The Book Lover Ch. 29

Jaleh knocked on the door, hoping that someone would open it.

She knew Rebecca was inside the house, but did not know if anyone else was home, and wasn't sure if Rebecca would be in any mood to answer it. If she'd still had access to Jessie's powers, she could have reached into the girl's mind and make her feel an urge to get up and come answer the door.

But with Jessie gone, she had returned to the resonance she'd had when alive, which meant she was merely saMpadyate.

She was able to look into her mind, however, and determine that she intended to stay in her bed and hope that whoever was at the door would go away.

Jaleh had no intention of honoring that wish, however. She knocked again, louder and more insistently, then rang the doorbell twice.

She sensed Rebecca's annoyance, but she still intended to just wait it out, so Jaleh rang the bell three more times, and knocked again, even harder, until she finally felt Rebecca give up and drag herself out of bed.

A minute or so later, the door swung open.

"Jessie?" Rebecca said hopefully looking out onto the doorstep.

Jaleh just shook her head. She could see the hope on Rebecca's face turn quickly into anger.

"Get the fuck away from here," the blonde said as she started to swing the door closed.

Jaleh reached her foot into the doorway to keep the door from closing.

"Please, don't shut me out, Rebecca. We need to talk. I swear on Ahura's name that I had no idea Hamid was planning to do this. I honestly had no idea he was even capable of any of this. I am so, so sorry that any of this happened."

"Why should I believe anything you say?" Rebecca spit out, still trying to close the door in spite of Jaleh's foot being in the way.

"You probably shouldn't," Jaleh said dejectedly. "You have every reason to hate me. But please, just let me in for a moment. I need you to know that I am every bit as upset by what Hamid has done as you are. Maybe even more upset because I thought I knew him, which makes all of this feel like a betrayal to me. I think we both need a friend right now."

Jaleh felt the pressure on the other side of the door let up. It was only a little, but it allowed the door to swing open just enough that she could step inside of it. She immediately wrapped Rebecca into her arms and gave her a big hug.

"Ahura, I am so sorry," Jaleh said to the girl.

She could feel Rebecca sobbing into the hug, so she just held her, using her foot to close the door behind her.

Rebecca pulled back from the hug.

"So, I guess that you're not pregnant yet, since it is still you and not Jessie?"

"Actually, I am pregnant, or was pregnant, anyway. But that isn't what completes the spell. Hamid never actually told us what completes the spell, so he never actually lied, and no one called him on it."

"Wait, what do you mean you were pregnant?"

"I got pregnant," Jaleh explained. "But I am not going to stay that way. I can feel the hormones my body wants to secrete to make a place where the babies can grow and develop, and I am making sure those hormones never get made. It will be a very short pregnancy. Once I found out what Hamid's real plans were, there is no way I want to go along with them."

"So, what are Hamid's real plans?" Rebecca asked.

Jaleh sighed deeply and closed her eyes, not wanting to admit what Hamid, the man she had always looked up to, had done.

"To keep these bodies until they die, then transfer our consciousness into the children. Then repeat that process, over and over again, living with young, healthy, powerful bodies forever."

"Jesus," Rebecca whispered. "That's why he said he would have many concubines."

Jaleh nodded.

"So where are Jessie and Ethan?"

"I don't know," Jaleh admitted to her. "Hamid destroyed the book."

"He what?"

"He said he burned the book. I can no longer feel Jessie. Nor can I access her memories."

"She's... she's,,, gone?" Rebecca questioned.

"I don't know. I really hope not. But I can't feel her anymore. I hope that Tom can still feel her when he gets home. Maybe then we can figure some way out of this. He's an incredibly smart man, with a connection to Jessie much more powerful than mine."

Jaleh could see the look in Rebecca's eyes. She didn't even need to reach inside the girl's consciousness to know what she was feeling. There was deep, deep sadness, and a sense of incredible loss, but mostly there was rage. The rage was mostly directed at Hamid, but there was enough of it that it definitely spilled over onto Jaleh.

"So, you've truly fucked it all up, then," she practically spat out at Jaleh.

It most definitely was not time for defensiveness.

"Yes," Jaleh admitted. "All my life I had this idea that Hamid was almost perfect. He always seemed so wise, so compassionate, and so forgiving. Of course, I have always been selfish, and petulant, and impulsive, so I think I never really dug deeper to see what he was truly like, as I was too focused on my own desires. I got hints of it towards the end, when I saw where his obsession with saving me was taking him, but by that point I was too sick to care. I just wanted it to be over."

She paused and took a deep breath. Then shook her head.

"Not that this is any excuse," Jaleh continued, "but he clearly fooled Jessie as well. Perhaps that was because most of his interaction with her involved him trying to make her see me the way that he sees me. Perhaps it was ultimately his love for me, which I believe is very real, that made us both believe he was better than he really is."

Jaleh could sense that the rage Rebecca felt towards her might be tempering a little.

"What's important now is trying to figure out a way we can stop him. I have no intention of allowing his plan to succeed. I will not bear him the children that will let him live forever. Eventually he will realize I am not pregnant anymore. I have to hope I can keep him from realizing I did that on purpose, and that I am keeping myself from ever getting pregnant again, also on purpose. I have to somehow keep him distracted until Tom gets home and we can see if there is still some hope of bringing Jessie and Ethan back."

"Fuck," Rebecca said through clenched teeth. Jaleh could feel her steeling herself to do something she didn't want to do.

"What?" Jaleh asked her.

"I think I know how we can do that," Rebecca said.

"You don't need to be involved, Rebecca. This is my mess to clean up."

"I know I don't need to be involved, but if there is any hope of making this all right again, I want to be involved. Even if it's going to hurt like hell."

Jaleh stepped forward and wrapped Rebecca in her arms yet again.

"I am so sorry about this, Rebecca," she said quietly.

Hamid stepped up onto the porch, and tried the handle. The door was unlocked. He smiled to himself as he turned the handle and slipped quietly into the house. This couldn't have worked out any better. He knew Jaleh was upset with him, but he knew that eventually she would come around. The power the two of them would wield, in a world unused to having anyone with this kind of power, would be intoxicating, and Jaleh would be unable to resist its call to her. Of that he was quite certain.

He walked quietly through the house, knowing exactly where he needed to go, he could feel them, and knew where they were. He stepped up to the door into a room at the back of the house. Once again, the door was unlocked. He turned the handle, slowly opening the door and stepping inside, seeing the two women sitting on the bed, with Jaleh's arm wrapped around the woman who was to be his first concubine.

"Ah, my queen," he said as he stepped inside the room, "thank you for leading me to this tasty little morsel. I was afraid she was going to get away from me before I could properly break her in."

"You are welcome, my king," Jaleh responded. "I am sorry I overreacted when I learned of your plans. I had grown rather fond of Jessie during my time with her. I am grateful that we can finally be together again. Thank you for making this happen."

"Anything for you, my queen. It has always been about you. You know that."

"Yes, my king. Thank you for that."

Hamid smiled as he took in the sight of the lovely blonde on the bed with Jaleh. He of course knew her name, he could easily see that in the memories he had explored from Ethan before he had burned the book, and he could also see that in her own memories as he explored them. She would never be known as Rebecca to him however. That would be part of the process of breaking her. He looked deep into her eyes.

"Stand up, Agrima," he said to her, pushing an understanding into her consciousness that this was to be her new name as his concubine. It was a name derived from the word meaning first in his original language, fitting for her as his first concubine in this new body of his.

He could sense the words she was forming to speak to him in her head. She wanted to say 'fuck you, asshole, get the fuck out of my house,' which didn't seem appropriate to say to her new master, so he prevented her from saying them, and instead put his own words into her mouth.

"Yes, master," she said, slowly standing up from the bed, unable to break eye contact with him as she did it.

Ahura, this one was going to be a lot of fun. It wasn't many decades before Hamid had become king that his people had learned to tame and breed horses, unleashing the power of these magnificent animals. As a young man, Hamid had loved the process of breaking a new horse. While the servants preferred breaking horses that they had bred themselves, Hamid preferred capturing wild ones, loving the challenge it represented.

He also quickly realized that the best horses were, without question, the most difficult ones to break. The wilder, and more free-spirited the animal, the more useful it was to him after he broke it.

Once he became king, he realized the same thing was true of his concubines, although he never encountered one the first time around that was anything like this one. Women in his day were naturally more subservient, and as a king, none of them really had much choice but to submit to him anyway. He still preferred those that offered some resistance to his control, but none of them were ever as resistant as Agrima. She was as wild and strong willed as any of the finest horses Hamid had ever owned, and he was going to thoroughly enjoy breaking her.

He could sense her pushing, hard, against his will, and he loved feeling her opposition.

"Undress for us, Agrima," he said simply and quietly, pushing hard against her desire to use some very choice words to tell him no. He exerted his power over her to make her remove the loose-fitting shirt she was wearing, revealing her to be topless underneath it.

He could feel how badly she wanted to escape the power of his will and he smiled at how exquisite it felt to him to ensure that she could not escape it.

She fought against him as he made her reach down to lower the pajama bottoms she was wearing, revealing a plain, white pair of panties underneath. She reluctantly stepped out of the pants, then pushed her panties to the floor as well, revealing her naked body to him and Jaleh.

"You are very beautiful, Agrima," he said to her.

She desperately wanted to yell at him, telling him her name wasn't Agrima, telling him to leave her alone, to get away from her and never return. Instead she said what he made her say.

"Thank you master."

"I see you have experience in being with a woman," Hamid said to her.

Once again, he had to force her to answer him.

