She nodded, “Maybe, my goddess has love covered, they may send Thalia to gift us with laughter, or one of the others. I doubt we could guess, and we probably shouldn’t assume anything of the gods.”

  I caressed her sides, and then teased the top of her ass, her eyes grew with heat at my more provocative strokes, she was absolutely breathtaking.

  She said softly, “You know this will never end, this need we have for each other.”

  I tilted my head, “What do you mean?”

  She blushed, “I should’ve told you sooner, especially after Bonnie showed up as a champion of Aphrodite. I know you think this honeymoon phase will settle, just some things you’ve said, and your idea to take us out every Saturday to keep the romance strong, which we should still do. But champions of Aphrodite are usually given blessings of love, pleasure, and fertility at their mating. Once you mate her as well, our chemistry will never fade, and we’ll likely be able to feel each other’s needs in love. It’s not a guarantee, and I can’t speak for her, but it’s extremely likely.”

  “Oh, so I’ll be dying of a heart attack somewhere over two hundred then?”

  She giggled, “Yes, absolutely.”

  “Feel each other?”

  She nodded, “Similar to how Bonnie can read the compatibility of anyone, and what they need, but only between us. Of course, I can’t guarantee any of it, nor would I dare too, but it’s fairly common knowledge and gift, and I thought you should know.”

  I would have to review a lot of my assumptions. I figured our love life would cool, if only to once a day with all of them to keep us sated. Still, it wasn’t exactly unwelcome news, awesome kind of came to mind actually. I could very much accept the idea of being lost in my mates for the rest of my life.

  I teased a little over, tracing the crack of her ass with a brushing fingertip, and she let out a sweet moan, as her own hand wandered south and softly and gently took me in hand. Her eyes burned with the deep desire to pleasure me, to bring me all the pleasures she could provide, as my heart desired the reverse.

  There was very little sexier in this life, than watching my Maggie lost in the throes of ecstasy, especially when I was the cause of it.

  She whispered, “You’re driving me crazy, sir.”

  I smiled, “I’m wallowing in you, my love. I adore you so much I can’t comprehend it.”

  Her eyes melted, and she let out a breathy moan as I teased her puckered hole and squeezed her ass cheek with my thumb, palm, and other fingers. Her breath grew shallower, and her mouth slightly parted in sensual enjoyment of my touch, and it stayed parted after she moistened her lips with her sweet pink tongue.

  She opened her mouth with a begging look in her eyes, and I expected something nasty to come out, about using her like a cum dump, or about how slutty her pussy felt in that moment, and that she needed a hard pounding. But she said something else, and that something made my heart pound like a drum and ensnared me potently.

  “Jack,” she said sweetly, with yearning love in her voice, “Make love to me, please.”

  The surge of emotions at those sweetly warm loving words from her usually nasty and naughty mouth overwhelmed me. I slid her body up mine gently cradling her ass cheek while my other hand reached across to caress her cheek and guide her with a fingertip’s touch into a soft, languid, and passionately loving kiss. I felt like my heart would explode, the way she melted against me and let out a loving needy sigh as she surrendered completely to my lead and control.

  I was in awe of my warm Maggie, and our tongues played in a soft and slow rhythm that matched the deep loving kiss. I pulled her on top of me the rest of the way, and she let out a sweet gasp as she slid her sex slowly along the sensitive underside of my shaft, which sent wild sparks of pleasure through my body.

  Her hands caressed my chest and shoulders, as I reached down and pointed my cock mostly up, and my loving light brown haired beauty did the rest. Her sex was a furnace of moist heat against my sensitive tip as she rubbed the length of her silken folds along my cock tip twice, then twisted her hips and slowly sunk down onto it.

  The pleasure of her tight sex reluctantly opening for me with the aid of her gratuitous liquid arousal easing the way was overwhelming. Her sex was impossibly snug as it stretched out for me and wrapped so tautly around my sensitive head, sending sensations of blissful euphoria through my body. Her wide and vulnerable eyes made me feel so loved as the rapturous pleasure overawed me.

