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This is the continuation of the previous chapter, please read the previous chapters to fill in any blanks. I appreciate the feedback and apologize for previous and any future grammatical errors. This story contains fantasy/magic within it and has more interesting magical twists to come. Please note that all characters in this story are 18 years or older. If you’re not interested in the realm of seduction, fantasy, action, and adventure then you found the wrong story. I apologize for how long it took to post this story. I will continue to write this story and create many more in the future.

“This bullshit is getting boring really fast.” The cheerleader stood dumbfounded as he left her in the hall to her own thoughts. She was part of a number of people trying to get more information about the “mystery woman” in the car that had picked him up the other day. At first it was funny hearing some of the theories that came up, but after the first dozen or so it got annoying fast. What’s worse is that the stories just kept getting worse by the second. One person or group thought he had inherited a fortune. Another thought he was part of a gang. The most ridiculous one was that he had gotten a “suga momma.” If Serina had heard that one he was sure he’d hear her laughing her heart out till he died.

That last one made him want to smack his head repeatedly into a locker. Today was supposed to be a rest day, it was Friday after all, and here was on the verge of an aneurism from hell. The only thing keeping him from taking a swan dive off the building was the pleasant memory of the previous night. That and the fact that he wasn’t sure if it would kill him but just put him in a sever amount of pain. Quirks of healing fast and having a tough body, makes suicide via “sudden drop with a short stop” practically impossible.

What made things worse was the fact that people who weren’t asking him about Serina, or whispering about it when they thought he couldn’t hear, where talking about Xavier. Apparently he was back and his jaw isn’t as busted as people thought. Now the guy wanted revenge and seemed to be waiting for the perfect chance to bash his skull in. A lot of people were guessing between after school or over the weekend and shuttering at the thought of what might happen to “poor Luke.” Luke almost thought it was funny, considering the past week he had been fighting things that would have thought Xavier looked like a good appetizer. Then again, it was another thing to add to his plate of annoying with a sprinkle of frustration.

Luke spent most of the day dealing with the nonsense that started from the rumors as well as multiple people warning him about his “imminent death.” The whole time he kept trying to ignore them and not think about “The Lion.” (God was he using a lot of mental air quotes today.) Everyone thought he was nervous about Xavier, he found it damn near laughable when they told him he was so dead. He kept trying to forget about everything that happened yesterday and focus on school. Sometimes it was easier than others, most of his classes he spent finishing homework that was due the next week. He figured playing catch up didn’t much give him rest time so he might as well work a bit ahead. He asked for the assignments before the class started and just dove into the work. Most the teachers seemed impressed…others more annoyed. The work gave him something to focus on and helped him avoid thinking about…problems.

When he was left alone to his thoughts the prophecy ran through his mind in small fragments and what came in more vividly was the image of the Lion during their fight. The shadow face behind the raging flames painted quite the vivid picture in his head. Mix that with a foretelling of almost impending doom…well…makes trying to enjoy the simple things at school more than a little difficult.

Luke was able to override the memories by thinking of the bone shattering night he had with his mother and sister. He was able to smile thinking about the pair of them riding him like crazy for round two through four. After it all he wanted to talk about their relationship, Xander’s words poking in his mind helped influence that awkward conversation. They thought he was sweet, really stupid but sweet. They flat out told him that he could have a girlfriend and they were allowed to see other people to. They were very insistent that he find a girlfriend for himself. “A handsome young man that is amazing in bed isn’t something to waste on his mother.” “Besides if I tried to keep you to myself you’d wreck me.

Catching up in Math and English was easier than he thought. PE was the real killer. He couldn’t fake his shoulder again, since it was perfectly healed. What was difficult was trying to keep his…well enhanced body under control. He doubted it would look right if he could suddenly run the whole track and not miss a beat. What made it more difficult was that the track was just the warm up and he had to act as tired as everyone. He wasn’t too sure he pulled it off, his body wasn’t as coated in sweat as everyone else’s. He was really having a hard time trying to play dodge ball without…well dodging. He had to keep up his act through the whole thing which is a lot hard than anyone suspects.

Lunch was made light by his sister joining him and making him forget things for a time. Minus the rumors starting to blow up even more than before. Now he apparently was fighting Xavier for Serina to be his “suga mama.” When his sister joined him for lunch it was a nice refresh of what occurred last night and made him smile from ear to ear. They laughed and joked like brother and sister hiding playful banter with double meaning most people could only assume at. It was a nice distraction but thoughts of the Lion still played at the edge of his mind. It was also made more acquired that Luke had to explain that there was no “sugga momma” and that a client from work was nice enough to give him a ride from school. He wasn’t entirely sure she bought it but she didn’t press for more information either.

Biology was his second to last class of the day and he felt ready for the day to be over and he was ready to relax. That was until he found out today was the last day for group studies on their projects. Yoshi didn’t look like she was in a much better mood than he was. After slinging all the magic around he didn’t even bother turning on his Mind Radio. He was different levels of tired that didn’t seem to reach his new muscles. He just sighed leaning against his chair feeling like every part of him was made of iron yet he felt like he could run for the Olympics if he wanted to. It was a very odd clash off feelings when you’re tired but you could push a car on a moment’s notice.

Yoshi looked like she had already done her couple mile dashes around the school today. Her usual French braid was barely a braid with her black strands of hair slipping out at random spots. She looked like she hadn’t slept all night with bags under her eyes that reminded him of his mother after pulling an overnight double shift. Her fuller cheeks looked flushed on her natural circular face as she seemed to be on permanent fast forward to mark more notes for her homework. As her face seemed to be lacking sleep the rest of her seemed less organized. Her button up shirt was buttoned up wrong and part of it stuck out of her black skirt and that was in less better condition.

She looked like he normally does after a training session or one of Morty’s jobs.

He sighed and leaned against his chair. He tried to carry humor with his voice but it just came out drained, “You look like you took over one of my jobs at work.”

“It feels like I haven’t stopped working.”

“I thought that was my line considering I’m the slacker of the two of us?” He put some mild sarcasm and for the first time he saw a smile on her face followed by a sighing laugh. Luke tried to not look surprised, he doubted he did a good job.