"Yes, master," she said.

"Excellent," he replied. "My queen would love for you to pleasure her, wouldn't you my queen?"

"Yes, my king," Jaleh replied softly.

He entered Jaleh's mind.

-Undress for me, child-

He pushed into her consciousness to make sure she knew that it wasn't really an option. She stood and quickly undressed, then sat back down on the edge of the bed, naked, with her legs spread wide open, exposing her beautiful pussy. These bodies they had been given for this second chance at life were absolutely incredible. Jaleh's new body was stunning in every conceivable way, and Ethan's body was fit, and strong, with a penis that was incredibly big and powerful.

God this was incredible. He had longed for this moment for thousands of years, and it was far better than he had ever imagined.

He looked back at his naked concubine.

"You know exactly what to do, Agrima," he said to her.

He sensed what she wanted to do, which was to walk over and slap him, hard, across the face. That, of course, was an unacceptable response, so he took control of her body once again. He made her turn and kneel between Jaleh's spread out legs, placing her palms on Jaleh's thighs and leaning in until her face was inches away from that incredible pussy.

Then he pushed an overwhelming desire into the girl, with a considerable amount of energy. He knew he could spare the energy, he would soon be taking it back from her. He could feel her body's response, her skin flushing with arousal, her nipples hardening, blood flowing into her sex to engorge and lubricate it.

She moaned loudly in response to that desire. And still she pushed back against him, trying to keep from doing what he desired of her. Rather than upset him, her resistance thrilled him to the core. This one was going to be a lot of fun.

He directed his energies to Jaleh in that moment, willing her next move, which was to reach out with her hands, grab Agrima's head and pull her mouth onto her open and waiting pussy.

Both women moaned at the desire Hamid pushed into them. It was time for Hamid to get undressed. His incredible penis needed to be put to good use, filling his new concubine's pussy and making her scream in orgasm while pleasuring Jaleh.

Ah yes. This was going to be a fabulous new shot at life.

Her pussy felt fabulous as he sunk his big fat shaft deep inside while he knelt behind her, watching as Jaleh used the girl's mouth to pleasure herself.

He immediately began driving this new concubine's desire higher and higher, pushing her towards an orgasm, making her forget about her resistance to his power over her the closer and closer she got to her own climax. When he sensed that she was right on the edge, he wet his index finger in his mouth and then slipped it into her ass, while pushing her over the edge with a burst of energy directly into her consciousness, and just like that, this girl who wanted nothing to do with him was screaming in orgasm on his penis.

"Ahura, yes, this is so good," Hamid said to Jaleh, looking her deep in the eyes as the couple joined their new concubine in orgasm.

It was almost a week later when Hamid found himself slipping into the guest bedroom late at night, naked and ready for what was to come.

Agrima was naked on the bed. She was not allowed to wear clothes at all in the apartment, her forced nakedness being used to reinforce her subservient status. Several times they had ordered food to be delivered to the apartment, and Hamid had sent Agrima to answer the door, not allowing her to cover herself in any way, even though she desperately wanted to. She needed to learn that she was an object and that he intended to treat her as such at all times.

Of course, he had followed the script he always used in trying to break either a person or an animal. Push them hard past their limits, and then reward them generously. Agrima had been given the most intense orgasms imaginable, over and over again. He had fully expected that by this point she would have begun to yield to him. He was finally starting to feel frustration that she continued to resist in spite of the enormous pleasure he had given her when she yielded to him.

She was awake, waiting for him. Not willingly, of course, she hadn't done anything willingly all week. But he had made her wait, lying awake and naked on the bed, listening to Jaleh's pleasured cries as Hamid fucked her ass.

Now he was presenting the penis that had just been deep inside his queen's ass to her mouth. She could easily smell where it had been and clearly didn't want to open her mouth to take it in. But she did anyway. She didn't have a choice in the matter. He slid his well used shaft into her mouth.

"Yes," he moaned at the sensation, "taste where my penis has been, Agrima. Know what it tastes like before I slide it into your ass for the first time."

He felt her resistance to the idea of his marvelously big penis taking her anal virginity. He didn't care. Up to this point, he had always planned to push her past her resistance in order to bring her immense pleasure. Not this time. This time he was going to show her that her continued resistance would deny her the pleasure he had been freely giving her all week long. He intended to make her beg to bring that pleasure back to her, using that as an incentive for her to finally yield her will to him.

He was going to break her. Up to this point, it had been an interesting challenge to him. But, she was resisting past the point where he was enjoying the challenge. He didn't intend to hurt her, not yet at least, but she wasn't going to get any more of the intense rewards that he had so readily provided when he pushed past her resistance.

After enjoying her mouth on his penis for several minutes, he pulled away from her.

"On your knees on the bed, Agrima, face down, ass up. It is time for you to learn what it is like to be fucked in the ass."

He once again pushed her to comply with his orders, making her take the desired position by force of his own will over her consciousness. He knelt behind her.

SMACK!

He swatted her ass with his hand. Not hard enough to really do any damage - he had no intention of damaging his first concubine - but hard enough to let her know that he was in charge and she could do nothing about it. Tonight, she would be nothing more than an object for his pleasure, not someone who got to share in that pleasure.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

He spanked her several more times before reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. Her ass looked delicious sticking up like that. He had hoped to wait until he had broken her to take her anally, but it was too late for that now. It was time for her to learn that her continued resistance was wearing very thin.

Hamid watched as Agrima returned from work several nights later. She stepped into the apartment and immediately began to undress, without any prompting from him. She folded her clothes into a neat little pile by the front door and then walked into the living room where Hamid was sitting and enjoying a cold beer. She was completely naked, as she knew was expected of her. She stepped in front of where he was sitting and then knelt on the floor, looking up at him.

He looked back down at her and smiled. He had done nothing to control her actions since her arrival. This was a first for this lovely concubine.

"Please, master," she said to him. looking up pleadingly into his eyes.

"Please what, Agrima?" he asked.

"I need you to give me the pleasure you have been denying me, master. I need to feel you deep inside my pussy. I need to orgasm on that spectacular cock again."

"I can give you so much pleasure, Agrima, far more than you have ever experienced if you will willingly yield to me. Let go and accept who you are now, and the pleasure you will feel will be magnified greatly. You will serve me, and I will see to your every need, and the pleasure I will bring to you will be extraordinary."

"Yes, master. That is what I desire, master."

"Who are you, then child?"

"I am Agrima," she said.

"And what are you?"

"I am your first concubine. There will be others, but I will always know that I was the first. I will strive to not only be the first, but always be the best. Now please master. I need you to make me cum again."

Hamid looked over at Jaleh, who had come in from the kitchen to witness what was happening. She was smiling back at him.

He had done it!

He had finally broken her. There were only a few nights left before Tom returned from his trip. He was going to thoroughly enjoy these final few nights with this woman who had, finally, yielded to him. It was going to be very intense as the three of them shared their bodies together. Agrima would be given much greater pleasures than she had previously experienced as a reward for her submission. She would always be his after this.

"I need you to agree to do something for me, Agrima," he said to her, "and then I will give you the pleasure you desire."

"Anything, master," she said.

It was incredible to finally hear her say that without any prompting from him.

"When Tom comes home, Jaleh and I are going to be gone for a bit. I wish to avoid an immediate confrontation. I want you to stay behind and distract him for a while. Let's get him settled in before Jaleh comes back to convince him how perfect his life can be with this new arrangement."

"How shall I distract him, master?" She asked with a smile, as though she already knew.

"By giving him the greatest sex he has ever had, of course. Do not deny him any pleasure. Help him forget that he ever desired any other woman. Show him what ready access to my concubines will be like."

"Yes master," she said. "Now may I please have your wonderful cock?"

"Of course, Agrima. God how I long to show you pleasure like you have never seen before."

"Thank you, master."

It was late on a Saturday night when Tom finally stepped back into the apartment in New York. He was unsure what to expect. He hadn't heard from anyone since that call from Rebecca after Hamid had essentially raped her. That had, of course, stressed him out considerably, but the tasks his company had entrusted to him were important enough that he had to keep all of his focus on them. He had been successful in getting several new, large clients, and had helped make sure the software installations he had come to oversee had gone without a hitch.

But now that he no longer had work to distract him, he was almost sick with worry. His calls to Jessie's phone had gone unanswered. He had no idea what he would find in the apartment when he arrived. He even worried that he might not be able to get into his own apartment. If Hamid had truly taken over, perhaps he would have had the locks changed while Tom was gone.

He stepped into the apartment. There was only one light on, in the kitchen. There, seated at the table, was Rebecca. Her face lit up when she saw him. She stood and literally ran to him, jumping into his arms, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him deeply.

"Oh god, Tom," she said, "it is so good to finally see you again."

"Why are you even here, Rebecca?" He asked. "I thought you were going to stay with your sister and avoid this place all together."

"That was the plan," she said. "But sometimes plans need to change. Jaleh and I decided we needed to keep Hamid distracted until you got home and we could figure out what to do next."

"So, you spent all this time with him? Oh god, Rebecca, I am so sorry you had to go through with that."

"It's okay, Tom. I made the decision that it needed to be done. Once I accepted it, it really wasn't all that bad, except for a few moments here and there. Hamid wanted to convince me to give in to him by making sure the pleasure I got when he was with me was extraordinary. And he is in Ethan's body, so it was easy for me to imagine it was just Ethan. Also, he had Ethan's... ummm... cock. God, what a cock! So, the sex was really pretty intense."

"But if it's against your will, that doesn't really matter, does it?"

