Truth was odder than fiction they say and while there was another story about his powers that he had learned today had not been the day for it. No, this one was first and certainly by the end of it she would question the names if she did not do so already.

She was close to him and he had intended to continue if she still showed interest in the story and when it was clear that she did he nodded to her request for continuing.

“Where was I? Oh, yes, the four snuck into the camp and retrieved Jasmine freeing her of the Orcs. She told them the truth, the truth that Murdoc was keeping from them though who could believe the claims of the woman who claimed to be a Djinn. Murdoc had enslaved her and since a captured Djinn was forced to serve for life or grant three wishes to her Master Murdoc had ensnared her for life.

“There was some fallout as what was to be done for while none had believed that she was Djinn there was the fact that their employer was not being truthful and that this could be an enslaved woman.

“'If you are a Djinn then grant use a wish. For that matter why not just wish yourself freed?' Tracker added though to which Jasmine replied 'Djinn can only grant wishes to mortal creatures, besides only noble Djinn have such an extraordinary gift.'” He paused as if recounting something from the tale but continued.

“Slaver is legal within that realm as you may know and the group had been torn as to what they were going to do. On the one hand they had been hired for a job, on the other they had been lied to and it would be easy to turn a blind eye here.

“In the end they had decided that they were going to conceal the contract that they took since Murdoc wasn't on the level at the start. They would return to the city and wipe their hands of the matter so Jasmine was free to go where she chose. These were not the kindest of people, life in Sirocco is harsh indeed but the men were not evil either and would not imprison the woman or bring her back into captivity.

“There were still the Orcs and any number of dangers the desert offered though and to which Lars could not live with himself if she were just cast out. His combat skills left much to be desired but his book smarts would be an asset for surviving the desert and avoiding the dangers there as well as surviving, hopefully the Orcs.

“Needless to say the story gives rise to a dozen others but I will conclude this one. Jasmine had to cross the desert to return to a vast mountain there. She claimed to reside on the summit of the mountain with her people and after several tests and challenges involving Orcs, Giant Scorpion and even and Efreeti they had mad it to the mountains.

“'I wish to thank you Lars,' and she proceeded to say that she was a Djinn, not just any Djinn but a Princess. Lars of course did not believe her and while he was not her Master and not entitled to the typical three wishes you hear about in countless tales he did get one wish for his troubles. He still did not believe it though and in jest, perhaps because he believed her to be an ordinary human girl had made that wish.

“'I want the dick size and sexual stamina of a sand panther.' She had asked him if he were certain and since he did not believe her he affirmed his wish.

“The pain was excruciating. Their are growing pains and then there are growing pains. Suffice it to say he had to spend several weeks recovering at that mountain but that is another story ...”

Nothing had been perfect and servitude plainly fell under the same pattern as many others, several of which Flame had experienced herself in the few days her consciousness had in order to fabricate new memories on top of the suppressed ones. Imprisonment in spite of their innocence for the sole purpose of granting the witch even more power, the lecherous nature of Half Orcs and such which dangled an everlasting threat of rape above her head, certainly none of them would change overnight.

But Whitney concluded his chosen narrative before long and his attentive student gradually began to confirm her suspicions based on the evidence he provided, believing that one way or another he had to be part of the story and his character had been more than apparant by the vocalized wish within the tale.

"I'm pleased to hear that Jasmine didn't end up enslaved by anyone, but I believe for someone engrossed in the realm of books Lars would've felt compelled to ask for something he truly wanted rather than dismissing her claim offhand." It was amusing to think that he hadn't believed her words and spoke in jest prior to getting exactly what he wanted, but in the long run she doubted that it would've harmed anyone, least of all him and his lovers which would be the case even if her assumption turned out to be false.

