Love

Chapter 3

It is now one month later

Kate hadn't really thought about her erotic dreams in weeks. She'd even dismissed Lanie's comment that pointed out that she was acting a little twitchy. To be honest, though, Kate had noticed that her ability to focus on her work was being affected by something.

At the moment she was working on some of her backed up paperwork from her most recent case. She was blinking and trying to focus her eyes. What she was writing didn't look like her own writing. It was a bit messy and she could do better than that.

"Coffee, I just need coffee," Kate muttered as she got up, gathered everything, and headed for the elevator. "I'm going for coffee…real coffee. Be right back," she said to her partners and walked quickly to the elevator. Once outside she turned and headed down the street. The closest coffee shop was just a block down the street. Shouldn't take her any time at all.

Kate stopped at an intersection and looked around. "Where the hell is it?" It should be right there. Confused, she looked up at the street names. "How did I get here!?" She had turned the wrong direction leaving the precinct. "I'm losing it." She turned around, walked back past the precinct, and easily found the coffee shop. She obviously needed coffee, however, she was beginning to wonder if her normal order was going to be enough.

"I need a cup of your strongest coffee." She couldn't think of what that would be but was sure he would know.

"We've got something new. It's called Death Wish. It's supposed to be the world's strongest coffee." He personally hadn't tried it yet and actually hadn't sold any.

"I'll take it. The largest cup you have. And can you add a spot of vanilla, please?" Kate said quickly. The stronger the better sounded just perfect to her.

"One large cup of Death Wish coffee with a dash of vanilla. That'll be $15.99 plus tax." Kate paid in cash and impatiently waited for her change.

The barista smiled as he handed over the cup. "Thanks, Brian." Kate took it and walked to the door.

"Let me know what you think of it." His boss wanted feedback for that coffee. He saw her wave a hand at him.

Kate took a sip once outside. "WOW!" That one sip hit her system like a runaway freight train. The taste wasn't bad but it almost had her head spinning. "I said vanilla, not tequila." She was thinking it was spiked with something other than her beloved vanilla.

Still she noticed that her ability to do her paperwork had improved. But before she'd even drunk all of her coffee or finished all of her reports, it had lost its effectiveness. She huffed an annoyed breath as she got up and went to get coffee from the break room. While that was a good distraction it didn't really help. Though the bad taste seemed to have almost the same effect as the coffee she had gotten earlier.

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Kate managed to get her key in the lock and felt disoriented as she made her way to her bedroom. Everything went on the bed as she stripped, getting ready to take a shower. Coffee hadn't seemed to have helped so she was hoping a shower would do the trick.

She'd tried adjusting her shower from straight freezing cold water to almost skin burning hot water, and while the shock of each had helped for a moment, it hadn't worked long term.

Now she was sitting on her sofa in shorts and a t-shirt. Weeks earlier she'd found a book she had obviously started reading and had fallen asleep while reading. She'd put it away and now she was up looking for it. Maybe getting lost in a book would help. "Demons." Kate remembered that was the book. Something about the planet going to hell with demons walking everywhere while making sure humankind suffered.

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The cock of her dreams was right in front of her. She'd actually missed seeing it. She had missed touching it and stroking the entire length with both hands. It was massive, it was smooth and it was perfect. A quick lick told her that the taste was completely amazing. She licked the entire length from the base to the tip where she stuck her tongue into the slit.

Kate smiled as she heard him hum with pleasure as she licked him. Then she took that enormous head into her mouth and actually heard him moan. She swirled her tongue all around it.

She pulled it out, looked it over, then opened her throat and pressed it into the back of her throat. She didn't stop until her nose touched his stomach. Pulling it back out again she licked all over the head, before pushing it back down her throat.

Kate was enjoying herself immensely as she licked the cock of her dreams. What she really wanted now was to taste him, to have him climax into her mouth. "Come for me." She sped up her stroking the long shaft while she played with the helmet with her tongue.

She heard him groan loudly as she placed his head in her mouth and felt him spurt a large load into her mouth. His come tasted so amazing. It was the best thing she'd ever tasted. She'd only just swallowed the first when he spurted a second time. It had Kate humming from the taste as that went down her throat only to be followed by another spurt.

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Kate ran her hands through his hair as she felt his lips and tongue dancing over her pussy. She loved having a guy eating her pussy, but what he was doing transcended what any man previous had ever done for her.

