Summoner 19, page 25
part #19 of Summoner Series
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, and then it creaked open slightly and revealed my ashen-haired wife.
“Would you like some company?” Nia asked me quietly as she poked her head into the room.
“Of course,” I replied, and I patted the empty space next to me on the mattress. “You know you’re always welcome in my bed.”
“I just wanted to mind your recovery.” My ashen-haired wife smiled at me, and then she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. “I also didn’t want to sound like a hypocrite after pressing you so much to get some good sleep.”
Nia then stripped out of her maroon sweater-dress, and I was delighted to see that underneath the garment, my wife’s impressive figure was swathed in a jet-black slip. It was surprising to see the multi-elementalist in such dark colors, but the richness of the nightgown made her porcelain skin and piercing eyes even more luminous.
“If you were really worried about me getting some sleep, you would’ve chosen something a little less sexy to wear,” I teased her. “Though you could wear a paper sack, and I’d still find you completely irresistible.”
“Oh, your recovery means everything to me, my darling husband,” Nia insisted as her lips twitched up into a smirk. “I intend to watch over you and enforce a strict regimen of sleep and wellness, but I figured I’d give you something to admire in the meantime.”
“You’ve certainly given me plenty to admire,” I noted as my eyes drank in my wife’s long, lithe body. The slip ended just short of her toned ass and gave me a peek at her flimsy-looking maroon silk panties, and it took all of my willpower to keep from drooling all over the sheets.
Nia’s beauty never failed to astound me.
As my wife approached the bed, she reached behind her and began to untwist the braid that kept her hair neatly bound, and soon, her hair fell down her back in silver waves. I loved the way her hair looked braided, but the sight of it unbound made the mage look downright ethereal.
My wife climbed into bed, and I wasted no time. I swept the elementalist up into my lap, and once her arms were wrapped around my neck, and her incredibly long legs were around my torso, I drew her in closer and kissed her full pink lips.
Nia let out a soft sigh of delight, and then she leaned in even closer until her full breasts pressed against my chest. I ran my hands down the sides of her waist until I reached the curve of her hips, and I gripped them tightly. Nia’s kiss deepened even further as I moved down to the slopes of her ass, and she let out a small moan as I squeezed her cheeks.
“I want you, Gryff,” she whispered against my lips. “I’ve missed you so much lately. I know it’s selfish and hypocritical after I just told you that you needed to rest--”
“Hush, I’m all yours,” I promised her, and then I gently took one of her lips in between my teeth.
“Gryffff.” Nia shuddered as I bit her lightly, and when I pulled away, her blue eyes had darkened and were heavy-lidded with lust.
“Lift your arms,” I instructed, and once the mage raised them up, I carefully eased the black slip over her head. I took care to keep her hair from getting snagged with the motion, and once the slip fluttered to the ground, I was greeted by the sight of her full, pert breasts.
Nia’s extra baby weight had melted away from the ashen-haired mage’s body almost immediately after giving birth to the twins, but her breasts had retained the fullness they’d gained during pregnancy, and needless to say, I was quite the fan.
“That doesn’t hurt, does it?” I asked as I kneaded and caressed her chest and teased her stiffened pink nipples.
“No, they’re fine,” the elementalist insisted as her lower lip trembled. “Arwyn gave me some kind of magic-enhanced cream that keeps them from getting sore.”
“Good,” I replied. “Because I intend to make you scream tonight, and I don’t want anything to get in the way of that.”
I brought my lips back to hers and continued to work her with my hands as we kissed. Nia’s posture relaxed significantly, and she moaned into my mouth as I pinched her nipples.
After we spent some time just kissing, I pulled away and then carefully flipped Nia over so I was on top of her, and the elementalist wrapped her legs around me once more. Our kiss deepened as my tongue parted her lips, and Nia pressed her hips against me. I was already rock-hard, but the way my wife clung to me only turned me on further.
