Selene and Mairin part 6

Mairin followed seconds later, her cock pulsing deep inside Selene's clenching pussy, flooding her with thick ropes of cum that overflowed around the base, trickling down to mix with the mess on the marble floor. Selene ground down harder, chasing every last twitch, her own body shuddering through the aftershocks as Mairin's finger pressed deeper into her ass, the dual fullness pushing her into a second, smaller wave that left her gasping. They stayed locked like that, sweat-slicked and trembling, Selene's forehead resting against Mairin's collarbone, the scent of their release heavy in the air.

But as the haze cleared, Mairin's thrusts didn't slow. The cock inside Selene—still impossibly hard, veins throbbing against her walls—drove upward again, relentless, each snap of her hips sending jolts through both of them. Selene moaned, nails digging into Mairin's shoulders, her pussy still sensitive and slick with cum, the friction building fast toward something frantic. Mairin's hands gripped her ass, spreading her cheeks wider, that finger in her hole twisting just enough to make Selene's vision blur. "Fuck, you're still so tight," Mairin growled, her voice rough, eyes dark with the same unnatural hunger that had gripped Selene earlier. The magic lingered in her veins, turning the ache into a fire that demanded more.

Selene rode the rhythm, her breasts pressing against Mairin's chest, nipples scraping skin with every bounce. The cock hit deep, the head nudging her cervix in a way that bordered on too much, but she craved it, her clit grinding against Mairin's pubic bone. Below, Mairin's pussy clenched around nothing, a fresh bead of arousal leaking out, and Selene's fingers dipped there again, rubbing circles over the swollen folds while she fucked herself on the dick. The room echoed with wet slaps, their bodies colliding, the shattered toy a forgotten wreck in the corner.

Mairin's pace quickened, her thrusts turning erratic, hips bucking up hard enough to lift Selene off the floor for a split second. The sensation bordered on frenzy, Mairin's breath coming in sharp pants, her balls tightening against Selene's ass as another orgasm built. But then her eyes snapped wide, a horrible thought cutting through the lust like ice water. Pregnant. The word hit her gut—Valerie's twisted magic had given her this cock, complete with balls that felt heavy and real, churning with seed. Could it even work? Would it? Panic surged, and she froze, hands clamping down on Selene's hips to still her.

Selene didn't notice at first, lost in the building pressure, her pussy fluttering around the unmoving shaft as she rolled her hips, chasing her own release. The sudden stop only made her grind harder, the cock's girth stretching her wider, cum from before squelching out with each movement.

"Selene!" Mairin called out, voice strained, regretting every second she had to interrupt. Her body screamed to keep going, to bury herself deeper, but the fear won. "You can't let me cum inside you. I might... I might get you pregnant."

Selene's eyes flew wide open, but she didn't stop, her pace unyielding as she locked eyes on Mairin. The concern etched on her lover's face—twisted with ecstasy, brows furrowed, lips parted in a desperate plea—hit her harder than any thrust. Mairin, this powerful woman who'd been turned inside out by some witch's whim, was ready to pull out, to deny herself, all to shield Selene from the unknown. It was the kindest thing anyone outside her sister had ever offered, a raw, selfless act amid the chaos of their fucked-up situation.

"Please," Mairin gasped, her cock twitching inside despite her words, the urge to thrust warring with her worry. "I can't bear to hurt you."

Selene slowed just enough to lean in, her breath hot against Mairin's ear, but she didn't lift off. The fullness was too good, the risk twisting into something thrilling. She decided then, the words slipping out like a vow. "I love you."

Mairin's breath hitched, her grip loosening for a heartbeat, eyes searching Selene's face. The confession hung between them, simple and loaded, sealing whatever this magic had started. She surged up, capturing Selene's mouth in a bruising kiss, tongues sliding messy and urgent. "Fuck, Selene," she murmured against her lips, hips snapping forward again, unable to hold back. "I love you too."

The admission ignited them both. Selene sank down fully, taking every inch, her pussy walls rippling around the cock as she rode with abandon. Mairin's hands roamed, one sliding up to cup a breast, thumb flicking the nipple until Selene arched, the other dipping back to that tight ring of muscle, pushing her finger in knuckle-deep. The stretch burned sweet, making Selene clench harder, milking the dick buried in her cunt. "Deeper," Selene demanded, breaking the kiss to nip at Mairin's jaw. "Fuck my ass with your finger while you fill my pussy."

Mairin obeyed, twisting her finger in time with shallow thrusts, the dual penetration making Selene's thighs quake. Precum leaked steadily now, mixing with the earlier load, easing the slide. Selene's hand worked Mairin's pussy relentlessly, three fingers plunging in, thumb pressing the base of the cock where it met her folds. Mairin whined, head falling back against the wall, the marble cool against her heated skin. "Your fingers—shit, right there. Gonna make me come again."

Selene grinned through her moans, the power shifting back to her. She pulled her fingers free, slick with Mairin's juices, and brought them to her own mouth, sucking them clean while locking eyes. The taste—salty, tangy—sent a fresh gush from her pussy, soaking the cock inside her. "You taste like sin," she said, voice husky, then reached down to spread her own ass cheeks, giving Mairin better access. "Add another finger. Stretch me."

