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Chapter Fifty-One: Joining Together.


A knock on the door to Queen Mansion announced another potential guest for the dinner party. There had been a few familiar faces who show up to give their well-wishes to Olivia's return. The sound of conversation and laughter could be heard by anyone within an earshot, which did not stop when someone else arrived to join the party.

Moira turned and she was busy entertaining. She turned to her youngest daughter who made her way over to the door.

"Don't worry, Mom, I got it," Thea said.

The door opened up and she came face to face with a very handsome looking man on the other end of the door. He had a certain amount of poise to him, which caused Thea's heart to skip a couple of beats. She recovered quickly to find her manners.

"Hello," Thea said. "I'm…..I'm sorry if we haven't been introduced….or if I met you, and I forgot. But, I really don't know who you are…."

"Harry," Harry said. "I was the one who found Liv and Sara, and brought them back to Starling City."

"Oh, Harry, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

A real pleasure, Thea mentally noted while just sharpening her gaze on the face of this very handsome young man. Her mouth came open and then shut a few seconds later.

'Stop gawking at him,' Thea thought to herself.

"And you must be Thea," Harry said. "Liv has told me all about you."

Thea frowned and stuck out her hand for Harry to take. He shook her hand. The moment their fingers touched, Thea shivered at the feeling of the warmth caressing her finger tips. Harry leaned in and kissed her on the top of the hand which left her very pleased.

"Oh, my sister has told you about me, has she?" Thea asked. "And what pray tell is Olivia saying about me?"

A smile crossed over Harry's face when he looked at the girl, who gazed into his eyes while holding onto his hands. She gave Harry an imploring look up and down, with a shadow of a smile coming in between her lips.

"The good things," Harry said. "Mainly because she was worried about how you would cope without her being there to help you."

Thea just relaxed and was glad it was not anything bad. She could hear some footsteps coming from the other side. Thea turned to see her mother.

"Thea, who is that?"

"This is Harry," Thea said. "He was the guy who rescued Sara and Liv from Lian Yu after they washed up."

Moira Queen stepped into the room and looked at the young man. Something about him seemed very familiar. She chalked it up to a strange sense of Deja-Vu.

"I'm grateful for you saving my daughter," Moira said. "And I apologize for my other daughter who seems to have held a death grip on her hand and prevented you from properly coming in to have dinner."

A shifty little grin appeared on Thea's face, and she did not seem too apologetic. Still, at the look given from her mother, Thea released the grip she held around Harry's hand. She allowed him to step back for a little bit to address Moira.

"It's fine," Harry said. "Your daughter was able to flourish for a long time before I caught up to her."

"Yes, and she would not have been brought home if it was not for her," Moira said. "How long can you stick around?"

"I was hoping to check in on both of the girls and then there are a couple of points of business that I have to deal with," Harry said. "Is Sara here?"

"Yes, she came here to check on Oliva," Moira said. "And it's a pity you can't stick around."

"I would have to agree with Moira. But, I'm sure a man of your stature would have to be very busy, wouldn't you, Mr. Potter?"

Harry turned around and saw a dark-haired man dressed in a business suit approach him. He pretty much cast a shadow wherever he went. The type of man who would leave an impression on pretty much everyone no matter where he ended up going.

"Malcolm Merlyn, I'm a friend of the family, "he said. "And it's an honor to meet you Mr. Potter…would you be any relation to the infamous Amanda and Emily Potter, of Horizon Industries by any chance?"

"Very distantly," Harry said. "I take it they have made an impression on you."

Malcolm smiled and for a second Harry thought he looked straight at the medallion which was hidden underneath Harry's coat. However, the man kept his gaze firmly, looking straight in the eye. Harry saw a man with no fear, and yet, some deep dark secrets across from him. He just could not divine what they were due to the fact that Malcolm's mind kept moving around.

"Yes," Malcolm said. "About as much as business rivals could. But it's all in the spirit of competition. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I wouldn't trade it for anything."

"I'm certain," Harry said.

