For a moment the pain throbbing in his head clouded his vision. Until Camila cupped his jaw with her hand and held him affectionately. The pain was everywhere but where she touched him. Then the warmth that radiated from her hand started to spread throughout him.
As the pain lessoned, Aaralon remembered what had happened but he still could not recall what it was that he had called forth. To get to where Aaralon was in the college, you had to know a great deal about magic. He knew where it came from but what he touched seemed alien and yet familiar to him at the same time. It was something new and he felt that same energy flowing through him now from Camila's hand. For a moment, his paranoia kicked in and he was about to scramble away from her and erect some feeble defense. He quickly realised though that if she wished him harm; he would not have woken up. He had no idea how long he was knocked out, but it was clearly long enough for Camila to do whatever she wished with him. Of course, he might find it hard to detect some change within himself, but if there was, the spell was not overly obvious and so it obviously didn't alter his mind beyond anything he would not have already wanted. So he sighed and leaned back into Camila's lap and looked up at her angelic face.
"What was that?" Aaralon asked with still a little fear in his voice. He may found a reason to trust Camila, but fear of the unknown was instinctual. It is what keeps us alive most of the time.
Camila looked curiously at him in confusion for a moment, but a smiled spread across her face as she realized something. "I did nothing, but my goddess obviously has taken a liking to you as well."
There was a short pause as Camila looked somewhere for a moment, but it was as if she was listening to something somewhere else. It was not long though and soon enough Camila was gently stroking his hair as he looked at her. "Niaomi is my Goddess and as you know she is the God of Magic. I suspect she helped you some with whatever it was that you did. She said to be careful when returning to the Tower. Something about your past will be catching up with you... a past that was your birthright..." Camila paused for a moment and smiled mischievously. "She also said I needed to help you but I don't expect that to be too much of a trouble."
Aaralon blushed slightly as he realized that Camila was referring to him starring at her breasts. They were absolutely beautiful though. He wouldn't mind having Camila in the most primal way for the rest of his life. Yet that was something he had thought of before so he knew it wasn't from some love spell. Yet something in him told him to trust her and he never trusted anyone. Trust got you killed; especially with a mistress of illusions. Yet as his mind warred with itself-
"Oh, my. You are in a state, aren't you?" It was now night time and there was only a hastily prepared tent and camp fire for shelter. Aarlon had not noticed it before but he could feel his body shaking. Thinking back to his childhood, he remembered one of the girls from his village who had gotten lost in the winter. When she was found, she was shaking uncontrollably. The wise woman of the village had instructed two of those who found her to strip naked and lie on either side of her under a blanket. The heat from their bodies saved the girl, who was now married and pregnant.
The warmth came back as Camila crawled into the bedroll with him and pulled another blanket over them. Her hands felt good as they caressed his skin and a chill ran down his spin as she nuzzled into his neck. "I want to reward you for saving my life." She then grasped his cock loosely in her hand and stroked it up and down. Aaralon was amazed; here he was, a student, with one of the college's loveliest teachers, naked with him and stroking his cock. He simply luxuriated in the pleasant touch of her fingers. Camila propped herself up and leaned down to lick his nipple. A spark of electricity shot down to his groin, increasing his excitement; he moaned his pleasure.
Camila shifted her body lower and licked the tip of his penis. Then she sucked the head into her mouth. He was overwhelmed with the sensations her talented mouth was producing on his organ. She lowered her head and swallowed more of his stiff member. Her hand tweaked his nipple, which was hard and tingling. She bobbed up and down, twirling her tongue on the underside of his cock. Her expert technique soon had Aaralon's balls ready to unload their sticky payload.
"Ecod, I'm going to come!" he exclaimed.
Camila crammed it down her throat like a woman possessed and let her throat massage Aaralon's cock; as she swallowed. The sensation was unbelievable; his his bucked, forcing his cock in farther but she never gagged or choked and kept swallowing his seed as his balls kept pumping more down her throat.
Aaralon could have swore he saw a star burst; though he realized that his eyes were shut. He called out, "Camila! Unh! Fuck! Aaaah!"
The last drops to spurted out between them as Camila had pulled off and was massaging his manhood with her hands. She then clean it off with her mouth, with obvious enjoyment; with one last blast into her mouth he spasmed again. She shifted her head and body up his body and as their lips meet her tongue piercing his lips and playing with his tongue; and he could taste his brackish cum.
"Mmm, that was good. You needed to do that badly. If I wasn't so sore from those vines violating me, I'd fuck you right now. But I'm going to need to finish my reward later, when I've recovered a bit. I hope you liked my present," she said, lust heavy in her voice. It was then that he realized she truly did love him almost. He had no idea why she did, but he saw the cuts from the vines all over her shoulders and could feel them over the rest of her body. She obviously had been as badly messed up as he was and her body needed his warmth just as much as she needed his.
"Oh, that was wonderful. Thank you. I'm sorry you are so raw. I can't wait for the rest of my reward," he replied with genuine affection and concern. He stroked her hair, as she laid her head on his chest and stoked his arms and body. They cuddled for awhile and then fell back to sleep. |