Mairin's eyes darkened, and she did, working a second finger past the resistant ring, the burn making Selene hiss and rock faster. The cock throbbed in response, swelling thicker, the veins dragging against her inner walls. They moved together, a frantic rhythm—Selene bouncing, Mairin thrusting up, fingers scissoring in her ass. Sweat dripped down Selene's back, pooling where their bodies met, the air thick with the musk of sex and the faint, lingering ozone from the broken toy.

It hit Mairin first this time, her body tensing, balls drawing up tight. "Coming—fuck, Selene, take it." She slammed deep, the cock erupting, hot spurts painting Selene's insides, overflowing to drip down Mairin's balls and onto the floor. The sensation—full, claimed—tipped Selene over, her pussy spasming, squirting around the base in messy arcs that splashed Mairin's thighs. She cried out, the orgasm ripping through her, ass clenching around the invading fingers until they slipped free, leaving her empty and twitching.

They collapsed in a heap, Selene still impaled, the cock softening slowly inside her. Cum leaked out steadily, warm against her skin, as she nuzzled into Mairin's neck. "That was... insane," Selene whispered, a lazy smile tugging at her lips. Mairin's arms wrapped around her, holding tight, the new appendage trapped between them, warm and spent.

But the moment shattered with footsteps echoing from the hall. The door to the shower room swung open, and there stood Valerie Vane, her dark hair tousled, a silk robe barely tied at the waist, revealing the curve of her hip and the swell of one breast. Her eyes—sharp, amused—took in the scene: the two women tangled on the floor, naked and glistening, the wrecked toy sparking faintly in the corner. "Well, shit," Valerie drawled, leaning against the doorframe, a smirk playing on her lips. "Looks like my little gift took root. Enjoying the upgrade, Mairin?"

Mairin tensed beneath Selene, the cock twitching half-heartedly inside her, but Selene didn't move, lifting her head to glare. "What the fuck did you do to her? Undo it. Now."

Valerie chuckled, stepping inside, her bare feet silent on the marble. She crouched down, close enough that Selene caught her scent—jasmine and something sharper, like spellwork. "Undo it? Darling, that's not how it works. The magic's tied to desire now. It'll fade when the hunger does... or evolve." Her gaze flicked to Mairin's crotch, where the dick still nestled against Selene's folds. "But from the looks of it, you're both hooked. Why fight what feels so good?"

Mairin shifted, trying to sit up, but Selene pressed her down, possessive. "Stay out of this," Selene snapped, though her body betrayed her, a fresh trickle of arousal mixing with the cum as Valerie's presence stirred the air. Memories flickered—Valerie's hands on her in the shower earlier, teasing, dominant, the way she'd watched Mairin on the beach with that same predatory gleam. It complicated things, this pull toward the witch who'd started it all.

Valerie's smirk widened. "Oh, I'm very much in it. You two reek of unfinished business." She reached out, trailing a finger along Mairin's thigh, collecting a smear of their mixed fluids. Bringing it to her lips, she sucked it clean, eyes never leaving Selene's. "Tastes like trouble. But if you're worried about pregnancies or permanence... relax. My magic doesn't breed mortals. It just amplifies." She stood, robe slipping open further, exposing the dark patch of curls between her legs. "Unless you want it to."

The room felt smaller, charged, Mairin's cock stirring again inside Selene at the proximity. Selene's pulse raced—anger, fear, and a traitorous heat coiling low. Mairin groaned softly, her hands flexing on Selene's hips. "Valerie, get out," she said, but it lacked conviction, her body arching slightly toward the witch.

Valerie laughed, low and throaty. "Not until you invite me properly. Or should I watch while you go another round? I did design that thing to last." She turned toward the door, but paused, glancing back with a wink. "Think about it. Three's more fun than two, especially with a new toy in play."

The door clicked shut behind her, leaving silence in its wake. Selene exhaled, still straddling Mairin, the cock now fully hard again, pressing insistent against her walls. "She's trouble," Selene muttered, but she rocked her hips once, testing, the slide easy with their combined mess.

Mairin nodded, pulling Selene down for a kiss, slow and deep. "Yeah. But so are we." Her hands slid up Selene's back, thumbs tracing her spine, as the cock throbbed, ready for more. They had time—Valerie wouldn't force it, not yet—but the seed was planted, literally and not, and Selene couldn't deny the curiosity bubbling under her skin.

Hours blurred after that, the shower room forgotten as they stumbled to the adjoining bedroom, a sprawl of velvet drapes and a massive four-poster bed that smelled faintly of lavender. Mairin laid Selene down gently, the sheets cool against her overheated body, and they explored slower this time, mapping the changes. Selene traced the length of the cock with her fingers, watching it jump, then leaned in to lick a stripe from base to tip, savoring the salty remnants of their earlier fucks. Mairin shivered, her pussy clenching visibly below