I loosened her legs’ grip around my waist before I removed Nia’s wet and flimsy panties and discarded them onto the floor along with her nightgown. Then I took a moment to admire Nia’s porcelain form, and my eyes trailed down to her completely bare entrance, which glistened with wetness.
“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?” I asked as I traced her skin with my finger and trailed down to the top of her hip bones.
Nia quivered beneath my touch. “Yes. Please, Gryff, I want you inside of me.”
Not one to turn down a request from my gorgeous wife, I gripped Nia’s hips and pulled her closer to me. The elementalist’s chest heaved as her breath came in pants, and as she trembled, I grasped my cock in one hand and rubbed it against her velvet folds.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Please,” she begged. “Oh, Gryff, stop teasing me. I want you.”
“Your wish is my command,” I replied, and I slid my cock within her until it was completely engulfed by her tight slick tunnel.
“Oh, Maker,” Nia’s eyebrows creased together as her back arched, and when I slowly pulled out of her, her full pink lips parted as she uttered a soft cry. “Fuck, Gryff, that feels so good.”
“You… feel… amazing,” I grunted in a husky tone as I thrust in and out of her in long slow strokes. A sheen of sweat broke out across my forehead, and my breath felt ragged in my chest as I panted. Nia’s pussy was gloriously tight, and the way she gripped my hardened member was enough to make my head spin.
I cupped her breasts in my hands as I thrusted inside of her, and I kneaded and tweaked Nia’s pink nipples until they hardened into stiff peaks.
“Oh, fuckkkkk,” Nia moaned as she writhed beneath me, and her hands grasped the sheets until her knuckles were white as fresh fallen snow. “Oh, Gryff, I’m going to comeeee.”
The sound of her breathy moans paired with the way her pussy clenched my rock-hard member made me quiver with anticipation, and I clenched my jaw as I tried to contain my building climax. Nia was close to coming, and I wanted to explode right there with her.
A few more moments of thrusting and moaning passed by, and I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“Come for me,” I groaned as I slammed into Nia, and that was all it took to make my wife and I come together in a surge of pure euphoria.
My vision blurred as Nia’s tunnel spasmed around me, and I groaned as what felt like a gallon of my hot seed poured into her womb. We clung to each other as we rode the intense waves, and I felt as if my entire body was drenched in sweat as my orgasm struck me over and over again. When the spasms subsided, I pulled away to see Nia’s pupils had dilated.
“That… was amazing,” Nia muttered as her lower lip trembled.
“You can say that again,” I panted. After a few moments, I eased myself out of her soaked entrance and laid down beside her in the bed.
Once we came down from the blissful high of our lovemaking, we began again, and we spent the rest of the night switching positions and pleasuring each other over and over again. I was surprised Nia was capable of so many orgasms, but the gentle sound of the elementalist’s climaxes was euphoric to my ears, and I became addicted to the pleasure of making her come.
After hours of teasing, touching, and giving, we finally exhausted ourselves, so Nia and I settled into each other’s arms.
“I love you, Gryff,” Nia whispered just before she fell asleep.
“I love you, too,” I murmured back as Nia nestled her head on my chest, and I kissed the top of her head. I stroked her silky hair, and the softness combined with the repetitive movement was enough to drift me off to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke to find Nia still curled up in my arms. Sunlight had begun to stream into the room, but I wasn’t quite ready to rise for the day, so instead, I snuggled the elementalist closer to me.
“Mmmm.” Nia let out a soft moan in her sleep, but she rested her forehead against my chest.
My arm was asleep from the lack of movement, but the opportunity to cuddle in bed with my gorgeous wife was more important than some temporary numbness.
I closed my eyes again and simply enjoyed this peaceful moment with Nia. Quiet time was few and far between around here, and I needed to get better about living in the present rather than worrying about future problems.
I was so comfortable with my wife in my arms that I actually drifted back to sleep and didn’t wake up again until I heard a knock on the door sometime later.
“Yeah?” I called out groggily, and I blinked my eyes rapidly to try to adjust to my surroundings. Nia was still beside me, but she was no longer wrapped around me as she was before and instead was curled up on her side facing away from me.