Malcolm checked his watch and then turned his attention back to Harry. "It was nice meeting you, and we cannot thank you enough for returning Olivia and Sara home. We feared the worst."

The man turned around and walked off into the opposite direction. Harry stood there as Moira went to talk to another guest in the party. He could hear a very obvious sigh coming over the connection.

'So, Malcolm Merlyn?' Harry asked.

'Yes, and keep your eye on him,' Nyssa thought. 'He was a part of the League of Assassins.'

'Don't people normally stay in the League until they are killed,' Rose thought. 'He looks still alive to me.'

'He's tricky,' Nyssa said. 'Very slimy as well, so I would keep an eye on him.'

Sara smiled and moved over towards Harry. There were several eyes on them. Harry and Sara made their way up the stairs to a balcony area. The moment they arrived, Harry put up a field around it.

'Anyone who tries to come up here will have a sudden desire to use the toilet,' Harry thought. 'Which will pass by the time that they get there.'

'Magic can be amazing,' Sara said. 'So, how did the meeting with Lily go?'

'Pretty good, especially since she brought me this.'

Sara could not believe it unless she saw it with her own eyes. The Tengu Medallion flashed in front of her eyes in the box. They had four of the other six, not counting the Dragon of course. Only the Phoenix and the Merfolk medallion remained.

'So, how's the reunion gone for you?' Harry asked.

'Decent enough,' Sara responded. 'I had to convince my bodyguards to stick to the shadows. They can be devoted, almost too devoted.'

Having a small army of blindingly beautiful and competent women had their perks. Not when trying to keep off the grid, however.

X-X-X

Tess continued her research for the Medallion. Shado stepped up from behind her. The look on Shado's face indicated she was pretty happy for some reason. Tess stopped short of the door and leaned back to get a full look at Shado's face. Sure enough, she looked pretty happy for some reason.

"Harry found one of the medallions," Shado said. "Not the Merfolk Medallion, unfortunately, but it's the Tengu Medallion."

Every moment they passed which no one found the Merfolk medallion put the entire world in some kind of grave peril. Tess did not want to be the one to bring up this dark point, but there could be some trouble if it was not found.

"That's some good news," Tess said. "I just wish that all of the medallions were out of circulation and into their proper hands. The seven should stand strong as one."

Shado nodded and smiled. The two of them hoped to get one step closer to finding another one of the missing medallions. The second most hidden medallion after the Phoenix medallion which the legends stated ended up in the vacuum of space. The medallion had to have been heavily guarded by someone.

'The Phoenix would have had to have the strongest, most powerful guardians to hold onto her medallion,' Shado thought.

She only could guess what powers it had. Reality altering was a common one as it could reshape the entire fabric of life itself.

"So, is your friend going to help us?" Shado asked.

"If she's willing to talk, she might," Tess said. "I can be very persuasive if I want to be."

Shado had no doubt about Tess's abilities to get what she wanted out of any situation. She moved back a couple of steps and allowed Tess to open up the library doors. Those doors were their way to trying to figure out what needed to be done.

"Is anyone here?"

No one answered the question at all. Shado turned to Tess. Tess moved up to the front desk. Several books covered the shelves. Some of the tombs looked very old in a language which Tess could not decipher. Those words in them, one of them, could bring them one step closer to uniting the medallions with their owners.

"We want your help," Shado said. "It could save a lot of innocent lives."

The world behind the desk took a very shy and extremely awkward step. Her heart beat extremely fast. She looked very much like a librarian with some very unsubtle awkwardness when she moved into position. The woman took a step closer towards them, the pinnacle of an awkward smile approaching her face.

"Lori, isn't it?" Shado asked.

"Yes," Lori said. "Are you…you're here for a reason! No one comes to this library without a reason."

"No one comes to any place without a reason," Shado interjected in. "But, yes, we're here for a reason. We are hoping you might have known anything about this lost medallion."

The medallion flashed on the piece of paper. The visible reaction of discomfort from Lori's face came. She took a deep breath when looking at him.

