۞ XXIII ۞

SHE HANDED HIM TWO MAGICAL BAGS, "HERE. ONE HAS THE documents of ownership of the property, and the other has the keys of the mansion." One more bag, "This one has the keychain for all doors of your wing, which is the biggest, since you are the owner and the leader of all of them. The only catch is that the key to the safe in your bedroom and the one in your office are the daggers I gave you. Use a mid-sized one on the hole and it'll open up."

"That sounds incredibly smart!"

"And hm… I was thinking that you could make a clan of the kids. Give your surname to all the them and all. It's a beautiful surname. Besides, that way they wouldn't be orphans anymore, but members of the big Van der Horst clan."

Oh? I never thought of that. "You think they would want it?"

"Absolutely," she beamed. "They love you. And you're like family already. All the orphans look up to you like their leader. I bet they would love to get such a pretty surname from you, and lose their orphans status. Besides, you will soon be a noble Knight, that would be incredible and would allow them to have even more opportunities," Donna turned on her heels, taking him to the mansion. "Will you do it?"

"I'll talk to them tomorrow morning and if they want to, I'll do it. Are you sure the house will fit them all, babe? There's lot of kids."

Donna giggled, "It's not a house. It's a six-stores mansion, plus, basement and rooftop, Lewis. There's 175 suites. It will fit all of them, don't worry. Plus, many of the rooms are two-bed suites for two people. It'll fit them all."

175 suites? Is she insane? "Babe, that's too much for us!" But she said nothing back until she took him to the mansion and his jaw dropped. "No fucking way!"

"You know what's better?" She grinned. "All bedrooms are soundproof! But you will explore it all tomorrow with the kids, I want you to move in with them tomorrow. As fast as possible. I'll come here see them one last time tomorrow night." Donna showed to him which one was the front door key. "Now, open your new home!"

"I can't believe this is happening!" With shaking hands, Lewis managed to open the double dark wood tall doors, holding back his emotions. To think she did all of this just to make sure we would all be safe after she's gone. "Donna, did you get the magic-blocking artifact?" He asked after he locked the door behind.

When she looked up at him, his dark green eyes were glowing with the same hunger she saw on them the night before. "Come," it was all she said, as she took him by the hand and up to the master bedroom. She handed him the key to the master bedroom and he opened it, still with that glow on his eyes. Then she pushed him inside and locked it behind her, "Two bracelets, a necklace, three rings."

No way. "What?" He gasped.

"They gave it all to me. Three rings, two bracelets, and a necklace. All able to block the magic of the one who's using them, and those do not need to be broken after it. You can just put it on and take them off. Though I believe it has to be the other person. Like, you put it on me, and then you take it off of me later."

I can't believe we'll be able to do it again. "Fucking hell, babe. Put that shit on so I can kiss you, damn it. Let's test this big bed out, shall we?" He grinned and began taking his clothes, throwing them wherever.

Donna quickly gave him the rings to put in each of her middle fingers. When she didn't felt her magic anymore, she dropped her trousers away and jumped on him, crossing her legs around his waist, and he grabbed her ass, slamming his lips on hers desperately. She crossed her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss by taking his tongue to a dance with hers. The more they kissed, the more turned on they got.

And when Lewis pressed her hips tight against his by grabbing her thick ass like that, Donna felt his growing erection against her panties that were already soaping wet, almost dripping with how soaked her pussy was. As she felt his big and thick cock pressing on her, she moaned loudly, getting wetter than before, "I… I can't take it, Lewis. Fuck. I need you," then she pushed her panty aside and pressed his cock on her small pussy hole that opened up like magic to swallow him up. Fuck. Is he bigger than yesterday or am I losing my mind? He certainly feels thicker than he was on our first time. Donna slid on it, needing the friction, the pressure, the hot contact.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She's tighter than yesterday. Tightly fucking hot. "Mmm, babe, fucking hell," he groaned. "You feel so good on my cock, Donna. Your pussy walls are so tight around me, it's making me go insane, babe," his hands deepened even more on her ass that was still marked by his hands on their first time, just as his back was still full of marks of her nails. Lewis pushed her body up and down by holding her ass, so he could move inside of her tightness, and began thrusting deeper inside her, having way more energy tonight than he did on the night before.

To shut her moans, she kissed him, loving how soft his lips still felt against hers. But like on their first time, Donna felt like there was something missing, as if a crucial part was gone for her to feel complete. And once again, she chose the safe route and blamed it on her magic being retained by the rings, ignoring altogether the feeling that it was wrong. It can't be wrong for me to be with him. That doesn't make sense, I must be feeling it wrong, maybe it's the alcohol. The only thing I can think of as a reason is these magic lockers. It's not wrong. It can't be. Stop thinking, damn it. But she knew it couldn't be the alcohol.