My bedroom creaked open, and behind it was a shock of vibrant orange hair.
“Sorry to wake you, but Cyra has food for everyone,” Erin said quietly as she poked her head in. The mage’s amber eyes peeked around until they found mine, and then Erin stepped in a little closer. “She wanted to wait a little longer, but it’s already almost noon.”
“Shit, we overslept,” I groaned, and I was careful with my arms as I stretched so I wouldn’t accidentally hit Nia.
“You seemed like you needed it,” Erin remarked. Then her eyes trailed down to Nia’s discarded clothing on the ground, and her lips curled up into an amused smile. “Anyways, I’ll leave you two alone to get dressed and showered. Unless you’d prefer to come downstairs naked. I don’t mind either way.”
“Dirty girl,” I chuckled. “We aren’t heathens.”
“I just call it as I see it.” The mimic shrugged. “See you down there shortly.”
Erin gave me a flirtatious wink, and then she left the room and closed the door behind her. The sound was enough to rouse Nia, and the elementalist let out a soft moan as she started to wake.
“Gryff?” she asked groggily. “Was someone there?”
“Just Erin,” I answered in a quiet voice, and I brushed a few strands of silvery hair out of Nia’s sleepy face. “Cyra’s got breakfast made, they’re just waiting for us.”
“We could probably stand to replenish our bodies,” Nia chuckled lightly as she rubbed at her bleary eyes. “We certainly got quite the amount of exercise last night.”
“That’s for sure.” I smirked. “I’m not going to complain about it, though.”
“Me, either.” Nia smiled at me. “It was nice to be with you again.”
“Well, now that I’m home, we’ll have to make this a more regular thing again,” I decided, and my wife nodded happily in agreement.
“Think we have enough time to shower?” Nia wondered as she sat up and yawned. Her mane of silver hair fell over her chest in a way that only further enhanced her beauty, and I struggled to keep my mind decent as I studied her.
“If we hurry,” I replied. “Unfortunately, we’ll probably have to keep our hands to ourselves.”
“That’s going to be difficult,” my wife said as her eyes fixated on my mouth. “All I want to do is kiss you and never stop.”
“I understand the feeling.” I nodded. “But we have all of the time in the world for that. What we don’t have time for, however, is getting a decent amount of food in our bellies after Layla shows up, so we should probably get down there and stake our claim.”
“That girl can certainly put away some food,” Nia agreed. “Fair point, farm boy.”
My wife and I shared one more kiss, and then we pulled ourselves out of bed. I ambled over to my wardrobe and retrieved a simple gray sweater, a pair of clean trousers, thick socks, and underwear, and while I got the fresh garments together for after my shower, Nia pulled her silky nightgown and discarded sweaterdress back over her head.
“To the showers?” she asked after I pulled on my trousers from the night before.
“By your lead, Lady Kenefick.” I gestured at the door, and then Nia and I left the room and made our way upstairs.
A short time later, the multi-elementalist and I were bathed and dressed, and as we headed down the spiral staircase, the air grew rich with a dozen different smells. I detected maple syrup, bacon, eggs, and fresh bread, and my mouth began to water.
When we arrived in the kitchen, I was surprised to see the spread Cyra had laid out. The curly-haired summoner stood behind the counter with Freya, and the pair of beauties were laughing when we entered.
“Well, well, well,” Cyra teased. “If it isn’t Gryff and Nia. I thought you two were never going to pull yourselves off each other.”
“Are you making baby number three?” Freya chimed in with a raise of her dark gold eyebrows, and Nia and I exchanged wide-eyed glances.
“Definitely not any time soon,” my ashen-haired wife answered the hawk princess for us. “I think we have our hands full for the time being.”
“Cyra, this looks and smells amazing,” I brought up in an effort to shift the subject away from Nia and I’s physical relationship. While it was apparently noon, it was still too early to talk about expanding the family.
“You flatterer.” Cyra waved me off with a flick of her hand, but her chocolate-brown eyes glittered at the compliment.