"The Merfolk Medallion of one of the chosen generals of the Dragon," Tess said. "Surely you must have heard of the legend. Would I be wrong to say you did?"

Lori shook her head and had to sit back in the chair. She reached over and pulled out a cup of coffee to pour it with some very shaky hands. It took every bit of her self-control not to lose all sense of her bearings as hard as might have been.

"I thought that I was going to be able to finally leave that life ago," Lori said. "I escaped."

Shado knew she was a refugee by the nervousness she exhibited and the fear of going back to Atlantis. She put a soft hand on Lori's to try to calm the girl down.

"It's okay, just take a deep breath," Shado said. "You don't have to tell us right now, you just…tell us when you're ready?"

Lori felt she already said too much. What if they had been agents working for her? Trying to get their hands on the Merlock Medallion which was the rightful property of their queen? There were so many questions going through the mind of the Atlantean refugee that she really could hardly keep her head above the water.

'Stop it,' she reprimanded herself. 'You're being paranoid.'

Just because she was paranoid, did not necessarily mean she was wrong. Was she wrong? No, she was not really wrong. Lori drew in a deep breath and let out the breath one more time.

"You can trust us," one of the women said.

Despite those words of reassurance, Lori wasn't really one hundred percent on board with thrusting them. She moved underneath her desk and took a silver crystal out. The crystal did not react in their presence. Lori relaxed a little bit and turned around to go to a bookshelf.

"You can never be too careful."

Given all of what she had been through, Tess understood. Whatever the crystal did, verified that the two could be trusted at enough for Lori to get to work on the shelf and locate the information she needed. She dusted off the book shelf and pulled out a large tomb.

"Atlantis had the medallion a long time ago, but they hid it at one of their outposts to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands," Lori said. "There are many on dry land as you might have guessed."

They did, in fact, guess that fact. Lori flipped through the pages of the library book and drew in her breath.

"Unfortunately, problems between Atlantis and the Surface World have caused those posts to be abandoned," Lori said. "And therefore, we departed them. A few people have used them as a means to store things. And the medallion is one of them."

"Is there a way to locate the medallion?" Tess asked.

"There's a ritual," Lori said. "But it requires the blood of the Dragon and at least three of his companions to divine the location of the medallion."

Shado thought that did not seem so bad.

"And those three will have to have already been bonded to their medallions," Lori continued.

A bit more of a problem, as only Kara and Sara had been bonded to their medallions. Gwen decided not to take the plunge, not having worked up the nerve for it. It was one of the cosmic ironies that the girl could be deemed worthy of the Spider Medallion was arachnophobic, slightly at least.

The Tengu Medallion still as in play, and Shado hoped that her love would find a way to get the medallion into the right hands.

"We have two of the three companions and the Dragon," Shado said.

"You'll need three, I'm afraid," Lori said. "If you want to divine a location…and it must be done underneath the full moon as well."

Nothing was ever simple, unfortunately, with a ritual. Still, hopefully, they would have the third girl they needed. Lori brought a book out with shaky hands.

"If you…if you find her….please make the people who imprisoned her pay," Lori replied in a very shaky voice.


Three members of Talia's Elite Guard surrounded the Daughter of the Demon. She pulled a blindfold over her eyes and pulled a sword from the sheath. Her hand turned about while motioning for them to come after her.

"Attack me."

The three members of the Elite Guard jumped in for an attack. On instinct, Talia turned around to block the first attack. The second attack came inches away from slicing into the side of her head. Talia flipped herself up into the air and stuck a very precise landing down behind one of her adversaries.

Talia's attacker let out a deep breath which clued in the woman to her position. The Daughter of the Demon turned her hand a fraction of an inch to the side and caught her enemy with a sidelong glance. The attacker doubled over with Talia coming back with another attack to drop her enemy down to the ground.

One of the attackers came inches away to try and drive in with a very predictable attack. Talia moved around and blocked the attacker from coming in one more time. She took the attacker to the ground, disarmed her of the weapon, and used both swords to back off her adversaries.

