Ungodly Resurrection

2: Just Another s****l Revitalization R18+

“What have you done?” Bel moaned against Emma's mouth. “Your body's so weak!”

“It was just an experiment.” Emma panted. Bel lowered them to the ground as the great white wolf came to halt beside them.

“Lucian, we're going to need you too-she's nearly drained herself dry.” Bel motioned and Luci let his Form melt from wolf to human. The bones shifting and breaking were still jarring and painful, but Luci had other things on his mind at the moment. He collapsed beside Emma and Bel in the clover field where they lay, panting. His pale skin and hair shimmered slightly in the sunlight and Emma moved his hair over his shoulder.

“Hey beautiful.” She said with a giggle. “I'm sorry I scared you guys.”

“You have to be more careful.” Luci said with a grimace. “You're pregnant and everything!”

“Gee thanks Captain obvious, I thought I'd swallowed a cantaloupe.” Emma rolled her eyes. Bel's golden, red and blond streaked hair fell across her face as he leaned over her, blocking out the sun. His hair floated gently around his head like it had a life of its own, especially at times like this when there was sunlight touching it. As the light hit it from behind, it looked like fire smoldering along his scalp. Emma reached out and captured a strand, humming softly. “So beautiful.” Her sun and moon, Bel and Luci.

“You know Lucian and I were merely concerned for you and the child..” Bel murmured with a worried look. He placed a gentle kiss on her jaw and she sighed.

“I know. I'm just a little grumpy because..” Emma tried to find the right words. “..I'm.. needy?.. hungry? Empty? God, I don't know. I'm horny as Hell and I can feel the lust burning off you both, and the power in you calls to me Bel and I want to swallow it up.” Emma blushed. Bel chuckled.

“Then let us feed you, little fertility goddess.” Bel purred, bringing his lips to her softly, before running his tongue along her lower lip. She gasped, and Bel used the opportunity to let his tongue slide into her mouth to explore. Luci slipped his hands down her body, gently sliding off her cotton pants. He wrinkled his nose.

“You smell like smoke Mistress. What have you been doing?” Luci complained.

“Being stupid.” Emma gasped when Bel released her lips. “Fell. Fire pit.”

“We are on the plane where the Gifted have created their sanctuary.” Bel reminded Luci.

“Right, well no more fires for Mistress. She's too much of a danger to herself.” Luci demanded and Bel laughed as he kissed Emma's neck.

“Hey!” That's not fair!” Emma cried, but as Luci lifted her hips to remove her panties, her complaint was temporarily forgotten.

“Fine-no fires unaccompanied.” Luci commented, lips pressed to her thigh. Emma moaned, the small of her back coming off the ground as Luci inched upwards. Bel slid her shirt up and had to wait for her to settle before he could get it over her shoulders. He eyed her breasts speculatively.

“So we've given up bras entirely now?” Bel asked with barely disguised amusement and delight. He leaned forward to take one breast into his mouth and Emma gasped.

“Why wear them? You guys undress me so often!” She panted and Bel chuckled, sliding his tongue along her breast to her neck to nibble. Luci sucked suddenly at her clit simultaneously, and she yelped, squirming. Lucian growled, pinning her thighs down and open wider. The growl provided vibration against her that made her want to struggle harder. She gripped Bel's face instead, bringing his lips to hers so she could nip and kiss as her hands slid down his chest. She pulled his shirt off desperately, gripping his skin with her fingers like she could absorb him. As Luci continued to torment her with his mouth, she felt his long, strong fingers enter her and she jolted, crying out. Hips rocking, she slid her hands down Bel's chest to his waistband, shoving it down to reveal his arousal. Emma moaned.

“I need you Bel.” She panted, gripping him. He groaned, hips thrusting forward.

“Lucian, my friend..” Bel began, but Lucian was already moving over. As far as Luci was concerned, Bel was the Alpha in this relationship, who had graciously allowed him to become a partner with their shared mate. Besides, Luci had other things he wanted to sample. Luci prowled towards Emma's chest and face as Bel shifted Emma's hips and positioned himself between her thighs. He groaned again. “Luci has gotten you quite ready for me.” Bel groaned. Luci grinned at Emma and Bel slid closer to her entrance, rubbing himself against her. Emma writhed and Luci gripped her arms to hold her steady for Bel, nipping her shoulder as he lay across her torso lightly, keeping the majority of his weight off of her. He kissed her, tasting her mouth as he wound his fingers with hers. Bel pushed into her and she bucked. Luci growled, pinching her shoulder with his teeth and Emma had to close her eyes. The power rolling through her as Bel completely entered her, pausing to push gently against her lower abdomen below the swell of her stomach to ask her “Do you feel me Emma?”.