Some stray hair was brushed behind her ears, “You don’t seem that bad.”

“Can I get a recording of that so I can play it back for my sister? She calls me a jackass almost daily.” Well that was until recently, he was promoted to just “ass” lately. But he caught more of a laugh from Yoshiko and they both smiled at each other. “The daily life of the ever busy huh?”

She gave a slight nod, “Job getting to you?”

Luke wondered if that was the first question she has asked him that didn’t involve an evil sneer somewhere, at least a question he didn’t have to pull from her mind. He was almost taken back but just decided to go with the flow. He ran his hands over his face, trying to wipe away the stress from his features. It didn’t do much, “Getting harder by the day, apparently people seem to think I can handle a lot more work than I’m ready for.”

“Is my mom your boss to?”

Luke paused blinking at her, “Yoshi…did you just crack a joke?”

A shade of new red teased at her cheeks, “Is it that surprising?”

“Well since normally you talk to me in an attitude of something you scrap of your shoe….yes.” He smiled at her and she smiled back as the blush rose in her cheek. Luke noticed something else about her as well, how much she was sweating. “Sorry if I’m being forward but I need to check.” He reached forward resting the back of his hand on her forehead. The instant his hand touched two things happened: First he felt how much her head was burning up. Second she jerked her body away as if he was about to attack her. “Holy hell you are burning up? Why are you at school if you are that sick?”

It took Yoshiko a moment too long to gather herself together. Luke wondered what she thought he was doing, “My…my mother believes that I need to focus on my work and improve myself…she say’s I’m not working hard enough.”

When Luke’s jaw fell open he swore he was going to start doing more impressions of cartoons. He wasn’t wrong as he tried to find the right words to say but it came out jumbled like his voice became a damaged record. Finally he smacked his head to get some sort of thought process working, “What the hell is she talking about? You’re a straight A student and probably the most sought after for any clubs, and with the way you run I’m sure that more than one coach wants you on his team. If she thinks you aren’t working hard then maybe she should get her head examined for all the bullshit that’s in there.”

She only stared at him for the longest time. He was beginning to wonder if he went too far. It’s not like he knew what was going on in her family. And, from what he has heard, some Asian families are pretty strict. Then again with as bad she looked and as hard as she worked…needless to say he felt his opinion was justified. If she was at all upset he had no idea how to back pedal that last paragraph that decided to snap out of his hole.

Right about now he was holding his breath behind tight lips and clinched teeth. Then she started giggling and turning shades of red he didn’t think she wore. Her laughing seemed to be contagious and he started joining her. Soon they were bursting with laughter and making a scene that neither one of them seemed to care about.

He found himself finally getting the break he needed. The laughter was pure bliss and not caused by a recent near death experience or mixing emotions about incest. A strange sense of normal complaining about parents, which was made stranger considering that his mother rode his bones the night before. Yet there he was roasting her mother in all her…well bitchy glory. He wanted to think of something else to say but the laughter just kept barreling out of him making his words sound nothing but a jumbled mess.

As their laughter died down she found her words a lot easier than he did, “No one has ever talked about my mother that way…ever.”

Luke had to work his brain and hit the reset button for his speech a few times before he could actually form a complete sentence, “Sounds like she has earned it and then some from my count. But then again I might be prejudice cause I wanna make a beautiful girl smile.”

That caused her to blush and smile more, “I’m not beautiful, I look like I just got ran over.”

“No no no,” Luke corrected, “I look like I got ran over. You look like you need to go home and get a lot of R&R with a dash of medicine and a lot of hot beverages running down your throat.”

Yoshiko seemed to panic at that, “No I can’t, we have to much work to do and still have to make it to next class an…”

Luke seemed to be booming with confidence, or he just didn’t care for her rambling while she was sick. He placed a finger to her lips and smiled, “There is a reason I’m coming over later and it’s a good thing we have the same class together. I’ll take some notes and give em to ya when I come over.” He paused only to remove his finger and found her still blushing or perhaps she was slightly dark (hard to tell when someone is sick). “So if you don’t get out of here I’m gonna start yelling bloody mary.”

She raised a brow at him, “I appreciate it but I doubt you would.”

His smile became wolfish reaching from ear to ear before his voice boomed, “BLOODY MARY!” Her hand clapped quickly over his mouth. He would have enjoyed the soft slender fingers if they weren’t covered in sweat. He smiled behind it at her before she gave an exasperated sigh and left saying she was sick. Luke just leaned back in his chair feeling like a victor especially when she smiled at him before she left.

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He strode into History feeling like he just got the winning goal at the big game. As he sat in the front row he swore he saw the first person to congratulate him.

Professor King was back and she looked damn good.

Her hair was down again and reaching all the way to the small of her back, the brown hair sleek with a shine to it. Her green eyes swept the class and seemed to glow with her skin. The make up only highlighted her strong angular features and gave her the strong look of dominance that would make most men want to look away. Not Luke, he was pulled in remembering her face during her orgasm in class and feeling himself grow excited, in more ways than one. She wore a black dress today that came down to her knees but didn’t reveal any cleavage or leg, yet it didn’t hide one bit of her curves either. Her D sized breasts pushed against the material while her hourglass figure showed against the stretched cloth. Luke heard the clicking of her high heels that just made her legs look irresistible. He had to make sure not to swallow his tongue or drop too much jaw. He would have counted her as indecent if it wasn’t for the navy blue light jacket that hid her shoulders and arms.

When the bell rung he pulled his eyes back into his skull before they fell out. He went up to her asking for the homework due next week which caused her to arch a brow as she studied him for a moment or two. She nodded and gave him the assignment and said with a hotly voice, “I expect you to still participate in class Mr. Von’Kyde.” He couldn’t tell if there was a double meaning in her words or not. But as he locked eyes with hers his Mind Radio turned on and the anchor instantly connected. He didn’t do it intentionally, more of he thought of doing it and it happened instantly. She seemed to hold the professional manner with a hint of amusement. He simply nodded and went back to his desk to get started. He noticed and was a little alarmed that his anchor was attaching faster and faster each time, he wasn’t quite certain if it was due to repeated use or the fact that he was able to read someone he has already anchored before. It was also amazing how quickly his mind radio turned on and tuned on to her frequency, again another thought that could be explained to repeated use.

