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  Chaotic Renewal: The Adept: Book One, p.21

Chaotic Renewal: The Adept: Book One
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  “I wanted you to have time to decide, to think it through without me around as a tempting distraction. I left for you, because I believed you needed that space and distance to truly come to terms with everything this will mean, and to decide if you do want me and all the complications that would entail. It was too fast for you, Jon. I’d only just told you about it, said I could be yours in weeks or even days, and then went ahead and fell hard just hours later.

  “I wanted you to have that time. Time for the false affection from the rush of great sex and release to fade, and for reality to sink in. What it means, how much I’ll be depending on you, and how much I’ll be clingy as much as giving you every little thing you desire and ask for of me. It’s… huge, and I couldn’t ask that much of you, not all in one night. Not when you just found out, and suddenly I’d be moving in? Too fast, and too much. Am I wrong?”

  “No, and yes.”

  She raised an eyebrow, “You’ll have to explain that, and thank you by the way. All you had to do was ask me, and I’d have come to you, breathlessly. That you didn’t pressure me at all the last week just further proved to me that you’re the one for me. If we can go the distance, you’re the man that can look out for me, and both manage and enjoy my quirks, in bed and out.”

  She looked more than a little breathless in that moment, her heart and a potently warm and vivacious devotion in her eyes as she sat in my lap and caressed my body as I caressed hers. I couldn’t help but steel another kiss from those sweet and soft lips.

  “No, because I had a lot of time the last week to think it through. It’s both a wonderful thing and a stern responsibility, caring for you and spoiling you even as you spoil the hell out of me. It did help me and give me the time to come to terms with it.

  “Yes, because I missed you.”

  She giggled, “Noted. What about you, Thea. Do you want to be my mistress, as he is master for both of us?”

  Thea smiled, “I’m an A.I. Faith, our minds work a whole lot faster than humans. I was sure of you after the first five minutes, on our first date. You are amazing, and you’re going to enhance our lives so much, and we’ll try to do the same for you.”

  My sweet naughty Thea was obviously in sweet mode, and it made Faith blush and smile widely.

  I said softly as I caressed her silken soft cheek, “So, you should know that I care about you deeply, and in your absence I’ve grown to care about you even more than I did while showering you with affection and aftercare that night.”

  She blushed, “You’re sure?”

  “Never been surer. I’ll take care of you, always, and I know you will me. Speaking of which,” I picked her up and carried her upstairs and toward the master bedroom.

  When she realized where we were going, she started to kiss on my neck and nibble on my earlobe breathily. I didn’t know if she was more excited by the way I was holding her, accepting her, and going to love her body like she so obviously wanted since we’d appeared in her living room, or if it was the fact that I was taking the liberty to take her to bed without even asking.

  Probably a bit of both, she was wantonly warm, and now her devotion was mine.

  “You are so beautiful, Faith. Your warmth makes your outer beauty really shine.”

  She bit her lip and looked up at me like the sun shone from my ass.

  I won’t lie. It was a heady thing, but one I was sure I could enjoy, even feed her need to be submissive and what I needed, all while I spoiled her right the hell back. It was who I was, I was incapable of taking advantage of such a sweet and giving woman, no matter the circumstances of that personality it was who she was, and she reveled in it.

  I’d always be able to see if it was grudging sweet devotion, even if she couldn’t consciously show it or even feel it all that deeply, so I’d be able to back off in those circumstances. I really was perfect for her, and she was obviously perfect for me.

  In that moment, there was no layer or part of her that wasn’t thrilled with me taking her to bed, and in me claiming her as mine for the last time. If we turned out to be not compatible, I could always break up with her, but it was apparent to me we were both all in from that moment on. Despite the fact I didn’t love her yet, I respected her, admired her, and cared about her deeply in affection.

  My sweet Thea was a mind reader, because she’d stayed downstairs, but I was sure she’d be joining us when the moment was right. For the moment, I had her to myself as I set her down and teased her pouty bottom lip and kissed her breathlessly, but with a heartfelt soft passion.

  Her sweet wanton moans of need into my mouth were driving me crazy.

  She raised her arms as I stripped off that tank top, then pulled her against me for another kiss as I unsnapped her bra. Her hands were quite busy as well, as she opened my pants up and then her own. We separated for a brief moment both breathing hard and so wound up I thought I might explode, so I could strip my shirt and kick off my shorts and boxers, while she dropped her bra and pushed down her shorts and panties.

  “So beautiful,” I said admiringly, as I looked her over with my fat cock standing at attention.

  She smiled, “You’re not so bad yourself, hot really.”

  I moved into her and claimed her sweet lips, and she let out gasp as I squeezed her ass cheeks hard as I lifted her up. Her sex was soaked and like a furnace against mine as she ground along it leaving a dirty trail of liquid arousal behind. I moved over to the bed and held her close with one hand, while continuing to kiss her.

  Her arms and legs were tight around me, as I crawled into the center of her king-sized bed and crawled with one hand and both knees. She looked up at me needily and spread her legs wide, almost in a split, as she ran her hands over my chest.

  “I’m yours, whenever you need me, whenever you need stress relief, or to slake your lust, or to love on me. Always, and all parts of my body.”