"But other than the first time, it wasn't against my will. I had to make Hamid think that it was of course. I worried that he would see through me pretending to resist him with all my might. But we learned pretty quickly that Hamid is very confident in his abilities to control people, and spends very little time trying to understand them better. So, he never tried to look past the resistance I showed on the surface. I made him work very hard to break through that facade of resistance, and the challenge of it distracted him. Then, when I acted as though he'd finally broken my will, he was exultant. He never realized it was all a ruse. We succeeded in keeping his focus on Jaleh and I until you got back, which was the plan."

"So, what about Jessie and Ethan?

"We don't know," Rebecca said very quietly. "Hamid told Jaleh he had burned the book."

Those words felt like a sucker punch to the gut to Tom.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed loudly. "I had a bad feeling about all of this. But it was something Jessie really wanted to do, and I trusted her to know what she was doing. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! She's gone, isn't she?"

Tom could feel his stomach turning, threatening to empty its contents right there in the kitchen. This couldn't really be happening could it?

Rebecca wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight. It wasn't much consolation for what he was feeling, but he definitely appreciated the human contact. She had comforted him once before when he had lost Jessie. And here she was doing it again.

"Jaleh still hasn't given up hope," she said to him, holding him close against her body. "although she says she can't feel her consciousness anymore. She was hoping maybe Jessie had been able to reach out to you?"

"She hasn't. Not since my flight over to Europe. Oh fuck, Rebecca, what am I going to do now?"

"I know it seems hopeless," she said gently to him. "but let's not give up hope yet. Jaleh still believes there is a way out of this. Let's get all our heads together and see if we can figure something out."

She pulled back from him enough that she could look him in the eyes. She reached up and cupped his face in her hands.

"We'll get through this together, I promise," she said, and pulled him down for a tender kiss. "I hate to ask you this, but there is something I need you to do for me."

"What's that?" He asked her.

"All this time, I spent with Hamid. He used me like I was his property..."

Tom opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off.

"It's okay," she said. "I did it willingly, and like I said, the sex was pretty incredible, but I always felt like I was just an object to him. I could really use someone who could show me what it's like to be loved again."

She pulled him down for another kiss, this time deeper, longer and more passionate than the first one.

"Will you make love to me? Please? Not fucking, not raw sex for the sake of sex, but making love because we both care about each other?"

At first it seemed like the last thing he could ever be capable of in that moment.

But she continued to kiss him, more and more urgently. His hands began to wander down her back and, almost as if they had a mind of their own, onto her ass. He moaned into their kiss.

He had been alone for the last three weeks and had a lot of pent up sexual energy. Even though he was worried about a future without Jessie, his body immediately began to respond. He could feel the blood rushing into his sex, making him hard against the warm body pressed against him. Her tongue pressed itself into his mouth and he moaned again as his hands began to squeeze her tight little derrière.

He felt his own lust begin to take control over his emotions, and suddenly his physical need began to overwhelm his worry about the future.

"I would love to," he said to Rebecca in answer to her question.

"Thank you," she said, taking his hand and dragging him towards the bedroom.

Rebecca looked up into Tom's eyes as she kissed him. It felt so good to be with him again. The weight of his body felt fantastic as it pressed down on hers, pushing her into the mattress. His naked flesh covering hers felt heavenly as he slowly and lovingly thrust himself inside of her as they made love together. For one small moment they could forget their worries and remember the time they had shared together as lovers.

She wanted him to be able to forget about his pain for just a moment, and knew that asking him to help her would be the best way to get him to agree. That was just the kind of man he was.

She had no idea if they would be able to get Jessie and Ethan back.

The one thing she did know was that if they couldn't she would do everything in her power to give him the love and support he needed to make it through all of this. She knew she could never replace Jessie, but she could love him with every fiber of her being and try to help him piece his life back together. She wanted him, in that moment, to understand that.

"Thank you for this," she whispered up to him as he made tender love to her. "It is exactly what I needed."

"Thank you," he replied, kissing her deeply, "for always being here when I most need you."

"I will always be here whenever you need me most," she said, "no matter what happens."

They kissed again, their bodies sharing a moment of tender intimacy together before they faced the challenges presented to them.

Tom awoke, the brightness around him hurting his eyes. He knew immediately where he was, the bright white sky and rolling hills covered in the greenest grass imaginable making it obvious to him.

As had happened the last time he visited here, he found himself lying, naked, on his back, looking up at the impossibly bright sky. He lifted his head and saw something that gave him a feeling of the most exquisite joy imaginable.

Jessie!

She was standing several feet away, her incredible naked body on display to him just a short distance away.

"Hello Tom," she said with a smile.

He stood but found himself unable to walk towards her. Seeing her, however, was enough in that moment.

"Jessie?" he said excitedly.

"Who else would it be?"

"Am I dreaming?" He asked.

"Well, yes and no. You are asleep, so this meeting is taking place in a dream state, but it is still very real."

"Are you dead, then? Please tell me you are not dead!"

"I am not dead. I am confined to the book, for now at least. But I am no more dead than you. This is the only way I can reach you, and I needed you closer to be able to do it at all."

"But Hamid destroyed the book, didn't he?"

Jessie laughed.

"Hamid thought he destroyed the book, just like you thought you sent it to Moscow. I used his own protection spells against him. I hope that school notebook stashed in the back of the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet wasn't super important. Pretty sure that's what Hamid destroyed instead."

"So, you are still alive?"

"Indeed."

"And Ethan?"

"He is here with me, of course. I had to cut the book off from the well of souls completely so that Hamid wouldn't realize he failed in destroying it. I'm hoping that he won't be able to feel it as I reach out to you via Elysium. Doing it in the middle of the night should make that even less likely since I'm hoping he's asleep. We need to keep this as short as possible, however, just in case. Get the book. Open it up. Prick your finger so you can drop a little blood inside of it."

"Where is it?"

"I already told you, silly. I think we can fix this, but I have to cut this off now."

Tom immediately sensed the sky getting dark around him. Within seconds, he could no longer see anything except the vague shapes of the hills around him, and then there was blackness, once again.

Tom awoke with a start, sitting up in bed immediately. Sunlight filtered in through the windows, letting him know it was no longer the middle of the night, which is when Jessie had said she had come to him. He looked over at the clock. it was after 10:00 in the morning.

"Shit!" He said loudly, as a sinking feeling took root deep in his gut. Had it all just been a dream?

His exclamation woke Rebecca, lying naked in the bed next to him.

"What is it Tom?" she asked groggily, rubbing her eyes and sitting up next to him, the sheet falling down to expose her breasts to him. In other circumstances, that may have been enough to capture his attention. In that moment, he didn't really notice it.

"Please, please, please tell me that wasn't just a fucking dream," he said, jumping out of bed and rushing into the closet where a small metal filing cabinet was located, not giving a shit that he was still naked.

Rebecca followed him into the closet.

"What's going on?" She asked as he frantically pulled on the latch holding the bottom drawer shut. He barely noticed that Rebecca even said anything as he was so focused on finding out if he just dreamed that interaction with Jessie.

He practically knocked the filing cabinet over as he yanked the bottom drawer out, desperately searching in the back of the drawer.

"Fuck!" he yelled as all he could see was a bunch of old bills, waiting to be shredded.

"Seriously, Tom, what the fuck is going on?" Rebecca asked again, but once again she was ignored as Tom began violently pulling old bills out from the back of the cabinet, swearing as he tossed them mindlessly behind him, causing Rebecca to have to step back to avoid getting pelted by the barrage of papers.

The paper and the expletives continued to fly in rapid succession as Tom began to empty the back of the drawer, his anxiety increasing with every handful of paper he tossed behind himself.

Just as he was about to give up all hope, his fingers touched something that felt more like leather than paper. He pushed the papers aside, and there it was, a plain book, bound in some sort of thick skin with no markings on the outside of it.

"Fuck yeah!" he shouted excitedly, reaching in to grab the book and yank it from the drawer, jumping up excitedly and throwing his hands up in the air triumphantly, as though he'd just been handed the Super Bowl MVP trophy.

He turned to see the naked Rebecca, looking worriedly at him, only then realizing how ridiculous he had to look jumping around while completely naked.

He laughed almost maniacally at the absurdity of it all and ran forward to grab Rebecca and kiss her passionately.

"Is that...?" Rebecca began to ask.

"Yes," Tom practically shouted, "it's the book! We have the fucking book!"

"I thought Hamid destroyed it," Rebecca said.

"Hamid thought Hamid destroyed it. But the book has spells to protect itself. Jessie used them against him. He destroyed an old school notebook of mine, thinking it was the book."

"So, Jessie?" Rebecca said, looking down at the book in Tom's hand.

"Is right here in this book," Tom declared happily, kissing her again before pushing past her and opening drawers in the vanity, digging around and looking for something.

Eventually he pulled a safety pin out of one of the drawers and then rushed into the bedroom, sitting down cross-legged on the bed, opening the book and setting it in front of him.

"What on earth are you doing?" Rebecca asked as she watched Tom open up the safety pin and then rather violently poke himself in the finger with it.

"What Jessie asked me to do," Tom replied.

"When did you speak with Jessie?" Rebecca asked excitedly.

"Last night, while I was sleeping," Tom said as he squeezed his finger until a drop of blood came out of the hole he'd poked in it. "She reached out to me through Elysium in my dreams."

"Elysium?" Rebecca asked.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you about it later. Right now, I have to try this."

He turned his finger over and squeezed it some more until the drop of blood fell from his finger onto the middle of the open page in the book.