But as she started the class he heard two sets of voices, the ones pertaining to the lecture and her actual mind. “Alright class today is the final review for the section before the test on Monday.” “I hope he decides to stay after class today.” “We will be reviewing the final chapter today and I need you to have a summary paper finished before the test on Monday.” “Of course some more handsome proactive students are doing them right now.” “Now if you haven’t read the chapter then today will be a nice reminder that you need to pay attention.” “I’m sure I’ve got a few people’s attention at the moment.” “Now….where is Yoshiko?”

Luke was having quite the double thought processing keeping up with the conversation and mental thought process. He found his voice, “Um, she had to go home. She wasn’t feeling really well and left during the last class.” Luke detached the anchor from her mind before his brain was reeling too much from keeping up with her lecture, listening to her mind, and trying to work on the homework do Monday. There is multi-tasking and then there is a quick way to get a tumor.

One thing was clear to him though, he was certain that he would need help with his homework…after class.

The lecture continued confirming the last chapter of the section. Luke made sure he raised his hand randomly for a question so as not to get on her bad side. His eyes remained focused on his paper and he proved why he was allowed to slack in classes before he became a sorcerer. Within an hour long class he was finished his paper, at least the first portion that was rushed and probably had more grammar errors than he could count. But, it was finished while answering random questions the teacher had.

When the bell rang he felt so proud of himself he almost walked out of class. But one look at Professor King bent over to collect some books was an easy reminder for him to stay. And since he was finished his paper he had more than a decent excuse.

When the rest of the class left he remained in his seat just watching the teacher’s nicely shaped ass through her dress. When she stood up with her books she seemed genuinely surprised to see him still there. When their eyes locked the anchor was set as soon as Luke thought of it. It was strange feeling the anchor soar like a bullet and latch like a vice in her mind. Her thoughts mimicked her question in a strange echoing fashion, “Luke what are you still doing here?”

Luke struggled to contain his smile before he answered, “Well I finished my paper but I want to make sure I got some details accurate. Would you mind reviewing some of the details with me?”

“Sure I wouldn’t mind at all,” She set her books aside and seemed to pause before she removed her jacket revealing that the dress she wore had no shoulders at all. Luke felt his breath catch as he had a wonderful view of her neck and shoulders while she leaned over to examine his paper. Luke was grateful the desk hid quite a bit. She moved over beside him and he could catch the smell of her perfume as she looked at his paper. “I’m quite impressed that you finished already…though there are quite a few grammar mistakes.” She paused examining his paper over his shoulder and he struggled to keep his hands on the desk instead of stroking her. He wasn’t sure if that was the power of the Mind Radio, his enhanced libido, or his natural urges mixed with a damn sexy teacher right there. “So what part are you having difficulties with?”

He felt himself do a double take at her question, since he was focused on her skin and smell. “Well…I think I’ve got a good body here to work with, the curves are in the right place but some parts seem hidden that I’m not exactly sure that I know what to put there.” His double meaning was so obvious yet he didn’t care. He wanted to see how much he could prod her sexual thoughts with his words. And that is were having the ability to read her mind came in handy.

“Well he is certainly forward, but let’s see how much we can push each other.” She nodded for a moment before leaning closer to him, brushing her breasts against his shoulder and continuing, “Well I like the detail you have hear for your paper. But it seems lacking in certain areas down below. Not sure if the right words roll of the tongue easily.”

The hidden banter was so obvious he almost swore that it was a bad script from a porno. Yet he smiled from ear to ear enjoying the playful nature that they both knew made the other smile. He just cleared his throat and decided to push a little more as he moved closer, his hand brushing hers to hint at what he was talking about on the page, “I thought it’s rather strong and almost to lengthy down below but I’m sure that top portion has plenty of words that allow good use of the tongue.” He felt like he needed that extra leg for the kick to the head. That was too obvious on so many levels. He was pretty sure some porn writer some were is taking notes or having a migraine.

Yet her hand covered his as their eyes meet one another. He felt the heat rise under her fingers and grow between his legs. When their eyes locked he felt her thoughts rushing towards his mind in a stream of sexual arousal, excitement, and panic. “I’m flirting with my student like I’m cheap porn star. What’s worse is he is flirting back just as bad. But, is it bad? God I masturbated and exposed myself to class for him. I’m practically dripping right now and I can’t seem to stop myself. Not one man has made me this excited in a long time and he is one of the brightest students and is eyeballing me like I’m his next big lay. I could be. Should I be? I know it’s wrong, I could lose my job. But, god he is handsome and I didn’t know he had such strong hands. What else don’t I know about his body?” Needless to say her thought seemed to race similar to a computer following the right, wrong, exciting, and hot spectrum of her mind.

Luke decided to make his move. He leaned in and found her lips and it was difficult to place the flavor, the only way to describe the kiss was electrifying. He wasn’t sure if it was the taboo of the moment, the control he had, or how much he knew he was having effect on her. Any of those could explain the reason and so could all of them. As their lips collided his mind pushed against hers, “Don’t think, act, feel the excitement. When this kiss is over you know there is more to come so you should lock the door and pray you can keep quite.” The thought was placed and seemed to flow with the computer speed stream of her other thoughts. Yet when he placed that one there wrong seemed to be removed with anticipation for what was to come. The kiss lasted an extra minute before she parted and seemed to be panting while a few shades of red danced along the blush panted on her features.

In a rush of excitement she hurried to the door and locked it, she seemed to keep her focus on locking the door as she spoke, “We may need some privacy for the next part of the lesson.”

She didn’t hear Luke come up behind her. But as the sound of the lock clicked he whispered in her ear feeling the sexual desire roll off his tongue, “The question is, who is teaching.” He heard her gasp as his arms wrapped about her waist and his lips kissed along her exposed shoulder and neck. He could taste the oils of her natural skin mix with the slight taste of her perfume. He was able to ignore the chemical taste as she swooned in his arms. Her back press firmly against his chest as his hands roamed her body through the dress. The soft material molded and pushed against her skin as he bite gently against her neck while placing kisses along her collar bone.

