Rule 13 - Tanis

NEVER GIVE UP ON THE ENDING YOU DESERVE.

I t hurt. My pussy screamed from the sudden invasion of Damon's hard cock. I'd been wet and delirious with excitement, but not for Damon. He was dead. Pushing my pain aside, I moved my hips like I'd seen other women do while I repeated the incantation needed to make the ritual work. I slit Damon's skin into a Y shape, peeled it back, took all the blood and other herbs and rubbed them in, along with stuffing things inside, and then I began to sew him up. Thankfully, everything I needed had been placed close by.

But as I finished the incantations, I altered the phrasing. I didn't call for Damon's soul; I pleaded for Craven's soul to find this vessel and return to it. I closed my eyes and rotated my hips, grinding Damon's rock-hard cock into my pussy, begging for him to suddenly start moving, and the eyes be Craven's when they opened again.

I sobbed as Damon's body chilled, and still, I continued moving my body. The cock pressed against something deep inside me and I needed it to push harder. I gasped and called for Craven, over and over and over until suddenly Damon's body let out a large gasp and bolted up.

"Tanis?"

Relief rushed over me as it was Craven's voice that came from the body.

"Oh my god," I gasped and hugged him. "Craven, you're back."

He licked his lips and laughed. "Yeah, I am." With one swift movement, he rolled me over and thrust into me. I threw my head back and gasped. I'd been working him all wrong. This didn't hurt. This felt... amazing.

"That's right, let me make you come. You take this cock so good, baby. Was it worth the wait?"

"So worth it," I gasped, clawing at his back. He laughed and crushed his lips on mine. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, and I swirled mine around his. It was intense. Everything about him technically was Damon, but his movements, the intensity, the feelings and emotions I was feeling, all of it was Craven.

He was back.

My body exploded and shattered into a million bits. I grew dizzy as this orgasm rocked me like no other orgasm had rocked me before. Craven slowed down, letting me take in all the pleasure before taking my limp body and lifting me onto his lap, where we kept fucking.

I didn't want to stop. I wanted to stay connected to him forever if I could. We needed to make up for all the time we lost looking for the perfect fit. And Damon really was. He looked so much like Craven had, we could forget what happened and move on. Finally.

Craven, excited to have all his senses back, roamed his hands and tongue all over my body. He took one nipple between his teeth and the other he pinched and rolled between his fingers, coaxing a second orgasm from me.

Finally, he roared as his own finish happened, and when we both came down, we rested our foreheads together.

"You did it, baby. You really did it," he muttered before kissing me again. "Now, let's do it again."

"Let's never stop." I smiled.

"Fine by me."

The End