They both watched, oblivious to the fact that they were still quite naked, as the drop of blood sat on top of the page for several long seconds, with nothing else happening. Then, just as Tom was about to try to squeeze out another drop of blood, the page soaked up the blood as if it was drinking it. There was literally nothing left of the droplet that had been sitting there only seconds before.

Then Rebecca gasped as the writing on the page began to shift before their eyes. What had previously appeared as characters that had been identified as a precursor to Avestan suddenly became random lines, moving about on the page and slowly coalescing into different characters in front of their eyes.

HI TOM

The words formed on the page.

"Holy shit," Rebecca exclaimed, shocked by what she was witnessing. Tom was far less surprised because he had grown used to the many wonders this book was capable of.

Tom was frustrated because he knew there was no way for him to communicate back. This was to be one-way communication only.

"Why is she communicating like this instead of just talking to you in your dreams?" Rebecca asked.

"Because she knows that reaching out through the realm of consciousness risks alerting Hamid that the book wasn't destroyed. She cut off all connection between the book at the metaphysical world. That's why Jaleh couldn't feel her. This will be horribly inefficient, but will also keep Hamid in the dark about the fact that Jessie is still around to have to deal with."

"But she reached out to you last night," Rebecca countered.

"Very briefly, in the middle of the night and using our connection through Elysium."

He saw the perplexed look on Rebecca's face.

"I'll explain it later," he assured her. "It was a risk she had to take, but she minimized it, and she won't be taking it again. I suspect if she'd tipped Hamid off last night, he'd be here already."

"Probably," Rebecca replied. She'd experienced first-hand how determined Hamid was for his plans to succeed.

They watched as the characters began to morph, slowly, in front of their eyes, eventually forming new words.

FIND JALEH

Tom immediately looked at Rebecca.

"Do you think Jaleh can be trusted, or is she compromised?"

"She can be trusted. We've been working together to distract Hamid. We've only talked briefly, and typically while Hamid is asleep, but she wants him stopped. I am sure of that. She actually got pregnant, but cutoff the hormones needed to stay that way. She doesn't want any part of his plan."

"Good," Tom replied as they watched the words slowly re-forming on the page in front of them.

GIVE BOOK

Again, the words began to scramble and reappear on the page and they waited patiently until new words formed.

BRING BLOOD

Then the words scrambled again, but when they re-formed into characters, they once again took the shape of the original Avestan characters.

Tom took this as a sign that Jessie was through with this communication.

He suspected it took considerable effort to do what she was doing, so wasted communication was unacceptable. He needed to fulfill her requests before she would try this again.

Find Jaleh.

Give her the book.

Bring blood.

He had to assume that the extra blood was to enable them to communicate with her, but she wasn't going to try that until Jaleh was involved as well.

"Can you get ahold of Jaleh?" Tom asked Rebecca.

"Yes," she said, "but not until tonight."

"Set up a meeting with her," Tom asked. Then he suddenly realized how badly he needed to pee. He'd been so distracted that he literally hadn't noticed. He made his way into the bathroom. As he stepped out, Rebecca took her turn. She stepped out of the bathroom to find him lying on his back on the bed.

She knelt on the bed next to him and leaned down to kiss him, slowly, tenderly, but sensuously.

"So there is hope," she said with a smile. "I told you not to give up all hope."

"And you were right," Tom replied.

She continued kissing him. He lifted his hand and placed it softly on her ass, caressing it gently, searching for her sex as his hand moved across her.

"I'd like more of what we did last night," Rebecca said to him, her fingers tracing down across his body towards his cock which was beginning to grow.

"Me too," he said with a smile.

"Hello Tom, it's really good to see you," Jaleh said as she slipped into the booth across from where he and Rebecca were sitting.

"Yes, it is good to finally see you again," Tom agreed.

It was just after 3:00am, four nights after Rebecca had contacted Jaleh. They were in a booth in the closest 24-hour restaurant to where Jaleh and Hamid were staying. Jaleh was constantly monitoring Hamid's thread. Should he notice she was missing, Tom and Rebecca would leave immediately and Jaleh would simply claim she had woken up hungry and couldn't get back to sleep.

They chatted until the waitress took their food order, then when the food arrived they informed the waitress they wished to be left alone for a while.

Jaleh reached into a pocket and produced a glass vial with a red plastic cap full of what clearly was some of her blood. She had come prepared; having found a phlebotomist she could pay to extract a vial of her blood.

"You have the book, then?" Jaleh asked quietly.

Tom dug into his back pack and extracted the book and laid it out on the table next to the vial Jaleh had brought.

"I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am to see that," Jaleh said with a sigh. "I thought it was lost forever."

"That was necessary, of course," Tom replied. "She had to make Hamid think it was lost forever as well."

"I hadn't really considered that," Jaleh replied, "but of course it makes perfect sense. So how do we do this?"

"Take a drop of that blood and put it on one of the pages," Tom answered, "and you'll see."

Jaleh opened the book, then took the cap off the vial, placed her finger on the end of it and inverted the vial to get a little blood on her finger, then reached over and rubbed the blood onto the open page of the book.

They watched intently for several long seconds until the blood was once again completely soaked up by the book. The characters then began to move about once again until they formed a single word on the page.

JALEH

Apparently, Jessie was able to recognize their individual patterns in the blood the book was absorbing.

The words slowly rearranged themselves again, with all three of them intently watching.

NOT PREGNANT THEN

"Damn," Rebecca said, impressed with how much Jessie was able to read from the blood the book was consuming.

"She is good," Jaleh said with a smile. "I'd like to say it was because she had such a good tutor, but she is simply far more capable than any of us."

They watched the words rearranging yet again. It took some time for it to happen.

"Ahura," Jaleh said, "what an ingenious way to communicate without tipping off Hamid by using the well of souls."

"That's Jessie for you," Tom concurred.

USE BLOOD Y OR N

Tom had correctly assumed this was why she asked them to bring blood, so they could write simple responses to allow some two-way communication.

It took Jaleh several inversions of the vial onto her finger until she was able to write a crude 'N' on the page in her own blood, indicating that she was, as Jessie had correctly identified, not pregnant.

The letter disappeared as the page soaked up all the blood and the words began to shift yet again. Tom couldn't help but think about how this felt like the times he and his friends had played with a Ouija board, only much more real.

GOOD

Again, they waited while Jessie formed new words on the page.

CAN YOU GET PREGNANT

Jaleh once again began to take a little blood at a time to write a 'Y' on the page. A short time later the Y was consumed by the book.

CAN YOU TIME IT

Jaleh looked up at Tom and Rebecca and smiled.

"I can do that," she said. "I can control when I ovulate and make sure an egg is in the perfect position when I have sex."

Again, she used the blood to write a 'Y' on the page.

The book once again swallowed up the letter.

GOOD

TOM MUST WATCH

MUST B THERE

TOUCH BOOK AT CLIMAX

Tom and Jaleh immediately looked up at each other.

"Elysium!" They exclaimed simultaneously.

Tom had filled Rebecca in about Elysium, so that at least she had a general idea what they were talking about.

"What do you mean?" she asked, searching for more details.

"She wants to take all of us to Elysium. With Tom watching, Hamid and I can become one, just as Jessie and Ethan did. If he is physically present when it happens, he can be pulled into the union as well, allowing him to join us. Grabbing the book just as we enable passage into Elysium should allow Jessie and Ethan to join us as well. Not sure why she wants me to get pregnant while it is happening, but I'm sure she has a plan."

While they were talking, the words had changed on the page once again.

NEED REST OF BLOOD

Jaleh took the vial of blood and emptied it completely on the page. Once again, the page consumed it all.

MORE

Jaleh scraped enough blood off the inside of the vial to trace the letter 'N' on the page.

LATER THEN

BEFORE EVENT THOUGH

The letters rearranged themselves back into the Avestan characters, which Tom understood to mean that she had told them everything they needed to know. He closed up the book and slipped it into the backpack, then stood up.

"We should get back before Hamid realizes you are gone. Thank you for coming," Tom said to Jaleh.

"Thank you for being who you are, Tom," Jaleh said with a smile.

"Keep Rebecca informed on the timing of this," Tom said, "I'll work up some plans and make sure Jessie has the blood she needs. We probably only get one shot at this. We better get it right."

"We will," Jaleh said with more confidence than she really felt. There were a lot of moving parts here, but if anyone could figure out how to pull it off, it was Jessie and Tom.

Hamid swung the door to the hotel room open, already knowing who was on the other side of it.

"Hello, Agrima," he said to her.

She stood in the hallway, naked, her clothes in a neat pile by the door, a symbol of her willingness to submit to him.

"Hello, master. I have missed you," she replied.

"And I have missed you," he agreed.

"It is time though," she said.

"Time for what my concubine?"

"Time for you to come back to the apartment," she replied. "Tom is out of town for a few days, but you can be there when he returns this time. I believe I have convinced him of all he has to gain with this new arrangement. He has very much enjoyed our time together. I have let him know how much more pleasure he will have when you allow him access to all of your concubines."

"You have done well, Agrima. Please come in."

She stepped into the room and immediately knelt at the feet of her master. He closed the door, leaving her clothes in the hallway. He was wearing only boxer briefs, so it took him only a few seconds to lower them and present his penis to his first of many concubines.

"Thank you master. I have been craving this for days now. Tom is so much smaller than this. I need a real cock to satisfy me now."

"And you shall have one, Agrima."

He presented his hardening penis to her lips and she opened her mouth. He pushed himself inside, loving the feeling of her mouth on him and loving the fact that he had finally broken this magnificent creature.