“My God,” her breath whispered the words as she directed his hands to grip her breasts. His fingers encompassed them through the cloth squeezing them firmly making her squirm more against his touch. Her mind mimicked what his hands confirmed, her nipple wear erect behind the cloth making it easier to tease the bare breasts underneath. Every time his fingers glided over her nipples he felt her squirm and thoughts get derailed in her mind with each touch, caress, and pinch. He found one of his hands drift down between her legs slowly lifting her dress as he found that just like she claimed, she was dripping, but she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Aren’t you a hungry teacher,” His words struck a chord in her brain as her thoughts rushed with agreement and begging. Luke found her at his mercy when his hand slipped up her dress and the other hand pulled down to expose her to his mercy, not that he would give her any. As his hand cupped her large breast he was almost derailed from his own thoughts at the weight and soft feel of them. His fingers pinched her nipple and clit pulling slightly as she wiggled and bucked against him, his arms holding her firmly. Yet she still seemed to have plenty of room to move. He decided to fix that by moving his lips to the other side of her neck biting into the flesh hard as she gasped even more. His fingers slipped inside her drench pussy causing her to squirm before he sank his teeth more firmly into her flesh and gripped her breast like it was a handle.

Her mind was racing as his fingers worked her pussy. “My god yes, he is amazing. I need a man like him to take control, to take me, and use me. My god he is working my body like a god. His teeth on my neck, oh please let them leave a mark. Pull on my tit, abuse it. No not there you keep curling your fingers there I’m going to lose my mind.” Her mind was the perfect play by play of her sexual desires, with added hot commentary that made him grow hotter by the each thought that raced in her mind. He had no idea how much this strong teacher was a needy submissive slut until he touched her mind and now she needed him. She was putty in his fingers as he worked her to an orgasm. He seemed to have an amazing effect on her cause her whole body stiffened and slumped against him as her orgasm crashed through her like a freight train. Her mind getting washed with pleasure leaving her thoughts blank.

She seemed almost weak in his arms and it caused him to smile seeing her limp body mixed with the rosy cheeks, and the blissful smile. He picked her up easily, almost as if she was as light as his sister. He needed to skip the thank you note to Xavier and send that guy a bottle of Jack Daniels. As he set his teacher down on her desk she seemed to come to her sense, for just a moment before his face buried into her pussy. Just like her lips he couldn’t explain the electrifying taste of her snatch. In an instant she was fully active again and bucking her hips into his face. Her fingers gripping his hair as his tongue lapped up her slit making her juices pour over his chin.

He gorged himself on her pussy feeling her grip his head firmly as his tongue slid up and down her slit, working every inch. His nose about got smashed as she gripped him more firmly grinding her eager hole on his mouth. Her voice echoed her mind in please to give her more, only difference was that her mind was a lot louder than her voice. Her words came out a subtle whisper but her mind about screamed them like an echo against his skull. “Oh yes, my god you are amazing. Oh drink that cunt up baby!” The final word was heightened by her next orgasm that wracked through her body.

She finally let go of his hair giving Luke a chance to finally breathe. He felt like he might need to fix his nose and clean his face from how much his features were sore and drenched. Yet one look at his teacher laying limply on the desk with her head over the edge was just to intriguing for him to ignore.

He finally worked himself out of his pants and brought out his massive 8 inch tool feeling all the blood pulse in it as he worked it against her slit. At the touch of his dick against her slit she snapped to attention with a wide eyed stare that was only made wider when he buried all 8 inches in one thrust inside her. Her body arched as her head leaned over the edge of the desk again mouthing wordlessly what her mind spoke clearly, “His dick is in me! I have my student massive cock inside me! And it feels amazing. Oh stir me up, use that cunt please! Please! Please fuck me!” Luke drank her words like there were the most amazing drug and began to hammer her like a machine set to the highest setting.

Her body bounced on the table and caused it to creak as she bit her lip trying to hold in her moans of pleasure that threatened to turn to a scream if she didn’t keep any control over it. Her mind continued to scream and plead for him to abuse her body and rough up her pussy. He obliged her sending his dick as deep as possible. He grab hold of her hands for leverage and pulled her into him even harder. She let out a yelp on the initial hard thrust with her hands and then buttoned her lips hard. “He’s so strong, his dick is burying inside me. He is amazing! Stir me up, defile me, and tare me apart!” A third orgasm rippled through her but he didn’t give her a chance to relax as his cock continued to hammer her. He felt the juices pour over his hips and dick feeling the blissful walls of her snatch grip and milk him. He groaned and moaned through his teeth, trying just as hard to keep his voice under control as he drilled and stirred her up with his dick. Another orgasm ripped through her and then another like wave after wave caused by his cock and his grip on her hands. Finally he was forced to pull out or have his dick ripped off inside of her.

He was so close and knew it. He felt himself grow frustrated and then a victorious smile spread across his face as he saw her lay limply on the desk…with her head over the edge panting heavily.

He walked around the desk, trying not to trip over his pants that pulled around his ankles, and didn’t even warn her before he thrust his dick into her open mouth. A muffled scream of surprised caused her throat to clinch on his tip and made him feel even more blissful as he began to thrust inside of her mouth. Her hands flailed randomly for a moment before they gripped the desk and he continued to fuck her throat. After a moment he worried that he hurt her but her head cleared enough emotion for complete sentences to be heard again. “He’s ravishing my throat, using my mouth like a second pussy. Where did he learn this? How does he know I like this?! WHO THE FUCK CARES! RAPE THAT MOUTH YOU STUD!”

Her words were the fuel and his drive got a burst as he ravished her mouth.

He felt her tongue on the top of his dick, squirming and sliding along his length as it continued to hammer her throat. He felt his body grow tense as he grew near his own climax. His hands reached down and gripped her breasts firmly like handles. He squeezed them hard till they might bruise and pulled her body into his cock. He felt her body loosen and her mouth eagerly work his cock as it twitched and trembled in her throat. On the final thrust he buried it as far down her throat as he could, fingers digging into her breasts, his balls tensing against her face as he emptied his load down her mouth. He felt stream after stream empty down into her stomach as her throat clinched to drink it all. Finally he pulled out of her mouth, with his dick being as clean as a whistle.

