Chapter 5

The morning light passed through the windows. The air felt fresh. David sat alone at the wooden table. His plate of eggs and toast sat mostly untouched. He couldn’t focus on breakfast. Isabella moved around the kitchen with purpose. Her emerald eyes caught the glow of the fire.

David’s interest rose up. “Where’s Aunt Evelyn?” he asked, breaking the silence.

Isabella paused; a smile crossed her lips. “She’s training with the new weapons. She’s excited to test them out.”

David nodded. He knew this was important. With his new role as master, everything had changed. They had to be ready. He took a sip of his tea.

“What about me?” he asked.

Isabella’s smile widened. “You need to dive into Powers of Nuhnos. You’ve made progress, but there’s so much more ahead. We’ll need all your strength soon.”

After breakfast, Isabella kissed him softly on the forehead. Then, she headed to the stone circle. He watched her leave, as her red hair flowed behind. The truth sank in. Ready or not, there would be threats that demanded everything they had. A sense of duty had settled on him now. He headed upstairs to his room. The book, Powers of Nuhnos, lay open on his bed. The pages were old. The ink faded but was still clear. He studied the details inside with diagrams and phrases. Then, his eyes caught a chapter called Teleportation: The Trip to Dimensions.

It was a rare technique and was dangerous. Only the strongest could master it. Isabella told him she had no personal record of any Earth-born Nuhnoians who succeeded, but she had heard rumours, and it was not impossible. He flipped through the pages. The instructions seemed simple. He could envision any place he had visited before. Or perhaps a place from another’s memory. Even a picture would do. Or even, in his mind, he could create a new dimension and reach there. With each method, the amount of power required grows. If he mastered this, he could use this technique to not just simply travel within Earth but even reach Nuhnos if he got a chance of someone’s memory. But it required massive power.

He reviewed the instructions once more.

Close your eyes.

Picture a destination you want to visit.

Dull all your senses.

Focus and fuel your power.

Imagine yourself standing at that destination.

He felt the strong pull. He knew he had to decide. He closed the book and shut his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he zeroed in on the explanation of teleportation. He pictured his old bedroom in New York. It was his home for all his teenage years, a simple space filled with comforting memories. The blue comforter lay on the bed; a worn-out poster clung to the wall. He could almost feel the soft fabric beneath him. He could hear the distant hum of the city outside in the night.

In his mind, he saw his chest rise and fall. A warm sensation spread through his body. The red sparkle in his chest pulsed, matching his single thought. The smell of rosemary faded. He focused hard on his childhood room. Suddenly—everything changed. The cool stone of the cottage vanished. He felt the familiar scent of his bedroom. He opened his eyes. There it was. His room looked exactly as he remembered. Shock hit him like a lightning bolt. He had done it. He actually teleported.

He was on his bed but was the one in New York. He looked outside to see it was still dark. On the bedside clock, it said ‘0400 AM. He jumped out of his bed in happiness, but the success didn’t last long. Suddenly, nausea hit him hard. He stumbled toward the bathroom. The room spun. He barely reached the toilet, spewing vomit into it. His head throbbed. The floor felt like water. David remembered reading about teleportation’s side effects but felt that the reality was much worse.

He cleaned up. He needed to share his discovery. As he stumbled back to his room, he noticed something on the floor. A piece of red parchment on the bed. It was crumpled. He picked it up. The words froze him.

‘Young One

Next time, focus on regulating your breath. Instead of transferring yourself, transfer the place to you. It will reduce the power needed, and you won’t vomit.

F.’

He scanned his old bedroom, searching for any presence. It was empty. Just him and the shadows. He thought about the paper, ‘What did it mean? It is right, though. It cost me too much energy to get here. Now, my body needs release. Grandma and Auntie, I’m coming.’

He shut his eyes. He had to teleport back and quick. He focused hard and stood still. He tried the tip from the paper. Bring the cottage to me. The room went dark, and the atmosphere from the cottage surrounded him.