"We will go back to the apartment tomorrow," he declared. "Tonight, I will fuck you in the hotel bed while Jaleh rides your face."

"Thank you, master," Agrima said, taking her mouth off his cock for only a moment before engulfing half of it in her mouth all at one.

"Ahura, yes," he moaned, "that feels so nice."

The three of them sat around the dinner table. Rebecca was naked, as she was always required to be. Dinner was finished, but they remained at the table, sipping slowly at their glasses of wine.

Jaleh looked across at Hamid.

"The timing is perfect, my king," she said to him with a seductive smile.

Hamid had learned that Jaleh was no longer pregnant, but if he had realized she had done it on purpose, he hadn't given her any indication of it. It was actually better for the plan that he knew she wasn't pregnant. He would be very interested in her getting pregnant again, so it would be easy to convince him to have sex with her when she knew the timing was best for it to happen.

Hamid looked at Rebecca.

"Then we will let you clean up here, Agrima," he said to her. "Tonight will be dedicated to my queen."

"As it should be, master," Rebecca responded.

Jaleh was still a little surprised that Hamid hadn't realized that they were playing him. It was easier for her to keep him from learning that she was deceiving him when she had apologized for overreacting when she had first learned of his plans. She could sense his attempts to enter her thoughts and could guard against him digging into thoughts that might give her away. Rebecca had no such defense mechanism, so she was much more vulnerable to him learning she was playing him. Jaleh worried incessantly about that weakness, and spent considerable time trying to subtly monitor Hamid's incursions into her psyche.

Fortunately for them both, Hamid still operated on his understanding of the world from when he was king, and concubines were nothing more than chattel to be used for his enjoyment. He was much more subtle in his use of power around the men that he needed to help run his kingdom. The concubines would simply bend to his will. They had little choice. Since he immediately thought of Rebecca as nothing more than a concubine, he reverted to his old behavior with her, simply imposing his will over her and never looking past the surface of her emotions, never expecting that there would be subterfuge in the actions of a concubine.

Rebecca stood and began gathering up the dishes on the table. Hamid stood and moved over to her, cupping her breast and kissing her neck gently.

"Perhaps I will come to you later tonight, Agrima."

"I would enjoy that, master," she said to him. "But will understand if you prefer to spend the whole of the night with your queen."

"Now my queen," Hamid said, turning his focus back to Jaleh, extending his hand to help her stand, then pulling her in for a hug and a kiss. "Let us see if we can get you pregnant again. I had so wished to see your belly expand as you carried a son for me back when we were first alive. It is a longing I carry with me to this day. Hopefully we will be more successful this time."

"Yes, my king. Ahura, how I wish to finally carry your children."

Hamid took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom.

It was time!

Tom sat in a cafe across the street from the apartment, on a laptop, working on a coding problem for work. He needed his mind focused on something other than Jaleh, Rebecca, and Hamid, and needed to be away from the apartment to make it unlikely Hamid would notice his presence.

But he also needed to be close enough that he could get into the apartment when it was go time. Their hope was that Hamid would be so focused on Jaleh and the sex they were having, trying to make her pregnant in order to complete the spell.

This was the one part of Jessie's plan that he was unsure about. Why did she want Jaleh to get pregnant?

He had been reasonably confident he understood most of the other elements of the plan. She wanted Jaleh and Hamid to have sex, and she wanted Tom to watch it happen. This had to be related to Elysium. They had discovered that it was the act of being observed that allowed a combination of the resonances of two Magi to lock into a state where they became combined into a single entity. This is what enabled passage into Elysium.

The fact that she wanted Tom physically present when it happened meant that she wanted him to be brought into Elysium as well, which made sense because it was the observer's presence in Elysium that allowed them to be stable there.

Finally, asking Jaleh to have the book at the moment of climax could only mean that Jessie needed her and Ethan to be brought into the union as well and thereby taken with the group to the Elysian fields.

She was planning to use the Elysian fields to allow Jessie and Ethan to wrest control of their bodies back.

But that still left two things unaccounted for. Why did she want Jaleh to get pregnant, and why did she need them to give her blood?

He had a working theory, but had no idea if it was what she was really up to. Given that she clearly had an ability to manipulate the characters they could see when looking at the book, perhaps she also had the capability of rewriting the spells Hamid had written into the book? But in order to make actual, permanent changes to spells that were originally written in blood, she would need blood, wouldn't she?

Thus, his working theory was that she was attempting to modify the spell Hamid had written, but that the modification still required her body to be pregnant in order for the spell to be completed?

It was the best working theory he could come up with.

As he sat there, working on his coding problem, his phone chimed that he had received a text.

It was from Rebecca!

R: It is starting. Time to start watching.

He closed the laptop and opened the app on his phone that gave him access to the feed from the GoPro he had installed in the bedroom before Hamid and Jaleh had come back to the apartment while he was supposedly on a business trip.

He had Bluetooth headphones in, so that only he could hear what was happening. He needed to try to make sure no one else could see what he was seeing on his phone. He was quite certain this was going to be very NSFW.

The video came up on his phone.

Hamid and Jaleh were standing in the bedroom, kissing as their hands were exploring each other's bodies.

Hamid spoke to Jaleh in a language which sounded completely foreign to Tom.

It was quite disorienting to him to see what he recognized as Ethan's body, standing next to the woman he recognized as his own wife, but speaking in a language that sounded unlike any language he had ever heard.

It reinforced the idea in his head that Ethan and Jessie were not in possession of the bodies he was seeing.

Jaleh responded, also in the bizarre language he had heard Hamid speak. For whatever reason, he had expected them to be speaking English to each other, but he realized that didn't make sense at all. When they were around people who spoke English, they could use their abilities to speak in the language those people would understand. But when it was the two of them, all by themselves, they would speak in the language that they knew, a language which had been dead for thousands of years, which would make it sound unlike anything Tom had ever heard.

They spoke quietly in this eerie language and they continued to kiss as Hamid slowly unbuttoned the blouse that Jaleh was wearing, pushing it off her shoulders to reveal that she was braless underneath it.

Tom watched Hamid smile as he took in the sight of her bared breasts, speaking quietly again as he leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Tom imagined Hamid might have commented on just how perfect the breasts on Jessie's body were, for they were indeed absolute perfection.

Jaleh moaned as Hamid lavished his attention on her breasts, cupping them in his hands as he used his tongue and lips to tease and excite her nipples.

Tom stood, having already paid for the meal he had ordered. It was time to make his way over to the apartment.

Jaleh moaned loudly as Hamid slid a finger inside of her. He had slowly and carefully stripped her naked, as he lavished attention on her exposed body. Their shared resonance, while not quite as powerful as what she had experienced when Jessie and Ethan were together, caused her nerves to tingle in exquisite pleasure everywhere he touched her. With his finger inside of her, the walls of her pussy vibrated with delicious waves of energy.

She felt her body's response to being at the absolute height of fertility, making her feel an almost desperate desire to be fucked and filled with the seed of a lover.

"You are so ready, my queen," Hamid said to her as his finger sunk easily inside of her sex which was drenched with her own lubrication, her body having fully prepared itself to be penetrated and inseminated.

"Yes, my lord," she replied. "I feel an intense need to be bred."

"A need I will happily fulfill," he replied, stepping back to quickly undress, exposing his magnificent cock, fully hard, fully ready to give her the seed her body craved.

She tried really hard to focus on the desire she felt in that moment, and not on the fact that if all went according to Jessie's plans, it might be the last few moments she ever spent with Hamid. She had no idea where either she or Hamid would end up once they made the journey to Elysium, but she was prepared for any outcome that left Jessie and Ethan back in control of their own bodies, even if that meant she would cease to exist and remain in the Elysian fields only as a collection of memories.

But she didn't allow herself to focus on those possibilities in that moment, for fear that Hamid might sense them. Instead she focused on the desire her incredibly fertile body felt to be impregnated and the incredibly powerful physical pleasure that came from being touched by another Magi.

"Ahura how I need to be filled by that incredible penis, my lord," she said to him. climbing on the bed and lying down on her back, then opening her legs for him.

"Your wish is my command, my queen," he said as he knelt on the bed, taking her legs into his hands and spreading them even wider as he took his place, his penis poised above her entrance.

He thrust his penis deep inside of her, causing an explosion of pleasure to burst inside of her, the inner walls of her sex lit up by the energy of their resonance together.

"Ah yes, my lord," she exclaimed. "Fuck me. Give me the children that will someday take our place."

Tom stepped into the apartment at the exact moment that Hamid thrust his cock deep into Jaleh with one long, powerful thrust.

He could hear Jaleh's loud groan of pleasure over the top of the sounds in his headphones, which echoed what he could hear emanating from the bedroom, albeit with a noticeable delay. He closed the app on his phone and set his phone and his headphones on the counter in the kitchen.

Rebecca stood in the kitchen, looking as nervous as Tom felt, fully dressed and sipping on a cold beer.

"Is this going to work?" she asked anxiously.

"God, I hope so. I am confident that Jessie has a plan for all of this. I just hope it works according to her plan."

"Know that whatever happens," Rebecca replied, "you will have me by your side as long as I am capable of standing there."

"Thank you," Tom said making his way to the bedroom. It was the moment of truth. Jaleh had chosen to lie on the bed in such a way that when Hamid mounted her, the door into the room would be exactly behind him, so he wouldn't be able to visually see Tom enter.

Of course, there was no way to prevent the fact that Tom would be present next to them in the well of souls. There was no way to avoid him thinking about them while he watched them fucking on his own bed. He actually needed to be a part of what was taking place on the bed for the plan to work in the first place, so all they could do was hope that Hamid was too distracted by his need to plant his seed in Jaleh to notice Tom's presence, at least until they, hopefully, became one.

