26. Camazotz

26

Camazotz

H aving the witch in my head was invasive, disorienting, borderline painful. The revelation of the truth was one I couldn't chew. In a single moment, she had brought down every fallacy Elio and I had created for ourselves, uncovering the reality of our origin, of our past.

Of our realm.

Where I had no memories, he had vague concepts he had categorized as prophecies told to him by who he thought was our father.

Without her, we would have never understood.

She lay beneath me, the smell of the rich, wet soil invading my senses yet still unable to overpower the intoxicating scent of her magic, of her arousal. She was oozing vivid purple energy, so bright, so intense, it compelled me to her.

Fate be damned.

I didn't care who she belonged to, didn't care if he was here next to us. He could watch for all I cared.

I would have Florencia Morales.

Her eyes shifted to Elio for a brief moment, a sultry smile painting her face before she returned her gaze to me. There was no permission asked for or granted, no words spoken.

There was no need.

If I was him and he was me, then she would be both of ours.

I ripped my clothes off in an instant, shreds of fabric and the metal from my armor crashing behind me as I stood above her, bare, in her forest.

Both my cocks were hard, the top one twitching in anticipation as I stepped closer to her. The fearful little witch was gone now, the Haxia now born. She would claim her kings now, the same way she would claim her realm.

She pulled me down by the neck. "I want to feel both your cocks. Everywhere," she whispered into my ear, the smile on her face a dangerous promise I had no intention of breaking.

Where she gripped the ground, moss began to form, the slow growth moving across the forest floor, springing life wherever it touched.

"This is your power," I spoke, well aware there was nothing left for her to understand.

She knew it all.

I lined the head of my top cock up with her cunt, the dripping mess collecting on the fresh ground below us, small purple petals appearing from the soil beneath. I shook my head in amusement; even her cum could create life here.

"Zotz," she whined, grinding against me, as if she could somehow get me to move faster.

"I want to savor this, Haxia. I've been dreaming about this moment since I first saw your face." I reached down to caress her face, using the tip of my cock to rub circles on her clit.

She gasped, her mouth falling open as she bucked her hips against me. "Please, Zotz."

Her need only made me harder, only made me want to hear her desperation even more.

"Beg a little sweeter, Dreamer." I let the corner of my lip curl upwards.

Her eyes widened, a mixture of fury, arousal, and dominance that she wore so well. She had changed so much since she arrived, but she was still herself. Florencia was more herself now than ever before. She sunk her nails into my chest, overpowering me and pushing me to the ground until she straddled me.

My brother chuckled from nearby, drawing my attention just enough to see him stroking his cock at the sight of our show. "Our queen likes to ride."

I lifted an eyebrow, bringing my arms behind my head to watch, waiting for her to make the next move.

"Then ride me, my queen." I stole the nickname from him, acknowledging that she would rule over both of us somehow.

My brother and I both knew it.

It was unspoken.

She slid down onto my cock so slowly, I could have come just from the feeling of her bottoming out. The way her flesh met mine, the way my second cock rested at the crevice of her ass, begging to be suffocated… She was molten hot lava, swallowing up my cock in her flame.

Our eyes met, and unpassable time lingered as we stared into each other's soul, a confirmation of a nod from her that said a million things. It forgave me for sending her away, for not knowing. It asked for another chance, to love me and for me to love her.

And I would.

She closed her eyes when I returned my nod, as if savoring this moment before she moved her hips upward. I hissed, my fangs no longer larger than my other teeth and somewhat duller than before.

My hunger was gone.

I only craved her now.

Her satisfaction, her pleasure, her screams, her peace.

I would give it all to her.

Gripping her hips and taking some control, I began to pick up the pace, bouncing her on my cock and forcing those delightful little squeals from her lips each time I went deeper.

She squeezed tighter, her own movements becoming lazier and letting me know she was already close to her first climax. Lifting her off me fully, Florencia whined in protest at the feel of being emptied, but it was short-lived, my tail coming up from behind and plugging her tight little cunt.

She sucked in a breath, her eyes widening as I moved back and forth, coating it in her slick arousal before pulling free.

I sat her on my cock once more, this time pulling her down to my chest and exposing her ass to my brother. Nothing felt as good as Florencia, but the satisfaction of him watching me take her was a close second.

"Touch yourself," I commanded, her arm moving between us as she worked her fingers to her clit.

Her little pants of pleasure grew with each stroke of my cock, but it was only when she was so close, squeezing me with all her might and holding on to a tidal wave of an orgasm, that I pushed my tail into her ass, slowly, deliberately moving with each pulse of her release so it only enhanced her bliss. I came with her, my release coating her insides, my dick remaining hard even as I finished.

Florencia's noises rang out through the forest, her body shaking over mine until she collapsed. With a chuckle, I lifted her face to mine, devouring her in a kiss I could feel in every inch of my body. I was done holding out. Now, I would consume her entirely.

I pulled my tail out slowly, her moans carnal, animalistic, her cunt grinding against me and begging for more. "We haven't even started yet," I assured her, a devilish grin gracing her face.