Chapter 1

Sable Newport

I rushed down the hallway and caught up with Zach. He marched with his back straight. I had never seen him more determined. I felt ... strength radiating off him. There was something so different about him. He had changed in ways I couldn’t understand.

I fell in beside him, my heeled boots ringing on Good Sam’s floors. The hospital was quiet this early in the morning. It was nearing dawn. The last breath before the night ended and the day began. “You are walking into Charles’s power,” I said.

“I know.”

I studied him. “How will you get out?”

He glanced at me and said, “No idea. He’s my brother I have to speak with him. That’s all that I care about.”

“And Moira?”

His face tightened with anger. His shoulders quivered as he kept marching. The doors were ahead. He strode out them into the cold morning. My breath frosted the air. Several of our cops were here, parked out front and waiting.

I grabbed his arm and hissed, “Do not make a decision out of anger. Calm down and think.”

Zach ripped his arm from my grasp and marched for Officer Mindy’s cop car. She was a tribal cop for the Puyallup Indians. She opened her door, standing straight. He climbed inside. The door shut. I stood there, my heart pounding.

This was insane.

Officer Mindy raced around the car. It started up. She peeled out, her lights flashing. Deputies Green and Ritz followed in their own cop cars, the lights on their Pierce County Sheriff cruisers flashing. I winced at the strobing light as I watched him flee. The cars took a hard right and raced down the hill for Meridian.

“Fuck,” I muttered.

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I knew I needed to think. I was acting out of anger, but I had to speak with Charles. My brother. I couldn’t believe it. My father had arranged for this. The bastard had plans, and I was enmeshed in them. He wanted me to fight my brother.

That much was clear.

I breathed slowly and glanced at Nisha. My thought form sat beside me. A dusky woman of Persian origin with big, soft breasts. I had a thing for MILFs, it turned out. MILFs and women with that delicious shade of olive-brown skin.

“He will have power,” she said. No one else could see her. Hear her. Interact with her. I conjured her into existence through sheer willpower to advise me. Tibetan monks called her a tulpa. It could take years of mediation to conjure one. “Sable is right. You should not be placing yourself into the center of his power.”

“I am doing this,” I told her.

She sighed and crawled onto his lap. Though I was clothed in a pair of jeans, she reached through me and grabbed my dick. She lifted out my cock. Perhaps an imaginary cock. Or the spiritual incarnation of my dick. I don’t know. All I knew was it felt so real to me. She stroked me and pressed me into her shaved pussy.

I shuddered as I sank down her. The feeling of her hot cunt engulfing me was incredible. A pure delight to revel in. I smiled from ear to ear as she squeezed her cunt down on me. She wiggled her hips from side to side.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“I know,” she cooed. “Mmm, you just enjoy that delight. You just savor that wonderful cunt around your dick.”

I did savor that wonderful snatch sliding up my cock. She gripped me as she rode me. Her eyes flashed hot. She stared down at me. I needed this. I had to calm down and think. I needed the clarity that came after erupting in a woman’s cunt.

In my thought form’s silky and delicious snatch.

She plunged her cunt down my dick. She held me tight. It was a fabulous delight to feel her twat around my dick. I loved how she gripped me. She held me tight with her wonderful twat. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing from side to side.

I fought to keep my groans down. Officer Mindy glanced back at me, but the Native American beauty didn’t say a word as she drove. We were rushing down Pioneer Road. Yes, yes, that made sense. The fast away to downtown Tacoma.

My hands gripped Nisha’s ass. She felt so real. Plump and firm. I kneaded her butt-cheeks as she worked that hot cunt up and down my dick. I loved how great she felt. I wanted to spurt into her. I ached to flood her with all my spunk.

She plunged her cunt down my dick. She massaged me with all that hot flesh. I was a fabulous delight to feel her cunt working up and down me. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I savored that hot twat working up and down me.

“Damn,” I whispered.

“Yes, yes, Master!” she groaned. “Oh, your cock is amazing. Oh, yes, yes, I love this!”

I grinned at her. She smiled and cupped my face. She kissed me. I savored her lips on mine. The intimacy of my thought form making out with me. Nisha squeezed her tight cunt around my cock, plunging her flesh down me.

She slid up and down me. She rode me faster and faster. The need to cum in Nisha swelled in me. I hurtled toward that moment when I would dump my load into her. She danced her tongue around in my mouth. She felt so amazing around me.

I gripped her ass and fucked her cunt up and down my cock as fast as I could. She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring that fine cunt around my dick. She made me feel so good. I loved the heat of this moment. It was just an incredible delight to have her snatch working up and down my dick.

She plunged down me and squealed into my mouth.

Her cunt went wild around my dick.