"OH, GOD!" He had been hitting her clit and a spot just inside her over and over again. "GOD, YES! …I'M GOING TO COME!" Kate felt her orgasm wash over her body and it had her forcing his face into her core.

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Kate was on her hands and knees on the floor and turned to look back. She watched as she felt his cock touch her outer lips and she willed for him to enter her. She wanted to be fucked so very badly. To have her pussy pounded into submission. She watched until she was sure all of him was deep inside her. She'd never felt so full in her life. Having that huge cock inside her was just what she wanted, what she needed.

Her arms had turned to rubber and she was barely able to stay up on her hands as she felt his cock pounding into her. She could hear his balls slapping against her backside. She was moaning and whimpering with each stroke.

Then suddenly her nipples were being squeezed…hard. That had her screaming out an orgasm as she was sure her lover climaxed inside her.

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Kate opened her eyes and looked around until her mind caught up. She was on the living room floor. NAKED!

"That dream again." She really wished that it wasn't a dream. That there really was someone with a cock that mammoth that would actually fit inside her. It was just that her mind told her that anything that big would split her open and leave her bleeding. Not to mention what a cock that size would do to her internal organs. Plus how that thing even got in her mouth let alone down her throat was impossible.

Kate moved and felt the familiar feeling of having been fucked, but it wasn't that bad.

"The lights are on." She searched her memory for what little she could still remember. Had she seen his face? All she could really remember was his cock.

She placed her hand at her pussy and found that she was still wet. Lifting up her hand to look at it showed that there was something white on her fingers. "WHAT!" She spread her legs and bent down to look. She saw a white fluid leaking out. "NO WAY!" She'd seen different fluids leaking out and soiling her panties before. But this fluid looked familiar in a way that had her scared.

Kate carefully got up and retrieved a coffee cup from her kitchen. What she wanted to do was go to the bathroom but feared it was too far away, so she squatted down in the kitchen, placed the cup below her, and squeezed. After each squeeze she looked into the cup and saw a white fluid starting to accumulate in the bottom. After several more attempts she stopped and stood up with her cup. Looking inside showed that the bottom was full of fluid. She gave it a quick sniff and her mind refused to believe what she was smelling. She didn't dare taste it to be sure.

She searched her kitchen until she found her really old roll of plastic wrap. After encasing the cup she searched for a plastic zip bag to seal the cup in.

Kate placed it on the counter and stared at it. What was in that cup just wasn't possible. It was completely impossible, actually.

She was still staring at the cup when she heard her cell phone ringing. It snapped her out of it and had her heading to her bedroom to find it. She found it with everything else – sitting on her bed. That alone was trouble. It meant she hadn't plugged it in to charge it.

It was the precinct; there was a dead body.

She had already taken a really long shower but she needed to clean up just a little. Even doing just that had her staring at what she used to clean her pussy with. It looked like she was still leaking that same fluid. She refused to call it what she feared that it was. It did get her to use a pad to catch whatever was left of that fluid.

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"Hi Lanie." Kate had hoped her friend would be assigned to this case.

"Kate…why are you so chipper this early in the morning?" Lanie was lucky she wasn't still asleep. After all it was 2:12 in the morning. Thanks to this case she was likely to never get any sleep.

Kate simply shrugged.

"What's wrong, girlfriend." There were wrinkles on her face. It was a telltale sign that she was stressed.

Kate stepped in close to her as Lanie looked over the body above her. "Take this and analyze it for me. Let me know what you find." She gave her the coffee cup in a bag.

Lanie took it and looked it over. "You know I don't analyze bad coffee." Even if what was in the cup didn't look anything like coffee.

"It's not coffee. Just analyze it for me…please." While the results would tell Kate a lot it would still leave her with a huge number of questions.

"I will, just as soon as I get back to the morgue." Lanie was now very curious herself so she was going to do it first thing.

"What have we got?" Kate needed to get her head back into this case and off who her mystery lover was. If she was right, it might mean big trouble. "Is she…frozen ?"

"Sure looks like it. I'll let you know once I get her back to the morgue. Telling you when she died isn't likely to happen. Freezing the body will have destroyed a lot of evidence," Lanie replied.

Kate looked around. "A construction site."