"Hmm .. I have a sneaking suspicion that you're not telling me everything .." Flame lowered her feminine touch to his groin whereupon these tender digits sheepishly embraced the rigid warmth of his manhood, feeling every vigorous heart beat of the old man pulsating throughout his entirety as her loving caresses washed over the expanse of that extraordinary cock, pondering on how refined his interaction with the impressive shaft would be and whether any of his experience had eroded over the course of time.

Her thumb casually swept over the hardened crown of that thick shaft, smearing any existing precum over his hungry member in preparation for their true lovemaking, teasing him all the while as her hand stroked along his formidable length at a moderate pace.

"It's about you, isn't it?" She was certain that he himself would be Lars in the tale he told, not that the young sorceress knew much about sand panthers in particular although given his unusually prominent endowments it had made the most sense to her at the time, but either way her hand did not fall away as eyes of fiery crimson stared deep into his own, flaring up with arousal. "You're the one who asked Jasmine to enhance your sexual prowess."

“He was a young man,” Whitney added. “Not so refined by the decades of book reading that had followed but why he did not make a more practical wish I cannot say with any real certainty other than not really believing any of it and doing a bit of hand waving as far as the wish was concerned.

“Perhaps if he were older and not so young he may have shared such insight but alas he was not.” Whitney smiled a little while he had not revealed the age of Lars that was something that wasn't really necessary for the tale. Old enough to be of some use but young enough to be a bit impulsive.

“That feels nice,” he admitted as she paid attention to that throbbing sex of his. The warmth pulsing from it matched the warmth radiating from her hand and he grinned as his hand traced down her side.

“Oh, there is much I'm not telling you. Numerous tales of the various exploits the two had while crossing the desert. It was not easy but my favorite is probably the tale set after that ordeal. And that was when the Janni factored into the matter. Two Janni and Lars, an interesting tale there but I do not think we will have time for that today.” It was fairly obvious he felt that Lars had been him though how much of the tale he embellished was uncertain at this stage.

A groan followed at her continued touch upon him as fingers slid up to cup the impressive mound of her breast, fingers tracing along the tit flesh there as she asked about his tale.

“Yes, more or less, though the focus for that one was the group for the majority of it.” He smiled, “well the size increased, there prowess not so much but it has never waned over the years. Sand Panthers mate for hours on end due to coming into heat every five years or so a successful mating is necessary. They go at it for a long while having brief brakes inbetween. Though after not partaking for so long the first time was likely to be too much to hold back on though now that that's out of the way.”

He leaned into her then stealing her lips against his own in a tender kiss as their hands continue to dance against one another.

Flame readily offered up more of the marvellous bounty of her chest and basked in the tingling passing of his fingers, sweeping over the radiant warmth of her lavish bosom which pulsed mildly beneath the hardened protrusions of her luscious nipples, mimicking the heightened beat of her heart. Her back arched further under his loving ministrations, granting him more of the perfectly rounded curves of her creamy breasts to fondle and explore.

"Another time, perhaps .." She moaned out softly upon implying that they might share stories and more in the future, crimson eyes locked onto the old man in undeniable lecherousness which had compelled her to seduce him in the first place, wondering how long he could truly last though her body lacked experience in that regard and would probably give out before he did. "Now that that's out of the way I'll have you prove your endurance to me, Mayor."

Heated breaths and her mischievous smile intermingled in front of him before Flame bent over and met Whitney halfway, casually guiding his rising torso back to the ground with nothing more than the mildest push whereupon her eyes sealed themselves shut, indulging herself completely in the intimacy of their union.

Slowly the voluptuous red haired beauty draped one of her wonderfully shaped legs over the venerable male and effectively straddled him once more, the damp entrance to her sacred depths immediately replacing her hand before sawing back and forth along his rigid manhood in preparation for the vivid images already playing before her inner eye, desperately trying to make them reality.

He couldn't have one of the orifices available in spite of how much both of them desired that measure of closeness, but the other passage had been beyond ready to be plundered by that exquisite girth.

