When the Succubus pulled back from the kiss, she stared at her sister across Henry’s chest. Something passed between them as the second one quickly leaned over to kiss Henry too. She was a little more forceful than her sister, but Henry was immediately caught up in her passion and moaned into the kiss. She made mewing noises as her sister had. She tugged on his arm to slide his hand under her body.
Henry jolted when he felt the hot, slick softness of her wet pussy pressing against his fingers. When his other hand was pressed up against the wet opening of the other Succubus, Mab lifted his cock to position it for entry. It was suddenly too much, and the pheromone glands tingled fiercely, and his heat exploded out along his limbs.
The twins cried out as Henry slid a thick finger into each of them as they inhaled his pheromones. Their heat burst forth as well as they clung feverishly to his arms.
Under the triple onslaught of their scents, Mab lost strength in her legs and dropped onto Henry’s pelvis, driving his cock deep into her body. She soundlessly screamed as the sensation of being filled beyond capacity overwhelmed her. Mab held very still, but she could still feel Henry’s powerful heartbeat deep within herself. Even that felt like too much, so she willed herself to remain calm and more importantly, not to move.
Henry’s mind was threatening to leave his body. The two Succubi were alternating between kissing him and teasing his nipples. He wasn’t so much into the nipple play, but they were so incredibly excited there wasn’t much he could do to stop them. He was pumping two fingers into each of them now, and from the sweet noises they made, as they struggled to kiss him, he knew they loved his attentions. He smiled at one when she pulled back from his lips, and she paused before giving him a sweet, shy smile. Then he lost view of her as her sister claimed his mouth with hers.
When Mab began to move, he moaned, and his hips began to lift. It felt too good. He caught her eye between kisses and saw a deep satisfaction in them. When the bed started to move, he thought he might be hallucinating, but he saw Mab leaning slightly to compensate for the turning of the bed. Then he saw the whole bed was lowering towards the floor and realized they were descending into the fourth floor. That’s all he had time to observe as Mab began to rise and fall on his cock with vigor. Soon, her pale skin was gleaming with her sweat.
The twins resumed their kissing, and he felt their inner walls pulsing and squeezing his fingers as they came explosively. The one not sucking on his tongue began nibbling at his ear, and his mind soared away.
The heat continued to pour from his body, and the Succubi contributed to that as well.
He was in heaven but descending into…. what?
-=-
Roy was the first one to detect the flood. Lifting his sensitive nose, he took a careful sniff and reeled back. He looked to Sigrid and Camila. “Pheromones! Powerful ones, coming from above.”
Sigrid took the scent as well and locked eyes with Roy. “It’s Henry… and something else.”
Camila noticed the guests closer to the center of the room were beginning to pull their clothes off and make their way to the closest circular sofa.
“I’m feeling very strange,” Meixiu moaned as her pale skin began to flush.
Sigrid’s brows came down as she realized Henry’s heat was getting stronger. She licked her lip as it was pushing her will harder than it had before.
“These effects are caused by Henry’s pheromones?” Mahati gasped as she unbuttoned the top few buttons on her blouse and struggled to keep herself from climbing onto the sofa pit.
“Shit! It’s all I can do to stay in disguise and not ravish someone!” Camila muttered, visibly trembling.
“It has to be Mab. She’s intensifying the pheromones somehow,” Roy said through clenched teeth.
By now the effects were being felt right to the edges of the large room. The servants were being pulled onto the sofa platforms to be ravished by, or to ravish the guests there. The Fae seemed to be equally affected.
While the Humans were particularly sensitive to the pheromones, Roy saw the Council members succumb to them one after another with Lise-Anne being the last to maintain her dignity before climbing onto one of the sofas to tumble around with the occupants found there. He looked to Sigrid, puzzled. “Why are we able to resist?”
“It has to be the Wild Magic. It’s stronger than the old magic. That might mean Mab is messing with Henry’s heat, maybe boosting it with her magic.”
Mahati looked distinctly embarrassed, uncomfortable, and desperate as she squirmed next to Roy.
“We’re rather conspicuous, being the only ones still on our feet,” Roy noted.
There was a sudden sound coming from above like delicate glass bells tinkling. Something in the center of the ceiling was descending.
Roy swept his arms out and gathered the women to his chest and pulled them to the shadows next to the side of one of the sofas. They were close enough to the center of the room to have a clear view of the circular platform slowly descending. It was spinning gently as it dropped, giving everyone a good show. The first thing they were able to see was a four-poster bed. Lit with invisible spotlights, this was another bit of magical trickery.
When Mab came into view, her flushed pale skin gleamed with sweat under the lights. She had her eyes closed tight as she energetically rode atop her currently hidden partner.
Camila pushed against Roy to give herself a little space. Her face reddened as she tingled where he’d pressed against her. She cast a look at Sigrid whose only sign of being affected was a slight beading of sweat on her forehead and upper lip. Mahati’s control was gone. Clinging to Roy, she was desperately grinding against him. He gave Camila a concerned glance, but there was nothing for it. They had no antidote for this.