That amount of alcohol was never enough to get her drunk, not even close to tipsy, so it couldn't be. It wasn't. It was more to the fact that she wasn't born to be Lewis's, but someone else's. However, she had no idea of that, yet. Thus that made her search for a comfortable answer, rather than look much into an incognita.

It's not wrong. Lewis' is right for now, I'm just out of it. She shut herself and closed her eye, tightening her legs' grip around his body and clenching her pussy around his, making him groan. Yes, this feels good. Donna grinned to herself as she moved her hips over him, still holding herself onto him with her arms around his neck. As she wanted to hear his groans, she bit the space between his neck and shoulder, wanting to mark him in a different way than she did on the day before with her nails.

Their breaths were uneven and loud as they gave their bodies to one another again. And it took Donna a while to be able to speak with words again, "Bed," she breathed.

Gods' above, she's tightening her pussy around my cock even more, ain't she? She'll make me lose my sanity this way, fucking hell. Her body is swallowing me away like a hungry beast, I love it. Lewis walked slowly, still inside of her, and when he put her down, he took his cock out of her and grabbing her by her ass, he put her down. His cock was painfully hard, throbbing for her, a bit of pre-cum on the head after all of that ride, his balls hurting in a delicious way.

And before he could sit down and get her on his lap, Donna turned around and stood on her knees and elbows, her ass up turned to him, "I want it like this now," she whispered.

Look at this ass, fucking hell, "I'm in heaven," he mumbled before widening her legs a bit and fitting himself in the middle. Lewis was satisfied to grab her ass again, in the best position possible, and he played a bit putting friction as he pressed the fat head of his cock from her clit to her pussy hole, drowning on her fluids. Only when she groaned, he grinned and penetrated her again, going balls deep into her.

"Yes," she moaned. "Oh, this is so fucking good, Lewis. You feel so good inside of me. So, so, good." But still not dam enough, I need more. He's huge, and I still don't feel him reaching my womb, how deep am I? Am I broken? "Move. Move, Lewis," she cried. Maybe he reached and I just didn't realize, I mustn't be thinking straight right now.

"Your wish is my command, babe," he mumbled before thrusting so deep that his balls hit her pussy lips aggressively. As she asked for it, he didn't stop. Lewis kept going hard on her, and he couldn't hold the desire of slapping her ass, which gained him a moan from her, so he did it again.

Oh, that feels weird. It's not bad, but not as good as I thought it would be, after reading it on the spice books. "I want to… get on top of you," she exclaimed in a huff.

Lewis sat down and she climbed on him, straddling and didn't take any time, getting his cock into her again, craving for it like an addict. He groaned as she descended in a second, taking him entirely again. "Yes… you feel so good."

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It took him longer than the first time, but I'm still energetic, even after pretending I'm not just because I notice how tired he got. The only explanation for this is that I'm broken. If my magic were to be released, in the impossible and hypothetical scenario of me not killing the person while doing it, my energy would probably double. Meaning that there's definitely something wrong with me! Donna thought to herself, annoyed.

"Sorry, I exhausted you, didn't I?" He caressed her hair.

No. "Yes," she whimpered. "But it was amazing," though I'm still not fully satisfied, it was good to be able to do it again before the Devil comes and take me to die in a day from now. And it was good that it was with him again. "Did you like your new bed?" She grinned.

"More than you can imagine. But I liked you in it better," Lewis whispered smiling and kissed her lips. "Does your wounds hurt too much?"

Like hell, "Not enough to be unbearable. It would be surprising if it didn't hurt," she chuckled. "But don't think about it."

Lewis clenched his jaw, "I wish I was strong enough to go there and kill them all for what they did to you, Donna. Fuck, you have no idea of how angry this makes me. Of how it hurts to see you wounded."

She caressed his hair, "Even if your could, I wouldn't let you do it, Lewis. Their lives are mine to take. Their bodies are mine to break. Their souls are mine to purge. This anger is mine to weaponize. I don't want to see you beating yourself for it, alright? I'm the one who will bring them the punishment they deserve." I do not need anyone to save me.

"Still. I wish I could at least beat them up before you kill them."

Donna giggled, "Speaking of bringing punishment," she clicked her tongue. "Did you kill the guy for me?"

A nod, "I did. Stealthily." And painfully.

"Good."