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THE CURVY DELIVERYWOMAN STEPPED FORWARD wringing her fingers. The blue detection light in the elevator box pulsed behind her. Detecting no one, the mana-operated contraption closed up its silver doors.
It wasn't until the last century, in the reign of the last Van Imperia King, Giselle's father, that a group of studious [Pegasus Arc] graduants had come up with the artifice called 'the elevators'. Rumors had been it was inspired from the more trendy ones down in the Atlantean colonies, with their grove of gemstones, cyberpunk underwater homes, and futuristic machines.
But the water queen, Yemaya didn't just let any one into her realm.
Everyone knew this.
But rumor or not, the creators of the [elevator] pushed for the then King to keep the totem mark of water magic, a blue seahorse on its top, in dedication to Arc that had invented it. Soon enough, all bastions and palatines in the realm with over three floors added the inbuilt machines to their blueprints and building. The olden stone steps were kept of course, but no one used them.
Only in the castle did men still ascend the palatial wings by steps. The Dowager, Lady Lilith loved originality first before science.
Even though the 'elevators' operated on the mystic core present in said edifice, Lilith would not hear of it. As the pioneer of all things magical and mortal, the [C. A. W] was one of the first to open her gates to the rising machines. Dr. Nicara Shetty believed the future was both magic and science.
In the present, Nicara offered her hand out to the hesitant courier.
"Come on. You can't go back now—the elevators only respond to my mana print. I have locked it. You will be here, with us."
"I-I apologize for the interruption, Doctor Shetty, but can't I just go? I have a boyfriend!"
Nicara smiled cutely at the delivery girl's face. She had only just now noticed the freckles. "Aww! That's wonderful. A little man to work those curves. But I didn't say anything about your boyfriend.
If you are already thinking it...well, it means, you do know what is gonna happen." Nicara sniffed softly at the air. "Oh, and you're in heat."
The deliverywoman blushed to the tip of her ears.
"Dr. Shetty, I—" she started.
"Hush!" Nicara cut her out. "Take my hand."
In the almond depths of Nicara's wild shifter eyes, her outstretched hand with the fine maroon claws, her fangs tipping forward every slow second, her puckered red lips, her tight office skirt already halfway up her cream thighs, that gorgeous red hair of hers spilling down in a dark wild, wild wave to brush her waist; the deliverywoman couldn't bring herself to look away.
Her fingers softly entered Nicara's.
"Good," said the female werecat.
Nicara led the shy courier back to the sofa at the right area of the room. Rafel lounged on it. He'd been watching the whole time.
"Kneel!" Nicara instructed.
"D-Doctor—"
"Trust me, your BOYFRIEND will thank us for this!"
"He will?" The courier softly dropped to her knees before Rafel.
"Oh yeah, baby. We are about to knight you in the realm of pleasures," Nicara promptly replied.
On her knees, with her delicate hands clasped in her lap, Rafel studied the girl. Behind, some feet away beside the shut elevator doors was her delivery. Lady Fyre's painting. The key to unlocking the mystery of Corazón death, her possible resurrection, and certain memory wipe. 'I suppose the least of I could do is make this a trip she'll never forget—as she has done for me.'
"What's your name?" Rafel's intense gaze swamped her; a pool of drowning gold.
She placed a palm behind, between Heidi's legs, rubbing her pussy and sending her squirting scattering all over their bodies. Heidi jerked and pawed the sofa. The posh office floors gleamed below.
Rafel was clutching to his cock, trying to stave off his desire to pump Heidi's womb full. He didn't trust himself again into the deliverywoman's pussy. So, turning to the redhaired Doctor, Rafel pushed her forward to bend over the sofa. Nicara writhed, yearning for his filling length. Her hands started reaching back to touch him. Rafel slapped them away.
"Hold her still." He ordered Heidi.
The girl obeyed and gripped Nicara's hands, looking into her sandy-brown eyes.
Rafel pumped in once and Nicara claimed him like a popsicle in a teen girl's mouth.
"Holy hell, woman!" He spanked her wide hips. "Don't be naughty."
His lean, lupine body moved very tantalizingly behind Nicara. Heidi watched in wonder. The man was divine. So young, and so full of vigor. A hard, sprung male! He pounded Nicara's insides, slamming in a fevered frenzy.
The slapping of his groin against her ass filled the office. "Put your finger in my ass," Nicara whispered breathing to Heidi, "put it in please."
The courier girl ran her palm down Nicara's soft body. Above Rafel's callused palms grasping her breasts, Heidi pushed one long finger inside her hole. The bitch was hot.
"Ohhhh fuuuuuuccckk!" Nicara screamed.
Rafel let go too with her. He went firing like a bullet inside her, shooting gallons of his essence in her womb. Nicara felt every pulse and jerk of his cock.
They drew out their sin, slamming desperately to give and empty all they could.
Rafel's pulled out. His dick was so big he was shocked for a moment. The swollen tip bulged in whitish semen, leaking in Nicara's juicies too. Heidi went on the ground before him and swallowed his pipe into her mouth. She sucked him slow, aware of his sensitivity. Rafel kept Nicara down before him on the sofa; she put her head back to look at him watch his seed leaking out of her pussy.
A most delightful creampie.
Rafel fell to the sofa, drained and sweaty, his abs like fucking bricks. Heidi and Nicara gathered to him, both on each side. Nicara wantonly touched her hand down to her sex to taste his cum.
Rafel looked from the gleaming floors of her glass office, their disarray of clothes, to the abstract [Lady Fyre painting]. He could almost see the vivid, untamed colors staring back at him under the veil covering it.
He wondered what Cora would see in it.
'Her lost memories, I hope,' he thought.
Heidi stood and began dressing. It took some wiggling to get her pants up her curvaceous body. She met the two hot pairs of eyes studying her. Nicara had not moved an inch from Rafel's Adamic body. Heidi said, "I have to go, but uh. .
.thank you, I guess."
Nicara and Rafel shared wicked grins.
Nicara smiled more. "Fuck your boyfriend when you get home, will you?"
Heidi flushed, squinting. "You both are very, very bad." She picked up the forgotten ink feather and scroll. "You have to sign this."
Nicara did, all the while smiling at the girl who refused to meet her eyes. "So how's your libido now, satisfied?"
"Oh goodness, Doctor!" Heidi put her hand to her face in obvious guilt, hurrying to the elevators. She slammed the button.
"There's love in sharing, Heidi!" Nicara yelled in giggles to the closing doors. "—remember that."
Rafel knew the deliverywoman was probably thinking, 'I'll never come here again.'
But Rafel knew she would. Her body was just as Lady Fyre's painting; a splendid mix of puzzling emotions in color-bright abstract.