  Fuck, she was going to kill me. I had plans to ream her ass and fuck those tits, and soon, to claim the rest of her. But that’s not what I needed or wanted in that moment, I felt protective, possessive, and cherishing of my Faith. So beautiful, so warmly vivacious, endlessly sweet and giving, and fuck if I didn’t want to spoil her and show her how amazing she was. Tell her how much I cared about her, with my body.

  So I did, as I lined myself up and pushed into her paradise. She was beyond soaked and ready for me, and we both let out a hiss of pleasure as my fat cock stretched out her snugly hot and wet paradise. She felt like liquid heat and satin around me, so soft and so much pleasure, being back in her body’s embrace.

  “You are so tight, my wanton angel.”

  She blushed.

  “That pet name okay? I’ve thought about a lot this last week, including that. You’re an angel, my lovely Faith, so sexy, so beautiful, and so wild and wonderful for me.”

  She bit her lip, and then said, “I really do like it. I get called angel all the time, because of being the Seraphim Sorceress, from assholes that try to pick me up. But… when you say it, it just makes me feel warm and possessed inside, and so very safe in your arms.”

  I started to rock my body slightly to bury myself a little bit at a time, gathering more liquid anticipation with every stroke, and she rocked her body in a perfect gentle counterpoint, a look of awed devotion on her face. Not just at how good my cock stretching her out made her feel, but also at the awe and pleasure on my face, no doubt.

  She was precious, looking at her like an object and something to be owned was unthinkable to me, even as it was obviously continually surprising to her that I didn’t. Not even in passing, she awed me.

  “So good,” I whispered, as our bodies fully joined, and I was more than a little lost in those adoring and pleasure stirred warm ocean blue orbs. They were so expressive. No, more than that, they were completely open, she showed me everything she felt, both pleasure and emotion, without filter, hesitation, or doubt. I was completely mesmerized by her.

  Maybe it was just one more positive aspect of my social dissonance and seeing it all as a mad scientist. Not only could I see the deep negatives to address it, as I’d thought many times before, but I could also see the deep positives below the surface. It occurred to me in that moment, when she was amazed by how I was looking at her, that most men would see her like that.

  Because to them she’d look like a two-dimensional Stepford wife, obedient and empty headed, and desperate to please. She was that on the outside, a bright never ending willing warmth, but I saw more. I saw all of her beneath that shell, which gave her that true and extremely complicated multidimensional aura of an amazing woman that I was about to love and adore with my body, and maybe even worship a bit.

  She squeezed with her super floor muscles and rolled her hips to grind me hard, milking my sensitive skin and rubbing against my sensitive cock. Her satiny flesh and heat felt like paradise around me.

  The signal she was ready to be ravished, and I saw the warmth in her eyes from simply giving her the time to adjust. Like that was special or something?

  I saw surprise once more in her eyes, as I started to rock my body slowly, softly, all while looking back at her with a returning adoration and deep wonder in my eyes, as I made love to my Faith the first time. The moment she realized I wasn’t going to pound her silly and claim her wildly, her eyes widened with shocked pleasure and a surrender so total it was humbling.

  Of course, we would be doing that later, and loving every minute of it, but this first time claiming her as mine as she gave me all of herself to protect and cherish. Well, it just seemed right, she deserved to be adored and worshipped with my body for this first time with her under my spell so speak.

  It was powerful, and so intimate I thought my chest would explode with the powerfully awed and fiercely possessive protectiveness I felt. She was enthralling, and her body yielded so much pleasure to me, as I worked to bring her to her own height.

  She worked me hard, tight squeezes, wickedly fantastic grinds, and rolling hips to meet my thrusts, but it was all lovingly done in slow motion. At the loving pace I’d set, and I couldn’t look away from her eyes as she threw herself into it and the pleasure skyrocketed in her eyes as she rushed for paradise.

  There were tears of shocked pleasure and surprise, at whatever she saw in my eyes, as well as the loving pace of my strokes. The potent sensations of euphoria and the powerful sparks of pleasure along my nerve endings exploding into my body from my center were unreal. Each slow and soft moment was an eternity of pleasure on its own, as I made love to my wanton angel for the first time.

  I felt as naked before her as she was before me, and beyond enthralled with her beauty, the pleasure on her face, the warm devotion in her eyes and in her every loving and giving movement. It was a moment of transcendence and deep vulnerability for both of us, and I never wanted it to end.

  “Jon, oh my goddess, what are you doing… what are you doing to me, Jon. Jon!”

  She broke apart into pieces under me, as the storm of pleasure shattered her, and I continued to stroke into her lovingly awed by the potent addled pleasure in her eyes as she came so powerfully for me. Came undone wildly around me with cries of ecstasy escaping her sweet lips, and wild panting gasps of pleasure. If we weren’t going so slow, there’s no way I’d have lasted through her powerful convulsions and the way she so beautifully trembled beneath my lovingly sensual assault.

  I just kept going, in awe of the way she came for me so easily and often after that first time. I loved her for another half an hour, and she had close to fifteen orgasms each one more powerful than the last, before she continued to tremble even after the orgasm had passed.