The last potential flaw in the plan involved Tom being able to place the book so that it was touching both of them at the moment they climaxed together. When he'd been present to watch Ethan and Jessie on the night of the wedding, he'd been sucked into the union of souls in the room, to the point that his voice was locked into sync with theirs, but not to the point that he physically felt what they were experiencing. He hadn't tried getting up and moving that night, so all they could do was hope that his separation from their physical sensations meant he would still be free to move over and place the book where it needed to be. Jaleh intended to wrap her legs around Hamid's torso so that half of the open book could be on Hamid's back and the other half on Jaleh's leg.

It was a lot to hope to have go right, and the time for it to happen had come. There was no going back.

He reached down and quietly turned the handle to the door, slowly swinging it open just far enough to enter. He had even oiled the hinges the night when Rebecca had gone to visit Hamid and Jaleh in the hotel, just to make sure the door made no noise when it opened.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the room, watching as Hamid's ass moved rhythmically and forcefully up and down between Jaleh's legs.

Hamid looked down into Jaleh's eyes as he thrust into her. Ahura, it felt so good to be with her again, especially knowing that he was likely going to make her pregnant again.

With their bodies touching everywhere, including deep inside of her, the pulsing flow of energy between them was absolutely incredible, feeling as though their entire beings were being welded together in erotic bliss.

"Ahura this is incredible, my queen," he said, kissing her as he pounded into her.

"Yes, my lord, it feels like heaven itself."

For a very brief moment, he felt as though there was another presence in the room. He wondered if perhaps Agrima had decided to join them, which seemed odd, since she knew only to join when he compelled her to. Just as he was going to reach into the realm of consciousness to find out what was happening, everything changed in a way that he had never imagined possible.

{OH AHURA YES, THIS IS INCREDIBLE}

Jaleh and Hamid were no longer two separate beings making love with each other, they were one combined entity, sharing everything together.

The words rang out in perfect harmony, with all three voices in the room speaking them in perfect harmony.

Had Hamid realized who was in the room with them before this perfect synchronization occurred, it likely would have changed the outcome of events, as he likely would have responded to this new intruder by separating himself from Jaleh, thus breaking their deep and encompassing connection via resonant energy flow.

But the three souls in the room became synched together, and it felt like a perfect expression of their existence. There was no longer a desire to do anything other than bask in the incredible sensations the three of them shared.

The bodies that used to belong separately to Jaleh and Hamid shared every physical sensation that either body experienced, combined into a swirling mass of incredibly powerful sensual energy, the feeling of penetrating and being penetrated combined together as one perfect expression of human existence.

While the third body did not share any of the physical pleasure, the emotional pleasure that flooded his being was staggering in the extreme, completely overloading his senses and dragging him into an unbreakable connection of their combined consciousness.

All of their desires were locked together with only one possible goal, a shared orgasm that would be unlike any other.

{YES, YES, YES, YES, YES...}

The three voices rang out in perfect unison and perfect harmony. The intensity of the fucking taking place on the bed almost immediately reached a fever pitch as each thrust caused their combined physical senses to explode in exquisite pleasure.

There would be no holding off the earth-shattering orgasm that was about to wash over all three of them.

Rebecca listened to the sounds emanating from the bedroom with a sense of awe.

Shortly after Tom slipped into the bedroom, she heard all three voices ring out in perfect harmony and perfect synchronicity. At first, she thought they were just making random, odd noises, but then she realized they were all speaking in a language completely unfamiliar to her. She had been given a summary of what had happened when they had journeyed to Elysium in the past, but it hadn't prepared her for the sounds that came from the bedroom.

It sounded incredibly eerie, but it also filled her with a sense of overwhelming joy, as though she could hear the pleasure they were experiencing in their voices, in spite of how creepy it was to hear voices combined like that.

Did she want to go see what was happening?

Moments later the voices rang out in a repetitive chant, still in words she did not recognize. Then, suddenly, all three voices broke into laughter, in exact harmony with each other.

For a split second, the incredible creepiness of the sound made her want to run away as fast as she could, but then she felt it. This was a laughter of pure, unadulterated joy. She felt herself drawn to it, this laughter increasing in intensity, combining itself with powerful moans of pure pleasure that were also building in intensity.

In spite of her initial desire to flee the sound emanating from the bedroom, she felt herself suddenly drawn towards it, personally experiencing the compelling nature of the call of The Sirens in real life.

She quickly made her way to the door and looked in. She was stunned at the intensity and frequency of the thrusts from Hamid's body into Jaleh. If she hadn't heard the sounds coming out of their mouths, she might have been tempted to think it had to be painful, especially knowing the size of the cock plundering those depths. But there wasn't a hint of pain coming from any of the voices in the room. The sound spoke of nothing but exquisite pleasure.

She looked at Tom, standing at the foot of the bed, the book in his hands, but she quickly realized the book was a complete afterthought to what he was feeling. His head was thrown back, his eyes tightly shut, his mouth hanging open with this sound that was a combination of pleasured groans and joyous laughter spilling forth from it.

She could sense how close all three of them were to an orgasm, and she soon realized that Tom was completely lost in that build up to a climax. She knew that, even though his body wasn't being physically stimulated the way Hamid and Jaleh were, he was seconds away from joining them in orgasm, and completely unable to move.

She sprang into action, rushing into the room, grabbing the book from his hands, opening it and pressing down with both hands, one holding half of the book to Hamid's back, the other to Jaleh's arm clutching that back.

{AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE}

She heard all three voices scream in unison as Hamid's body pressed forcefully down into Jaleh, the muscles in his ass spasming in what she knew was an orgasm. He was filling Jaleh up with his cum at the exact moment of her peak fertility.

Fuck!

Had she made it in time?

Hamid opened his eyes and was practically blinded by the sky above him. He recognized immediately that there was something odd about the sky, but it took him a few seconds to realize it was white and not blue like it was supposed to be. It made the sky blindingly bright.

He looked around and saw the ground around him was covered in the greenest grass he had ever seen, stretching out endlessly over rolling hills in every direction.

"Hello Hamid," he heard a voice speaking to him in his language. He looked and saw Jaleh standing naked in the grass a short distance from him.

Wait! That wasn't right. Jaleh was standing to the left of the woman speaking, several feet away, also naked, looking exactly as she had the day he had first met her thousands of years ago, before the disease had ravaged her body.

But the woman speaking looked carried a slightly younger version of the body that he had grown used to seeing Jaleh inhabit since the activation of the spell.

Jessie's body.

"Surprised to see me, Hamid?" The woman asked. To her right, he saw the body that he himself had recently been inhabiting.

Ethan's body.

He looked down at his own naked body and recognized it as the body he had possessed when he was alive.

"Jessie?" he asked, perplexed at what was going on around him.

"Took you long enough to figure that out," she said to him.

"Are we dead?"

"Oh no," she answered him. "the people whose memories are encoded in the blades of grass below you are, but we are simply visitors here, able to get a glimpse of any part of human history, but simply passing through."

"Are these the Elysian fields then?" He asked.

"Indeed, they are," Jessie replied.

"And why are you here with me? I thought..." Hamid began to say before Jessie cut him off.

"You thought you had destroyed Ethan and me after we agreed to help you?"

Hamid knew he couldn't really respond to that. That was exactly what he had thought, but saying it out loud made it seem so completely indefensible.

"For someone who was so meticulous in crafting the book, encoding it with such perfect spells and making something that was really quite a masterpiece, you seem to have gotten really careless. You made so many mistakes in the last few weeks,

Hamid, after being so careful for thousands of years leading up to now."

"What do you mean? What mistakes?"

"Well, your first mistake was the decision to destroy the book after Jaleh became pregnant. You broke the conditions you set when Ethan and I agreed to participate in your spell. Or at least you would have had you succeeded in actually destroying the book, which points to your second mistake."

"And what is that?"

"You failed to realize that the spells you built into the book to keep people from destroying it could also be used to keep you from destroying it. I'm sure Tom will miss the school notebook you burned, but not nearly as much as he would have missed me, so I suspect he'll get over it."

"But..." Hamid started to say. Jessie interrupted him again.

"But we need to go back to the first mistake, because it would have been disastrous to your original plan had you succeeded in destroying the book."

"And how is that?" Hamid asked.

"The spell was contingent on the conditions we agreed to when we activated it, which were that Ethan and I would get our bodies back when the spell was complete. I get that is a moot point given that the spell wouldn't be complete until our bodies died, but destroying the book would have made that condition impossible to meet. The spell would have ended the moment Jaleh stopped being pregnant, with no possibility of ever activating it again. You would have been able to live your life again, without Jaleh, but your dream of living forever with her by your side would have been gone forever."

"What do you mean I would have lived without Jaleh. I still would have had her with me. We still could have had a better life together."

"Ah, see, that points to your third mistake. You assumed Jaleh was loyal to you."

"Jaleh is loyal to me!" Hamid shouted. "Don't you dare say that she isn't!"

"Tell him Jaleh," Jessie said quietly.

"I was loyal to you, Hamid," she said. "You were everything to me. I admired the man you were. I admired the ruler of men you had become. I looked up to you as an example of the person I wanted to be. But then you did this. You deceived me, and the people I loved. You tricked us all into trusting you when all along you meant to destroy the person who saved me, in spite of what I had done to her. You wanted to destroy the person who had taught me a better way. All so that you could chase your own selfish desires."