"I thought I was going to get a challenge, "Talia said. "This is not what I trained you for. I want a real fight against you!"

The assassins backed off and one of them flung a dagger at Talia. Talia dodged out of the way. She enjoyed being kept on her toes. The Daughter of the Demon whipped the sword in her hand and obliterated the blade of her attacker to knock him back down onto the ground.

The sound of steel clanging together lasted several more minutes. Talia handicapped herself by only using her left arm which gave her more of a challenge. She needed to be the very best for when the Dragon was going take the reins and take control of the world.

"Again!"

The three members of the Elite Guard rushed towards Talia one more time. Talia blocked the blade from driving into the side of her head. The members of the Elite Guard switched up their attacks. Talia responded by switching up her defenses. She cracked one of the members of the Elite Guard down on the back of the head and toppled him to the ground.

"And it's time."

The members of the Elite Guard backed off. Were they shown mercy? Hardly. Talia just grew bored of their attacks. She removed the blindfold.

"Keep practicing," Talia told them. "Next time I want a challenge."

The three women dropped down to their knees and bowed before their leader. They remained on their knees for several minutes until Talia motioned for them to get up. The three women departed from the room and had been replaced by Ruve.

"You've found something?" Talia asked.

"It can wait," Ruve said. "Harry Potter is here to see you."

Talia decided that anything other than meeting Harry could wait. She waited for her servant to part the way and Talia came up to greet Harry.

"Beloved, it is good to see you're here," Talia said. "But, unfortunately, I don't think this is a social call."

Harry took her hand and kissed the top of them. The two made their way up the stairs where Talia had the perfect location where they would not be disturbed. They stopped and Talia waited to make sure no one was around. She looked down the hallway and to her right before turning back to Harry.

"My apologies," Talia said. "You can never be too careful."

Harry just waved it off and sat on the chair Talia offered him. He reached into his robe and pulled out a box. The Tengu Medallion flashed in front of her face. Talia had been taken aback.

"You managed to liberate that from the Triad?" Talia asked. "I'm sorry, if I doubted your abilities, but…"

The Daughter of the Demon trailed off. Every time she thought that the Dragon impressed her beyond all belief, he pulled it out.

"I had some help," Harry said. "It was quite fortunate that this fell into the hands of the person that I got it from, and not HIVE."

Agitation flickered briefly on the face of Talia. She tried to hold her breath in and keep her temper calm.

"Thankfully," Talia said. "They remained like cockroaches, unfortunately."

Out of all of the disagreements Talia and Nyssa had, and there were many, one thing they could not disagree from was the fact HIVE was cancer to the world. Every time they thought HIVE reached an end, they managed to find a different way to return.

"Darhk's back."

Another piece of news dropped on her which Talia did not want to hear in her life. She reached into a cabinet which had several bottles of wine. The skilled warrior considered it for a second before shutting the cabinet. Her green eyes fell back onto Harry's own eyes.

"Some people don't stay on the ground when they should," Talia said.

The way Talia framed her statement caused Harry to give her a smile. "And if I was completely honest, Darhk looked like someone who crawled out of the ground."

"I'm not really surprised," Talia said. "He's been brought back by…that force Nyssa talked to me about."

The Daughter of the Demon and several warriors could feel something lingering around on the margins. They were taunted, stalked, harassed in every way possible. Talia did not know what to make of this. She just had to play it one step at a time.

"Either you or Nyssa could be the potential holder of the Tengu Medallion."

Talia raised an eyebrow. She would have been honored if the medallion would have chosen her. A part of her thought it might not be wise to get her hopes up. Regardless, the intoxicating power coming off of the medallion drew Talia's attention directly onto it.

"And you want me to try and see if the medallion reacts to me, don't you?" Talia asked.

"You're not taking it with ill-intention in mind," Harry said. "If it doesn't react to you in any way, then you will be fine."

Talia nodded and stretched her hand out. Now, came the moment of truth. Either ultimate power, or ultimate disappointed, but either way, she would know. Talia touched her fingertips of the medallion and waited for it to happen.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, and Talia could not help, but feel the disappointment go through her body. So close to achieving the power, and yet dragged so far away from holding it.