Flame purred softly while spreading her feminine touch along the bulk of his chest and shoulders before holding onto him firmly, heaving the luxuriant compartment of her hindquarters up and beyond the scalding warmth between his legs in order to bring up that lubricated phallus against her rump, embedding him amidst the inviting valley of her shapely peaches as the impassioned sorceress proceeded to tease in hopes of getting the point across rather sooner than later, slowly burning up with lust on the inside.

“Gladly,” he answered, her framer responding to him as he allowed his fingers to grace the curves of her body. Occasionally he pressed it, a lick to a breast, the touch of his lips against her own as he tasted them against his own.

So she wanted to see, hm. Well, he certainly had no problem with that. He had been confused a little as the red head straddled him thinking that she might take him back inside those sacred folds while like this. Coaxed back his hands gripped her hips and she would feel him brushing against her, thrusting as he rubbed against her though he groaned beneath her body, trapped there.

It had not taken him long to understand though as she soon lifted up some. He paused at that puckered entrance though. “I don't want to hurt you, I've never ...” But he had not retreated any.

The throb of his wet member pulsed against her. He did not retreat nor did he advance any further letting her ease back against him rather than trying to force that girth into such narrowed confines as he continued to hold her hips halting her from retreat if his grip tightened up against her though thus far it remained light, a hand reaching up to fondle a breast as he braced himself for what was to come soon feeling that glorious heat consuming him and drawing in only what she felt comfortable with.

“I can cum in here?” He asked as if clarifying that before either of them got too caught up in the moment.

Never having considered his lack of experience in that realm before Flame immediately flared up in radiant excitement for the young red head doubted someone of his lifespan neglected to plunge into a whole new chapter of pleasure with one of the great many lovers he undoubtedly had over the years. "Don't worry, I'll be careful." Whitney might have referred to another matter entirely, but in that instant the voluptuous sorceress had been determined to engulf all of him she could possibly muster without harming herself.

"I .. I haven't had anyone nearly as big as you back there, but I think I'll manage." The swollen head of his impressive girth nestled up against the prominent warmth of her backdoor which gently punctured the unmatched tightness of her hindquarters throughout her languid descent and under the immense pressure tender fingers embraced the shoulders of the venerable male below. Slowly he had been ushered inside, sinking further into the unyielding prison of sublime flesh whereas the supreme beauty above him shuddered delicately with every submersed inch, the faintest gossamer film of sweat emerging from her twisted grimace of strained delight though her expression had clearly been one of pleasure.

Unable to take advantage of his entire length his female companion halted in her advance upon gradually absorbing slightly more than Nicodemus had to offer, Whitney certainly thicker and longer than him and she trusted that any more would cross over into the realm of discomfort, leaving him finally embedded in the crushing confines of her lavish rump to the utmost Flame could possibly hope to manage.

"You don't have to hold anything back, Whitney. Please cum inside whenever you must." Crimson eyes were upon him in undying fervor, only partially satisfied with an overwhelming sensation of fullness stuffing her rear. Her marvellously wide hips tentatively ground up against the imprisoned love pole, feeling his every twitch and throb.

She moaned softly when the entirety of her body eventually began to rise after getting accustomed to the massive shaft spearing into her backside and the youthful spirit more than planned on utilising her newfound reserves in order to display her talents.

Stretched beyond belief Flame practically sucked on the sheathed mansword of his loins until little more than the tip remained buried in the valley of bliss that resided inbetween the peaches of her ass, holding him there for another moment of preparation before descending along that divine length, mewling out in raw pleasure as the narrow passage rubbed up against every portion of the old man, carefully settling into a slow rhythm for in spite their need she wasn't going to take away from the experience in the slightest.

In. He had been within the confines of that crushing tightness, his shaft throbbing, his fingers tightening against her. He had not been completely submerged inside her backdoor though he had not expected to be so when they began this.

