Chapter 3

I felt the hard ground beneath my back, the sensation pulling me further from the dream that had been slipping through my fingers like smoke. I tried to hold onto it, tried to recall what I had seen—something about… Gemma? Suddenly, the whole talk with her returned. That was a strange dream.

I blinked my eyes open, the dim light revealing jagged shadows above me. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing. A ceiling? No, it wasn’t my apartment. It took me a moment to recognize the truth. I wasn’t in my armchair anymore.

“Gemma!” I shouted suddenly, sitting up. My voice echoed off the walls of the cave I was in.

That wasn't a dream. The cold ground touching my ass made me aware that I was naked, and I didn't have anything with me. I looked around and noticed a red envelope lying on the ground nearby. I got up and reached for it but stopped when I heard a noise behind me.

I turned around. The cave was shrouded in darkness, but I could make out a human figure pinned against the wall. Squinting to see more details, I realized it was a woman—but it wasn’t Gemma.

The woman appeared shorter and slimmer than the mage, with light gray hair. Her face was attractive but smudged with dirt. She had large, pink eyes and full lips, and a look of terror marked her innocent expression.

She had smaller tits than Gemma, but large enough to fill a hand completely. Right now, they were covered by a dirty band that squeezed them tightly against her body. Her flat stomach transitioned into wide hips, on which she wore a skirt that barely reached halfway down her thighs, leaving her long and sleek legs exposed.

Both of us stood without moving, watching each other. She still seemed scared. Gemma promised me that no woman could resist me, but this one didn’t look interested at all.

“Go away!” she said suddenly. Her voice didn't sound as sweet as Gemma’s, but it was still feminine and pleasant. Certainly, it sounded more natural than the mage’s.

“Go away, quickly, before it’s too late,” she repeated, but I didn’t listen to her words. Something else had caught my attention. My eyes shifted to the wall next to her, where I thought I saw something move. Was that… a tail? It flicked again, and this time I was certain—it was indeed a tail.

The woman in front of me had a tail, and that was all the confirmation I needed—I really was in another world. If magic was real here, then why wouldn’t magical creatures be real too?

I glanced down at my body. Just this morning, I’d still had a small layer of fat on my stomach, a result of stopping my training to spend more time at work.

Now, my torso was lean and defined, with a visible six-pack and a sculpted chest. My arms were thicker, and I looked better than ever in my entire life. Thankfully, I didn’t look like a steroid-pumped bodybuilder; instead, I had the sleek, balanced build of an athlete—like a professional footballer, with well-developed muscles and minimal body fat.

My gaze dropped to my cock. Something was definitely different, though it was still flaccid. Curious, I grabbed it for a closer inspection and quickly realized it was both longer and thicker than before. I knew my own tool well—too well, thanks to how rarely I’d had sex with my wife. Did Gemma add something from herself? Or was this part of my Sex Mage class?

“No! Stop!” the girl screamed and took a step to the side, moving away from me. I let go of my cock, realizing that wasn’t the smartest move.

“What are you?” I asked, looking again at her tail.

“That’s not important. Go away! Please! Before it’s too late.”

“Too late for what?” I asked, taking a step closer to her. Curiosity drove me forward, compelling me to get a better look at her. It was a risk—she could attack me—but Gemma had left me in this cave for a reason. Besides, there was something about this girl that drew me in, an almost magnetic pull urging me closer.

She gasped softly as I took another step. Her tail swayed quickly behind her, curling slightly at the tip, and her breath grew shallow and uneven. Her gaze remained locked on my cock. She bit her lower lip, showing me her sharp fangs. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and a faint flush spread across her cheeks. Did my powers work on her? She didn’t seem so scared anymore—more aroused and curious. Perhaps the effect wasn’t instant, but it was certainly working.

I took another step. Her gorgeous, cute face, lean, sexy body, and her growing interest in my cock affected me, making my shaft start to harden.

She closed her eyes, tilting her head to the side, exposing her long neck. Even that was enticing, and I felt an overwhelming urge to press my lips against it.

“Please, you need to leave. That’s dangerous,” she whispered.

I took two more steps toward her.

“It’s not that dangerous. I’ve got it under control, I promise,” I blurted out without thinking, immediately cringing at how lame it sounded.

The creature in front of me shook her head. “You don't understand. Not for me, for you.”

I took one final step and stood inches from her. When she felt how close I was, her head turned back toward me. I had to look slightly down to meet her eyes. She blushed, her soft lips slightly parted, and I could smell the scent of her arousal in the air.