  She bounced in slow motion, and I met her downward drive with a gentle but insistent push upward, which slowly buried all eight inches into my warm lover. She smiled then, and then started to work me with slow loving sensual movements of her hips that mesmerized me. The warmth and silken softness of her paradise sliding and grinding so snugly over my cock was extremely intense, and it added to the emotional high of love and awe we felt for each other. Each tiny movement felt like an eternity of pleasure of its own. She looked as lost as I was in the love and the shared pleasure of our bodies moving so slowly and sensually as one.

  “So very beautiful, so snug, you overwhelm me with love, Mags.”

  She smiled warmly and let out a contented sigh that was somehow also filled with deep longing desire, “I’m just getting started, sir.”

  I smiled back.

  Her eyes fluttered in pleasure and she let out a breathy moan of pleasure as I started to tease the sides and bottoms of her breasts. She looked like an angel riding me, so loving, so sensuous, and I was completely lost in the sensations of her snug paradise. When she came for me the first time in a trembling shudder and gasp of ecstasy, I gripped her hips to steady her and continued my own body’s rocking to work her through it, while I looked up in awe at the lovingly transcendent blissful rapture on her face.

  “I might have to start calling you my naughty angel instead.”

  She giggled and gasped in a breath as she came down, which made her heated passage ripple delightfully along my cock. She started to move her body again, in a perfectly loving and sensuous counterpoint to my grinding and sliding from below. Her eyes looked even more lost in me than before, with the glaze of blissful euphoria still in her eyes.

  “You can call me anything, love. Mm, you feel so good in me, filling me, loving me. I’ll be your naughty angel, but I’ll always be your good girl and saucy nymph too.”

  I said a little breathily myself, “Everyday it seems like it’d be impossible to love you more, for my heart to feel fuller, yet every day I’m more under your spell, my warm and loving Mags. You awe me, love.”

  Her eyes widened. She trembled above me a little harder than last time, and a soft squeeze of her breasts and slightly firmer grind from below kicked her over into ecstasy. Her exquisitely beautiful and innocent face was in a study of transcendent pleasure as she cried out my name and came undone around me again, just a little harder than last time.

  There were tears of loving joy in her eyes, as she came back down from heaven.

  Our lovemaking was a timeless thing, and while I enjoyed watching her body slowly and sensually move above me, her lovely hips and the gentle sway of her large generous breasts, I never once looked away from those eyes that looked as loving and lost in me as I was in her. Each time she came undone around my cock it lasted a little longer, looked more intense, and her breathy gasps grew louder in volume and her eyes wider and glassier with euphoria.

  Each time, her sex milked me harder as I worked her through it, in a rhythmic tightening and loosening that pulsed around and along my cock. We shared sweet nothings and soft loving words of devotion, and my heart and body were hers, as surely as hers was mine. The final time she looked close to overstimulation, her pussy still quivering, and her body still trembling, between her final two orgasms.

  As the next swept her away I released my own will and let the pleasure overwhelm me, our eyes wide and intimate, and so very vulnerable as we rode the crest of that loving rush of euphoric bliss. The pleasure of it was staggering, as I pumped my seed up into her body.

  I pulled her down to me into a kiss, and then she stuck her head in my neck as her whole body twitched violently in an aftershock of pleasure. I just caressed her body through it, as she let out sweet gasps. When it passed, I pulled her off and snugly against my side.

  “Goddess, it’s never been like that before.”

  I smiled, “I love you.”

  “Love you too, sir.”

  I said, “I do have a question, but didn’t want to ruin the loving mood of making love.”

  “Anything, Jack.”

  I grinned, “Well, you seemed… really tight today. I mean, you’ve always been perfectly snug, but today you were almost too tight, a lot tighter than this morning. I mean, if we hadn’t been making love I’d have cum prematurely tight.”

  She giggled, “Right, that could be a problem the next couple of days as our bodies get used to your exceptionally fat and long cock again. After you left the shower this morning, right before we made love in fact. You know you usually leave us alone to let us steal a moment together without you at the end?”