He took a step back admiring his handy work of his once strict teacher now laying on her own desk with her cum dripping from her pussy and his buried down her throat. He continued to watch her as he cleaned himself up and pulled his pants on. She seemed to have brought herself out of her own daze and cleaned up herself. He kept glancing at her, catching her watching him, and when their eyes meet she would blush deeply before turning her gaze away. Finally when they were all done she slipped on her coat again and grabbed her stuff. He did the same thing but not before detaching from her mind. He felt a slight bit of relief on his brain when he turned off the mind radio. The strain almost nonexistent this time around.

She unlocked the door ready to leave, “Well…I’m glad I was able to assist you with your paper. I expect this will be the last time you will need help.”

As she went to open the door his palm came up and slammed it shut, “What makes you think this will be the last time?” Luke continued to be surprised by the random bits of his confidence shining through but he figured the hell with it and enjoy the ride.

She looked at him stunned and clutched her books to her chest, “What do you mean?” The words came sputtering out of her mouth. He couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement at first, but since he had been swimming in her mind he knew it was the latter.

“I mean…I’m not done with you.” He slipped his arm around her waist pulling her close so her body was gripped firmly against his. He felt her heart race and the blood rush to her cheeks, and he had an inkling that she was growing wet again. “We are done together when I say…got it.”

She swallowed hard and he felt her body slowly sink closer to him, one hand gripped the books firmly to her breasts as the other rested on his shoulder, “But…I’m your teacher…”

His smile became wolfish before he kissed her firmly, he felt the electricity run from her lips into him and smiled wide as he broke the kiss to find her breathless, “During school you are my teacher and I expect you to treat me the same as before you showed me how much of a greedy slut you are. But when I call…you are mine, understand.”

In response she kissed him again and he smiled against her feeling her eagerness. The kiss lasted quite a while as he felt her tongue slip into her mouth and tease his own. He couldn’t believe is luck, not only had he fucked his teacher but now…he had somehow made her his booty call…or…more.

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Luke walked down the street with a bit of a hop to his step. The school was pretty much empty when he left and he felt himself ready to enjoy the weekend. He didn’t realize how much sex was a stress release until the last 12 hours. A fuck session with his family calmed him down and now his own personal teacher brought his spirits up. And even more, he was going over to a cute girl’s house for school work and to get her better. He had a day of normal high school student, well a high school stud maybe. Then again some may just call him a man whore.

He found himself laughing at that thought while trying to follow the directions from his phone. He honestly didn’t realize what the big deal of having a smartphone was…until he got one for himself. Saved time on the research between classes, directions, and…well facebook. If he was going to be a normal high school guy he had to laugh at the drill sergeant video for GTA.

As Luke’s phone announced his arrival he felt his jaw sink to the concrete as he stared at the Yoshiko’s house. It was the classic bright white, fresh paint white, three story house with a nice fence and green grass. It was the very description of a rich person’s house. He had to snap his head forward to make sure he didn’t eyeball the house anymore and have someone call the cops on the creepy stalker.

He rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. He had a deep fear that he would run into Yoshiko’s mother. All he could picture was an angry Asian woman who had a cruel smile. As the minutes turned the woman grew two extra arms, large teeth, and tripled in size. When Yohsiko answer he felt a large wave of relief wash over him. He would have admired how cute she looked in the white robe and her dark hair hanging loosely if her face wasn’t bright red and covered in sweat. “I’m glad you came,” She smiled weakly before he felt the need to catch her.

He wasn’t sure which instinct it was but he was on the money as she grew weak kneed and fell into his arms. “Damn Yoshi your head is on fire. Come on lets go, which room is your bedroom?”

It seemed to take her and extra moment or two so he decided to forgo the bedroom and lay her on the couch. He watched her calmly as she breathed heavily trying to work her way through being sick. He rested his hand on her forehead and felt like she was burning like a fire. He ran around the house trying to find medicine. If he wasn’t in a panicked state he would admire the rich white décor that would give Nina’s place a run for its money. He blocked out the house in question and focused on finding medicine. He had no luck in the bathroom and almost no luck in the kitchen.

When he found what he needed he shouted in his excitement. It took him an extra ten minutes to get the cup ready but when he got back to the living room in one cup he had the tea made for Yoshiko and a “just in case” in his other hand. As he set down the latter he gently stirred her awake to offer her the cup, “Drink it slow, should be warm enough to take a few gulps so be careful.”

He barely got the last words out before her hands reached greedily for the tea. She gulped it down fast not caring for the heat. He felt sorry for her and…even sorrier when her face grew shocked half way through the cup. She pushed it back in his hand and coughed a bit trying to hold down her stomach, “What was in that cup?”

“Some Chamomile tea, with sugar, honey…and a shot of apple cider vinegar.” At the last mention he saw the reaction he expect and held the small trash bin for her. He saw her stomach lurch and kindly looked away as he ignored the sounds. She was like that for a few before she moved to glare at him. He smiled bashfully, “Feel better?”

She looked ready to yell but paused, “Um…yes…how did you know that would work?”

Luke rested the bin against the couch and smiled, “My Mom works at a hospital. Any time I was sick she would let it sit at first and give me medicine. But if I needed to get better fast…a shot of the smelly hell in a gallon.” That caused her to laugh a bit as she looked at the tea hesitantly. She took a deep breath and gulped down the rest. That surprised him and before long she was emptying her stomach again, this time not as bad. “I hear some people mix it with cleansing water or just take a shot straight up to be healthier…I’ll just stick to using it as quick up chuck medicine myself.”

That caused her to laugh some more as she sat up to push some of her loose hair from her face. She was quite beautiful and if she wasn’t sick Luke would thank his stars. However, she was sick and such thoughts made him really want that extra limb for a head kick again. He pulled himself from weird thought central back to reality as she spoke, “Thank you…I do feel a bit better.”

As she went to sit up he immediately pushed her back down. “Don’t even think about getting up, you may feel a bit better but the rest of you doesn’t. Now that your awake were is your medicine so I can stop giving you cup ala puke up.” She laughed and told him about the medicine upstairs. He was out of the room in a flash and back before she knew it. He smiled as she took the medicine with strength that would normally cause him to start the funny face dance.