While Flame adjusted to him her adjusted to the fact that he had never done this before, never had been blessed with such tightness though her pussy came close to this. Whitney was given permission though he was not close, he was merely verifying that fact. He did feel as if he would burst through experience told him that he would not as he laid beneath her as he allowed her to get use to him first.

Sitting upward he suckled a breast as his hands traced along the outsides of her upper thighs, hips and ribs. He then moved slowly letting her handle most of the work and never plunging in any deeper then he was at.

Whitney throbbed though a hand moved to trace against her clit as he rubbed it back and forth. This felt so Divine, it felt right though he had not seen what her draw was to him Whitney was not going to argue that fact taking advantage of the fact that she was interested.

Even if she were a slut he had doubted that she would look outside her age category. Perhaps if she were a nympho but he had not considered these two extremes. She was a pleasant girl after all ho enjoyed his company as much as he enjoyed her own and while it would have made mores sense if he were loaded and she was trying to wrangled his wealth from him that simply was not going to be the case here.

“Oh, by the Gods Flame!” He pushed inside that tight rump with no sign that he was going to let up other than that throbbing that had been a rather constant oh his part.

His endearing touch graced her lavish and quivering frame, an abundance of marvellous flesh in all the right places granting him the fantasy of indulging in someone several decades younger than the venerable male himself, exploring the buxom beauty above him to the utmost as perfect velvet skin tingled beneath his passing.

Voluptuous thighs composed of roughly equal measures of bountiful flesh and muscle transitioned into even more delightfully endowed hips which slowly conquered his own in the exuberant union of their bodies, thick and luxuriant in their flamboyant expanse which simply complemented her cushiony hindquarters generously equipped with the palm filling peaches of her rump, begging to be touched and molded by anyone daring enough to take the chance, certainly capable of rivalling even the most alluring succubus.

Further along her narrow waist followed in stark contrast to the remainder of her lower body where Whitney approached the heavenly orbs of pillowy breast flesh he suckled on delicately, toying with her senses whereas her swollen love pearl had fallen victim to one of his hands shortly after, twitching in radiant pleasure which couldn't ever be surpassed.

"You're incredible .." She mewled out and basked in the feeling of supreme fullness, meeting his minor thrusts with her own which gradually stretched the young sorceress around him, truly filling her to capacity without missing even the slightest portion.

"Ahh .. I-I can feel everything .." Amidst constant quivering and moaning her head dipped back, crimson eyes sealing themselves shut as Flame gave herself wholly unto the joyful ride.

Inner muscles folded and convulsed around him throughout her struggle for dominance over both body and mind, certainly trying to outperform his extraordinary stamina though visibly failing in her passionate advances, feverishly impaling herself on that admirable girth which inflamed her every fibre mercilessly, approaching yet another orgasmic height that would inevitably come crashing down upon her.

His hands roamed all over as he explored the succulent body poised above him whether it was to skim over her breast, roll over a clit or firmly grip her ass within his palms as she came down back against him.

That blessed tightness around him causing him to groan out from below her as his mouth grazed a breast, fingers squeezing against he cheeks as he assisted her along, each time when she halted he would lift her up his shaft nice and slow before letting her sweep back down and filling her up again.

Onward he pressed seeing her faltering determination to outlast him but was failing to do so and it showed on her features. “Just hold on a bit longer ...” he encouraged as he began to assist her with slow movements from below as he pressed up into her. Figuring that her orgasm would be a wild one seeing that she was struggling to hold back it just might trigger one of his own, granted he would soon recover but he sought to grant her what she was after.

Going back to her breasts he bit on the nipples gently tugging against them, his tongue swishing against heated flesh as he pulled away from the gorgeous globe.

“OK, now Flame,” he braced himself going back to working over those breasts of hers.

"Auugghh! It feels .. Ah! It feels too good .." Flame summoned up the faintest sliver of composure in an attempt to hold onto the remainder of her sanity, keeping the indomitable flood of raw liquid lust confined to the rapidly overflowing reservoir amidst her heated core, threatening to crush her resistance and break free at any given moment.