"I did it all for you, Jaleh," Hamid replied. "And I didn't trick anyone."

"You might be able to lie to yourself, Hamid," Jessie responded, "but no one here but you will ever believe those lies. You should know that Jaleh chose to end her pregnancy, which would have ended the spell you so carefully crafted had you actually succeeded in destroying the book. She never would have born you children. She never would have stood by your side."

"How dare you say that...," Hamid shouted.

"She's right, Hamid," Jaleh responded. "When I realized what you had done, I realized you had become a monster. I loved you so much Hamid. But I could never have loved the monster you had become."

Jessie stepped forward, standing directly in front of Hamid.

"Your fourth mistake," she went on, "was your own ego. You were certain Jaleh was loyal to you. You were certain that Rebecca was simply a concubine that you needed to break in like all your other concubines. You were so certain of these things that you never bothered to investigate them to see if you were right. It made it easy for them to fool you, which made it possible for us to set our own plan in place, a plan which brought us all here."

"And what does bringing us here accomplish, Jessie?"

"For starters, at the very moment we all came here, I released your concubines from the prison you confined them to," Jessie said to him. "I have allowed them to come to their final resting place at last."

"What do you mean, 'their prison'?" Hamid asked. "They were never in any sort of prison."

"Of course, they were, Hamid," Jessie almost shouted at him. "You just never cared enough about them to actually notice. To you they were always sexual objects, so it only seemed natural that they would always be engaged in acts of pleasure inside your book. But the truth, had you ever bothered to find out for yourself, was that you trapped their souls in your precious little book, forever engaged in sexual acts because that is what you forced them to do in the moment you killed them all. Thousands of years of not being able to move to their final resting place, forever trapped in sexual acts they were forced to perform, but never able to achieve any sort of release, or find any peace. No other man who ever lived has designed a worse prison than that."

"I didn't force them to do anything, they volunteered," Hamid contested.

Jessie just laughed in his face.

"They volunteered because they were more afraid of what you would do to them and the others if they didn't, than they were afraid of death. Of course, they didn't realize you were planning to trap them all in the worst form of hell imaginable."

"Lies!" Hamid shouted. "It's all lies!"

"See for yourself, Hamid. Reach down and touch a blade of grass. Since I released them here precisely when we all were brought here, we were brought to the moment in history where your spell killed them all."

Jessie took his hand and guided it to a very specific blade of grass. He took the blade of grass in between his thumb and forefinger.

Ahura, what was happening!

She was looking over towards the altar. Master had put the queen's frail body on it.

Was he going to have sex with her?

How could he think about sex with her?

She was nothing but skin and bones!

Master looked around at all the women in the circle. She redoubled her efforts on the pussy of Arwa in front of her. It did feel good to have Basma beneath her, doing the same, but the situation was insane!

What in the hell was master hoping to accomplish here?

Of course, they all knew better than to deny master his wishes, especially now that the queen was dying. He had been much, much angrier once he learned the queen was dying. Who knows what he would do if no one had volunteered for this insane ritual. He might have slaughtered us all.

What would happen if the ritual failed?

What would he do to all of us?

Even worse, she began to worry, what was going to happen if the ritual succeeded? What was our destiny here? She had a feeling it would not be an improvement over her current situation either way.

Why had she been chosen for all of this? Why couldn't she just live a normal life like all her friends did?

He let go of the blade of grass, shocked at the intensity of the fear and the hatred that concubine felt towards him. He had always assumed that they did what they did because they loved him and he took care of them.

"Try another one, Hamid," she practically spat at him. "They are all the same. They all hated you, but more importantly, they feared what you would do to them and those they loved should they ever let you see that hatred."

She took his hand and guided it to another blade of grass a little bit further away.

Esma stood in the lineup with a dozen other women.

The king walked up and down the line in front of them, looking intently at all of them.

Please, please, Esma thought, let him not notice me.

The guards, when they had come to their hut, had wanted to pick Faaria. Of course, they wanted to pick Faaria. Faaria was the most beautiful girl in the whole region. Everyone knew that. But she was sweet and innocent, and only 13. Esma couldn't let them take her little sister. She just couldn't. So, she insisted they take her instead. She told their leader she would do anything for him if they picked her instead. Of course, Esma had much of Faaria's beauty, so the king would not blame them for bringing her. And the guard very much liked the offer she had made to him. He knew better than to spoil the yoni of a woman being offered to the king as a concubine, but there were other pleasures he could take from her.

And take from her he did.

But at least she kept Faaria out of the king's court. She had no doubt the king would have chosen Faaria. She did not want that to happen.

The king stopped in front of Esma, a smile on his face. He raised his hand to her face, touching it gently, running his finger across her cheeks and over her lips. He took the shift she had been given to wear and pushed it off her shoulders, letting it fall into a heap at her feet.

"Step forward," he said.

She did as she was asked.

Ahura, no! He was interested in her. Of course, he was interested in her. She had her mother's looks. She was easily the most beautiful of the girls selected for consideration to be the king's newest concubine, even though her beauty did not match that of her little sister.

At least she was going to keep this from being Faaria!

"Turn for me," the king said, his eyes exploring her body that waa on display for him.

"The rest of you are dismissed," the king said. He smiled at her. She smiled back. She knew better than to ever let him know how little she wished for this to happen. She must always let him think she was happy to have been chosen.

"Kneel for me," he said to her. "you will hereby be known as trīm-a-aēna." He said to her.

She had just become a number. She was no longer a person, just the thirty first concubine he had taken. She knew her life would no longer have any meaning other than as the king's thirty first concubine. She took a deep breath and smiled up at the king.

"Thank you, master. I am here to please you in whatever way you desire."

There were stories of what happened to the concubines who didn't love giving pleasure to the king. She did not want that to happen. He might simply take Faaria in her place. She would do her best to always play the part the king wished her to play.

Thank Ahura this was not Faaria!

"I wish I could show you what it was like for them in the book for all those thousands of years, but you trapped them in limbo. They were dead, but unable to come here to rest forever. Those memories will never be recorded in Elysium. But just imagine living five thousand years, trapped in a forced sexual act, filled with the hatred and fear you experienced in those memories, never able to escape, never able to find peace, never able to find release. Five thousand years of torture. That is what you doomed them to."

"But it wasn't at all like that for Jaleh and I," he argued.

"Because you are both Magi. You knew how to, and had the ability to, navigate outside of the physical realm. You didn't have to remain static like them, forever stuck doing what they were doing the very moment you killed them all."

"But..." he stammered.

"But what, Hamid?"

"But I was a good king," he said, although in that moment, he wasn't entirely sure it was true.

"Maybe so," Jessie replied. "I haven't explored the memories of the people you ruled, although maybe I will sometime. I can only see your interactions with Jaleh and the twelve concubines you trapped in the book. From that perspective, there is no way I can consider you good."

"What do you mean? I loved Jaleh with all of my heart."

"And you made that love consume you. You were willing to do anything not to lose it. You doomed the Magi and the empire Farshid created to complete destruction because you were consumed by your love for Jaleh. But here's the thing, Hamid. I don't believe you ever really loved her."

Hamid took a step towards her, raising his fist to strike her.

"How dare you say that to me you bitch," he screamed in rage, ready to strike her with all of his might.

But she simply reached up and took his fist her hand, and he felt all of his strength drain out of his body, causing him to collapse onto the grass.

"You have no power over me here, Hamid," she said simply. "but let me explain what I said. When Jaleh became sick, you became obsessed with the idea of your book, with finding a way to keep you two together forever. And you succeeded. But you cast everything else aside in your quest for this eternal life. Your kingdom suffered, your children suffered, even Jaleh suffered. Rather than spend time with her, you focused only on making your book a reality. Over and over again she begged you to let it go, to spend time with her and to comfort her in her last days, and then to let her go and return to ruling your kingdom."

She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath and sighing heavily, shaking her head.

"But you ignored her, Hamid. Time and time again you ignored her. You claim you loved her, and yet you repeatedly ignored her dying wishes. Yes, you found her and rescued her, and you made her a better person, but you could never teach her how to not be selfish, because selfishness was always at the core of everything you did. You didn't want to save her for her sake, you wanted to save her for your sake. It was always about you."

Hamid looked up at her, wishing to tell her that she was a liar, that she didn't know what she was talking about, but in that moment, he knew. She was right.

"When she became trapped inside of me," Jessie continued, "we worked together and learned, together, how to be better people. She finally learned how to stop being selfish, and then, because of your own stubborn selfishness, you even took that away from her, separating her from the very people who had finally given her a purpose. You also stole the one thing she had always counted on in her life."

"And what was that?"

"Her love and admiration for you. She realized, the moment you told her you destroyed the book, that you were a monster, and she hated you for that."

"No," Hamid said, with tears in his eyes, "it can't be true. She was everything to me! She loved me."

He would have liked to have gotten up and shut her mouth, but he was unable to move at all. He felt the blades of grass underneath him pushing themselves into his skin, trapping him and sapping his strength. He began to feel the fear and hatred tied up in the memories they contained as they wormed their way into his body.

"If only that were true Hamid, but you know it isn't. You know she despised you for what you did to Ethan and me. She ended the pregnancy you started in her and was only staying with you while trying to find a way to undo what you had done. Had she not found that way, she would have left you, and done everything in her power to oppose you."

"I don't believe you," Hamid said, tears falling from his face.

"Yes, you do, Hamid. You don't want to believe me, but you also know I speak the truth. I would let Jaleh tell you herself, but she is no longer here with us."

"What do you mean?"

"She is now growing inside of my belly," Jessie said. "She agreed, at my bidding, to allow the body she borrowed from me to get pregnant."