They spent the rest of the time going over Luke’s paper for their last class, just like their teacher, she was surprised he was done. But, she turned out to be a grammar Nazi which just made him laugh at how exasperated she got on his spelling of words. When that was done he pointed at some more articles he looked up after she left class. She seemed to pay close attention to what he had to say and it was strange to explain his ideas to her without a blank star or a snarky reply. Yet there they sat, him on the floor her on the couch with a fresh cup of normal tea going over their school work. When he was finished she highlighted how the paper would be written out and invited him back the next day. When he left he truly looked forward to seeing her again, especially after the tender thank you kiss on his cheek.

That and the rest of the day put a hop to his step for a few blocks. When he was a good distance away he finally surrendered to the inevitable and called Nina, “Alright it’s time, get Serina and let’s meet with those contacts of yours.”

Normal was over, back to the mystical.

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The mystical afternoon…started a lot more tensely than the morning of normal. Since he agreed to take two contracts it seemed that Serina wasn’t set on keeping the contracts separate gains. Nina was very upset about that idea. “Two contracts at the same time could kill him and for what? For a chance for him to endure more pain and get used to it as you say?!” And that statement set off a string of arguments between them that almost came to blows. The only thing that stopped it from coming to that was him agreeing to take the contracts. And that set Nina into a whole new fit.

Now he sat in the front seat with Nina staring at the road like a pissed of cat cladded in a black suit. He was wondering if that was foreshadowing of her mood. He felt uncomfortable in the passenger seat just staring ahead and trying to gauge Nina’s mood from his peripheral vision. It was made more difficult by Serina sitting in the back seat watching the whole thing. He tried to keep the image of her sitting in the back casually dress in a tight black tub top that barely covered her breasts while her legs stretching the leather of the black pants which the string lining the sides barely kept contained. The whole setting had him itching from head to toe.

He had to break the tension so he decided to ask business based questions. “What are the contracts I’m agreeing to today?”

He heard the inhale of breath from Serina as she prepared to answer but Nina’s words flew out, like she was racing her, “The contract I’ve set up for you is the same wind contract I use. The woman…is a strange person but she will test you like the others.”

Serina chuckled at the end of Nina’s statement causing her to glare at Serina from the review mirror, “Please Nina, he has had enough contracts to know there will be a trial of some sort. Thus far I seem to understand he hasn’t failed any of them. I know exactly who you intended for him and thankfully the being I have talked to has agreed to meet with Luke as well as your contractor. I surely hope they don’t get into a spat, it would be a pain to pay for the repairs of the building.”

Luke felt himself swallow hard at that thought. He never saw the contractors fight, with the exception of Renna. He wondered what kind of power they wielded to loan it off to sorcerers and sorceresses. He had a horrible image in his mind of the street where he and the Lion fought and his brain just kept multiplying it until he pictured a street hit with Armageddon in his mind. He needed to ignore such thoughts, “So…what ability will your contractor give me?” Luke dared a look over his shoulder at Serina, which only gave him a nice view of the outfit in question and blood going to the one place in his body he didn’t need at the moment.

Serina was fiddling with her phone and didn’t even seem to notice when he looked at her, “My contractor allows you to manipulate stone and earth. A rather difficult contract but I’m sure you can handle it.”

“Which makes this idea of him accepting both at the same time insane. He would be pushing himself to fair by accepting one at a time today and accepting both could kill him.” Nina’s voice was hot with anger and…what Luke could only guess was desperate.

At that Serina put down her phone and seemed to have a fire in her eyes that reminded Luke why he didn’t want to be on the other side of her anger. The heat of her voice was felt to his very bone, “If he must survive then we must break him down first.”

At that moment he felt like a new recruit at boot camp for the marines, at least he couldn’t imagine such a threatening motivational speech. He turned back to face out the front trying to ignore the chill in his bones. Nina had collected herself quickly and was ready to respond back but he decided he needed to voice himself, “She’s right.” Nina froze like he struck her and he decided to use a gentler tone, “She’s right Nina…that guy went easy on me at first. If he had started mixing those contracts like he had at the beginning…I doubt I would be here and scared out of my mind.”

Nina seemed to take his meaning and took his hand gently, “Listen, you don’t have to do this so soon. Yes I…we will train you to become stronger and tougher but you don’t have to take on so much to start.” She gave his hand a squeeze trying to be reassuring and he felt himself…he wasn’t show how he felt. He was comforted by her hand but he knew he had to do what was needed.

He gave her hand a squeeze in return, “I know Nina…but I don’t know how long he will give me. He could attack me today, tomorrow, and for all I know he is waiting for me to get stronger so it’s more of a challenge. I can’t afford to bank on that last one, I need to be ready to handle anything…even a lot of pain.” That last thought caused him to shutter, he tried to suppress it but it was useless. He just remembered the moment before the Lion was ready to kill him. Staring into that shadow face with flames flicking about him and through it all he could feel the intent to kill behind it all. If it wasn’t for Nina and Serina…he would already be a memory that a few people would mourn after. He couldn’t tell if Nina had read into his long pause after the shutter, it was strange…they haven’t really talked since he had declared her his master yet still addressed her as an equal. He needed to focus on his powers. So far he had mind reading, fire, and ice. Now he was on his way to collect wind and…earth. “What a minute are you women trying to make me the avatar or something?”

The shock of his voice, mixed with the outburst, took Nina off guard as she stared at him and then the road and back. Serina didn’t seem to miss the context however, “I’m not sure what tall blue aliens from another galaxy have to do with the current situation.”

Nina regained herself and laughed, “No no, he is talking about that bald kid with the blue arrow tattooed on his forehead.”

“That movie was terrible, why compare it to this? Though I suppose using the four elements does apply.” Serina seemed to puzzle it all out confused.

“Oh hell no! I’m not talking about that movie disaster, I’m talking about the TV show. And if I start developing glowing blue eyes at some point we are going to have this talk again.”

Nina laughed again and rested her hand on his leg this time, “I’m sure we won’t have to there love. Though it is amusing to picture you bald.”

“Maybe jut shave off the sides of his head and trim up the hair on top.” Serina chimed in.

