Frey is calling.

About three hours into the night, I could feel myself growing tired, which was odd. And when something odd happens, I usually have someone specific to blame it on.

On one of the beds, I was on my knees with Grace and Alice to my left and right respectively, both of them hugging me close as we shared a playful and tasty three-way kiss. Alice reached down and grabbed the very base of my cock, gently pulling me out of Mila and guiding me into Fern, not resisting the urge to playfully rub the head of my cock against the Brazilian girl’s labia before letting me push inside.

“You stole his cock from me,” Mila said, grinning down at Fern and gently caressing her cheek with the back of her fingers.

“It wasn’t me. Blame Alice…” Fern answered with a smirk of her own, glancing up and the Russian girl on top of her.

Mila giggled, and while I could feel a desire from her to lean down and start kissing Fern’s neck up and down, she held herself back. That she had agreed to this position, with Mila on top while I freely switched from one pussy to the other, was already a lot and she didn’t want to push it further.

As for me, I thrust my hips while focusing on the girls in my arms. Grace and Alice had opted to avoid penetrative sex due to their periods, so as we made out, I greedily groped their butts and squeezed their boobs, trying to send as much pleasure their way as I could.

Like my mentor in all things lewd is fond of saying, sex is not just penis in vagina, and these two girls are very capable of climaxing without any vaginal stimulation.

I took one of Grace’s tits on my mouth and sucked hard on it, even nibbling her nipple while only teasing her butthole with a finger. No pushing, just rubbing the entrance.

Grace came, shaking from head to toes, and it was like the energy of her orgasm flowed from her to me. I pulled out of Fern and shoved my cock inside Mila, who, if I was keeping count, had gotten fewer loads than anyone tonight, so it was only fair. I came inside her, filling her pussy and making her rise to her own orgasm. Mila couldn’t hold herself and hugged Fern tightly, shaking on top of her. Fern held her in her arms, gently rubbing her back, giggling in excitement.

When I pulled out of Mila, Alice leaned down and almost literally swallowed my cock, slurping down and taking it all the way to the base. She bobbed her head back and forth, letting my thick shaft rub her throat until she came, letting go of me with a pop and a big gasp.

“I… I need a moment…” Grace said, chuckling weakly and laying back on the bed next to Mila and Fern. “Coming without my pussy being touched… It takes longer, but the buildup is so fucking good…!”

“You won’t mind if I also take a little nap, right, love?” Alice said, eyes slowly closing. She yawned. “Wake me up in 30 minutes. I’m serious. 30 minutes.”

Sarah, Noelle and Diana were already asleep on another bed, and when I glanced at Mila and Fern, the two had also fallen asleep in each other’s arms. Or more like passed out.

From prior experiences, they would more than likely wake up in an hour or so and be ready for another round, but they’re not monsters like I am. The powerful orgasms drain a lot out of them. Their bodies quite literally can’t keep up without these little naps.

…

But then again, I was also getting sleepy. I woke up early, but I can function for a whole day with only 2 hours of sleep. So long as I had a healthy recharge, of course. This could only mean one thing.

Frey wanted to talk, which is good because I also had some questions.

I went over to one of the empty beds, not wanting to disturb the sleep of the others. Also, there was little to no space left for me. These were just double beds, not alaskan-size like the one in my bedroom.

The room didn’t feel cold, but I was a bit sweaty and my body would cool down soon, so I got under the covers. Knowing Frey, she’d wake me up soon, so I didn’t bother putting an alarm or anything.

It wasn’t instantaneous, but I did feel myself quickly drifting off to sleep. It was a very comfortable feeling, like sensing the weight of my body and the world around me slowly disappear.

And then I had a ghost of black fog in front of me, this time not in the bedroom of my childhood home, but in the sex room I’d just fallen asleep in, only empty except for the two of us.

“Come drink with me, Oliver,” Frey said, sitting on the couch with a drink sort of floating in her foggy hands. There was a drink on the table ready for me. I sat down next to Frey and took the drink to my lips.

It tasted like water.

“You need to rehydrate,” Frey told me. “This is my way of reminding you.”

“You’re not as funny as you think you are,” I told her, grumbling.

Frey looked into her glass, swirled it in her hand and then said something I didn’t expect.

“If I had found Fernanda before you, I probably would’ve possessed her instead.”

It caught me off guard, but it only left me slightly confused. “Why?”

“Well, I was desperate to find anyone, really. You were the first to meet all conditions, so I picked you. Fernanda… also did, for a while. Very high libido, repressed fantasies, weak enough mind to influence and possess… And she’s naturally a bombshell, so I wouldn’t have had to use most of my remaining energy reshaping her.”

I nodded. Since Frey let me remember the things we talked about in the dreams, I’d been aware that our meeting was one of one-sided convenience. She needed someone, anyone, and I was the first she found. Our bond was formed after, so it’s not like I felt jealous or inadequate about what she was saying.

“Why didn’t another spirit take her, then?” I asked. Remembering Julian made me dread the idea.

“I’ve told you that magic is more common than you think, just very well hidden. Well, spirits like me aren’t common in the slightest. I’m probably one of the weakest in my category, but I’m still a Higher Spirit, a being that is so in tune with their nature that they can turn indulgence into power. Lust in my case, of course. I’m shocked we’ve met two others at all. If I had to, I’d guess that there can’t be more than 15 in the entire world. The chances of one finding Fernanda would’ve been ridiculously low. Higher for me since I was searching this city already, but still.”

I nodded. “But… she’s not a candidate anymore?”

“Yeah,” Frey said. “Her mental state is… stronger now. Thanks to you, mostly, but the others’ acceptance also played an important part. Still, I’m surprised at her libido. The girl is horny and has stamina, and I love her for it. Treat her well, Oliver.”

“That’s the plan.” I nodded. “But hey… about what happened at the pool…”

“Yes, I needed to talk to you about that, too.” Frey took a deep breath, and with those highlights in her shadowy figure that resembled facial expressions, she smirked at me. “Oliver… We’re strong.”

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