She laughs, the sound throaty and full in the balmy air, and I take her face in my palms and kiss her. She doesn’t react at first, then sighs and kisses me back. I grunt with avarice, pulling her closer, closer, our legs entwined, my cock rubbing her belly. I paint my precum over her scar and my mark, pleasure blazing down my spine even as a chasm of yearning gapes cold and deep in my chest, because I’ve seen Jaga with Dar too many times by now, and I long to fill her with child.
She would be such a good mother, stern but loving. We would create a whole new generation of gods. A better one. We’d make gods who are capable of love and happiness, because I am convinced all it takes is a good mother. None of us have had that, and look at us. Such a miserable lot.
But she won’t let me in her cunt, not yet. I take her hand and put it on my cock.
“Look at it. Feel how it’s made. If you need help, I’ll do it for you, but I think you will manage just fine. Make it as big or small as you wish. I can take anything.”
She pulls away with a shaky breath, her eyes wide, heart beating quickly. She takes my hand and pulls me down in the short grass, where she kneels by my side, handling my cock with infinite care, like it’s a rare poison or a curse. I chuckle under my breath, and she ignores me, leaning closer, her green eye closed.
“Oh, it’s complicated,” she breathes, the air cooling my wet tip until I shiver. “So many blood vessels, oh, and I see how it swells. The balls, mm, and this is how the sperm travels, very clever. It’s all so intricate. Well done. I suppose it’s a wonder of nature.”
I grin and reach for her breast, teasing her hard nipple. “Not more of a wonder than a cunt, love. Or a clit. That’s the biggest wonder of all.”
She tsks softly, turning my cock this way and that, humming under her breath. “The trick isn’t to make a hard dick to rail youwith. The trick is to make it in a way that will feel ecstatic tome. Hang on. Oh, this is weird.”
She laughs under her breath, embarrassed and excited, and my heart swells fuller. I don’t want to think about Mokosz right now, and yet I can’t help but compare. She used to be so confident about this, even mocking. The way she did it to me was mostly humiliating, and I liked that well enough, but Jaga is truly engrossed.
I just know she will be considerate and curious, testing the limits of our bodies and pleasure, and I can’t wait for it.
“Fuck me well and I’ll suck your cock after you’re done,” I murmur, watching her with hooded eyes.
She looks up with a gasp. “Suck my… After it’s been in your… Oh. Well, if you must.”
“I knew you’d love the idea.”
“All right. Don’t distract me now.”
She lays her palm between her legs, still holding my cock with the other, and I watch her with fascination. At first, nothing happens, and Jaga frowns, shaking her head. And then, things shift, a tumescent shape protruding between her fingers, tiny yet. She laughs a giddy laugh, shaking her head again, and grips me harder. I bite back a moan so as not to break her focus.
Slowly, her male genitalia grow and reshape, until she sports a nice set of cock and balls, slightly smaller than mine. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, looking down.
“Oh.” She laughs uncertainly, running her finger gently down her length. “This is odd.”
“Can I take it in my mouth?” I ask, salivating for her. “That way, you’ll know at once if it feels good or not.”
“I suppose. Slowly, though. I have to sustain this consciously, and if I get too distracted, my body will go back to normal.”
“You’ll have to be very careful when you come, then.”
I lean in, teasing her tip with my tongue. Her breath catches, and I look up. She is a picture of maidenly innocence, flush-cheeked, lips parted. I grin and suck it slowly into my mouth, never looking away from her face.
She cries out, clenching her fist in my hair. I suck her deeper, and she shakes her head, her eyes slammed shut from too much bliss. I pull back and kiss the tip, then straighten.
“I’d say you made a magnificent cock for us, love.”
She opens her eyes, her lips trembling, and I kiss her, slicking my tongue coated with her taste into her mouth.
“Now make me yours.”
Chapter forty-four
Hers
She eyes me for a moment, open and vulnerable, my girl delighted with what magic can do. I smile back, and it’s like we’re different people for a moment, a couple who’s been through it all and came out victorious, our love stronger than ever.
Jaga frowns, and the spell breaks.
“Turn around. I want you on your hands and knees.”
