Cataclysm of Fire

The Minharian Chronicles 2

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Word Count: 49,000
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Cain and Anke's search for Bill Morton begins. However, one of the pack has friends in dark places and has already discovered Bill's whereabouts. Cain, Anke and Storm, pay Bill a visit and recover the communication device from him. Little do they know or realize what Bill Morton has in mind. Except Storm...

Several of the pack become dissatisfied. They want the riches Minharia offers and take them back to Earth. This causes unrest among them.  Storm, the instigator, is in contact with Bill Morton. She enlists the help of one of the other members of the pack. Together the three of them plot to get their hands on the Minharian emeralds.

Cain and Anke are unaware at first of what's going on, but soon one of them picks up Storm's thoughts and is alerted. Storm manages to block them out, but not before they have learned that she's up to something.

Bill Morton wants it all and has no intention of sharing. He carefully plans the elimination of the pack so he can have the portal and the wealth it can give him for himself.

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The Minharian Chronicles 2

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Word Count: 49,000
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"Mr. want me again?"

"You're such a sexy bitch. I can't help it. You keep that pecker of mine in good shape. Most men my age need to take Viagra."

"Oh, sweetcheeks, you're not that old," Sylvia murmured in a throaty voice.

"Old enough compared to you," he said, as his glance traveled over her naked body. His cock was rigid. It was almost as if he needed sex more now than he did when he was young. He fondled her breasts, gorgeous breasts, although the implants she'd begged for had helped them to what they were now.

"Babe, how about we do another threesome soon? Having two men do me the other night was really a turn-on."

"Mmm?" He pretended not to hear. Sure, it was a fun night and he'd been drunk enough not to care too much, but after he sobered up, the thought of the three of them at it made him angry and jealous as hell. And even now the jealousy simmered like bile in his stomach, as he remembered the other man touching and screwing his lovely Sylvie. Pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind, he concentrated on her nipples. Since the implants, they were always big and erect, poking out from the aureole. She had almost chocolate colored aureoles, just like her pubic hair was jet black. Her natural hair was very dark, too, from what he could see when her roots showed.

"Vic?" she spread her legs and arched her hips. "Play with me?"

Though he was horny, most of his libido was already satisfied and his mind wasn't completely on sex. He tried to still his thoughts and concentrate on Sylvia instead. Reaching down, he rubbed her clit, felt it throb under his fingers, then ran his fingers up and down her slit. "Turn over," he told her.

Within seconds she was on her hands and knees and he took his position behind her. Spreading her cream buttocks, the shaven lips, he looked at her pussy gaping at him, inviting him in, then at her rosette anus. He'd never fucked her there and wondered how she'd react. Spitting on a finger, he moistened the tight hole. Carefully, he inserted his finger, then a little more. To his surprise, she didn't protest but raised her bum more, pushing against his finger.

"Oh yeah, I like that, Vic. Fuck me there..."

Excitement coursed through his veins. He withdrew his finger and positioned his cock. With his left hand he cupped her pussy and squeezed hard as he started to push into her. Hell, it was tight. Almost like fucking a virgin. Briefly he wondered why he'd never tried this before, but the thought left his mind just as quick as his skin puckered, thrills of new desire coursed through his body. He inserted three fingers inside her vagina, felt his own cock through the thin membrane separating the two entrances. He thrust further, felt her anal walls contract, gripping his cock tight. "Oh God," he groaned, as he pushed in all the way. "Oh, Sylvie, babe..."

"Fuck me!" she yelled. "Fuck me hard!"

His whole body felt on fire. His balls ached. He moved within her, thrust slowly at first, but couldn't contain himself and slammed into her time and again. He watched the rim of her anus grip his cock, stretched beyond imagination. It felt like an elastic band gripping him. He pushed his fingers hard against her vaginal wall so he could feel his cock even better. His insides contracted, his stomach lurched as he felt the tension of release building within him.

"I'm coming," he grunted.

Her moans were loud as his thrusts increased in pace. "Yes, yes, yes," she said, her breathing heavy. "Yes, Vic, babe. Come now!"

One final thrust and his semen shot into her. He pumped the last little bit out until he was completely limp, then slowly withdrew his cock and his fingers. His hand was covered in her juices, his cock slithery from his own cum. Exhausted, he crawled away from her and fell back onto the bed.

Sylvia grabbed his hand and licked the juices off it, then she moved down and taking his limp cock in her hand she licked it clean. "Baby, that was the best fuck ever," she moaned and crawled up to lie on top of him.

He stroked her hair, trying to catch his breath and still his pounding heart. Sylvie rubbed her lips against his.

"Ready for more, Vic, sweetcheeks?"

"Hell, babe, you wore me out. Later. I've got work to do."

"Work! You always have to work!"

"Hey, I have a business to run." He kissed her briefly, then pushed her gently away. "Okay, I'm gonna shower."

"I'll come with you," she said, cupping his balls.

"Listen, sexy babe, I couldn't fuck you again right now if you paid me. Tonight. Let me build up some stamina. And I could use a coffee."


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