Rebirth of the Nephilim

“Ah!” Vraekae stifled her cry of pleasure as she struggled to control her melting expression.

“Fuck,” Jay growled as her nostrils flared. “Make that noise again.”

Vraekae stared up at Jay, sweat dripping down her face, mixing with the remnants of cum that Jay had missed when she’d licked the mess off of her face. Her normally perfectly coifed crimson hair was a tousled bird’s nest, and her mouth hung up as she dragged in ragged breaths in a decidedly undignified fashion. The elf’s scarlet gaze burned with passionate challenge as her lips twitched in a smothered smirk.

“Try harder, and maybe I will.”

“Try harder?” Jay echoed, punctuating her words with a powerful thrust of her hips. “You really think you can handle me going harder?”

Jay followed up her question by pumping her thick cock three more times into Vraekae. Each pump of her hips was accompanied by a symphony of lewd sounds as their wet flesh slapped together, sticky Nephilim seed mixed with elven nectar gushed out from around their joined sexes, and an over-burdened bed creaked under the strain of too much weight. The magistrate’s pert breasts jiggled enticingly with the strong thrusts, especially with how her folded legs framed and pushed them together.

“I can go a lot harder than this,” Syd panted as she thrust her cock into Vraekae’s ass in a counter rhythm to her Jay self’s movements. “I just wouldn’t want to push a delicate little desk jockey too hard.”

Ever since Jadis had taken control of the position her selves had with Vraekae, she had been pumping her steel-hard members into the elf at furious pace. No more slow-burn, tantric style sex. Instead, she was determined to stir the cum already poured inside the woman’s pussy into a froth by the rapid pace of her fucking. By the way Vraekae was barely able to control her trembling, shuddering body, Jadis knew she was damn near close to that goal.

Perhaps that was the problem. She had been fucking Vraekae hard for the past fifteen minutes, and yet Vraekae was only at “barely” able to control her body. Jadis wanted that control gone completely.

“I hear a great deal of talk,” Vraekae said after swallowing down a noise that had tried to escape her throat. Abruptly, she reached over her shoulder and grabbed Syd’s hair, yanking on it in a rough, demanding way. “Not nearly enough action.”

Jadis’ hearts flared with heat at the direct challenge. Her violet eyes lit up with passion as her lips curled back over her white teeth in a wild snarl.

“You asked for it.”

Leaning her weight forward, Jay set her hips moving at a furious speed that was matched only by her Syd self’s counterpoint thrusting. The wet slap of skin on skin practically blurred together into one long noise as the pace Jadis set took on an inhuman nature.

Vraekae’s red eyes widened as her mouth fell open, a wailing cry of carnal pleasure rising up from inside her. The sound was so erotic it made Jadis’ spines tingle, forcing her to want to go even faster to draw more of that rare, unfiltered, hedonistic music from the elf’s throat. No longer wishing to hold back her own desires, Jadis’ selves erupted into their own chorus of lewd moans that mixed with Vraekae’s voice, creating a song that Jadis knew would have made Lyssandria’s high priests weep tears of frustration that they could not replicate the debauched sound with their music.

Since she let go of all restraint, Jadis felt her Jay and Syd selves’ climaxes quickly well up inside her overstimulated bodies. Even if her sensitive flesh hadn’t been doused in that lewd alchemical concoction, Vraekae just felt too good to resist.  She made no attempt to slow her thrusts so that she could last longer before coming—there was no need to anymore. If anything, Jay and Syd increased in pace, pumping two sets of hips in a desperate crash that made Vraekae’s body quake in her own trembling climax.

Without warning, Jadis felt her two selves orgasm simultaneously, the overwhelming sensation catching her off guard with its suddenness. Still, as much as she wanted to bask in the mind-numbing pleasure, Jadis did not stop. She was driven to do more. She would not stop. Not until Vraekae begged her to.

As Syd continued to pump her hips even as her throbbing cock pumped a thick load of seed inside Vraekae’s ass, Jay moved. After the first pulse of cum released in the depths of the elf’s core, she pulled out of Vraekae. Letting go of her legs to let them flop forward like boneless rubber, Jay shifted to the side before she shoved her cock into the magistrate’s face. Her next rope of seed poured out across Vraekae’s lips and right cheek, getting more onto Syd’s chest behind her than on the elf herself. The next pulse after that, though, went straight down the mage’s throat as Jay forced her cockhead into Vraekae’s willing mouth.

The lewd gulping noise that came from Vraekae swallowing her sweet seed was interrupted as in the next second, Dys took Jay’s place between the magistrate’s legs. She gave the other woman no time to adjust, nor warning of what was to come, since the challenge had already been made and accepted. Dys thrust her turgid cock deep into Vraekae’s soaked and stuffed pussy, forcing her other self’s cum to practically squirt out around her pale shaft from the powerful shove. A small flood of Nephilim seed dripped down Vraekae’s chin as she was momentarily too distracted to swallow as Dys kept the almost forgotten ritual going.

Dys fucked Vraekae, pounding her pussy with the same rapid tempo as before while Jay finished delivering her load into the elf’s eager belly. When Jay’s orgasm eventually subsided and she pulled her cockhead from the magistrate’s mouth, Vraekae let out a loud gasp as she greedily gulped down air. With tears and sweat streaming down her face, she snarled at Dys, her own eyes flashing with red light.

“Fuck. Me. Harder.”

Vraekae’s crude command sent a thrill through Jadis’ bodies. Without a moment of hesitation, she moved to fulfill her partner’s demand. After all, who was she to deny the request of a Magistrate?