“Hmmm…I don’t think so, the rugged look is cute on him but maybe more of a business cut. And a nice sports jacket to go with it.”

From then on Luke heard both women talking about his looks like he was Ken doll for dress up. He rolled his eyes and stared out the window grateful the car didn’t explode from those two, but then again they arguing between leather clothes and suits might do just that.

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The drive seemed to take forever and a day, yet each time he looked at the car clock only a minute or two had past. His mind was racing with all sorts of ill thoughts as well as emotions that he’d rather not dwell on. But, as they made their way further to the outskirts of town he felt himself brooding and even feeling a sense of dread for what lay before him. The Lion seemed so far away and Luke couldn’t help feel he could by waiting behind any corner.

When Nina finally stopped the car he felt the tension both ease and grow in his shoulders. He stilled himself trying to ready his nerves for what was to come. As he stepped out of the car and saw the zoo after closed hours he couldn’t help but be reminded of bad horror films with terrible settings. He focused on that thought thinking of the terrible movies, running from Zoombies to Zombeavers, to try and relax him. The irony of thinking of horror movies to calm his nerves wasn’t lost on him. Yet as he made his way through the zoo gates, following Serina’s shaped figure, he felt the tension slightly ease.

Most people never see a zoo at night, if they have it’s for an event or they work there. Luke felt sorry for the latter. The zoo is pretty intimidating at night, all you can think about is the raw power of those animals separated by the metal bars. At night you had to picture those bars being there, the shadows made them seem invisible at most glances which made the beasts behind them more intimidating. He appeared to be the only one affected by that mind rattling thought. Nina strode beside him, possessively he noticed, with a solid stride that was filled with her usual authority. In front Serina continued to walk forward with a solid step, though he couldn’t quite place the emotions in her walk when his eyes were drawn to her ass. They moved through the many paths that made Luke uncertain they knew where they were going. Yet as the approached the wolf exhibit and saw the lights on his heart sank to his stomach before leaping to his throat.

The wolf pin was lit brightly, yet no electric lights were turned on, which revealed the bars that didn’t seem to exist for this exhibit. As they walked right past were the bars would have been, him climbing clumsily over the stone wall, Luke felt himself shift his body so he could run any second. There at the center of the pen the wolves circled and seemed to relax in the presence of the two being who looked like they belong in a professional portrait.

One being was relaxed as she stroked the fur of a wolf who decided that her lap made a good pillow. A loose fitting white cloth dress seemed to curl and wrap about her slender frame. Her frame was almost a mirror of his sister’s, athletic yet petite in every way. He got a hint at the tone of her muscles as well as the slight curve of her frame (noting small B cup breasts) through the cloth itself, its curling cloth changed from solid white to see through as the breeze passed through her. The parts of her body that weren’t covered by cloth seemed to be layered in swirling dark tattoos. When his eyes moved up her frame he saw her sharp face that made her seem elfish, even more so when he notice her ears were extremely long and pointed. Even through the see through/solid cloth, tattoos, and her curves his eyes were drawn to her own. The clear eyes that almost gave the impression that she was blind, no pupil or iris was seen giving them a solid white look yet her eyes locked on the group as they approached.

Luke’s eyes were drawn to another wolf circular from one figure to the other. As his eyes were drawn to the other figure he debated whether his jaw was ready to drop or if he was just dumbfounded in general. The wolf decide that this person’s feet was the place to relax as she watched her handle the small wolf cub in her hands. He watched the playful pup try to nip at this woman’s fingers as she just laughed at the eager youth.

Her fingers curled and pet this adorable cub’s fur with roots that seemed to wrap about both arms, almost like they were sleeves to a non-existent shirt. Her C cup breasts were completely exposed yet she bore them out with a strange since of modesty, her black hair draping over them. The wolf at her feet seemed to enjoy brushing against the woman’s legs. Legs that seemed to belong to one of the wolves themselves with black fur. Luke decided to reverse his eyes and look at her face, before he tried to figure out how quickly she could catch him if he ran. As his eyes took her in he couldn’t help but feel her motherly details come into view. The gentleness in her dark brown eyes matched only by the smoothness of her face. The only thing that detoured from the motherly image was the deer antlers that she seemed to almost treat as a crown.

As the three of them crossed the length of the pin to greet the two being Luke was lost for words, thoughts, and the only thing he could identify was the swirl of emotions running through him. He felt exhilarated, calm, and yet the primal sense of fear like he would be some one’s next meal. As both sets of eyes locked on to their group he couldn’t help but feel a sense that a spot light was on him.

Serina and Nina made a formal bow which he tried to rush and mimic in their presence. Luke felt intimidated and wondered if this is what most rabbits felt like closer to hunting season. He didn’t know if this feeling was coming from the wolves that watched the group’s every motion or the two woman who seemed to casually treat these animals like they were nothing more than puppies. Serina spoke first, “I’m glad you have agreed to meet us at the same time. I must admit I had worried about clashing interests in this particular endeavor.”

The woman with antlers chuckled, “Of course a Succubus would see such things as conflicting interests.” Her voice seemed to sing with her words and Luke felt almost like he was talking to a grandmother with a youthful voice. The more he watched the clashing appearance of the woman the less her features seemed awkward against each other. Like the imperfections made the overall appearance perfect.

The other woman’s voice was just as gentle, but as she spoke you could hear layers of soft voices, like multiple whispers echoing each other, “Well I can see how she would assume so. We normally don’t see eye to eye on certain subjects there Tera.”

Tera seemed to only widen her smile at that, “Yet it doesn’t mean our collaboration is such a rare event. Is it Nina?”

Nina seemed to take the question without acknowledging it but instead of answering it she redirected, “It’s a pleasure to see you both together. Though it doesn’t occur often I must say the sight of seeing you two together is always a beauty to be hold, my lady Tera and my Lady Silva”

Silva’s laugh was rich yet somewhat haunting with that whispering echo of her voice, “Always so formal dear girl. It’s amusing yet adorable.” She paused still smiling and at that moment Luke knew all eyes were on him. “So this is the young fox in which you throw to the wolves. Come here young man and let’s get a good look at you.”

