The Tantric Shaman (9 page)

              “I don't know a thing about that. It must have been something Horis worked out with them.”

              “That's impossible, you wolves and bears can't stand each other long enough to work something out. What's going on here?”

              “I promise you, I don't know. I thought were just being sent to...”

              “To kill Candy and Bo, say it. I never knew a warmaster that was squeamish.”

              “I don't like killing for the sake of killing, but I do believe in protecting what's important to me,” Indigo said, showing some fire.

              “Something's going on. I wonder how deep this goes. Is there anything you can tell me that may help?” Damian said, trying to sit up but wincing.

              “Be careful, you're still in bad shape. And no, I don't know anything else. I was shocked when we met the wolves and Horis spoke like he knew them.”

              Damian opened his mouth but dizziness overcame him.

              “You're still hurt. I know how I can help you,” Indigo said, sliding her hand down to his limp penis.

              “What the hell?” Damian asked, trying again to move but finding his body stiff.

              “I know who you are Damian Ivory. And I know how your powers work.”

              Damian was curious but didn't speak as he felt his cock coming to life at her touch.

              “I can make you as good as new,” Indigo said, stroking him harder.

              “Where are--”

              “They are fine, I think they are resting back by the water,” Indigo said, now using her other hand to cup his balls as she stroked his now fully erect shaft. “Mmm you're big and thick, very nice.”

              Damian wasn't sure about this, but he knew he was injured and needed to heal. If this hot female wanted to help him, he'd let her. He was too hurt to argue anyway.

             
Sure you are, Damian. You wanted to fuck her as soon as you saw those huge hooters and that little landing strip over her pussy. Don't play dumb with me, you'd fuck her even if you were totally healthy, you manwhore. I mean, come on, her mate was just killed earlier today, and she already wants to jump your bones? Are you sure you're not influencing her just a teeny bit?

             
Damian ignored the voice as Indigo stroked him harder, one hand massaging his balls and the other gripping his shaft very tightly. He felt the energy flow through him as the aches and pains began to fade. Indigo was looking into his eyes as she stroked him, rubbing her thumb over the cock-head and smearing the precum.

              She kept her eyes locked on his as she brought her mouth down to his shaft, taking the head between her lips as she continued the stroking and fondling. Damian just laid back and enjoyed the sensation as she slowly took more of him into her mouth. She finally removed her hand so she could get him deeper, still cupping his balls as she ran her free hand over his stomach and chest. Damian groaned as she deep-throated him, expertly sucking his cock.

              “Fuck yes, take it down your throat,” Damian whispered as he began to feel invigorated.

              He ran his fingers through her long black hair as she hummed on his cock, her finger sliding beneath his balls to tease his hole. He moaned as she lightly probed him and started to suck harder.             

              Damian had had enough. “Okay, now I want some pussy,” he said, patting her ass. “Climb on my cock and ride it.”

              Indigo obeyed, once again making smoldering eye contact as she straddled him, rubbing his cock-head over her pussy slowly. Damian could feel her wetness coating him as she slowly sunk down, her tight opening adjusting to take his girth. She sucked in a breath over clenched teeth before putting her hands on his shoulders and starting to move up and down.

              Damian's entire body felt like one big bruise only minutes earlier, but now he was feeling much better. He grabbed her hips and began to lift her up and down as she bounced on his cock. “Yeah, you like that? You like riding that cock you little slut?” he said as darkness slipped out just a little.

              Indigo didn't seem offended by his words, and instead answered. “Fuck yes, I love your cock. Such a nice cock...a nice hard cock!”

              Damian leaned up and sucked her tits, finally getting his mouth on those large dark nipples he'd been admiring. She arched her back, grabbing him behind the head and rubbing her tits in his face. She used him for leverage and placed her feet flat on either side of his body, bouncing even harder on his stiff prick. This position allowed her even more control, and she took him as deep as possible.

              Damian reached back to squeeze her firm ass, admiring her curves as his hands explored her body. He spanked her ass and was rewarded with a loud moan, so he smacked her ass again, harder.

              He was at one hundred percent now, so he rolled over into missionary and began to fuck her that way, pulling her legs up and holding her ankles so he could watch his cock going in and out. They both watched, entranced by the way his dick was stuffing her pussy.

              She reached down and began to rub her clit as he fucked her harder, really giving it to her now. “You like it hard like that? You like to be fucked hard?” he asked.

              “Yes, fuck me! Fuck me harder! DO IT! FUCK ME!”

              He gave her what she asked for, really pounding her as his balls slapped off of her ass. He watched her big tits bounce as she slammed into her. “Come for me. Do it, fucking come!” he yelled.

              She cried out as she orgasmed, her fingers really rubbing her clit as her pussy clenched his dick. He didn't slow down but instead pounded her through her orgasm, controlling his own until she was finished.

              “I know what I want to try,” he said, withdrawing his cock and moving up to straddle her waist. “I've been wanting to do this since I first saw you,” he said, sliding his slick pole between her tits. She squeezed them around it and smiled up at him as he pinched her nipples in each hand and began to titfuck her. He moved his cock back and forth, the friction of rubbing between her mounds really setting him off. She began to flick her tongue over the head each time it appeared, licking a little precum each time.