A low groan escaped me when I felt how vivid and intensely erotic it was. It was undeniable—she wanted me. For whatever reason, she was resisting, but her body betrayed her. She was aroused, unable to hide her need. She couldn't resist me.

“You can’t, it will—”

I silenced whatever she was about to say by pressing my lips to hers. She groaned in surprise, but it was muffled by my mouth. I grabbed her chin, angling her head as I kissed her more deeply. I pressed my tongue on her closed lips, and as I felt them open, I leaned back, wanting to ask her if she still wanted me to leave, but she followed after, slipping her tongue into my mouth.

I closed my lips around it and sucked as I pushed my naked body against her, pressing her against the wall. Her breasts squished against my chest, the hard points of her nipples pressing into my skin, even through her chest band.

She moaned into my mouth and firmly pushed her tongue deeper. Her body pressing against me, her tits flattened further on my chest, their warm flesh spilling out of her skimpy clothes. I shifted my hand and entwined my fingers in her light gray hair.

Suddenly, she pushed hard from the wall, successfully knocking me back toward the middle of the cave. She jumped up, and I felt her legs wrap around my hips as her crotch pressed into my stomach. Her hands landed on the back of my head, grabbing my hair and pulling me firmly into our kiss.

My hands immediately moved to hold her, landing on her ass. My fingers sank slightly into her warm flesh, her skirt too short to act as any kind of barrier. She didn't have anything underneath. I squeezed her naked ass cheeks hard, and both of us moaned into the kiss. She had a really firm ass that fit perfectly in the palms of my hands. Perhaps it could have been a little fuller, but as I held her body, I couldn’t help but notice how incredibly light she felt.

Our lips parted briefly, giving us a moment to catch our breath and meet each other’s gaze. I noticed her eyes had changed color. Previously pink, her irises were now a vivid red, contrasting against the white of her sclera like blood on snow. It emphasized even more that she wasn’t human, and surprisingly, it made me even more excited.

I couldn't stop myself from connecting our lips again. She returned the kiss with equal passion, rubbing her whole body against me. Her hard nipples scraped over my pecs even through the material of her cloth. Her thighs squeezed my hips as her ass flexed in my hands. I knew that she wanted more, but she was too high to rub her pussy against my cock.

Leaning back, she tore the band from her body. Her modest tits sprang free, just big enough to bounce slightly. They were larger than I expected—smaller than my ex-wife’s, but this gorgeous creature was certainly not flat. Her erect, pink nipples practically begged for attention.

Before I had a chance to act, the girl in my arms tore her skirt from herself, ripping the material. I glanced down but couldn’t see anything as she immediately smashed her chest back against mine. Her tits deformed as her rock-hard nipples stabbed into my muscles. Clinging to me, I could only savor the sensation of her hot pussy rubbing against me. Her hips dragged up and down, pressing her sopping, wet folds against my stomach.

I felt her juices trailing down my abs—she was soaked, far wetter than my ex-wife had ever been for me.

Her thighs flexed, and her heels pressed into my ass as she moaned in frustration when she couldn't find proper stimulation. That didn’t stop her kiss or her **** grinding against me. For someone who had demanded I leave earlier, she had quickly become quite the horny little demon.

Could she actually be a demon? She had a tail, but no horns. However, that detail didn’t matter right now.

I squeezed her ass tightly, feeling the softness yield under my grip, drawing a needy whimper from her lips. Her breasts pressed firmly against my chest, flattening and rising with her **** attempts to grind her pussy against me. Each movement sent shivers through my body, her warmth and eagerness igniting something primal in me, while soft, pleading mews escaped her throat, adding to the intoxicating sensation of her writhing body.

My cock throbbed, **** to be inside her.

Grabbing her hips, I pulled her away, breaking the kiss. She looked at me and seemed to understand immediately. Relaxing her hold on my hips, she grabbed my shoulders for stability and began to lower herself.

I flinched slightly when something touched my cock but quickly realized it was her tail. It wrapped around my shaft, its soft, warm touch sending shivers of pleasure through me. I groaned as it squeezed my entire length. Her smile widened as she saw my reaction.

I savored the moment briefly, but my hunger for more quickly took over. Lifting her slightly, she let out a soft whine, her rock-hard nipples grazed against my chest, sending a shiver through both of us. Slowly, I lowered her as her tail gave my cock one last teasing stroke, guiding it perfectly. We both groaned as the tip of my shaft slipped between her wet folds.