Luke felt himself want to root his legs to the ground. His mouth felt dry as if he decided that sand was a good snack before coming to meet these women. Sweat glazed his brow and caked his palms adding a new layer he would have to wash off later. He had been nervous and even fearful of meeting contractors before, hell he had even been in a room crowded with a lot of a woman’s retainers even. Yet both of these women seemed to have a sense of pure primal power that set him on edge ready to defend himself or run.

Nina laid a steady hand on his shoulder and gave him a reassuring nod. He took a deep breath and…well decide to throw himself to the wolves. He walked past Serina who gave him an approving nod herself as he approached these two powerful beings, and their current pets. As he moved closer to them the wolves stirred, rising their heads to watch the intruder approach their beloved mothers. With a hushed whisper from them the wolves relaxed but still seemed to keep their gaze locked on his approach. But, it wasn’t there eyes that sent a bone chill running through Luke. He finally found himself standing between the two beautiful beings, barely a few feet away from each, only to smile nervously. Thankfully his voice didn’t crack when he spoke, “And here I thought being thrown to the wolf jokes were over.”

Silva smiled broadly at him, causing her face to take on a calm that made him more relaxed, “Yes just as I’ve heard. A rugged youthful man with quite the mouth to go with it. None the less, he does seem quite interesting.”

“Yet he is reining in his emotions quite well all things considered. Most would already be trying to flee from us. Handsome, rugged, quick worded, and youthful. All strong traits that have the potential to go far…or perish early.” Tera’s words felt like a set of claws racking down his spine hitting the right nerves to make him add yet another layer of sweat.

He found his throat dry once again as he swallowed hard, feeling the lump lodged in his throat. “Well remind me to stop asking anybody that makes me feel like I could get eaten any second to provide a motivational speech. Each time they do I feel like I should have worn brown pants.”

This caused both women to laugh and brought a smile to his own face. His mouth on autopilot either got him in to trouble, eased the tension from the room, or improved his situation. At the moment, either of the latter two would make him feel less like the next course for dinner. Tera had already collected herself while Silva seemed to continue to laugh, “Well stories of your charming personality haven’t been exaggerated.”

“Though I can see why some would compare it to a particular wine that needs a certain acquired taste.” Both women seemed to just smile at him as if they knew miles more of the situation than Luke did, and in retrospect they probably did.

Luke took another breath to steady himself, “I know that you are both evaluating me right now. You have agreed to meet here but not agreed to give me your contracts. At least that’s what I assume.” He took their silence as confirmation of his theory and decided to press on, “I’m guessing you aren’t beings to push and be bound into submission. That this “arranged meeting” was more of a request to see if I’m worth the effort. This whole time I’ve been on display you have been gauging my reactions. So I will finally ask myself…” Luke took another deep breath before going down to one knee with his head bowed, trying to be as humble as possible, “Will you please grant me your contracts so I can protect myself and those around me.”

The silence in the air was almost deafening, he had to keep focusing on the breathing and panting of the wolves to prevent from mentally counting the seconds that seemed to pass ever so slowly. Luke felt like he should hold his breath but decided that trying to hold it for that long my cause him to go unconscious. Silva’s voice finally broke the silence, “Quite the bold assumptions you made.”

“If they were untrue,” Tera finished.

“Of course you are correct.”

“We needed to understand what kind of man you are.”

“And several steps were done to do so.”

“Ever since you stepped into this place of beasts…”

“We have watched your every motion.”

“Smelled every stench of emotion you radiated.”

“And listened to the trail of the song of your words.”

The pattern of them finishing the thought the other started was daunting and even more so when they spoke in unison, “And have found you worth our time.”

He felt a breath of relief and tension leave his body, and thought he heard the same from Nina and Serina. He knew it was building but as it evaporated from him he felt ten pounds lighter. He stood and faced both women with a nervous smile on his face before rubbing the back of his neck, “Though I appreciate your acceptance…I doubt my coming here was the trial to prove my worth.”

Tera wore a knowing smile as she exchanged a glance with Silva and then turned her attention back to him, “You’re smarter than you look little Fox.”

“Ya I get that a lot,” Luke gave a nervous chuckle before he clamped his mouth shut to prevent any additional quips from springing loose that might get him in trouble.

Both women nodded at the same time before standing, much to the disappointment of the wolves. They strode over to him taking a hand each to lead him away. He didn’t look behind him, he refused to let his fear control his actions. He just swallowed it and let it sit in the pit of his stomach as he felt their hands grip his. Their hands felt different against his fingers, while Silva’s touch almost reminded him of dipping his hand in a cool stream Tera’s had the feel of his mom firmly leading him away. He was lead down a small path were he saw a pool, at first it looked like a normal watering hole. But, as they drew closer the water took on an emerald shade that shined back into his eyes. His green eyes almost shined as bright with the reflection as he felt his mouth hang open in awe. The water shined more brightly than anything he had ever seen and he could feel the allure of its water’s call him.

They all stopped at the water’s edge before the woman let go of his hands and circled him. Each step they took sent a chill through his body. He didn’t fight to ignore it, it wasn’t fear that chilled them but being in the presence of such raw power. Renna and Valur made him nervous being in there presence but there power was individual and contradicted each other. Xavier made him feel intimated to the point it was almost laughable, while Manira just reminded him of a youthful young girl. Silva and Tera seemed to complement each other as well as clash making their circling him feel more daunting then he could ever place. As they circled him he felt their hands run over his frame, their touch being deafened by his clothes. But, as they circled him he felt their hands almost slip through the material to caress his body. He closed his eyes stealing himself for the next step and what was to come. Their touch continued to trail over his chest, starting at his waist to end at his shoulder only to be replaced by the other person’s hand. He didn’t allow himself to get lost with in the sensation, he followed them but didn’t let them overwhelm his senses.

When he finally had the courage he opened his eyes to see both women standing before him yet still feel their touch on his bare chest. The fact that he stood before them naked didn’t surprise him, it actually made him laugh which brought a raised brow to their eyes, “I’m sorry, I’m just noticing a pattern when it comes to most contracts I sign or test for.” This only brought a small knowing smile to their lips but they didn’t speak a word as they took his hands.

With his first step into the pool he readied himself for it to be ice cold, considering how much in the fall it was. Yet when he d