Swiftly the wanton fire cracker altered her chosen pace and vividly bounced atop the venerable male with unmatched devotion to their physical pleasure, bestowing unto him the full extent of her unchained talents when the busty sorceress no longer had to hold back, certainly encouraged by the hands sweeping over the lavish curves of her tender breasts which sought to break free from his touch with every rapid fall and ascent, jiggling heartily in these final moments of her performance.

"Please .. ahhnn .. please cum with me!" Her heart hammered against her chest, thrumming ecstatically at the thought of shamelessly cumming in front of Whitney by having her backside stretched out by that unyielding spire, but that hadn't stopped the feisty maiden from going through with her plans as her delicate fingers intertwine with his, missing out on his caresses though she preferred the posture as they were.

Over the edge and beyond Flame whimpered delicately as her backdoor engulfed him and devoured that rigid man meat which had chiselled her out around him, consuming him and the desirable fires therein now that he had been easier to deal with. She twitched and quivered as her thrusts suddenly slowed, her back arching and fiery rubies shooting to the ceiling in blissful turmoil as her voluptuous frame flared up in an intense orgasm, her scream of delight echoing throughout the level they were on.

Whether slut or nymphomaniac there was no denying the pleasure she derived from their lovemaking and returned much of the same in earnest, hoping to share in that blessed release though he simply proved too tough to crack.

Sweet nectar erupted from the convulsing inner muscles which left her blooming flower feeling empty, unfulfilled without anything there though her luxuriant rump worshipped him with all the exotic beauty had to give in her supreme tightness which came undone around Whitney chaotically, tightening and relaxing in a continuous struggle for recovery though the marvellous gem continued to ride his love pole to the fullest, eager to receive that hot cum.

He nearly erupt then and there with her youthful movements eager to take him in quicker as she bounced atop him though she received only a deep groan his fingers tightened given that heir hands were now joined and each thrust brought the sway of those large breasts.

What stamina, what determination, he could see it written on her face and he had nodded at her request though when the time came he failed to burst forth with another torrent of seed. Seeing her blissed out features had been touching and though she slowed he leaned up to her, his tongue sweeping over her ear.

“The tortoise and the hair,” he whispered though he had wondered if she got the reference that he had collected from another Shadow. It was common enough though where she might have memory of it but that was not so important as he took over from below, his hips thrusting up at her from below matching the urgent pace she had used earlier.

For a moment he took her lips as they continued on, he eager to give her what she had wanted though the timing might have been off initially.

“I'm almost … almost there ...” He warned trying to get them on the same page again, to get her as close as possible. He pulled out one last trick that he recalled from his youth. Really, it was an immature spell but simple amongst one of the first he had learned on his own too embarrassed to study it under another. Most every wizard had it, not many would admit to learning it though.

He began the spell, struggling to recall it and after so much time if he had not reread novels and scrolls and the like every once in a while he could not pull it off. Often this was the sort of personal effect one used on themselves and it would only hold back the inevitable for a few minutes.

So simple was the spell that it only required a vocal component though he had to touch her he fulfilled that with another kiss Delay Orgasm, such a juvenile spell that most learned along with Enlarge effects that only functioned on one area …

With that though he could fulfill her request. He had not used the spell in over 20 years, there was no need for it after all. But his own orgasm tore through him a few minutes later … apparently close for someone that could last so long had been calculated in minutes and not seconds.

Whitney filled her ass with his hot seed that had no choice then lock itself away inside her rump given that that cock made a perfect cork. He slowed then stopped, the look of pleasure cast over his features as he gazed up at her taking in deep breaths.

Flame had been beyond pleased with her blessed discoveries in the library and while unable to keep up the urgent pace of their lovemaking any longer, at least for the moment given the onrush of searing white hot pleasure which drowned her senses in another mind numbing orgasm, the young sorceress certainly wouldn't forget the pleasant events that transpired here.