"It's either Nyssa, or neither of us," Talia said. "I figured as much."

"You seem relieved?" Harry asked.

"Not prepared to take that kind of power," Talia said. "And perhaps it's a good sign that I haven't taken that kind of power."

She could sense Ruve waiting out of the office door. Talia walked over and opened it to see her new subordinate waiting for her.

"Now that our business is concluded, you can tell us what you wanted to," Talia said.

"There's a HIVE outpost that I've uncovered through one of my contacts," Ruve said. "It's in Smallville. I'm not certain where."

Harry could make some guesses. He could only imagine what HIVE had been planning to do in Smallville.


A dark haired woman in her mid-fifties flipped through a diary on her lap. It detailed some of the past exploits of a member of her family. An intrigued eyebrow had been raised the further this particular woman turned through the diary on her lap.

The Teague line had been looking for three artifacts of immense power. The Stones of Power, depending on what legend you believe, either had the ability to make gods or control them. Genevieve Teague, in particular, looked towards the stones with an unquenchable lust for power.

Each generation, that lust of power grew even more. Genevieve received some strong hints that the Stones of Power were close by. The descendant of the woman who refused to give her ancestor the stones lived and breathed. Genevieve tapped her fingers against the book and read the account of the woman being burned at the stake. No matter how many times she read this, hope came for another hint.

There had been no hints, and she returned to square one.

"And yet, you look at the past. Unaware that the answers are here in the present, closer than you think."

The voice sounded both familiar, but the middle-aged woman could not place it. She looked at her and saw nothing. The door was still shut from where she was. A steady breath coming from Genevieve Teague occurred when she tried to reconcile the fact that there was nothing out of the ordinary out there. She was just being paranoid, there was nothing that will harm her.

'It must be all of those sleepless nights,' she reasoned.

"Life after life, generation after generation, you continue to chase the own obsessions. Obsessions which always lead to your damnation and the damnation of the ones who you hold dear."

Steadily looking up from the book, Genevieve came face to face with the demented face of a man with an unruly beard and greasy hair. He dressed like a southern preacher, which the shirt ripped open to reveal a steady amount of rotting flesh underneath. The woman let out her breath in a very pained manner when looking at him.

"Just who are you?"

"Recall who I am, and you know why I'm here," the man said in his mysterious tone.

The reflection in the mirror showed this man was behind her. Genevieve reached in the drawer and turned her to the man. The man extended his arms out, almost as if trying to draw her in to do something. The gun held in her hand was a warning to him.

"Are you going to greet an old ally like this?" he asked. "Or have your obsession with the stones twisted you to a level that has corrupted your mind?"

Genevieve answered his question with a bullet. The bullet flew directly through his head almost like it was like a puff of smoke. She fired a couple more times at the monster standing and looking at her. Those bullets passed through him and connected through the wall.

"What are you?" she asked.

"Search in your soul, and you'll know the answers," the figure said. "Your bullets cannot harm what is already dead. Nothing other than the darkest magic possible."

The bullet shells laying on the ground at the feet of the man answered the question and raised several more unsettling thoughts in the woman's mind.

"What do you want?" she asked.

The Deacon responded with an insidious round of laughter. The laughter made the skin crawl to the point where Genevieve had to double check to ensure that maggots did not run across her skin. The moment she stopped making the check, her attention turns towards the Deacon.

"It's not what I want. I'm the guiding light those who have been corrupted by the sin of greed. And the sin of pride, which is your greatest virtue and you're most damning failing, Countess."

This particular name coughed the woman off guard. Something familiar flickered in her mind. The hideous man smiled back at her.

"I see you recall it, even if you do not admit," he said. "The promise you made to me and my master, where you would be able to walk time after time until you got your hands on the Stones of Power."

"And I can help you."

Another figure came in the room with a gaunt looking face. Genevieve had no idea how these people kept entering her locked and very secure house. The gun proved to be as much use as it did the first time.

