Book Six: Chapter 72

His back hurt, and his legs were sore from being folded. He was fairly certain that he would have bruises, but his dick was still so hard, it felt like it would break. “We’re not done,” he told her, and snapped his fingers.

Stray sparks around the room coalesced onto the giant, and she moaned, spreading her legs for him. He knelt between them and slid his cock between her pussy ribbons, sighing as their sweet heat enveloped him once more. Burying his face between her breasts, he pounded her from above, concentrating on that swirling mass of energy at her core.

The magic pulsed back and forth between them, and when she tried to sit up, he found the strength to push her back down. The spirit cried out in joy, singing Christmas carols as he filled her once more, making sure to push his magic up into every nook and cranny of her being. With a loud cry, he blasted her insides with enough spooge and magic that he nearly blacked out.

His cock shrank to its normal, flaccid