“I’m serious,” I insisted as my eyes trailed over the delicious-looking food. My nose had been correct about the smells. Cyra had prepared dishes full of pancakes, bacon, fresh fruit, warm bread, and eggs, and my stomach let out a low grumble.
“Well, Freya’s been teaching me how to cook,” Cyra said, and she flashed a smile at the hawk princess. “I wasn’t inept earlier, but I definitely needed some pointers.”
“Cyra is a great student,” Freya remarked in a proud tone. “She learned how to do everything very quickly, and she always asks the right questions.”
“Hey, can we start eating now?” Layla called out from the corridor, and then the auburn-haired mage joined us in the kitchen. “We’ve been waiting for quite a while now, and I’m on the verge of starvation.”
The petite summoner’s body language was impatient as she bounced on the balls of her feet, and I resisted the urge to laugh. Nia had been correct before: getting between Layla and her food was not advisable.
“You didn’t have to wait for us,” I insisted.
“Hey, we’re having a nice family meal, dammit,” Layla declared as she planted her hands on her hips. “Now, grab your plates and let’s get after it, shall we?”
We all cracked up at the mage’s impatient tone and did as she had asked. As we grabbed our plates and filled them up with piles of Cyra’s food, the other women filed in to join us.
“Good morning,” Arwyn greeted us as she entered the kitchen. “Er, afternoon, I guess?”
“We’re eating breakfast, we can still call it the morning,” Cyra decided with a contemplative nod.
“Sounds logical to me.” I shrugged.
“Maker, Cyra, this smells fantastic,” Erin noted as she joined us.
“Thanks, girl.” Cyra grinned at the mimic.
“Are the lovebirds finally up?” Ashla’s voice called out from down the hall, and the ice mage wore a mischievous smile as she entered the room. “I was beginning to wonder if we needed to send in reinforcements.”
“Good morning to you, too, Ashla,” I laughed as I shook my head.
Once our plates were full of warm food, I followed Nia and the others into the dining room, and we all took our seats at the rounded table. It didn’t take long for everyone to tuck in, and as we did, the room filled with words and sounds of delight.
“This is excellent,” Nia noted as she tapped her stack of pancakes with the prongs of her fork.
“Thank you,” Cyra replied before she took a long swig from her coffee cup.
The food tasted even better than it smelled, and I devoured it much faster than I anticipated. I was still getting my strength back, and the hot meal made me finally feel like a person again.
“That definitely beats anything from the Academy,” I sighed as I brought my own coffee mug to my lips. “Thanks for taking the time to make all of that, that was very kind of you.”
“As I said, Freya deserves a lot of the credit, too,” Cyra pointed out. “But I’m glad you enjoyed it. There’s still plenty more, so feel free to get seconds.”
The room fell silent as everyone continued to eat and drink, and I just sat back with my coffee mug and enjoyed myself. Sunlight streamed into the ice-blue room through the wall-length windows, and the warmth on my cheeks was quite pleasant.
“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” I wondered.
“We don’t really have anything planned,” Erin said with a thoughtful expression. “A few chores need to be done, but other than that, our schedules are pretty much open.”
“What would be a fun day for you, Gryff?” Nia asked as her head tilted slightly to the side. “If you could spend the day doing anything, what would it be?”
“I feel like if you’d asked me that question two years ago, my response would’ve been wildly different,” I chuckled. “But now, I’d say that what I want most of all is to spend time with my family. We don’t have to do anything elaborate, even, I just want to make up for the time I lost, both from this last trip and the time before.”
“Awwww,” Erin drawled. “That’s so sweet.”
“We love you, Gryffie,” Layla agreed with the orange-haired pilot.
“I love you, too.” I winked at the petite mage.
“Maybe we could all take a walk together and maybe spend some time in the hot springs?” Ashla suggested as she toyed with one of her thick braids. “Then tonight we could just lounge around with the babies and a warm fire.”
“A nice day and night at home sounds wonderful,” I agreed with the ice mage. “And so does a long soak.”