"Darhk?" the woman asked in surprise. "Damien Darhk."

"Yes," he said. "I'm pretty pleased to meet one of my former business associates again. And while you've chased men for the stars and trappings of power from alien stones, I've kept my aims a bit firmer to the ground. But, perhaps we can help each other."

"The Stones?" Genevieve asked. "You know where the stones are?"

The tone of her voice was very amusing to be perfectly honest. Darhk chuckled.

"I can locate them, in exchange for your knowledge on where the Merfolk Medallion is," Darhk said. "One of the fabled treasures of Atlantis can be used as a bargaining chip to defeat a more pressing nuisance. I know you know where the outpost is. And I don't want to tear up this sleepy little town to find it."

Even though this sleepy little tower was a lot less common and mundane than Darhk would really want to give it credit for. His face shifted into a very crisp looking smile. The look of greed in the woman's eyes told Darhk she was hooked.


Harry always presented a convincing argument for her to come and see him. The theory he had regarding the medallion and who it could be for, was an extremely interesting one. It was hard to say whether or not it was true until they figured it out.

'Do you think it's you?' Sara asked.

'Well, what do you think?' Nyssa thought. 'You have your memories back after you joined up with the White Canary Medallion.'

Nyssa stopped at the edge of the path and took in the air in Smallville. Sure the town had its fair share of weirdness, but it was a very nice place to visit. Leaves blew on the path in front of her as Nyssa crossed the gates to make the trip over to the caves.

Things were very nice, and Nyssa hoped that they would remain nice. She had a feeling of something happening. The wind continued to blow across the back of her hair when approaching the cave. The Daughter of the Demon approached the caves.

'Sara?' Nyssa asked.

'That's a pretty good question, actually,' Sara thought a moment later. 'And to be honest, I don't really know. The Tengu holder has her face covered in most of the memories'

'And in most of the books,' Shado chimed in.

'So, wait,' Kara said. 'Do you think it's because of the magic…actually, never mind. You knew that Sara was the White Canary before she even got ahold of the medallion.'

'At least we know that the Merfolk and Phoenix medallion holders have red hair,' Rose chimed in.

They really would have to thank themselves for that small favors. Regardless, Nyssa stepped into the cave and got a really good look. The depictions of the paintings on the cave made Nyssa very impressed. They came to life and struck Nyssa completely speechless. Her mouth hung open for a second.

Harry rose to his feet from where he was. The two of them met with Harry putting his hands on either side of Nyssa's face. He pushed in with a kiss. The kiss caused a stronger pull than normal thanks to the intense feelings coming from the magic swimming around the cave.

Nyssa dropped down to the ground and allowed the breath to leave her body. There were times where you just had to step back and smile in excitement.

"I've been taking a look at this cave," Harry said. "And there are more secrets than I realized at first in these walls."

The skilled warrior could only begin to speculate what those secrets would be. Naturally, it would be hard to say without any certainty what those secrets were. Otherwise, the secrets of the cave would not have been secrets at all, at least what Nyssa figured in her mind.

"I'm certain," Nyssa said in a very breathless voice. "What have you determined?"

Harry was only too happy to elaborate on her question. The bright light coming from the cave walls only stunned Nyssa for a few seconds, before she returned the focus to Harry.

"My mother told me when I met her I had the power to walk through dimensional barriers when I fully tapped into the medallion," Harry said. "And doing a few little experiments verified this. I believe at certain points, when the planets are completely aligned, I should be able to step through the walls of the cave and be anywhere in the multiverse."

"Have you tested that theory yet?" Nyssa asked.

Unfortunately, Harry did not test that particular theory yet. He would have to be honest, stepping through dimensional barriers without any sense of where he was going was pretty risky even for him.

"And Talia might have mentioned why you're here," Harry said.

Nyssa snapped out of her thoughts about the possibilities of interdimensional travel.

"Yes. She came up negative on the medallion. Now, it's my turn to see if it will work."

"Are you ready?"

