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Fantasy's Eden

A forced excursion to the bottom of the world could only end in one way. Disaster For Fantasy Oliovenko, a young and beautiful State Department Agent, life was swiftly becoming one emerging horror stacked upon another and yet to her own horror the last of her spiritual tests in an uncertain future was becoming more of a possessing passion than it was a pain to bare. He’d come from the forest to save her. He meant to mate her – own her – utterly possess her. Sometimes the hardest part of giving into the path that God has for one makes no sense at the moment of its emerging inception. For Fantasy the struggle to believe is as hard as her inability to surrender and yet life while it remains gives ample time for both. Time is ticking though, and the rapacious bite of monsters that take no prisoners are ever eager to take advantage of a fool’s demise.

Aedan_Sayla · Romance
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9 Chs

Fantasyland

Five Months Later

All of us stood not blinking as we watched the final phase of destruction take place upon the facility made by outside forces a long time ago. I felt no remorse whatsoever.

No further American expeditions had come. Communications must've broken down after my escape, which the Germans may have laid upon the Americans for being the perpetrators of.

It didn't matter. The last of the beasts suffering augmentation by those within the facility were attacking it now and it looked like the Germans had no more firepower with which to repel them.

Then suddenly there was a loud boom that shook the air and which was soon followed by an explosive fireball that blazed out from the citadel and over the mostly destroyed already village and set the remaining structures on fire. The old men were dead, and the abominations they had made were dead.

It was a win-win situation for everyone and not just our family either. There were others.

Many of them were descendants like Taino was of both American and Russian survivors of past attempts to win over the German's facility dating all the way back to the 1950s. There had been indigenous people here before the Germans had arrived, but there were few of them left and those few who were over the generations had mixed with the survivors of failed expeditions to make for a very mixed ethnicity in a place that one wouldn't have expected to find it.

Many of them were entirely lost spiritually and as a whole were quite superstitious in terms of their beliefs, but there were a few who were, like Winastra and knew who the real God was like I did. Now with the old men of the facility gone the ability to reach out to the others of like mind was going to be made so much easier.

It had already been made easier for Winastra and I because of Taino. He brought the others to us.

He believed in our God now and in his thankfulness he wanted others to know the truth as well, so he became more than just the leader of his family, but rather the leader of a growing number of people forming a larger community.

He brought them, we taught, some listened, and the Spirit of God did the rest. No more babies were killed out of superstition or even abandoned to the elements and hungry beasts of nature to devour.

The mother who had forsaken the baby that Taino had adopted had come to us weeks ago begging to be his servant so that she could help us raise the child. Taino had accepted and she'd soon become the fourth wife of our number and in time no doubt there would be more women added into our family, and that was entirely okay.

My hand eased down to feel at my growing womb, even as I held one of Winastra's twins bundled safely in my other arm. Wenzou was holding the other one and she too was pregnant.

I had a woman's intuition that said that the latest wife was as well.

Winastra stood within the grasp of Taino's arms upon the high stony overlook as we watched the past burn brightly. He may be holding her at the moment, but in a way he was holding all of us. Because, as wives we were one in our love for him and the perceived joy and comfort that one of us received by him was shared by all of us because we were all loved by him.

Looking back at the burning settlement created by a mad tyrant's decree it was hard to say what the future would bring. Would outside forces keep coming to investigate in hopes of acquiring technology to better kill one another back in the modern world, it was likely, but today was not that day.

Right now the focus was about life and living it with abundance. We had all seen enough of the past.

Smiling Winastra came and reclaimed both of her babies. She led the way off of the stony outcrop.

Wenzou and I made to follow her, but both of us were stopped in our tracks by a strong masculine grip upon our hair braids. Anticipation lit both of us up and as one we turned.

Sidling in close to Taino so that he could feel the evidence of new life that he'd put into both of us, we purred out together as each of us leaned up to kiss his cheek, "Yes, Master?"

His hands swept down our backs firmly to rest possessively in the small of them as he kissed first one and then the other of us passionately. It was very clear that he wanted us together.

Unbidden by him we undressed each other until we were bare to the sun. We glanced at him for direction and he spiraled a finger at us.

Smiling because we knew what he wanted we both turned. Kneeling down beside each other upon our cast-off clothing we leaned forward onto our hands and remained poised for our man's possession of the two of us.

Hips rubbing together, I felt our lover take up position behind my sister and in humor, I whispered to her, "Breathe."

