New Update: Water Lily Chapter 34
Pairing: Kahlan/Cara
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker/Anita Blake Verse
Rating: NC-17/M
Summary: Zedd's Spell of The Undoing went awry, only instead morphing time and bending realities, it also bent an entirely new world - sending them to the future filled with Vampires, Weres, and Goddesses looking for a Champion.
*Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. Laurell K. Hamilton owns the Anitaverse and Legend of the Seeker belongs to Terry Goodkind and Disney.
*Once again I can't thank enough my fellow and most-awesome writers/beta readers: gypsydruid, bearblue1, and melanacious.
**Any and all mistakes are my own and as always 'holla' back and give a review -- my muse (and me) will thank you for it.
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READERS BEWARE: NAUGHTINESS AHEAD - I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND READING AT WORK!
What must have felt like hours later, but was only about twenty minutes later, Cara woke up with a sensual moaning-growl. The swelling-stuffed feeling coming from between her legs, along with a firm fingertip circling her clit had ultimately awakened her. Her upper-body was splayed face-down on the bed. her arms clenched around a pillow, but her knees were bent, pressed into the bed, while her bottom was raised in the air. Instead of feeling air or a blanket, crisp curls were pressed against her folds from behind, strong fingers with nails from one hand dug into her side, as strong thighs held open her own. All of this to allow her lover to fuck her with a blunt-ended, warm object that was plunging its way inside deep into her cunt, circling her walls, before almost pulling out only to repeat the entire sequence. All the while that finger continued to circle and occasionally squeeze her pulsating nub.
With a gasp, Cara lifted her head when that blunt object nudged against a spot inside her causing her toes to curl, and her stomach to tighten even further. Turning her head, she hissed in pleasure at the added erotic sight that Kahlan presented. Dark hair was strewn around her lithely-muscled shoulders. Her gleaming sapphire orbs had slitted to a darkened, almost violet color that were busy staring down at the member lodged deep inside Cara.
Underneath the comforting scent of her Mate, and the delicious scent of their earlier lusty coupling, was that hint of magic. Magic that had been used to transform Kahlan’s clitoris, elongating it, widening it until it resembled a quivering penis - 8 inches of it. When Cara began to move, Kahlan whacked her hand down on her Were’s bottom.
“Now, now, my turn. Do not move or I will pull out, and we’ll begin the rest of our day.” And with that she almost pulled all the way out before plunging it back in, causing Cara let out a deep moan. “That’s it. I can feel you everywhere. I can feel what you feel, the way your tight cunt wraps so sweetly around me. One would think you’ve never been fucked.”
When Kahlan thought about Cara’s Tribe, the beautiful women she suddenly became envious before growing unreasonably angry that they’d known her blonde Were intimately. Pulling out roughly and then thrusting in deeply, Kahlan moved her hand to dig her nails into Cara’s shoulder, giving her added leverage as she leaned down over her back. Her hips continued to roll and thrust deep, increasing speed, sensation. Whispering heatedly into Cara’s ear, Kahlan reasserted her dominance. “I do not care who’ve you’ve had before. This, you are mine; you belong to me from this day forward! Understand?!”
“Fuck! Yes! Know it--” Cara began keening as Kahlan started to pummel the rough patch of skin deep inside her.
For Kahlan it was almost too much for her too-sensitive flesh; still tender from their earlier activities, but the slight pain only seemed to add to the pleasure. When Cara’s honey walls began to squeeze down onto her flesh, she swore she saw spots dance before her glowing bluish-purple eyes, as her cunt began to compress blood and cum along her shaft. Snuggling her body even closer to Cara’s, Kahlan used her knees and thighs to give her the leverage to continue thrusting and circling her hips, her cock seemingly swelling even further as the orgasm rushed through her over-sensitive body.
“Kahlan!” Cara yelled out her name as her own orgasm exploded from her core, pouring out through her cunt, her clit being milked by Kahlan, setting off its own quakes. But it was her answering magic, magic that knew her dark-haired lover was her Mate, magic that was dominated and adjusted by Kahlan’s magic.
Finally, the decadent loop both women found themselves in settled, calming until Kahlan flopped over onto Cara’s back as the blonde shifted tiredly onto her stomach. “Bloody hell, if that’s what we have to look forward to, how are we ever going to get out of bed?!”