"The contractor was all set to pour concrete today when they found the body. If they hadn't looked, they might have never seen her," Ryan commented after looking at his notes.

"If they had her on ice, why get rid of the body now?" One more mystery for Kate to solve. "Fingerprints?" she asked and looked at Lanie.

"If I can hydrate her fingertips without damaging them…maybe. We might have to rely on dental work for this one. Ice from freezing destroys a lot of things. Though just from looking at her I'd say she was frozen not long after dying. Her skin's still in good shape, not much in the way of degradation." Lanie was still looking her over.

"So what killed her?" Kate mused. "Let me know what you find out. Take me to the contractor." She wanted to interview him herself. "Security?" Kate glanced at Ryan as they walked.

Ryan shook his head. "Basic chain link fence, no barbed wire. Anything worth stealing is either locked up or is dangling from a crane." He pointed to the generator that was hanging up high from a crane.

That told Kate anyone could gain access to the site. However, whoever dumped her likely knew about the concrete pour scheduled for today. Or simply hoped for it.

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Kate was at her board as she was writing what she knew on it. "People don't disappear off the face of the earth."

"Sure they do. Quantum physics, alien abductions, Schrödinger's cat. One minute you're getting a hot dog in the park, the next you're fighting off Sleestaks on the far side of a dimensional rift," Ryan quipped.

Kate glared at him for his less than helpful idea. "You've read too many bad science-fiction novels." She was sure there was a more down-to-earth reason. She just needed to figure out what it was.

"I'm going to see if Lanie has anything yet. We really need a name." They were in the dark until they did.

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Kate was going for two reasons, actually. She wanted to know who her dead frozen woman was and what was in that coffee cup. "Hey, Lanie." Kate saw her leaning over a microscope. Lanie, however, was silent as she kept looking at the slide. "What have you got?" Kate wanted to know but really wanted to have Lanie tell her it wasn't what she thought it was.

"That's a lot of swimmers, girlfriend." Lanie straightened up and looked at her. "Where did you get this?" Lanie was beyond curious now.

"WHAT!?" Kate bumped Lanie out of the way to look for herself.

"You knew already, didn't you? You just wanted me to have you tell you something else. So where did you get this sample, Kate?" She wasn't leaving until Lanie got her answer.

Kate just kept looking and all she saw was hundreds of sperm swimming all over the place like they were strung out on PCP or something. "No," Kate whispered.

Lanie confirmed Kate's worst fear. "That is semen, Kate. Semen filled with hundreds if not thousands of sperm, and that's just a small sample. More likely there were millions of the little guys. So where did you get the sample?" Lanie was starting to guess but needed her best friend to come clean and tell her.

"Sperm." Kate stood up and stared at nothing. It had her thinking back to all three times she had had this dream. It was a dream, it just had to be a dream. Unfortunately she had evidence to the contrary.

But his cock was far too big. Impossibly big. Maybe she had dreamed about the size while the sex was real? But that didn't make any sense, either. She had checked her apartment and everything was locked from the inside. There was no way he could get in or get back out.

"KATE!" Lanie yelled and watched her turn to look at her with a look of shock and disbelief on her face. "Oh Kate, what have you done?"

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Rick arrived as usual. He was naked and had a massive erection like always.

"Where have you been? I've been calling for you for hours!" She'd actually only called for him once so far, but that was one more than she should've had to do.

Rick walked up to her. She was pretty enough. Her tits weren't all that big but her skin was a pearl white and her hair was a nice red color. That and her penchant for wanting physical sex had kept him coming back.

"Stroke my cock," he commanded and felt her reach out with both hands and start stroking his cock. Her touch was soft this time. But he quickly noticed that her touch was nothing like the woman he had found not long ago. Her voice was a little grating and having sex with her wasn't nearly as pleasant as the other woman. "Lick my cock," Rick demanded. He felt her begin to do as he'd ordered. While she was good at this, she paled in comparison to the other woman.

"You like my cock?" he queried.

She answered, "Yes," during one of her licks.

"You want me to fuck you senseless?" Rick questioned.

"Yes!" She stopped licking his cock and looked up at him.

"You are mine. You belong to me." He wanted to finish this and move on.

"Yes," she murmured, stroking his cock slowly and feeling her pussy starting to get wet in anticipation of being fucked.