  I nodded curiously, and kissed her hair, “Go on, angel.”

  She giggled, “I like that almost as much as good girl, I’ll be your sweet naughty angel. So, anyway, once a month I cast my beauty upkeep spells, I’m very good with body magic. To keep my body supple and looking young for as long as possible. I’m just nineteen, but it seemed like a good idea to start my once-a-month regimen, I’m always changing it too and making improvements. Anyway, part of that is the suppleness of my sex, and my body will get perfectly snug for you again in two days, until then feel free to fill me with as much premature cum as you want,” she ended in a giggle.

  Right, and I’d only been with her for twenty days, so that morning was the first… pussy reset? A little crude perhaps, but accurate. Plus a whole bunch of other stuff, I’d imagine, since I’d met her.

  “Alright, I can survive that, you mentioned all three of you?”

  Bonnie had already been almost too tight, and I’d been looking forward to her being perfectly snug as her body got used to me. Still, the idea of breaking in their pussies every month wasn’t exactly an unattractive one.

  She said, “Well you know Bonnie. She was curious and picked up my spells, so it became a teaching moment. She cast it on herself too, not just our sexes, all our skin, complexion, hair to prevent split ends, and other stuff. Then we both did Elena for her. It’ll take her longer to learn it. So… it’s a thing.”

  “What does it do exactly?”

  She replied, “It won’t make us live longer, that’s beyond the power of witchcraft. We’ll just age in appearance slower and retain our youthful looks and beauty for much longer. When a witch reaches a hundred, they often look to be right around sixty, I’ll look closer to forty-five, and only in my late fifties when I’m a doddering old lady of a hundred and fifty. Of course, Elena and Bonnie will still look in their late twenties, bitches.”

  I chuckled, there’d been absolutely no venom in her accusation, and she continued.

  “They’ll also keep us more limber for longer. Suppleness, flexibility, that’s all connected. Plus, the sex is better for us too, you know, keeping ourselves in top form like that. It’s partially for myself, for you too, and of course my goddess is also the goddess of beauty. It has value.”

  “I’m not going to argue the value of beauty, not as a champion of the muses.”

  She giggled against my neck, and then kissed it softly.

  “That was amazing, but your saucy nymph could use a good pounding, sir. I am forever your loving angel, but I’m also your nasty cum-dump, your dirty and willing slut, and I need to be used. I want… I need to see the glint of possessiveness in your eyes, as you take what’s yours and fill my slutty pussy with your claim. I love you, but I’ll always be your fuck toy and cum dumpster too.”

  I moaned deeply, as the whole time she’d gone through that nasty monologue in warm sultry tones, she’d also been slowly stroking my cock back to full harness.

  She whispered in a warm pleading slutty voice, “Please? I need to be ravished, taken by the man I love, and fucked insensible as…” she broke off into happy giggles and gasps of delight as I pushed her onto her back, took my place between her legs, and drove home with a single powerful thrust that buried all eight inches in her silken hot paradise.

  She really was tight, and I let out a deep moan as she contracted around me even further with her floor muscles, and she ground up against me eagerly. Her eyes still had love in them, but also a nasty and dirty need to be fucked, taken, and used like a slut. I could even feel that need with the blessing, it was a passion within her. She loved to make love, more than she’d ever believed she might with me, but she also needed harsher treatment and to feel owned.

  As I’d indicated earlier, I’d come to accept that viscerally, and it was time to feed that need of hers.

  I used one hand to hold myself up while I pinched and rolled one of her nipples hard, then started to slam into her with straight hardcore fucking. Her face was almost transcendent, and I wasn’t faking the look of possessiveness in my eyes. She was my dirty slut in that moment. I’d finally accepted the fact she really needed that, and I would always give all my mates what they needed. It was also a turn on, I’d have to admit, treating her like a fuck hole, but only because she needed it and that fed my need to pleasure my mates and give them what they needed.