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker/Anita Blake Verse
Rating: NC-17/M
Summary: Zedd's Spell of The Undoing went awry, only instead morphing time and bending realities, it also bent an entirely new world - sending them to the future filled with Vampires, Weres, and Goddesses looking for a Champion.
*Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. Laurell K. Hamilton owns the Anitaverse and Legend of the Seeker belongs to Terry Goodkind and Disney.
*Once again I can't thank enough my fellow and most-awesome writers/beta readers: gypsydruid, bearblue1, and melanacious.
**Any and all mistakes are my own and as always 'holla' back and give a review -- my muse (and me) will thank you for it.
******
READERS BEWARE: NAUGHTINESS AHEAD - I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND READING AT WORK!
What must have felt like hours later, but was only about twenty minutes later, Cara woke up with a sensual moaning-growl. The swelling-stuffed feeling coming from between her legs, along with a firm fingertip circling her clit had ultimately awakened her. Her upper-body was splayed face-down on the bed. her arms clenched around a pillow, but her knees were bent, pressed into the bed, while her bottom was raised in the air. Instead of feeling air or a blanket, crisp curls were pressed against her folds from behind, strong fingers with nails from one hand dug into her side, as strong thighs held open her own. All of this to allow her lover to fuck her with a blunt-ended, warm object that was plunging its way inside deep into her cunt, circling her walls, before almost pulling out only to repeat the entire sequence. All the while that finger continued to circle and occasionally squeeze her pulsating nub.
With a gasp, Cara lifted her head when that blunt object nudged against a spot inside her causing her toes to curl, and her stomach to tighten even further. Turning her head, she hissed in pleasure at the added erotic sight that Kahlan presented. Dark hair was strewn around her lithely-muscled shoulders. Her gleaming sapphire orbs had slitted to a darkened, almost violet color that were busy staring down at the member lodged deep inside Cara.
Underneath the comforting scent of her Mate, and the delicious scent of their earlier lusty coupling, was that hint of magic. Magic that had been used to transform Kahlan’s clitoris, elongating it, widening it until it resembled a quivering penis - 8 inches of it. When Cara began to move, Kahlan whacked her hand down on her Were’s bottom.
“Now, now, my turn. Do not move or I will pull out, and we’ll begin the rest of our day.” And with that she almost pulled all the way out before plunging it back in, causing Cara let out a deep moan. “That’s it. I can feel you everywhere. I can feel what you feel, the way your tight cunt wraps so sweetly around me. One would think you’ve never been fucked.”
When Kahlan thought about Cara’s Tribe, the beautiful women she suddenly became envious before growing unreasonably angry that they’d known her blonde Were intimately. Pulling out roughly and then thrusting in deeply, Kahlan moved her hand to dig her nails into Cara’s shoulder, giving her added leverage as she leaned down over her back. Her hips continued to roll and thrust deep, increasing speed, sensation. Whispering heatedly into Cara’s ear, Kahlan reasserted her dominance. “I do not care who’ve you’ve had before. This, you are mine; you belong to me from this day forward! Understand?!”
“Fuck! Yes! Know it--” Cara began keening as Kahlan started to pummel the rough patch of skin deep inside her.
For Kahlan it was almost too much for her too-sensitive flesh; still tender from their earlier activities, but the slight pain only seemed to add to the pleasure. When Cara’s honey walls began to squeeze down onto her flesh, she swore she saw spots dance before her glowing bluish-purple eyes, as her cunt began to compress blood and cum along her shaft. Snuggling her body even closer to Cara’s, Kahlan used her knees and thighs to give her the leverage to continue thrusting and circling her hips, her cock seemingly swelling even further as the orgasm rushed through her over-sensitive body.
“Kahlan!” Cara yelled out her name as her own orgasm exploded from her core, pouring out through her cunt, her clit being milked by Kahlan, setting off its own quakes. But it was her answering magic, magic that knew her dark-haired lover was her Mate, magic that was dominated and adjusted by Kahlan’s magic.
Finally, the decadent loop both women found themselves in settled, calming until Kahlan flopped over onto Cara’s back as the blonde shifted tiredly onto her stomach. “Bloody hell, if that’s what we have to look forward to, how are we ever going to get out of bed?!”