Aiden's Challenge
Copyright© 2025 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - It’s been over a year since the events of “Aiden Ascending” and no further attempts have been made to seize the ring from Aiden. They haven’t forgotten about it though and send a new minion to try once more. When his true father arrives to warn him, his world becomes far more complex. More powers are in play, and Aiden must protect those who love him while seeking a showdown.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Magic BDSM Spanking Harem Anal Sex Oral Sex
With the bed creaking rhythmically beneath her spine, Leah tried to focus, maintaining her smile up at the man. Not Aiden. With her legs curled around a thick waist, also not Aiden’s, she did her best not to claw his sweaty back. Wouldn’t wanna leave marks for the missus to discover.
“Oh, wow! Mmm, that’s nice. Oh, oh, um, keep doing that, baby girl.” Cam’s beady eyes flashed as his belly lapped against her like flabby waves. “Uh, wow. Wow! Wow! Oh, I’m gonna come.”
While her insides continued the pulsating grip the bulky man so enjoyed, his tiny dick, also not Aiden’s, increased its staccato thrusting. The man’s surging flab slapped quicker against her upthrust pelvis. With her body on auto-pilot, doing what it did best, Leah’s mind wandered.
It’d been just beneath her, within his trousers, Aiden’s mighty length. Trapped, its thickness had mashed into her lace as she’d humped him like a maddened ... whatever she’d become in his lap.
Speechless. That’s what else she’d become when his large hands had snatched her as easily as if she were a butterfly. After tossing her onto her back atop the couch, he’d gotten to his feet, finished the drink, and walked from the apartment. Neither a parting word nor a glance came from him as she lay splayed out like a panting supplicant, desperate to worship ... him. No, despite his promise...
“He left,” she whispered.
“What?” Cam mumbled, sweat dripping down his cherry-red face.
“Oh, s-sorry, daddy.” She gulped and forced a wider grin. “Yes, fill me. Give my tiny pussy your...”
Her voice was lost in his spasmodic grunting while spurts painted her insides. As usual, they didn’t last long, nor were there many. Even as she shoved upwards, trying to take a little more of him, get perhaps the faintest blast to spring free, the crimson-cheeked man’s not-Aiden rod already began to shrink, slipping away.
No matter, he was paying the money. She’d done her job. The smile on his sweaty, reddened face said as much. Well, one job had been accomplished. Even as he rolled from her, his weighty bulk easing her shaking ankles apart, she trembled ... not with any kind of pleasure, but with fear.
Treacle would not be happy. No, not at all.
After the usual final blowjob “for the road,” Cam departed, and she swished mouthwash while staggering into the shower. As skin-needling hot water sent steam billowing around her, she scrubbed away the sweat from not-Aiden. And tried not to think of him, but the man’s power had sunk far into her.
“He might’ve...” She gasped and one hand slapped onto the tile with a splash of suds as the soapy fingers of the other found her achy clit. “Anything,” she murmured, then gasped.
Yes, she’d offered the same menu of delights to Cam, and many others before him, but with Aiden, the possibilities were truly endless. He could keep her. Share her. Do whatever he wished with her. That was how she thrived. Of course, she recognized the same symptoms as when Treacle had acquired her, but there was a difference. The demon would never have walked away. Treacle would have—indeed, actually had numerous times—fucked her senseless, then walked away.
“What am I gonna do?” she murmured, lifting her hand from the angry, slick little post.
Because as much as her body craved relief, she was unable to continue. A memory sharpened. Back in the music-flooded nightclub, with Aiden’s eyes in that mirror, both as delving, soul-piercing lasers and soft, beckoning, bottomless pools. No mistake, they had been challenging her.
“Challenge,” she whispered, letting water fill her parted lips. “What had he said about challenges and daring myself?” As she twisted under the spray, running soapy hands over her slim curves, she suddenly grinned. “He thinks I’m ‘gorgeous.’”
Yes, as she’d told him, many had uttered the same exact thing, but the way he’d spoken resonated. Just as she was turning to rinse her hair, a pulse hammered her, and she froze, gasping for air amid the pounding water.
It was from him. Even as she slapped the splaying fingers of both hands onto the tile to steady herself, an image arrived. Inside a shadowy cage, a dark circle hugged the glossy, shadowed floor. Tiny flickers illuminated etched lettering. Though details remained indiscernible in the dim light, enough was visible. Their cousins adorned the rough ebon stone of the towers clinging to dagger cliffs under a russet sky.
“The ring,” she murmured, dropping her head, letting the water sluice down her matted hair and drip from her chin.
All that night, unable to sleep, she tossed and turned, shifting across the massive bed ... alone. No Aiden, only his ghostly visage.
Cam, of course, never slept over. Although he’d offered to perhaps sneak her away for a trip, accompanying him to a conference. That brought a grin to her face. The guy remained quite smitten, having deposited an additional six months of ... pay into her cash app account.
“Six months?” she whispered to the darkness.
Leah bit back a chuckle, then froze. She’d already stayed far too long. Other missions had required no more than a day, maybe two. But those had been successes.
Yet, Treacle also hadn’t made an appearance. So, perhaps, she still had a little more time.
Come morning, she set her jaw, rolling from the sheets twisted tight around her hips. Once in the bathroom before the mirror, she cursed under her breath.
“Too young.” She sighed, scanning the slender curves she’d chosen. “Didn’t think of that.”
Then again, was she still trying to seduce Aiden? Or had he melded her, drawing her to him? Stupid question. A nervous laugh left her as she gathered disheveled hair into a sloppy ponytail.
“His turn. His trap,” she murmured.
“You’re playing with fire, master.”
At Gina’s voice, Aiden raised the phone closer to his ear and walked into his closet. A white button-down shirt swirled around him. If he got to the office on time, a few hours would remain before the Chinese team’s arrival.
Amid pulses from the other women, plus bubbles of unhappy, abandoned cotton candy from Leah, the enormous waves of concern from Gina hadn’t slowed all night. His hand had been hovering over the silent phone, awaiting her call.
“What choice do I have?” After tugging free a hanger with a dark suit, he turned for the exit. “She’s the only lead I have.”
“So, you chose to what—counter-seduce her? Is that even a thing?”
He laughed, tossing the suit to the bed. “Guess it is now.”
“She had your, um, attention.” Gina’s quieter words were matched by a softer throb.
“Yep, she did.” He snorted, searching for a tie. “Kinda young, though.” At the sudden laughter from the phone, he knitted his brows. “What?”
“You. Stop being so worried about me, master. We’re so far past that.”
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