Even though he hadn't managed to yield under her demand the voluptuous woman would have never scolded him for having sexual stamina far beyond her own capabilities, the feeling of absence washing over her for in a sense she had wanted to feel the flood of his liquid love shooting forth into her backdoor.

He quickly took over, however, her addled mind and memory unable to comprehend the reference he made before any hope of ever decyphering the mistery had been annihilated by the rapid tempo at which her chiselled passage had been tingling and tightening beneath the continuous thrusts of his manhood, the wanton youth caught up in the throes of passion as her fervent cries and moans broke out toward the ceiling in never ending exultations bestowed unto his supreme onslaught.

Her entirety bounced above him in the following minutes, lush and wonderfully engorged mammaries happily putting their alluring bounty on display whereas even her head lolled about in the heights of tremendous bliss, her every sliver of thought and fibre inflamed by Whitney with every crushing descent. Eventually the blissed out female recovered enough to return the vigorous favor and enhance their loving union even further, succulent hips driving themselves down against him.

But in the end her flamboyantly sensual frame convulsed once more as the venerable male dumped hot semen straight into the gaping maw of her rump, sucking and slurping on that rigid member while another ferocious height tore through the luscious red head, tender fingers tightening against his own though unlike him her languid motions continued a little longer.

"Ohhh .. my .. Goood .." She spoke meekly in the midst of staggered breaths, panting heavily while drawing out the remainder of paradise to the fullest, wavering yet never collapsing in spite of her blatantly waning strength as she stopped. "So much .. hot cum .."

One hand left him and had been placed on the ground for added support as the buxom beauty leaned over and flushed their lips together in that instant, bathing him in the brunt of her affection without ever letting his pulsing shaft escape, milking him to the very end until he had nothing more to give. She was uncertain whether or not another round was on the menu today, but Flame highly doubted that her body would endure.

Her features crimson with lust and sullied by his semen from earlier looked tender, filled with contentment as her eyes closed in their ardent joining, passionately indulging in the delight of the moment.

That approval had him grinning beneath her. “I see that you approve.” She had not been the best actress so he felt rather confident that she was not faking it, supported by the knowledge that the wish he had made so many years ago had been in part responsible for this.

“Only one other lasted long enough to make me cum twice,” he said after their lips parted. His hand resting against a hip as he brushed it back and forth while the fingers of the other hand had still been locked around her own.

She had needed a little help though but not much and most women he had been with would not have lasted half as long. It was so tempting to have her endure another round, he could use that spell a few more times but having her passed out on the library floor served no purpose either.

“Next time it will be your pussy that is filled.” He brought his hand from her hip to her lips to silence her for a moment. “There is a rather simple spell … one that enhances fertility. There is one that prevents it, though even in my youth there was no need for it. Only one person lasted long enough any way ...” he grinned.

“By your next visit I will have learned it. Perhaps though not for our next joining though. You look exhausted and I would hate for you to be wiped for tonight as much as I would love exhausting you.”

It was fortunate that the Memphit could not see through her rouse earlier though. He had tried to recount if he had gathered anything vital that could be used against them but from the sounds of it they should be alright. He was bound to that book and could not leave and had to wait for Bryne to open it so months or years might go by before he could report … then again as he stroked Flame's hair he had thought of something while staring up into those crimson eyes …

“On another note … Cinder … if he's here he's not there though Bryne would know something is up. Perhaps if he is fed misinformation that could be useful if we could figure out a way of getting Bryne to check his copy of the book,” he lifted his hips as if experimenting with the sensitivity of the young women before him. Such thoughts could wait and while he was not intending on taking her again he was not opposed to it either.

He simply wished to hear her moan ...