"Excellent." Rick reached down and grasping her by both arms, easily lifted her up. "You're coming with me." He smiled wickedly and changed his form to what he really looked like.

A moment later they were just outside of a large building. For him the place was home. To her this place was hotter than hell and it hit her instantly.

"What? Where are we?" She'd trusted him. She didn't know where they were nor how they'd gotten there.

"This is the home of my master. This is the 56th layer of the Abyss, your new home." Rick tightened his hold on her as he marched her inside past all of the guards.

Rick was escorted into HIS presence and bowed deeply. "Master."

"Castle! What have you brought me this time?" Graz'zt inquired and stood up off his throne to approach the two of them.

Standing nine feet tall, Graz'zt appeared as a lithe, muscular humanoid. His skin shone like polished obsidian, and his eyes glittered with a malevolent green light. He had yellowed fangs, pointed ears, and six slender fingers decorating each hand. He was sometimes described as having six small black horns half-hidden amid his thick black hair. He carried with him at all times a massive two handed sword that dripped acid everywhere he went.

"Her name is Meredith, my master. She has white skin, fiery red hair, and likes her sex rough and physical." Rick was sure he would love her…for at least a day or two. About as long as any of the women he was presented with.

Meredith was shocked into silence, which for her was no small feat.

Graz'zt ran a fingernail over her white skin then ran a hand through her red hair. "You've done well, Castle. I approve. I will take her." He was going to take her all right. As often and as hard as he wished.

Rick made it official and permanent. "She is yours, my master. I relinquish control of her to you."

"I don't belong to you!" Meredith shrieked in her grating voice. "What the hell are you?" Except for maybe in a fantasy movie she'd never seen anything like him before.

"SILENCE, BITCH!" Graz'zt backhanded her across her cheek which had her head snapping to one side with a bit of blood spewing out. "Speak again and I will take you now."

Meredith wasn't used to being treated like that. She was special and didn't deserve such treatment. He didn't know who he was dealing with. "I'll speak to you any way I please," she screeched at him and stood her ground. Then she turned to look at Rick. "Take me back…NOW!"

"I am going to enjoy her. Your payment will arrive before the end of the day, Castle. If she pleases me as much as I think I may even give you something extra." Graz'zt smiled widely as his clothing disappeared in an instant.

It was Rick's cue to leave. "You will enjoy her, my master." Rick walked away, hoping for that touch of extra. He had plans for all that gold he was going to get for her. There were things he still needed to buy.

Rick heard Meredith scream; he was sure his master had rammed his cock into her not-yet-prepared-for-him pussy. Her blood would soon provide the lubrication she would need to ease the pain of being raped by his master. The first of at least several times, he was sure.

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"Vucarik, I have the gold you require." Rick dropped his bag on his desk.

"Castle." Vucarik picked up the bag and dumped it before handing him back the bag. It looked right to him though he would count it later and if Castle was cheating him, he would send his enforcer to take the missing gold out of his hide.

Vucarik turned and unlocked a small box set into the wall behind him, pulling out the contents and placing the ring on the desk. "One Ring of Regeneration."

Rick picked it up and looked it over. It was a white gold ring set with a large green sapphire. He wasted no time in slipping it on his finger. He knew just what it would do for him. Though simply putting it on he felt nothing.

"What's the most powerful weapon you have on hand?" Rick had still more gold and was interested in a weapon, if it was the right one.

"Hmm." Vucarik looked him over. He knew Rick was an Incubus and that he had strength. There were other demons that were far more powerful like their master, for example. Still a two handed sword was too much for him.

"A long sword, I would guess. Let me think." He turned his back on Rick and looked at his numerous locked doors. Almost every door had something behind it. "Perhaps this one." He unlocked a door, pulled out the sword that was in a scabbard, and placed it on the desk.

"Darkmoon, originally claimed by the Starym clan. This Elven Moonblade was corrupted by Illitran Starym with the assistance of Moander, god of corruption and decay. The blade is also known as Bladeshee for its mythical ghost's ability to cast the spell Wail of the Banshee.

Rick plopped another bag filled with gold on his desk. Vucarik dumped it on a different area of his desk. He took a few pieces away and put them back in Rick's bag.

"You are now the proud owner of the Elven Moonblade, Darkmoon." He was happy to take Rick's money. Almost all of it.