Finally, Hamid was able to smile.

"And that means I am also growing inside of you. That is how the spell works."

"And that brings us to your fifth mistake, Hamid," Jessie said with a wan smile.

"And what is that?"

"Underestimating me. You had assumed you had trapped me in the book, and that I was powerless to do anything about the spell you had put in place. Once you tried to destroy the book, you broke the contract inherent in the spell, which allowed me to change it."

"What do you mean change it? It was written into the book, you would have to rewrite the book to change it."

"Which is what I did."

"But that's not possible."

Jessie just laughed.

"Perhaps it wasn't possible for you. It was relatively easy for me. All I needed was a little fresh blood, freely given to me by those who are loyal to me, because we truly do love each other. Couple that with the nearly limitless amount of energy you foolishly left in the book, and the spells were easy enough to change. It allowed me to free the concubines from their prison. It allowed me to let Jaleh have what she wished, which was to be born as my first child. And it allowed me to erase you completely from the book. So many mistakes, Hamid, the combination of which allowed me to put an end to the book. It's still a repository of energy, which will be very useful to me, but there is no longer any place for anyone's essence to reside there again. This leaves you with no place to go, Hamid."

"You can't erase me from my own book," Hamid exclaimed.

"Of course, I can. And I did. Your left the book to me, the moment you activated your spell. That allowed me to make the changes I wished to make. Your attempt to violate our agreement by destroying the book gave me all the freedom I needed. You underestimated what a Magi as powerful as myself, armed with limitless energy, can do."

"That isn't possible," Hamid shouted.

Jessie laughed again.

"You are about to discover how possible it actually is."

"What do you mean?"

"You have no place, outside of Elysium, to go. You also have no way to leave Elysium."

"What do you mean?"

"The rules of entry and exit from Elysium are simple. You must be combined with someone else, fully one with them as you were in your last moments with Jaleh. You come in together, you leave together. Jaleh and Ethan left together, Ethan back into the body you attempted to steal from him, and Jaleh to inhabit the zygote now forming in my own body. There is no one to leave with you anymore."

Hamid finally felt a moment of triumph.

"Nor is there anyone to leave with you," he said with a smile.

Only then did Jessie step to the side to reveal that Tom was moving up behind her.

"Except for Tom of course," Jessie said with a much bigger smile than what had been on Hamid's face.

"But he isn't Magi," Hamid said.

"And yet, here he is," Jessie said. "It was his presence in the room that allowed you and Jaleh to become one for the first time ever. That enabled him to be part of the union. You felt it happen, but by that time there was nothing you could do about it. It's actually his presence here, as the observer that allowed two Magi to become one, that allows our presence here to be stable."

Tom moved up to take his place next to Jessie.

"Once he and I leave, your presence here will no longer be stable, but you also have no way to leave, and no place to go even if you leave. I am not sure what that will mean for you. Will you simply take your place as a collection of memories, or will you be trapped in limbo, in much the same way as you trapped all your concubines? I think it's safe to say you will not be a visitor here, free to move about as you please. The way your body is being dragged down into the blades of grass seems to confirm that. Normally it would deeply concern me that I don't know the fate I am leaving for you, but the fact that you were willing to ruin the lives of everyone around you, including your own queen, the woman who loved you more than life itself, frees my conscience of any concern for your fate."

She turned towards Tom, pulling him into a hug.

"Come on Tom, it is time to go."

"Wait!" Hamid said desperately. "You can't leave me here like this."

He struggled against the blades of grass that had been threading themselves into his skin everywhere they touched him. He was completely unable to move against them.

"I have no other option but to leave you here like this. You chose this path, Hamid. There were so many other paths you could have chosen, and you picked to maximize the destruction of everyone around you. And this is the result. We all get to pick the choices we make Hamid. We don't often get to pick the consequences of those choices, however."

He watched as their bodies began to slowly merge together into one body, and as they did they began to fade away until they entirely disappeared.

With Jessie no longer there to distract him, he felt the blades of grass, growing into his skin, and with it he could feel the memories assaulting his consciousness. he exerted all the energy he could muster to try to escape their grip, but he couldn't move even a millimeter in any direction.

"Noooo!"

He tried to scream as he felt the combined terror of all of those memories beginning to overtake him, but with no one else there to hear him, no sound actually came out of his mouth. His body was slowly being consumed by the grass around him, swallowing him up in the memories of the concubines that he only now realized never wanted anything to do with him.

Jessie opened her eyes. It was still night time, but there was a small lamp turned on so she could recognize that she was in the bedroom of their apartment. She was back in her body!

She immediately began to search inside of herself, panicked over the one part of her plan she had been completely unable to control.

There had only been one way to save Jaleh. She could only modify the original spell so far. She was free to do anything she wanted with Hamid the moment he nullified his agreement by attempting to destroy the book.

But for Jaleh, who was fully in agreement with the spell as explained to her, Jessie could only return her to the condition specified by the spell, which meant Jessie's body had to be pregnant for Jaleh to have a place to grow inside of her. And it couldn't be the pregnancy that happened when the old spell had been in force. Had Jaleh not chosen to end that pregnancy, all hope would have been lost, as the orginal spell would have remained in force as long as that pregnancy lasted, even if Hamid had destroyed the book.

She knew that Jaleh would do everything she could to maximize the chances of getting pregnant again, but there was no way to ensure it happened in time, if at all.

She assumed that since Ethan and Jaleh were able to leave Elysium together it meant Jaleh had a place to go, but she couldn't be sure of that.

But, as she explored inside her consciousness, she found what she was looking for. Jaleh's pattern, tiny and wispy, but lit up and ALIVE!

"Yes!" she practically shouted, realizing that all of Jaleh's memories were still inside of her and fully accessible. The day would come when she would transfer all those memories to her firstborn daughter, who would, of a certainty, be named Jaleh.

"What," she heard Tom say as he stood up from where he had collapsed on the floor after his consciousness was taken to Elysium.

Jessie giggled at the HUGE wet spot in the front of his pants. It had surely been quite an orgasm he had shared with Hamid and Jaleh.

"She's alive!" Jessie said to him as he climbed onto the bed to give her naked body a hug.

"Who's alive?" He asked.

"Jaleh," she answered. "In about nine months we get to start raising her as our own daughter. This time around she will get to learn all about her powers and her responsibility to use them to help others. When she understands that, I can share her memories with her and she will be back with us!"

"Can we be a little selective about the memories we share?" Tom asked with a smile before kissing his wife, deeply and passionately.

"Yeah, maybe we should leave out the memories of her having sex with her parents?"

"I was thinking more about the memories of being her father's dominatrix," Tom said with a chuckle.

"Oh I definitely want her to keep those," Jessie replied, laughing.

"God am I glad you are back," Tom said when their laughter died down. He kissed her again, pulling her body tight against him. "I wanted to die when I thought I had lost you forever."

"That would have been a real Romeo and Juliet moment. Thanks for not going there."

"You're welcome. And thank you for being awesome enough to figure out how to fix this."

"It was me that fucked it all up in the first place," she said.

"But you did that because your first instinct is to help people. That just makes you even more awesome."

It was only then that the two of them realized that Ethan wasn't in the room with them.

"By the way," Tom asked, "Where's Ethan?"

Jessie shrugged, and then stood up and made her way over to the door into the bedroom, without bothering to even get dressed. Tom followed her and they opened the door and stepped out into the living room.

They could see Ethan and Rebecca sitting at the dining room table. Rebecca immediately stood up.

"Jessie?" She asked, hopefully. Jessie simply nodded and Rebecca ran across the room and wrapped her arms around her naked friend and gave her a huge kiss.

"You're really back?" She said looking deep into Jessie's eyes.

"I'm really back," Jessie declared.

"And Jaleh?" Rebecca asked.

Jessie reached down with her hand and patted herself on the belly.

"We'll see her again in about nine months," Jessie said happily.

"So, it all worked?" Rebecca asked again.

"Other than the fact that Tom now has the mental acuity of a five-year-old, yes," Jessie said jokingly.

"Hey," Tom complained with a smile on his face.

"So, no noticeable change there either, then?" Rebecca added to the joviality.

By this time Ethan had made his way over to the group.

"Thank you for saving us," he said to Jessie, giving her a hug.

"I'm sorry I almost got you killed, Ethan," she said. "I will be more careful who I trust in the future."

"You made the right choice, Jessie. It was true to who you are and who you have taught me to be. Yes, we should be more cautious, but trying to help people is what makes you better than Hamid ever was. Don't apologize for that."

"Do you two want a cold beer?" Rebecca asked.

"No," Jessie replied. "I think I need some alone time with my husband right about now. He needs to show me just how much he missed me."

Rebecca turned to Ethan.

"Could I talk you into helping me replace some of the memories I have from when Hamid was in control of that body?"

"What did you have in mind?". Ethan asked.

"I can show you," she answered, "but you'll need to come to my bedroom first."

"Lead the way," he said to her.

Tom and Jessie watched as the two of them headed off to the guest bedroom.

Jessie wrapped her arms around Tom and kissed him, pressing her tongue insistently into his mouth.

"I don't think I can possibly describe how much I love you Thomas Parker."

"It can't possibly be as much as I love you, Jessie Murray."

"You know," she said to him. "The last man to fuck this pussy left a baby inside of me. I think it's time you reclaim it as your own."

"Does that mean you won't ever share it with anyone else again?"

"Oh god no," she said with a laugh.

"Good," Tom said leading her by the hand into their bedroom.

All was finally right with the world.