              “Oh fuck I'm coming,” Damian said, pulling his cock from between her tits and shaking it in his hand as it began to spurt. The thick cream jetted over her tits, the whiteness making a startling contrast to her dark skin as he covered her tits in his semen. “Fucckkkk,” he moaned as he shook the cum out, thoroughly drenching her tits.

              She looked down at her chest wide-eyed as she began to scoop the cum up with her fingers and swallow it. “I've never seen a load that big in my life,” she whispered in awe.

              He just smiled as he shook the few drops onto her dark nipples. He was fully healed now, all traces of the poison having been burnt from his system. He didn't feel as powerful as he had after the threesome with Bo and Candy, but that was an anomaly to begin with.

              “Fuck, I really needed that. Thank you,” Damian said as she slid over to lie beside her.

              “I feel like I should be thanking you,” Indigo said breathlessly.

CHAPTER SEVEN

              All four of them slept the rest of the night away. Damian switched to hawk form again and brought everyone fish for breakfast, which they all ate fully clothed in the clearing.

              “So what's next?” Bo said as he finished his meal.

              “I think now that we have Indigo with us we go back to Candy's clan and tell them what happened―at least as far as we know,” Damian suggested.

              “Do you think they'll believe that story though? I don't know that I would,” Bo said.

              “I think I can convince Grundar. I am still warmaster, and we rank just below the king. I don't think we should say the part I played in Horis's death, though,” Indigo said.

              “We won't. If it comes up, I killed Horis,” Damian said. “I'm more concerned with how the wolves will react, and also, how deep this all goes. We need more info. Shit. There's something I can do, but it can be dangerous.”

              “What is it?” asked Candy.

              “I can do a necromantic communication spell, literally talk to the dead. But if you're not careful you can release a ghost into the world.”

              “I say go for it. I've seen those spells, and I've seen sorcerers much less powerful than you pull it off. I think you can do it, no problem. But doesn't a spell like require some kind of sacrifice?” Indigo said.

              “I don't know that much about it, but if it tells us what the hell is going on, it's worth it,” Bo said. Candy just shrugged as if going along with what everyone else thought.

              “Okay then, you guys don't need to do anything but remain quiet. And I don't need a sacrifice. I'll be back,” Damian said. Candy, Bo and Indigo had buried the three corpses in a shallow grave when Damian had been unconscious. He shifted to a badger and quickly dug up Sam's body before turning back human and dragging it into the clearing. “I think Sam knew the most, so let's try it with him.”

              The other three gather around as Damian began to chant. His voice assumed many sounds, going from human speech, to the laugh of a hyena, to the screech of a vulture. All scavengers, the closest to the dead.

              The three were taken aback when they saw Sam's spirit rise from his body. It was just an amorphous blob of ectoplasm, but Sam's face was visible from time to time.

              “Why have you...called me back..” the ghost said.

              “I want to question you. What's going on here? Why were you working with those bears? Tell me, a ghost can't lie,” Damian said.

              “We were protecting our position...the warmasters only have power when there is war..when there is peace, we are not revered. A wedding between our clans could have mended things...we didn't want that,” Sam's ghost said, the voice wavering and going in and out like a bad radio signal.

              “But how did you meet? What set it up in the first place? What brought you together?” Damian asked.

              “A higher power did...arranged it all...told us we should work together if we wanted to stay in high regard...”

              “What higher power?” Damian said, his voice strained.

              “A higher power..” is all the ghost would say.

              “But how did you convince the others? How did you get the clan to agree with you?”

              “The higher power helped...got them to agree...convinced them we were right...”

              “What higher power?” Damian sounded desperate at this point. “Who was it? WHO?”

              The ghost just laughed and faded away.

              “Shit. He shouldn't have been able to do that. Someone―or something―aided them. Something powerful,” Damian said.

              “A higher power? So someone was helping them fool our clans? They did all this just to keep our clans at odds?” Bo said.

              “Seems that way. Honestly, I think someone was using them as pawns in some type of sick game. This whole thing seems fucked up,” Damian said.

              “No kidding,” Indigo said. “I still say we head back to Tennessee and to my clan. If we tell Grundar what happened I think he'll believe it, especially now that all the guilty parties are dead. We have no one to speak against us.”

              “He'll still punish you,” Candy said. “You know even though you were duped, as warmaster you'll be held responsible.”

              Indigo nodded. “I went along with that bastard's plan even though it felt wrong. I should be punished. I'll take my punishment, it's the honorable thing to do.”

              “Yeah, I think that's the best course of action. Candy, you are going to march right up to your father with Bo at your side and tell him the two of you are going to marry. I think he'll see this as a positive. This could be the chance for the clans to bury the hatchet. Lord knows it's time they did,” Damian said.

              Candy just nodded, and Indigo hugged her.

              “How do we get there? The Smoky Mountains are a good ways from here,” Bo said.

              “We take the bus,” Damian said, not wanting to risk a flight. “Tickets are on me, now let’s head to the bus station. It's only a few miles from here, I know the way.”

              “Thank you Damian,” Indigo said. “For trusting me.”

              “Yeah, I have a way of knowing when people can be trusted. I think you're okay,” Damian said, and the three headed for the bus station.