I wanted to enjoy the moment as I slowly stretched the insides of her pussy. However, the demon girl hanging on me didn't want to wait. With a grunt, she flexed her thighs and pushed her hips down. My shaft **** her folds apart as she impaled herself on my cock with one swift motion.

Her ass smacked against my thighs as I was finally engulfed by her insides. The sudden motion and overwhelming pleasure almost made me lose balance. She screamed loudly in a mix of pain and pleasure.

The demon girl clung to me tightly, her arms and legs wrapped around me. Her breasts pressed firmly against my chest as her body froze, impaled on my cock. Her pussy clenched and massaged my length, sending waves of pleasure through me. I guessed she needed a moment to adjust to the overwhelming sensation.

Her pussy was scorching, unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It gripped my shaft with rippling waves of tight pleasure that traveled up and down my length. Her juices flowed steadily, slicking my thighs as her folds clung stubbornly to my cock, refusing to let go.

She squeezed me so tightly that I was amazed she had managed to take me in all at once. If she were any tighter, my cock might have begged for mercy. Instead, it pulsed with pure pleasure, buried within her impossibly snug, heavenly sheath. My ex-wife had never felt this good—not even our first time together when she’d lost her virginity to me.

Fiona was the only comparison I had—she was the only woman I’d sex with in my entire life. I met her when I was seventeen, and lost my virginity with her. I stayed faithful to her throughout our entire marriage. Then, when the opportunity arose, she tossed me aside like trash and ran into the arms of another man.

As amazing as it felt to finally have my shaft buried inside this stunning sex demon, I wanted more. She had impaled herself on me but was now clinging to my body, breathing hard and shivering, apparently still trying to adjust.

Unfortunately for her and her tight pussy, she was out of time. I had waited too long already, and I wasn’t waiting a second more.

I sank my fingers into her cheeks to improve my grip on her ass and lifted her up. Her mouth opened as she moaned breathlessly, her pussy desperately sucking on my dick to keep it inside as I forcefully pulled out. When over half of my cock was outside, I immediately reversed, thrusting up with my hips while pulling hers down. We met in the middle, her ass smacking into my thighs as I impaled her on my dick.

I savored the feeling of her pussy hugging my cock as I **** her up and down my rock-hard erection. She moaned, eyes closed, muscles tense, her inner walls fighting against the movement of my shaft both in and out. It felt incredible, repeatedly bottoming out inside her.

As I pulled her hips up, I felt her starting to move with me this time, her thighs tightening as she lifted herself before sinking back down onto my cock. She matched my rhythm, her movements adding to the intensity. I pushed her pussy down and up my cock harder and faster than before, using her body for my pleasure. She responded enthusiastically, her little gasps turning into soft cries each time I bottomed out inside her, her nails digging into my shoulders as she clung to me.

The tension coiled tightly in my balls and cock, each thrust bringing me closer to the edge. My dick twitched while buried deep inside her, drawing simultaneous gasps from both of us. Her pussy clenched around me, heightening the sensation. I quickened my pace, driving my hips upward to meet hers each time I pulled her down, the rhythm growing frantic as we chased release together.

The girl in my hands gasped and shivered, completely lost in the pleasure. I felt her tail wrapping around my stomach, and then her head fell forward, resting on my shoulder. Her lips were close to my ear as she moaned lewdly straight into it every time I filled her.

That was all I needed. The pleasure of her pussy swallowing and massaging my entire length spread throughout my body. I knew that my orgasm was coming.

The girl screamed suddenly, her nails digging into the skin of my back. Her whole body tensed, her pussy clamping so tightly I couldn’t move at all, blocking me from pulling out of her when I was fully engulfed.

And then I felt her teeth on my arm. She bit me. Really hard. The pain shot through my shoulder while I still couldn't use her body to stimulate my cock. Then her whole body began to shake as her pussy spasmed around my dick, her tail tightening around me.

“Bitch!” I screamed, the pain and lack of stimulation dragging me away from the edge of orgasm when I was so close. I yanked her head off my arm, trying to shove her away from me, but she was still impaled on my cock and had her legs and tail wrapped around me. I saw blood on her lips. Her eyes were completely unfocused, and she panted deeply, mouth wide open.

She stopped shaking, and I felt her grip on my cock loosen. I still didn’t know what she was. Maybe a vampire who had drunk my blood—but I felt fine. No, more than fine—I felt incredible. Yet anger and frustration burned inside me, igniting a fierce flame of lust inside me. I dropped to my knees, ignoring the sharp pain as they hit the hard ground. Then, I shoved her down onto the ground. Hard.