When he opened his eyes, he was in the cottage hallway. He had done it again with no side effects. Except for one for using his mental powers to the limit. His sexual desires were at a peak. He had to find Isabella and/or Evelyn. Fast.

He hurried towards their bedroom. His heart raced. The doors were open, but he found the rooms empty. The beds were made and replaced with new sheets. But there was a faint scent of sex in the air. It was from last night. He looked down at his pants. His cock struggled to come out. He inhaled deeply, hoping to calm himself. But then he remembered. Evelyn went for practice, and Isabella was at the stone circle.

He strode down the stairs. The floorboards creaked as he moved. At the bottom, he heard whispers. It was Evelyn. In the living room, she was a sight. Her red hair stuck to her forehead. Sweat dripped down her face. A sword was in her hand. She had other weapons dropped on the floor. She was practising with them and used most of her power of the gem.

When she spotted him, her eyes lit up. “David!” she called, grinning widely.

But when he saw his face. She was worried. “D-David?” she gasped. Her cheeks were red from the work. She lowered her sword and walked towards him. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“Auntie,” he murmured, desire clear in his voice. “Yes, you are here.”

Evelyn looked at him worriedly. “You don’t appear well. What’s happening?”

As his gaze swept over her body, the words became stuck in his throat. With every breath, her breasts heaved. Her sweaty exercise attire clung to her curves, revealing the beauty underneath. He felt his cock strain against his pants. His urges overrode the necessity of telling her about his discovery.

He dashed over to her without saying another word. His hands moved with purpose. He stripped the layers of clothes that concealed her. He removed her leather vest and exposed the layers beneath. The blouse was sweating, dripping off her skin. Evelyn gave him a confused, excited look. She looked into his eyes for an explanation, but he didn’t give one. He acted out of a primal instinct that had become uncontrollable.

Instead of resisting, she looked him in the eyes with the same passion that he had. She seemed to understand what he and they both needed at that precise moment. He reached for the hem and lifted the blouse over her head. He swiftly removed her bra, and her breasts bounced, no longer confined. His hand moved to her waist and unbuttoned her pants. It slid down her legs and stuck at her feet, exposing her nude body. She stepped out of them and watched him with a mix of surprise and increasing arousal. With hunger, David’s eyes scanned her body, concentrating on the small patch of red hair between her thighs.

He pushed her to the ground with a carpeted floor. Her eyes never left his as she reclined. She could feel his warm breath as he took a step closer. Her skin tingled with excitement as he leaned down and kissed her neck. His teeth moved down to her collarbone, giving her skin a slight graze. His hand moved down her body, and he felt her wetness. She was ready for him.

David whispered, “Auntie Evelyn,” in a lustful tone.

He leaned back, and in one seamless motion, he reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. David’s fingers then worked swiftly on his pants’ button and zip. His pants dropped to his ankles. He was so desperate that his erection bobbed free. His cock’s tip was leaking with pre-cum. Evelyn’s eyes widened at the sight, and the raw masculinity in front of her raised her own arousal.

His eyes never left hers as he knelt in front of her. He rapidly entered her, his cock wrapped around the moistness of her pussy. The pressure in his cock was intolerable, and the sensation was nearly too much to handle. Gentle strokes didn’t matter to him; his need and desire were too great.

As he pushed deeply into her, Evelyn gasped and grabbed for a table leg for support. Her body responded despite her shock. Her pussy tightened around him, welcoming his entry. The primitive need fuelled him to move quickly and furiously, pressing himself deeper and deeper into her. Her hips started to move in time with his thrusts as her legs encircled his waist. With every thrust, her breasts bounced.

“Fuck, yes!” she groaned.

She felt she was the only one who could free him from this need, and he felt like a man possessed. He leaned closer and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. He pulled back and focused on his thrusts. His grunts blended with her louder moans.

“Ah, oh yes,” she exclaimed like a siren.

Her pussy grew tighter around him, and her orgasm intensified.

He grunted, “I’m going to come.”