He pressed forward into her and I watched as she gasped, but held steady against the invasion of him into her. Her pleasure was mine and I groaned as I saw her body shake under the delivered impact of another slide of our man's shaft.

Even as he mounted her with rigor, his hand came to me. Gasping, I accepted the intrusion of two big fingers into my womanhood.

Groaning, I held still as he rubbed both of them down onto the front wall of my sheath. He was after a particular type of orgasm out of the both of us and without a doubt we knew that he would receive it.

We were both breathing heavy as he took us. His fingers withdrew from me and I moaned at the loss of them. Wenzou whispered, "Breathe."

I started to glance at her, but I had to fight to not be pushed over onto my face as our lover slammed home all the way into me. Breathe I did and groan as well.

Wenzou wasn't left out as I knew that she now had two fingers possessing her even as I had been. She came beside me screaming and in knee-jerk reaction I followed her over the edge as the thick cock that owned both of us kept its steady pace within me.

Then it was gone and shuddering I listened as Wenzou's groan increased as he reintroduced his cock into her still orgasmic body. Soon an even greater orgasm rippled from her lips and shuddering I in turn felt the welcome return of his fingers into me.

Within moments I exploded all over them as I literally gushed a fountain of water out from between my thighs. He had the orgasm he wanted from both of us as ejaculate fluid flowed down both of our legs to run out across the stony surface of the rocky promontory.

Which of the two of us would he finally spew his seed into was anyone's guess. Truly, it didn't matter.

We were sisters in this and he owned both of us just as we knew he had a love that was unique in regards to each of us. There was no competition here.

There was simply the joint celebration of something very good that we were both being blessed by God to be a part of. Groaning with triumph, he ejaculated heavily into Wenzou and together we moaned in delight.

His fingers stilled within my sheath even as his shaft came to a halt in Wenzou and together we breathed heavily as we relaxed in our own completions of orgasm that had literally baptized the rocks upon which we knelt before our husband on.

Eventually he pulled free of Wenzou and stood up. Both of us sat back upon our heels to see what would be next.

He came around to the front of us and looked down upon us with the radiance of a well pleased man, seeing something that was of utter delight to him. His gaze focused on me and he stepped closer and without hesitation I began to hungrily lick off the seed soaked shaft of our man.

My lips became a passionate suckle upon him and with a chuckle I heard Wenzou depart. Now it was only us upon the rocky outcrop and glancing up I gave him all the love that was in me for him through both the touch of my lips and the look in my eyes.

His shaft now raging once more he pulled it free of my mouth and stepped behind me, again as I knelt forward I felt its surging hardness experience me all the way to its end. Wet lips gasping I smiled at the ground before me with the reality that neither of us was going to leave this place without his seed in us.

Just then a wet finger rubbed over my asshole and I groaned in response, for he had made me to adore his touch when he placed it there. He laughed and in return I pushed back against his shaft owning the heart of my femininity to the core.

His finger made way into my ass until with every stroke of his shaft into me, I could feel it rubbing up against his finger. The feeling was intense and only made more so when he suddenly pulled both free of me.

I knew what was next and I welcomed it even as the mystery of where he would spew his seed into me this day was solved. I needed no coaching or encouragement to warmly welcome the shaft of my man all the way it would go into my ass.

Pleasure radiating across all my nerves as my ass was stretched out to the fullest by my man I exclaimed my pleasure loudly and pulling my head back savagely he said, "You're mine!"

"Yes, I am Master!" I murmured over and over again, even as he savagely owned me from behind in a way I would never have expected to feel this good and yet it did.

Seed spurting within me deeply as he cried out in orgasm I smiled a look of complete satisfaction out upon this day, even as I provoked his orgasm to new heights by intentionally squeezing down hard upon his shaft buried within me. His hands upon my hips shook with the fervor of his pleasure and groaning, I accepted the orgasm that came to me in that moment that was made sweeter by the ecstasy of knowing that I had pleased my mate greatly.

I was his and my desire was for him. In the end is was quite clear that God had known exactly what He was doing the whole time.

I praised God for this moment of utter unity with my mate. I praised Him for the fulfilling life He had opened up to me.

I praised Him for the unborn child that was growing even now within my womb. I praised Him for the pleasure my body was overcome with.

I praise Him most of all for turning the evil situation that had been hell pressed to do worse than just simply kill me, into a life made so full with happiness that I could never have asked for as much as He had given to me.

In truth, my life had become a fantasy. A dream come true.

Glancing back into my mate's eyes, I could see that the same was true for him. I was well and truly his fantasy.

THE END