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plugged her nose. She was fairly certain that there weren’t
enough breath mints in the world to fix the stink coming from his pie-hole.
    Chehon released her and approached the cell. Two of
Moktanal’s four hands swiped out in Chehon’s direction. The brown scales that
covered his body shed some of the dirt and grime that had settled on them over
the years. A magical sizzle filled her ears as the magic held and Chehon
avoided damage from the blow. The water became murky with the debris. They
needed to work fast. She quickly swam to where Chehon hovered. He’d already
begun on the enchantments that would reinforce the cage.
    Breeze placed her hands on his strong back, pushing energy
into him. The muscles twitched beneath her palms as their magic flowed as one
into their work on the prison. As Chehon mended the bars, Breeze began the soft
soothing words that would put the big bastard Moktanal to sleep. Sleeping
spells were one of her favorites to use. She loved the soft Gaelic words.
    The beast became more docile the further she got into the
spell. To ensure she put enough staying power behind her words, she drifted
away from Chehon so that she wouldn’t split the power between them. Even though
Moktanal had calmed considerably, she could feel him fighting against her.
Apparently four years of slumber had done a good job of building up his energy.
She needed to pack more of a punch so she let the lightingspell go as she focused more on Moktanal.
    In the soft green blue glow of the cell, she continued to
chant. The beast slowly lost his foothold on consciousness. It had taken more
out of her than she’d originally thought it would. As it stood, she only
retained a quarter of the power they had generated on the beach. Kicking her
feet, she swam toward Chehon. He’d made progress on the repair. She touched his
back, pushing what reserve she had into him so that he could weave the magic
needed.
    After a few minutes she could tell by the slowing in his
progress that he was running low. Damn if that young witch hadn’t done a number
to this cell. After they were through, Breeze decided she would have to meet
this little blood user herself. Better to make friends with someone of that
power now as opposed to later.
    Chehon would keep recharging since they were in the water,
but he needed the boost of power that she gave. It was the whole reason she was
here. They would have to generate more. She ran her hands down his back the
traced them around his hips and to the front. Her fingertips grazed across his
hard length and she smiled. Apparently he was game. She pushed his shorts down
and he kicked them free.
    Breeze gripped his cock and begun to caress it with a lazy
stroke of her hand. His free hand found hers and he pulled her in front of him.
She didn’t protest releasing his cock as he positioned her. The warm wall of
his chest heated her back as his dick pressed against the seam of her ass. She
spread her legs as his fingers made a slow track down her abdomen and beneath
her panties.
    Chehon slid one thick finger inside her core and she leaned
her head back, finding his eager mouth. The kiss was sensual and slow, matched
to the rhythm of his finger working her delicate inner flesh. Another digit
joined in and Breeze moaned as he rubbed her G-spot. He continued to pour
energy into his spell as he generated more in her. They fell into a
generate-and-siphon cycle that had her hips undulating against his talented
fingers. Pleasure washed through her pussy again and again. Each pump of
Chehon’s hand brought her closer to a climax that would have her fisting his
fingers.
    Her cunt quivered and he pulled his fingers free before she
went over the edge. The bite of fabric pulled tight against her hips, and then
was gone as the scrap of silk floated away. Chehon’s hard cock slid home and
she gave a soundless whimper as he pumped his hips and ground his pelvis
against her ass.
    Breeze moaned as he stretched her and fucked her deep.