Evelyn’s gaze expanded. “Do it, my lord,” she said with need as she pleaded, “Come inside me.”

He then released his hold; his cock fired inside her. The hot burst of his cum sent her over the edge.

“Yes, yes, Lord!” She screamed for her release as she arched her back.

As they rode the pinnacle of their climax, their bodies shook together. David fell on top of her as the final tremors subsided. He tasted the salt in her sweat as he kissed her neck. The gem on her breasts glowed as it regained some of his power.

David said, “Sorry, Auntie, no time to rest.” With his erect cock still inside her.

He pulled out and let his cum drip out. He pushed once more, and she rolled back her eyes.

“Fuck, fuck me,” she pleaded.

He was in desperate need, and she complied with him. He threw all his strength without hesitation. The living room resonated with the sound of their bodies slapping against one another.

She groaned, “Ahh, yes, my lord,” as he struck the exact spot. “Oh, that’s right there.”

She pulled him as her legs wrapped around him. His hips moved like a piston, pushing more quickly and deeply.

“Fuck yes,” she gasped. “You’re so good, Lord.”

He grunted, “Ahh,” as he felt her close to him. “I’m going to cum again,” he said in a rough whisper.

“Yes,” she growled. “Fill me up. My lord.”

His hot seed filled her, and she closed her eyes. Her pussy clamped down on him as she experienced her own orgasm crest.

She let out, “Ohh, yes.”

Her walls milked every drop of his sperm as they rippled around him. She panted and quickly came to a steady breath. She was totally spent after the wave of pleasure gradually faded. The red gem on her breasts sparkled and lit the room brightly.

David pulled back his cock. He was still erect. He felt her heartbeat beneath his fingers as he ran his hand down her neck. He had left her spent, nude body on the ground. He couldn’t help it, even though he knew it was selfish. He needed Isabella. Right now.

He stepped out of his pants that were stuck in his ankles. David wasted no more time and ran into the early morning light, naked, out the door. As he ran, the dewy grass left a trail of moisture on his legs. He knew she would be in the stone circle. As evidence of the excessive arousal, his erect cock bobbed with each step.

He saw her when he got to the stones. She had on a green dress and closed her eyes. She sat crosswise in a deep state of meditation. When she felt his presence, her green eyes opened and her red hair fell over her shoulders. Her eyes were filled with surprise as she turned to face him.

“David”, she muttered. “Why are you naked?”

His cock bobbed with every step. “Grandma, I need you,” he said in a rough whisper, “I need you now.”

She licked her lips as her cheeks turned red. “Wait,” she said in an attempt to tease him. “Tell me what happened.”

His body was on full display as he stood before her. The remains of his seed mixed with Evelyn’s juices were on his hard cock.

“I used too much power.” He said in a low and urgent tone, “I need to release.”

Her face was right in front of his cock. She could see the power bulging in the veins. She touched it with her hand. It was so warm. The trapped power was palpable to her. Her lips touched his penis. It wasn’t just his own sperm she tasted.

Isabella understood his urgency and asked, “Evelyn?” with a seductive smile. “You still need to cum?”

Unable to speak, he nodded to both. He never took his eyes off hers.

Isabella took off her dress all at once. She was nude. She reclined and inhaled deeply.

She said in a compassionate tone, “I will help you, my lord.”

She grabbed his hand and dragged him to her level on the ground. With her eyes fixed on his, she took his cock in her hands and gave it a gentle stroke.

Isabella whispered, with mischievous intent, “Fuck me like an animal, my lord.”

He felt a surge of instinctive hunger at the words. She went on all fours. It was the most unfiltered and desperate thing he had ever heard from her. Without hesitation, he grabbed her hips and pressed his cock into her. It slid easily into her moist pussy. With reckless abandon, his thrusts into her became more savage. With a moan, she arched her back, and her hands dug in the ground beneath them. Her eyes rolled back in exaltation as the force of his thrusts sent her hair flying. The tension in her body was building like a storm that was about to blow, and she could feel her orgasm coming.