Then she realized she couldn’t see Meixiu. Glancing over the back of the sofa, she saw the young vampire straddling actor Zack Effram and riding him hard. Camila looked incredulously at Sigrid, but she just rolled her eyes and shrugged.
Roy was keeping his eyes on the platform as wave after wave of pheromones spread out over the gathering. Moans and cries of ecstasy rose from every corner of the room. The intensity was increasing, and some of the calls sounded almost desperate. He held Mahati close and let her find her pleasure against the hard muscles of his leg.
The platform was now low enough to see Mab wasn’t the only one on the bed with Henry. Two red skinned Succubi were writhing on either side of Henry.
“NO!” Camila hissed in outrage. “Ferals?!?” Her eyes widened as she took in their distinct coloration. She immediately recognized them for what they were. She also now knew the source of the heightened pheromones. It was a blending of heat from the three of them.
Sigrid gave her friend a worried look.
Camila shook her head in embarrassment and tried to get control over her anger and her loose tongue as she looked away. Ferals weren’t something Succubi talked about, especially outside their race.
The fact that Mab had a set of twins and likely kept them as pets was beyond repugnant! It also broke the treaty the Queen had with the Succubi!
What was that crazy bitch up to?!?
-=-
The platform finally reached the dais in the center of the room where the DJ had been moments before. A subtle shield spell activated on the dais to keep visitors away. From the inside, the light outside the shield grew dimmer then the inner surface became a domed mirror giving an amplified and distorted view of the bed. When the lowering stopped, Mab realized she was reaching her limit. She looked down at Henry to see if he was close, but she couldn’t see him past her pets.
She snapped out a sound, and they should have leapt from the bed. Instead, they looked to her and bared their fangs as they clung to Henry’s arms! They’d bonded with him!
Trying to hide her rage from Henry she flicked her hands, and the two Succubi were flung from the bed in either direction to tumble off the platform. The energy field angrily snapped as they passed through it and, unconscious, they slid across the floor to crash up against the nearby sofas.
Henry blinked up at Mab, and she bit her lip in relief as she could see he was desperately close himself.
She prepared her master spell, the trigger on the tip of her tongue. Then she swooped down and kissed Henry deeply as she tugged on his arm to indicate he should be on top. Henry followed her wishes, and she grunted as the extra pressure pushed him even deeper inside. They both gasped as they ground together. His hips twitched then began to move on their own, long but fast strokes, pounding her against the mattress.
“YES! HENRY, YES!” she cried.
“I’m gonna cum! I need to pull out!”
“DON’T YOU DARE!” Mab roared as her rage slipped her control.
Henry rocked back and almost pulled free. “It’s… dangerous!” he mumbled, as he looked into her eyes.
She closed them and pulled at his hips to force him deep once more. Once she bottled up her emotions, she allowed herself to speak. “I- I told you. It’s safe. Fuck me… please.”
Still a little unsettled he began to thrust once more as she clung to him tightly.
Mab felt it approaching. She hadn’t felt this good in a very long time. “yessss… harder!”
Henry was right there, but he could tell Mab needed a little more so he grit his teeth and followed her instructions. Soon he was back to pounding her against the bed, and her smile was back.
“That’s it! I- fu- cum! Now!” Mab’s eyes flew open as she felt the pressure break and ecstasy exploded through her body.
Henry cried out as he felt her begin to tremble and he released his control. He erupted deep inside her, filling her with his hot cum in surge after surge. His heat finally broke, and Mab’s cries turned into gibberish sounds. He looked down at her in concern, worried the Wild Magic had affected her brain.
But she was looking up at him with glowing green eyes and the strange words were coming out of her mouth faster and faster, the pitch of her voice rising as well until it was just a high pitched whine. There was a massive flash of light, amplified by the mirrored dome surrounding them and a shockwave blew Henry up and backward. His outspread wrists struck something to become pinned as his ankles became tangled as well. When his head cleared, he found himself suspended between the two large posts at the foot of the bed, his arms and legs tightly bound by thick vines growing from the wooden pillars. Before him, Mab looked far more comfortable suspended in a hammock swing made of the same fibrous cables between the posts at the head of the bed. An aura of the green healing light surrounded her, and he could feel himself drawing it in rapidly for her. She faced him with her legs spread and raised slightly. She quickly twitched, and her expressions were flashing by on her face like she was moving in fast motion. He frowned as he didn’t understand what was going on. None of this had ever happened before, so it had to be something Mab was controlling, but what?
Then he glanced up and noticed the thin tendrils of silver light bleeding from his horns up to the mirrored surface of the dome. That surface had changed its shape to reflect some of that light through the green aura to touch the top of Mab’s head. He couldn’t tell where the rest of the light was going.
His eyes finally locked onto an unusual motion. It was Mab’s tummy. It was growing, and a sick horror filled him.
She was making a baby. And it was his.