Nyssa answered with a nod. She was ready as ever for the medallion. Harry opened up the box and held out the medallion. The medallion touched Nyssa's bare hand and for a few seconds, they waited, to see what would happen next.

A flash of light erupted from Nyssa and bathed her in bright light. The medallion caused her to see power beyond all comprehension. Darkness which both chilled her and excited her at the same time brought a new feeling inside of Nyssa's body.

"You're the one," Harry said.

The energy passing through Nyssa increased. She felt a swelling of increased life through her. She approached Harry and ensnared him in a very tight embrace. Their lips connected with each other, with one of the most powerful and passionate kisses imaginable. Nyssa's warm lips pressed over Harry's with the powerful wizard returning fire. His hands grabbed Nyssa and pulled her into the very steady, very passionate embrace. The kiss increased between both of the lovers.

"Yes," Nyssa moaned.

The kiss took them to an entirely new level. Nyssa needed Harry and practically tore at his clothes. A flash of light followed and both of them were in a bedroom.

"I figured this would happen," Harry commented.

Nyssa did not say anything. Her hands slowly shifted down and undid the buckle of Harry's pants. She dropped them down to the ground and waited for Harry's manhood to be dragged out for her consumption.

Her body burned up and Harry helped her alleviate some of the fire by stripping off her clothes. The stunning assassin took her breathing back a little bit.

Now they landed on the bed, with Harry crawling on top of her. Their nude bodies pressing together, ready to join at any second.


The sensations brought on by Harry kissing Nyssa, touching her, biting down on her lip, it caused Nyssa to lose all sense of herself. Harry drove his tongue between Nyssa's warm lips and sent his tongue further into her mouth with each stroke.

He touched her. Nyssa did not want to wait. She wanted him right now. The energy pulsed through her body the further Harry worked her over. Her nipples stuck up and Harry responded by their call for attention by pinching them. Nyssa shivered underneath Harry's touch when he rolled his fingers over the top of her standing nipples. Harry kissed her deeply and caused her to gasp in pleasure the more he worked himself over her.

"Beloved," Nyssa breathed.

Her thighs parted and Harry spent time servicing every nook and cranny of the beautiful body underneath him. The dark-haired temptress reacted every time Harry touched her. Nyssa reacted to his touch. Her heated loins rose up to meet him.

Harry started to take the plunge and left her hanging for a second. The thick cock worked circles around Nyssa's welcoming slit. She spread her thighs about as far as she could to invite Harry inside of her. His balls rose up and settled against her. Harry pulled almost halfway back and plunged his rod inside of her scorching slit.

Nyssa closed eyes when feeling Harry's swollen rod entering her body. Harry lifted up and drove his massive cock inside of her body. Her warm walls clutched around his prick with a few pushes. Nyssa worked her thighs shut and squeezed his manhood.

"You're already gushing," Harry said. "The bonding process must have done a number on you."

Those beautiful hands caressed Harry's back and brought pleasure to him as well. The feeling of his balls being tickled and tempted spurred Harry on as well. He kissed Nyssa's lips, which tasted like a fine drink. The taste of ambrosia filled Harry's mouth when thrusting down into the woman underneath him.

Nyssa did not say anything. She just felt and she just did. The warmth rose up in her body. So much pleasure, with her body being able to take a very solid pounding with Harry's hard rod slamming into her body. She stretched out with Harry rising almost all the way out of her.

"Time for you to release it, don't hold anything back," Harry said.

Nyssa did not intend to hold anything back. Some magical force dragged her beloved's hard cock inside of her warm pussy. Harry drove his hard cock inside of Nyssa's very warm and very inviting pussy. He touched her breasts and pinched two juicy nipples which stood up to be sucked on. Harry treated them like the fine peaks that they were. He licked Nyssa's nipple and lowered his rod inside of her warm, gripping pussy. Harry rose up almost out of her and then slid all the way down to her to feel her cum.

The feeling of a pent-up explosion rocked Nyssa's body. She squeezed and took Harry into her depths. He continued to plunge inside of her womanhood with a hard spike.

"Mmm, yes!" Nyssa said.

