed, hovering over her, his hands working at her pants. She lifted her hips to help, kicking them off along with her panties. Exposed now, she felt vulnerable, but his gaze was pure adoration. "Look at you, Hope. So wet for me already. My gorgeous girl."

When she asked him to spend the night with her, she’d barely hoped to feel his hug. But he was going so far to melt her with his words. Which girl taught him these words? They were so corny… she loved it.

She blushed, spreading her legs slightly, needy whimpers escaping her. "Touch me, Ben. Please... I need your fingers." Her voice was cute, almost whiny, and he smiled, obliging. His hand slid between her thighs, fingers finding her slick pussy. He rubbed her clit in slow circles, making her gasp and buck against him. "Oh gods... yes, right there. You're ahng… you’re not bad at this."

He's making me feel alive, she thought, her hips grinding against his hand. For the first time in forever, I feel wanted. Let yourself fall into this, Hope. It's okay to be greedy for him.

He slipped a finger inside her, then two, pumping slowly while his thumb worked her clit. She moaned louder, her hands clutching the sheets. "Ben... your finers… ahh… they feel incredible, Ben." He spanked her ass again, the sharp sting heightening her pleasure, and she cried out, her body arching.

"You're so tight, Hope. So perfect for me," he praised, kissing her neck, running his free hand through her silver hair. "Let go, baby. Cum for me."

She did, her orgasm crashing over her in waves, her pussy clenching around his fingers. "Ben! Yes... oh gods!" She trembled, riding the high, her thoughts a blissful haze. He's worshipping me. Like I'm his queen.

As she came down, panting, she reached for his pants, fumbling with the zipper. "Your turn. I want to see you... all of you." He helped her, kicking off his clothes, his hard cock springing free. She stared, wide-eyed. He's huge. Will it fit? But the voice urged: You want this. Take it.

She wrapped her hand around his dick, stroking tentatively. "It's so big... so hard for me." Her voice was needy, lovely, as she pumped him. Ben groaned, praising her. "Good girl, Hope. Just like that."

But she wanted more. "Ben... I want you inside me. Please? Be my first." He didn’t reject her. She knew he wouldn’t, but she had doubts that he might since this was her first. But he was kinder than he let on.

Charmcaster's heart pounded like a war drum as Ben hovered over her, his muscular frame glistening with sweat, the scent of him – alien, masculine, and intoxicating – filling her senses. She loved that smell.

Hope wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, her body aching for more. His cock teased her entrance, rubbing against her slick folds, sending jolts of need through her core. "Put it in, come on…" she begged, her voice a breathless whine, desperate to end the torment.

He smiled down at her, that cocky, caring grin that made her insides melt. Then, with one powerful thrust, he slammed inside her.

The stretch was immediate and overwhelming. Gods, he was huge, thicker and longer than she'd imagined, filling her virgin pussy to the brim. Pain ripped through her like fire, a sharp burn as her body stretched around him, a trickle of blood mixing with her wetness. She gasped, her nails digging into his back, tears pricking her eyes. "It hurts... but don't stop. Kiss me more."

Ben's lips crashed against hers, deep and consuming, his tongue dancing with hers to distract from the ache. "You're doing so well, my brave girl," he whispered, kissing away the tears trailing down her cheeks.

His hips moved slowly at first, gentle rolls that eased the pain, turning it into a delicious fullness. She felt every inch of him inside her, pressing against her walls, stretching her in ways that made her feel utterly claimed, completely his. The burn faded to a throbbing pleasure, her pussy clenching around his girth, soaking him as she adjusted.

"Oh gods, Ben... you're so big, filling me up completely," she moaned, her voice high and needy, like a kitten in heat. "It feels... incredible now. Deeper, please."

He groaned, thrusting harder, his pace building as he pounded into her wet cunt. Each slam sent shockwaves through her body, her tits bouncing with the force, the stolen charms around her neck jingling like tiny bells. "Fuck, Hope, you're so tight around me," he growled, spanking her hips sharply, the sting making her yelp and clench tighter. "Taking my cock like a good girl. You love this, don't you?"

"Yes! Harder, h-hubby… fuck me like your wife!" The word slipped out before she could stop it, heat flooding her cheeks as he laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through her.

"Hubby? That's adorable," he teased, slowing his thrusts to grind deep inside her, making her whimper.

She blushed furiously, hiding her face in his neck. "S-stop making fun of me! It's embarrassing..."

He turned her body around, making her lie on her stomach now, and tilted her chin up to place a tender kiss on her forehead. "I'm not making fun of you, my sweetling," he murmured, voice soft and sincere. "I love it. Call me whatever you want." Then he captured her lips again, resuming his powerful rhythm, pulling her hair just enough to arch her back, exposing her neck for his bites and kisses.

The pleasure built like a storm, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her over and over, making her see stars. "H-husband… Hubby... yes, right there! Ohh, fughh… you're making me yours!" She screamed his name, her pussy fluttering around him, the fullness overwhelming, every thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

Suddenly, she shoved him onto his back, her femdom side surging as she straddled him. From this angle, she wondered if she looked good. She had no idea that to his eyes, she looked like a goddess, with her platinum hair cascading down her back, her full breasts heaving, nipples hard and begging for attention, her curvy hips grinding down on his thick cock. He held her waist firmly, his hands gripping her soft, sweat-slicked skin, guiding her as she rode him hard.

"Fuck, Hope, you look incredible like this," he groaned, his eyes devouring her bouncing tits, the way her ass slapped against his thighs with each drop. "Ride me, beautiful. Take what you need."

"Mine now, y-you… you’re mine, Ben Tennyson," she purred, spanking his thigh playfully, her nails raking down his chest as she ground her clit against him, feeling every ridge of his cock stretch her walls. The power thrilled her, controlling the pace, making him moan beneath her. She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, riding faster, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.

He laughed, making her blush more. "It’ll take more than this to make me yours, sweet girl. But sure. Ride me, beautiful. You're incredible." He thrust up to meet her, holding her hips tighter, pounding into her from below. "That's it, sweet girl. Cum on my cock. You're incredible."

The third orgasm in a row hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking as she came hard, juices soaking him, waves of ecstasy ripping through her. He followed, filling her with hot spurts, and she collapsed on him, whispering breathlessly.

"Gods,” Charmcaster said against the bedsheet, her eyes rolled back, “at this rate… I'll really fall for him."

If only she knew, that she already had.

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