"I'm honored .." Her hefty bosom heaved and lowered with pride and minor beads of glistening sweat as the buxom sorceress smiled mildly at the notion that not more than one managed to partake of him longer than the luscious red head herself, certainly complementing her efforts for almost his entire lifetime had passed before he found someone capable of challenging the most long lasting lovemaking in his days.

Indeed Flame sought to protest only to be silenced by his finger, the matter calmly laid out before her and while her performance had been sublime he would go an extra mile to make that profoundly appealing fantasy his reality.

"I suppose I'll have something to look forward to when I return here." She responded sensually, happily even at the thought of finally feeling herself filled completely without limiting themselves to the single thrust they had to contend with thus far, without fear of an unwanted pregnancy which would have been disastrous in almost every aspect of her own existence.

Naturally the matter between Nicodemus and the Living Construct regarding her true nature might have been resolved and the two of them set out to prepare for the coming weeks of careful planning and restoration of his divine powers during which Flame ran the risk of carrying the child of her angelic lover. Breaking away from him in secret and falling into the bed of another would make her unfaithful, downright despicable should that be her conscious decision although another part of her mind simply thought differently.

Did it really matter? He couldn't know of her secret endeavors either way and unless found out there wasn't much else to be found instead of highly appreciated bodily pleasure.

She dismissed these thoughts upon listening to Whitney further, feeling that massive spire drag along the tight confines of her rectum, promptly coaxing another sweet and pleasure ladened moan from these lush ruby lips.

Beautifully shimmering crimson eyes resided upon him and reflected the sheer overwhelming measure of desire which flared up within Flame, her lust barely decreased any under the intense orgasms he had elicited from her as her voluptuous form slowly ascended without his help, sweeping over his rigid length in slow yet dedicated motions that would serve to indicate her intention to receive even more pleasure that day. "I believe you're right .. Ahn .. I .. I think we have a great opportunity here."

Fingers intertwined with his squeezed him affectionately, eyelids heavy and half lidded upon these magnificient globes that lured him in further as inner muscles lovingly sheathe his mansword in her form fitting scabbard. "I'm .. I'm unaware of any way to actually compel Bryne to check up on .. on .. Uhhnnn .. dear God .. on Cinder .."

Whitney had not known of her motivation to avoid someone coming inside that wondrous pussy of her's other than to avoid pregnancy so when she came next he would probably have a scroll so she could learn the spell as well. He was not such a fool to think that this was an exclusive matter though that would have been bad if it were.

This had been reward enough, far greater than what he would have imagined and he had been content with her dictating the terms right now though he was pleased already turning his mind to filling her, perhaps she would aim to be the longest lasting next time, especially if she had learned that spell of his though she would have to cast it often.

That was for another time, perhaps in the future he could convenience her into sharing a night's time with him. Such pleasant thoughts streamed through Whitney's head. He leaned in to take her lips again, prompted to by that thought alone.

There was no telling how Nicodemus was going to take the news about her being a Living Construct, let alone any of this if he should find out though the only real matter that would seem to make a difference between the Angel and a mortal was that the former was immortal and would they expect an infinity without indulging in another.

The Fae had healthy relationships, were even married to one another but as long as their dalliances with others were just for fun and not out of love then they accept this without blinking an eye. Some how Angels seemed far less gregarious then the Fae but would such matters carry less weight to them considering their life spans?

A groan followed with that shift above him and Whitney though, getting distracted by those large hanging breasts then thought again.

“If he has to reference one of the spells in the book for some reason but I am unaware how ...” he paused that sweet movement above had only encouraged him for more though he would finish before forgetting his thought for at his age it was easily to loose things.

“Maybe if someone tried to steal it … I wonder if a Retriever might be able to go after the original. I doubt it but the library is aware enough to make copies of everything written.” He shrugged and smiled at that movement.

“D-Dammit Flame,” he grinned up at her. “There's still a few hours before you have to meet with the others. I'll wake you if you don't last.” His hips rise slowly as he spreads the muscles of her back side.

“So tight!”