Her orgasm faded and opened the door for another one. And open was what Nyssa did, to feel Harry's mighty cock spear down into her. His cock head touched her womb, brushing up against him. Those balls expanded past capacity. He pushed inside of Nyssa with a series of hard thrusts into the body.

Nyssa tightened her walls around him and Harry kept slamming into her body. The slickness and the nice and tight feeling of her loins caused Harry's orgasm to build inside of her. The young man thrust his hard cock into the body underneath of her.

The clenching of Harry's balls grew even tenser yet. He touched Nyssa's chest. The very responsive nipples stuck into Harry's fingers. He pushed deep inside of Nyssa and stretched her womanhood. He pushed into her.

"Let it go," Harry said.

The feeling of her womanhood releasing its juices made Harry just drive himself harder. Her slick juices made Harry's balls ache and clench as hard as possible. He planted inside of her with a few hard thrusts, pushing inside of Nyssa's tightening loins.

Harry pulled almost all the way out of her loins and slid his hard inside of her body. He pumped her full of cum, driving it into her body.

Nyssa drew Harry's cum inside of her. The orgasm never ended, and she craved as much as possible. Her entire body felt a rush of adrenaline when feeding off of the power. Harry touched Nyssa's nipples and got her really going. She took him inside of her. Their bodies pressed as hard together as possible.

She was able to take his cock into her with the right kind of ease and tightness. Nyssa milked Harry's balls with more thrusts. He finally pulled out of her.

"More."

Harry rolled over onto his back and Nyssa climbed onto the top of him. She was ready to go even more and she was he. Nyssa eased down pussy first onto his throbbing hard cock. Harry touched Nyssa and dropped her down onto his mighty hard cock.

The two connected with each other. Nyssa rose up and dropped her hips down onto Harry. The young man stretched Nyssa's warm pussy. She stretched around him and released him with a few steady drops.

She timed the drops just ride to make both herself and her lover feeling really good. Harry teased her breasts and squeezed them. Nyssa sank down onto Harry with a repeated series of drops. Her walls pumped around onto him.

"This feels good," Harry said. "Go ahead, let it all out. Just draw on the power and cum harder than you have cum ever before."

Nyssa planted her pussy down onto Harry. Their loins connected together with each other. Every twitch of his balls made Nyssa grow more intense.

"My beloved, I'm cumming," Nyssa said.

"Don't hold back, cum for me," Harry told her.

Their bodies pressed together with Nyssa coming down onto Harry. Her slickening walls grabbed Harry and pulled him inside of her. Harry drove his hard cock inside of her body with a few swift pumps. His balls tightened and were about ready to be released inside of Nyssa.

He held back just as much despite the warmth of Nyssa's body dropping up and down on his cock. Nyssa dropped down onto Harry's might rod to work him over the edge.

The energy surrounding their bodies caused their nerve endings to explode in lust. Nyssa could feel her body dropping down onto Harry's rod and stretching herself out onto him. Her gushing continued with a long and hard drop onto him.

"Yes, I am," Nyssa breathed under her breath. "Damn…all of this…."

She knew Harry was talented. Now her body reacted to his mind and his hands now more than ever. And she manipulated him just as well. Nyssa slid down to the base of his cock and milked him. Her dampening walls lowered down onto him.

"Don't think, just feel."

Nyssa felt like nothing else. Harry pinched the nipples of Nyssa to make her come undone like she never had cum before. Nyssa lowered herself down onto Harry and milked his rod with a few more pumps. Her loins kept taking Harry inside of her.

Their loins connected with Harry releasing himself inside of Nyssa. His balls slapped against her and injected cum inside of Nyssa. Nyssa took herself down onto him, moaning hungrily.

"Give me everything."

Nyssa dropped her hands onto Harry's torso and drilled herself down onto him. Her loins milked the cum from his balls. He kept injecting inside of her.

They came together, and while they were not done, they hit a huge peak as Nyssa's body became assimilated to the gifts of the medallion.


To Be Continued on August 24th, 2017.