It felt so good. I loved that so much. It was just incredible to have her cumming around me. I savored the way her pussy spasmed around me. She drove me wild with that hot twat. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned and erupted into her pussy. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

“So good!” she purred, her boobs bouncing as my cum spurted into her pussy.

It felt so good. I loved that heat rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was so incredible to have all that pleasure slamming through me. She milked me. That hot pussy drove me wild. I loved every second of it.

I filled her cunt with all my spunk. The heat washed through me. A big smile spread on my lips as I enjoyed filling her pussy with all that spunk. It was such an incredible moment. My heart pounded in my chest.

“Mmm, that’s so good, Master!” my loving thought form groaned.

I pumped more and more of my cum into her pussy. It was so amazing. I felt so good. I loved the pleasure washing through me. A big smile spread on my lips as she rubbed her nose against mine. I sucked in a deep breath.

“Mmm, you are thinking clearer now, Master?” she asked.

“I’m still going.” I stared into her eyes. “I need a plan.”

“He owns the guards of the jail. All of them have pledged their souls to his. They can shiv you and frame an intimate. Or they can just accuse you of a crime. Arrest you. You could be ‘killed’ while resisting arrest. Three cops are not enough to get you out of there alive.”

“He will speak to me. I just need a way out.” I stared at her hard. “I created you to access avenues of information that I cannot.” My fingers dug into her ass. “Prophecies. You led me to claim Susannah, Sable, Mrs. Augustine, and my mother. Now I need another.”

“I have no prophecy to give you,” she said.

“You better,” I said. “We’ll be there soon.”

I leaned back and closed my eyes. It had been a long day. I needed a clear mind. I didn’t fight against sleep. A quick nap might be just what I needed. I fell into the darkness, vaguely aware of the car driving me.

“I wish I could come up with a plan, Master,” Nisha said. She stood before me. We were in a room of darkness. “I really do. Just wake up and tell Officer Mindy to drive us home. Or back to the hospital. We must deal with Moira.

“Must?” I asked, giving her a hard look.

“Yes, Master. We must. We—”

“Do you rule her or does she rule you?” a mocking voice asked.

I spun around and spotted Ashtaroth. Her blonde hair fell about her face. Her blue eyes were as cold as the Arctic Ocean. She smiled at me, naked and ripe. Voluptuous as Nisha. Her breasts as bountiful as my mother’s.

“You,” I growled. “Why are you here?”

“You’re dreaming,” she purred. “Unless ... What If I cast a spell on you and—”

I backhanded her. She reeled and fell back into the shadows, vanishing. I spun back to Nisha. I was dreaming. This was a lucid dream. I could feel it. I was in control here. Nisha pouted. She was becoming too ... independent.

“You need to remember your place, Nisha,” I growled. “You are my slave!”

“I am, Master,” Nisha said. “This is just dangerous. The odds of you escaping are low.”

“So I have a chance.”

She ground her teeth together. “Barely a chance is not enough, Master. I won’t help—”

I imagined her bound in chains. They attached to her arms and legs. They were as black as the shadows around us. As cold as the Arctic. She shivered, her skin goose-pimpling. Her nipples hardened. I gagged her a moment later, smiling.

With a snap of my wrists, they yanked her down so she was bent over a padded bench, her ass thrust up in the air. Her pussy dripped with my cum. She squirmed there. She wasn’t here to stop me from acting. She was here to advise me.

“You know your place, Nisha,” I said as I dropped to my knees behind her. My cock slapped down on her rump. “You are mine!”

She groaned into the gag. The chains leading off into the darkness rattled.

“I am going to do this,” I said. “So when we get there, you better have a way for me to see my brother. That is happening!”

She moaned into the gag. I don’t know what she was trying to say. I had to fully dominate her. I pressed my dick into her butt-crack. I slid down to her asshole. I felt that puckered hole against the tip of my dick. It felt so good.

I drilled against her and thrust hard. She moaned as I did that. She squealed as I pushed and pushed against her. She whimpered as her anal sheath widened and widened until her anal sheath gave way to my dick.

I popped into her bowels. I filled her up with my cock. It was so good to sink into her anal sheath. I loved the feel of her velvety sheath around my dick. It was so good. She felt amazing. She whimpered as I sank to the hilt in her.

“You are mine, Nisha,” I growled, savoring being in her. “I created you. I can do what I wish with you.”

She nodded her head.

“Good,” I groaned. “I am glad to see you are submitting.”

She threw a look over her shoulder, pleading with me. She squeezed her bowels down around me. She wiggled her hips, her chains rattling. I drew back my dick. It was so good. It was so good to have them doing that. It was just a delight to have her asshole gripping my cock.