  I started to pick up the speed and strength of my long strokes. Not much, I’d been riding the edge of ecstasy for over fifteen minutes by then, so I didn’t need all that much more stimulation to kick me the rest of the way over.

  “I’ll always cherish you and keep you safe. You are my wanton angel, and you belong to me.”

  My adoringly possessive statement and claim launched her into another potent orgasm out of the blue, which totally ripped away the last shred of my control, and I felt my legs go numb as my cock surged and expanded while my balls tightened. In a way, that moment was the apex of our consummation, and our budding love. Crazy, and too soon, but given Faith’s nature it also felt right. I would treasure and keep her, until she didn’t want me to, anymore.

  I honestly couldn’t imagine it not working from my side of the equation. The meta-energy and her subconscious desires had made her the perfect mate for any man, and my social dissonance and ability to read what was inside her would ensure I’d never abuse it.

  Point being, in that moment looking deeply into her eyes as I hovered on the edge of rapturous bliss, I couldn’t imagine another day without her in it. Not after the last week of not having her at all.

  “My angel,” I grunted deeply, then gasped, “Faith!” as I started to pulse inside her trembling body, her sex milking me with powerful convulsions.

  She even managed to rock her body slightly with each pulse, milking me with devotion even amidst being lost in her own orgasmic heights, just to make it better for me as she looked up at me with deep vulnerable ecstasy of her own. The wave of pleasure roared through my body, and it electrified my mind.

  The ecstasy went on and on, and I thought it would last forever, but then I fell to Earth.

  I kissed her softly yielding lips lovingly, and then pulled out and rolled off, only to pull her tightly against my side and caress her hair and lower back. Even as she sighed in contentment, kissed my chest and then started to caress it.

  She said softly, “Every time that I think you’re perfect, too perfect, you just get better. I’ve never felt anything like that before, so naked and vulnerable, and so safe and invincible, all at the same time. So much pleasure. I love you, Jonathan. I won’t say it again, until you can say it back, but I wanted you to know.”

  “It seemed like the thing to do, because of the way I was feeling. It just felt right, that our first time with you being mine should be special. You are a miracle, Faith.”

  She sniffled, “That’s you, but I’ll agree to disagree. That’s how it should be, and how it was in my childish dreams, each of us feeling better off than the other in our relationship. I can’t believe I have it. You are my miracle, and my joy, Jonathan.”

  I held her close, and just snuggled and loved on her for a bit more. The potent intimacy between us wouldn’t settle for anything less and I didn’t imagine it would take me long to love her.

  Soon enough I’d call Thea up here, and order Faith to clean up my dirty cock and get it hard for Thea, while I ordered Thea to lick out and clean my sperm from Faith and get her off. After that, who knows, there was a long wild night ahead of us. And I knew faith would be thrilled, turned on, and out of her mind with lust in those orders and happy to spoil me, even as we’d make sure she got all the pleasure she could handle.

  It was my new crazy life, and just the beginning.

  But for the moment, I just wanted to hold her close a little longer, tease her body with soft touches, and make her moan sweetly for me with giving and lingering kisses. The hot and crazy sex could wait, just a little bit longer.

  I wasn’t sure what was next on Earth and with the governments, or how exactly everything was going to shake out, but I’d made my choices and now I’d have to deal with them. The renewal of Earth was started, and the potential of humanity almost assured with the risks lowered so significantly, but it was still going to be a bumpy and chaotic ride.

  Who knows, with my Mars project starting up in just fifty days, we could see humanity on two planets within a year I expect, even if the first colony has to use domes and masks when outside them.

  That was my next major project, and I had those other two in the pipeline, not to mention tons more to learn from this universe.

  Last but certainly not least, was spoiling the fucking hell out of both of my submissive ladies. With my main project almost complete, or at least needing no further all-day research and constant experiments, I could slow way down. Just take it as it came, for lesser priorities and threats.

  I’d still have plenty of time for work though, Faith had her own volunteer work and she’d continue to keep Ottawa safe from supervillains. My sweet naughty Thea had her own projects as well, though she would be with me all the time in her body, except rare occasions and one on one time with Faith.

  It was… humbling, and I was thankful.

  It was a hell of a good start.

  Afterword:

  I hope you enjoyed the story. This was the first book of a trilogy. I’d said I didn’t have any more plans for books in this universe after the Mythic trilogy. But I left them in a bad spot, and inspiration finally hit on how I could fix, or at least lessen that imminent doom, with a titan mad scientist to fix the problems and likely create new ones... And of course, with his sexy A.I.s assistance.

  If you can, please take the time to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Reviews are the lifeblood of independent authors, and they have a bigger impact than you’d believe.

  About the Author: If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at magicwrtr@gmail.com. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.

  Other erotic fantasies by D. R. Rosier:

  Cirenthian Chronicles – Book one is Out of Darkness.

  Marcus, an ancient vampire, finds himself moved to another world where suddenly he is alive again, and magic is a known and powerful danger. No longer a vampire and dealing with emotions he hasn’t felt in over a millennium, will he be able to start a new life? This series is now complete.

 
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