  I claimed her as mine with hard thrusts that widened her eyes, and I had her panting in no time. When she came for me, I stroked her through it a little slowly as I lifted her legs and bent her in half, pinning her as I continued to stroke into her as hard and fast as I could. The look in my eyes made hers go wide with dirty pleasure and naughty joy, and when she started to come down, I spanked her as hard as I could rolling her into a second orgasm. Courtesy of the fact bending her in half like that had lifted her ass off the mattress.

  She was multi-orgasmic, and she always came easily and often for me after the first time, but the glint of ownership in my eyes and my even rougher than usual treatment exasperated that. The silken pleasure and the sounds of slapping flesh, the way I twisted her nipples a little too hard, but only enough to send delicious pain that transformed to explosive pleasure as it hit her sex. All of that made her roll into her third orgasm potently.

  She looked totally blissed out. Her cries of ecstasy and soft keens of bliss as she looked up into my eyes in joyful and submissive surrender. I could only imagine she saw a man possessed, and the glint of ownership she wanted to see as I used her, yet there was still love and cherishment in my eyes, it could be no other way, and I could only give her both.

  My Maggie awed me.

  Her body was pure pleasure on my sensitive plundering cock, as I worked her hard. When my muscles started to strain, and my breath was getting ragged, the next time she came I pulled out, flipped her over violently, and pulled her up to her hands and knees and drove home once again. The new position gave me a second wind.

  I growled, “Mine,” as I started to stroke in and out of her with my mercilessly impaling cock.

  She started to buck wildly back into me, trying to meet my every stroke even amidst her powerful orgasms, even as I gave her a hell of a spanking on both ass cheeks. She cried out in sweet pain and moan sultrily in dirty pleasure, and totally lost herself in it.

  “Yours, always yours. Your soft slut, your willing pleasure toy, your cock’s plaything, your needy cum guzzler and cock-whore. My body is nothing but three pleasuring hot holes for your beautiful cock,” she said over and over breathily, adding slight changes to her monologue but always the same saucy nymph message as she panted the words.

  Her constantly convulsing and incredibly soft and tautly heated and stretched pussy took its toll on me though. Not to even mention the sweet wild sounds of her pleasure and enjoyment at being ravished so harshly. Point being, I was rushing for the edge fast in our intensely wild and violent coupling, and I could tell it was going to be a big one. I already felt a bit dizzy with the pleasure, as my balls started to boil, and my legs started to numb.

  I said as firmly as possible, because I was breathy as hell, “Mine!” and then roared, “Mags!” as the explosion of gratification sent a shock wave of pure bliss rocking through my body which splintered my mind with ecstasy.

  When I came down, I found myself softly caressing her red ass cheeks with my fingertips. I don’t remember starting that, but as the dizziness and potent pleasure waned, I took in a shuddering and gasping breath.

  She sighed dreamily underneath me at those soft loving caresses on her hot and reddened ass cheeks.

  She moaned softly in contentment and twisted her body and craned her neck, as I bent down over her without pulling out, and twisted her head by the hair to claim a hot as hell sensual kiss. She let out a soft sigh of loss as I did pull out, but she snuggled in eagerly with a sigh of decadent contentment as I pulled her against me.

  She said, “That was new. And I love this part, I feel so safe, so used and complete, so cherished right now. I love you, Jack.”

  I caressed her back and cradled her against me.

  “I love you too. I’ll still never say the words, but I get it now, viscerally, in a way I didn’t before. The blessing helped with that. I think. You need my sweet love, but you also need to be claimed and used too. In the beginning, I just figured you were being seductive, that you were feeding a shallow need and instinct in men with your nasty talk, but over the last few weeks I’ve come to realize it might be that but it’s also much more. That you really do need to be used for pleasure.”

  She kissed my shoulder, “So you’ve accepted I’m your naughty and willing cum-dump for life?”

  I laughed, “You could say that, love.”

  She giggled, “I really needed that. You’ve claimed me before, but damn that was good. The look on your face and in your eyes was delicious. You’re loving touch after… almost made me weep in joy.”

  I caressed her softly, “You’re mine, and we’ll be swearing it soon.”