Jadis’ selves fucked the scarlet-haired elf at an explosive pace. When Syd came for a second time inside of Vraekae’s tight rear, Jadis roughly rolled their combined tangle of limbs over so her Syd self could pull out. Jay was in her place in the next micro-instant, already pushing her throbbing cock into the woman’s depths. There was no sense of lovemaking in the frantic, almost violent, sex they were having. Nor was it a hate fuck, which Jadis never would have consented to participate in in the first place. This was rutting. Sex for the pleasure of it, and for the sake of breeding.

And, if Jadis had the ability to think straight in that moment, it was for her own pride. Vraekae had challenged her sexual capabilities. Jadis didn’t know if they would ever have sex again, but if this was to be the one and only time, she was going to make sure it was a night Vraekae would remember.

“Harder!” Vraekae shouted, her voice already shaking from the pounding Jadis was giving her. “Deeper!”

“Fuck,” Jay snarled as she shifted around to give Vraekae what she asked for.

Getting up from her kneeling position, Jay balanced on the balls of her feet as she thrust down on top of Vraekae. She used the power of her legs to truly leverage her weight into the fucking, making the elf’s blue backside jiggle with each clap of flesh. Jay let out a groaning snarl as Vraekae tightened around her like a vice, making it feel like her cock was about to be strangled in the best of ways. When Vraekae squeezed again, this time using her pussy to somehow grab hold of Dys’ member despite the rapid thrusting, Jadis felt her heads burn white with pleasure as both of her selves climaxed again.

As she pulsed more cum deep inside of Vraekae, Jay fell forward, just barely catching herself with a hand against the headrest before she collapsed on top of the magistrate and her other orgasming self. When she did so, Jadis felt an abrupt shudder as the whole bed shifted awkwardly to one side.

“Shit,” Jay panted. “I think I broke your bed.”

“I can buy a new one,” Vraekae gasped back, her eyes squeezed shut in shuddering pleasure.

“Well, fuck it then,” Jay growled. “Who needs a bed?”

Shifting around once more, Jay and Dys moved together so that they rolled out onto the collapsed left side of the once sturdy bed. Jay ended up with her ass on the floor, her back against the broken piece of furniture, and Vraekae in her lap. Dys pulled her dick out of Vraekae as she continued the roll, letting a gush of white cum pour out onto the floor. In the same moment, Syd moved into her place and shoved her shaft into the elf’s soaked pussy.

“You can break the floor if you want to,” Vraekae panted as she pulled Syd closer. “Just keep fucking me.”

Jay and Syd resumed the frenetic pace, eagerly complying with the noble elf’s wish. The tight pull of her core was irresistible. It felt like all the pent-up tension Jadis had felt for the past hour and a half was all coming out of her in the last thirty minutes. If that had been Vraekae’s plan from the start, Jadis wasn’t complaining. The results were fucking amazing, and she was looking forward to trying the same kind of technique with her lovers. Even if Vraekae wouldn’t tell her where she had learned how to have sex the way she did, Jadis knew that someone in the temple of Lyssandria had to know or have a book related to the skill. Fucking like this would be well worth the time spent studying.

When a bright light flashed in Jadis’ vision, she almost didn’t notice it, she was so preoccupied with bring both herself and Vraekae to another release. Fortunately, at that moment, her Jay self was not hilted deep inside of the elf and was instead taking a moment to wipe the sweat from her eyes and the cum that had somehow splattered onto her breasts.

She realized after a moment of blank thought that the system was asking her to select a passive skill to duplicate from Vraekae’s class options. She could have taken a few seconds to read what was available, thus gaining some insight into Vraekae’s classes and how they worked, but she didn’t. Jadis respected Vraekae. Her… friend, for lack of a better word, had offered her the one skill, and only that skill. Jadis wouldn’t invade her privacy. Instead, Jadis quickly scanned through the list without taking the time to read any details, just to find the skill that she wanted and select it. In the next instant, Jadis felt Elite Battlemage’s Reserves take effect as she copied the skill into her own system.

“Ritual’s done,” Syd panted into Vraekae’s ear, though she didn’t stop her thrusting. “I replicated the skill.”

“Good,” Vraekae gasped, her own hips still moving in tandem with Syd and Dys’ pumping cocks. “It will—it will serve you. Well.”

“I don’t mean to pry,” Dys said as she actually did slow her pace slightly, just to make the conversation easier. “I didn’t read your other skills. But—ah, fuck, you’re so—shit. Don’t distract me like that.”

“You distract yourself,” Vraekae countered as she made her pussy squeeze in that particular way again. “Go on.”

“I did read the names of a few of your skills,” Syd admitted. “I couldn’t help it.”

“And?” Vraekae asked, her piercing red eyes staring deep in Dys’ violet ones.

“Nothing,” Dys shrugged, then grinned. “I just didn’t realize you were an arcanist. That’s very… interesting.”

“I do not mind that you know,” the magistrate said while placing a pointed finger under Dys’ chin. “However, that is information I expect you to keep to yourself. Understand?”

“Understood,” Dys agreed, still grinning.

“Now,” Vraekae undulated her hips in a meaningful way. “You do not think we are done here, are we?”

“No ma’am,” all three of Jadis said at once. “Pretty sure we’re just getting started.”

“Good,” Vraekae replied, her expression taking on an almost sinister smile. “Now. Stop being lazy and put those cocks to use. I can still walk.”

“Yes ma’am,” Jadis chorused.

Jadis knew that it was going to be a long night. And she did not regret it one bit.