Emma cried out and the lust and desire rolled off her two men and their control began to slip as that strong unspooling loop of power began to wind between Emma and Bel, sweeping Luci up in it. Emma arched, allowing her body to absorb and refract what she needed and release what she did not. Bel growled and her body clenched as he tensed between her thighs, and she knew his climax was imminent. He rubbed her clit gently with his thumb as he angled his next thrust and Emma screeched, her body letting loose the climax that had been building. Bel groaned again and he jerked a few times against the clenching within her before his own climax took over. Lucian eagerly released her wrists and shoulder as Bel moved away from her. Luci aided Emma in quickly undressing him, and then turned her, pushing her shoulders toward the ground, and pulling her hips higher. Emma groaned as Luci pulled her thighs further apart and ran his fingers along her tortuously a few times, slipping them along her clit then in and out of her before returning to her clit.

“Luci!” She whined, shoving backward towards him, and he laughed. Meanwhile Bel had begun stroking her breasts. She considered dropping her weight on his hands to get even, but Luci chose that moment to plunge within her. “Oh gods Luci!” She called out as he used quick, powerful thrusts along with strumming fingers on her clit to bring her to a swift release. Bel moaned, gripping her shoulders to steady her when she nearly collapsed.

“I got a hit from that.” Bel purred. But Luci was still aroused. Staying within her, he pulled Emma to him, rolling her to her side and laying her down in the clover gently. Luci lifted her upper leg slightly out of his way, and drove within her once more. She cried out as he hit her cervix. Bel gripped her to him as she arched backwards, the power spiraling out again and sweeping all three away with it.

Afterwards, they lay in the clover together. Luci was asleep, Emma tracing his choker. Technically, it was a manifestation of her ownership of him, a 'collar' for lack of a better word, since he was her Familiar. She had hated it at first, it made her feel guilty, but Lucian was extremely proud of it, because it showed their Bond to the world.

“How are you feeling, beloved?” Bel asked quietly.

“Mostly sated. I might need more later, but that won't be a problem.” Emma laughed. Her men rarely did ever take their hands off her. That was one reason they already had five kids and a sixth on the way. That and the fact that she was a fertility goddess now. All she had to do was look at a male and she'd get pregnant. Ok, she admitted to herself, that was an exaggeration, but she was extremely fertile, and Bel was a fertility god whose issue could quite literally cure the infertile, which made him particularly potent. Emma could vouch for that personally. That's how they conceived their first child while Emma was still human. She turned to face Bel, gently twisting a strand of his wild hair between her fingers.

“So why are we in god form today? I thought you were with my niece? Teaching her about being an Innate?” She traced the definition between muscles on his chest.

“I was. And I was in human Form until a wave of dizziness and exhaustion so horrifying knocked me into god Form, scaring the children when I burst into flames.” Bel growled. “Of course, I knew what the cause was.” He eyed her with a look somewhere between loving amusement and exasperation. “What were you doing my love? To drain you so?” Bel inquired.

“I thought I could preform a bit of a complicated resurrection. Don't worry! I only tried once!” Emma hurried through the half truth. Bel gripped her shoulders tightly, sitting up swiftly.

“Emma! You're not ready for that yet! You need time to build your skills, your power, before you attempt something like that! It could kill you if you try it too soon! Do you understand? You have to give up life to resurrect a life! You barely got. this. one!” Bel gave her a slight shake for each of the last three words. His expression wasn't angry, instead it was full of fear, no beyond fear, terror.

“So what I'm hearing is: this is a definite possibility.. just later.” Emma responded. Bel growled and smashed her against his chest.

“Damnit Emma! Skip over all the warnings straight to the hope in the statement.” Bel growled. “I want to tie you to me or swallow you up so you can't hurt yourself trying to do something to help somebody else.” The growl increased and Emma noted Bels' skin changing color. He was shaking slightly.

“Uh Bel? Your Form-it's slipping again.” Emma looked up into the face of the Incubus, or Demon. This was the first of Bel's full Forms after the human version that Emma had ever seen, or had s*x with. She blushed.

“Just, don't put your life in danger, Emma. Please. For me.” Bel pleaded, and then suddenly pushed her back as if sensing her thoughts, which was highly possible, considering he'd once told her he could pick up many of those that concerned him. She didn't know how much beyond that, just that he answered or suddenly remarked on a lot of what she thought. “You're blushing Emma. Are we having impure thoughts little mate?” Bel's voice suddenly growled. Bel's wings settled gently behind him, he didn't appear to have plans to change back anytime soon.

“May I touch?” Emma asked softly. She was always shy of touching this Form without his permission. He seemed sensitive about it.

“Of course my love, this Form, like all my others, belongs to you.” Bel murmured, the sound more a deep rumble in his chest. As she slid her hands up his chest to touch his sharper facial features, she noticed her fingernails elongating and blackening.

 “Bel?” She asked in a panic.