When her back hit the ground, she whimpered softly, still looking dazed and lost in the aftermath of her orgasm. I didn’t really care—my shoulder ached sharply, and my cock throbbed with an almost unbearable intensity.

Grabbing her hips firmly, I pulled, finally managing to move my cock inside her again. I withdrew almost completely before slamming back into her as hard as I could. The **** drove me deep, my balls slapping against her ass as I buried myself fully inside her. A moan escaped her lips, her eyes snapping into focus and widening in shock. But I didn’t hesitate. I gripped her tightly and began pounding her pussy with relentless, quick, and deep thrusts, giving her no time to recover.

The pressure in my cock built rapidly. I lifted her hips slightly, angling her perfectly so I could thrust into her even faster. I pounded into her pussy without restraint, something my ex-wife would have never tolerated. But this creature, whatever she was, responded only with lewd, wanton moans.

Her thighs wrapped tightly around me, her ankles crossing over my back, locking me against her. Despite her earlier orgasm, her slick pussy continued to squeeze and massage my shaft, driving me closer to the edge with every thrust.

Rapidly reaching my limit, I thrust into her tight, grasping pussy a few more times. The explosion of pleasure surged through me, leaving me frozen in place with my cock buried completely inside her.

Holding her hips tightly, I erupted inside her, my cum flooding her pussy. The little demon screamed, her voice echoing in the air as her muscles spasmed so fiercely around my shaft that pulling out wasn’t even an option.

Her hands shot up, clutching my shoulders and yanking me down onto her with surprising strength. Caught off guard, I collapsed onto her mid-orgasm, our bodies trembling together as the intensity consumed us both.

Her pussy clenched around me again and again, massaging me as she reached her second orgasm. The tightness was beyond anything I thought possible, her body demanding every drop of my seed. My cock eagerly complied, unloading into her, filling her with load after load. I pressed into her, grinding against her clit, trying to bury myself even deeper.

A sharp pain cut through the haze of pleasure as her teeth sank into my other shoulder, but it was quickly overshadowed by the ecstasy of her still-spasming pussy gripping me like a vice.

When the last of my cum had emptied into her hot, tight depths, I finally allowed myself to relax, a wave of pleasant shivers coursing through me. I collapsed onto her, closing my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. My cock remained buried inside her, filling every inch of her quivering pussy, letting me feel every shudder and lingering aftershock of her orgasm.

She pulled her teeth out of my shoulder and licked my wounds. She’d bitten me hard enough to draw blood. Twice. I had no idea what she was, but for some reason I felt like she was not a danger to me. However, I decided to chastise her for biting me. As soon as I regained the ability to speak.

After some time, when both of our breathing had calmed, I realized that the girl under me had stopped moving. Still, I doubted she could have fallen asleep, squeezed between my body and the hard ground.

I lifted myself off her. When our faces were inches apart, I noticed her eyes were pink again. She blinked a few times and focused her gaze on me. Then her eyes widened.

“Oh no! Fuck!” she exclaimed, her face a mix of panic and fear. She squirmed beneath me, trying to move away. I shifted to my knees to give her space, my cock slipping out of her pussy as she retreated. A glistening trail of our combined juices marked her path as she backed away.

Did the powers Gemma gave me only work until I slept with these women? Fucking lawyer-wizard. She kept her promise—women couldn’t resist me—but I’d never thought to specify that they should be happy about it afterward. I sighed loudly with frustration.

The girl that I just had sex with curled up under the wall, she put her head between her knees and wrapped herself with her tail, like she was trying to hug herself. Her quiet sobs echoed softly in the cave, and my chest tightened at the sound.

“Fuck…” I sighed deeply.

I glanced to the envelope that still lay where I had left it. I could grab it and leave the cave, walking away from this whole situation, abandoning her without a second thought.

She had wanted this—there was no doubt about that. Her desire had been clear in every look, touch, and moan. I hadn’t **** her into anything, but seeing her like this now, curled up and crying, I couldn’t shake the guilt creeping into my chest.

I looked at her again. Naked, skinny, and dirty, she was hunched over with her arms wrapped around herself, her quiet sobs echoing faintly. She looked utterly miserable. I couldn’t leave her like that. No matter what, I couldn’t walk away from a girl I had just fucked, leaving her in such a broken state.

I shifted on my knees, stopping close to her.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” I said softly.

She lifted her head, looking at me. Her pink irises were surrounded by reddened sclera. She stared at me without moving. Her eyes widened, and I could see shock on her face.

“You… you’re alive,” she mumbled.