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Before Enda, Giorgio barely used his magic. He lived and worked among humans, so there really hadn’t been any need. But it certainly had its uses, especially transporting Enda and himself to the bed when he really didn’t want to stop kissing his mate long enough to climb out of the bath and dry them both off.

Taking care to land so he wasn’t squashing his mate, Giorgio lost himself in the taste and affection pouring from Enda’s body. His hands were firm as they stroked Giorgio’s skin, and Giorgio wanted to press into those hands because of the sensations they sent zinging through his body.

His cock was hard. That was a given being around a naked mate, but Giorgio found himself pressing harder against Enda’s body, looking for friction, and Enda was doing the same.

Kisses are like a magic sauce. Because that’s what it felt like. Just a taste of Enda’s lips and any sensible thought vanished from Giorgio’s brain. He wanted to feel Enda all over his body, he wanted the man’s cock pressing against his, so Giorgio made it happen, pleased to hear Enda’s low moan.

Moans gave way to panting as the kisses got more frantic. Knowing Enda needed to breathe, Giorgio pulled away from his mate’s lips, but his mouth was still busy, sucking up marks on Enda’s neck and chin, sucking on Enda’s earlobes that caused Enda to yell and grip at him even harder.

Giorgio wanted more and he moved down, putting Enda on his back and holding his torso down as he kissed his way down to Enda’s nipples – sucking on one before moving to the other – pressing his torso down so Enda’s cock was getting some friction while he was humping the covers.

The air was filled with the scent of their joint arousal. Enda’s moans caressed his ears, and Giorgio didn’t even think as he used his magic to prepare himself. There was no second guessing, no overthinking. Giorgio reached behind himself to see if his finger would go into his ass. It did. Still not thinking about it, Giorgio sat up, straddling Enda’s hips.

His mate’s cock was slim and long, its tip bright red and leaking already. Holding it in his hand, Giorgio might have gone a little bit overboard with the lube he conjured in his fingers, but Enda’s top half was thrashing against the covers, his mate’s face flushed, and his eyes closed as Giorgio quickly made sure his mate’s cock was thoroughly slicked up.

We can do this. And in that moment Giorgio wanted to. It wasn’t just the double claim aspect, it was sharing something special, something he’d saved for his mate. While that might have been an old-fashioned idea, Giorgio was running with it. A double first for a double claim.

It wasn’t quite as easy as porn suggested, or as simple as when Giorgio was shoving his dick into someone else. For one thing, he couldn’t actually see what he was doing, so it took a moment to get the angle right. For some reason asses weren’t directly under the balls, which would’ve been easier with the position Giorgio was going for.

He needed to tilt his butt up. The only way he could do that, with his bulk and given he didn’t want to squash his mate, was to plant one foot firmly on the mattress, his leg bent at the knee as he got Enda’s cockhead into the right position.

Enda wasn’t moving at all anymore. His cock was still firm, but he was staring at Giorgio, his eyes wide. “This’ll be great, you’ll see,” Giorgio said with a lot more cheer than he was feeling. His cock was ready to go down as Enda’s went up, but Enda must’ve noticed and a moment later Giorgio was groaning as Enda’s hands were wrapped around his cock, giving him something else to think about.

It wasn’t awful. Giorgio knew he was clean inside thanks to his magic – although he kept feeling as though he wanted to fart. Guessing it was his body’s natural reaction to having something shoved into an out hole, Giorgio breathed through it and in sooner time than he thought possible, Enda’s cock couldn’t go any farther.

I’ll just stay still for a moment, he thought, eyes closed, savoring the delicious movements Enda was making up and down his cock and around his balls, rather than what was going on behind. Enda was fueling his horny levels, and Giorgio wriggled his hips, seeking more of the sensations.

Of course, his front and back bits were connected by his hips. So, as Giorgio thrust forward, wanting more of Enda’s hands, the cock in his butt was being moved, too. Giorgio leaned back slightly, wanting to focus on his front half, but when he did that, he got a jolt from his back end that ran right up his cock. That’s why men do this, he thought as he wiggled, trying to feel that sensation again.

He could feel his orgasm building, even though he was barely moving at all. Enda had just the right amount of pressure on his dick, paying close attention to that place just beneath Giorgio’s cockhead. Between that and a gentle brush of fingers against his balls with every down stroke, Giorgio knew he was close.

“Babe, you need to bite,” he said between pants, trying to catch Enda’s eyes. His balls were already tight, and there was a pull in his lower abdomen, letting him know his orgasm was sitting right there.

Enda’s entire focus was on Giorgio’s dick. “Babe, now.” Leaning forward, Giorgio caught Enda’s body up with one arm, smashing him into Giorgio’s chest. He didn’t know if Enda could reach his mating mark or not – Giorgio just knew his mate needed to bite him. There was a quick sharp pain over his heart, and Giorgio groaned as his cock pulsed and he was making a mess between them. From the splodge and sudden tension in Enda’s body, he was sure Enda had climaxed, too.

One breath, and then a second one, and then Enda’s body tensed again. “Giorgio, it’s coming, my bird is coming. What do I do?”

“It’s just like an orgasm, babe. Relax and let it come.” Giorgio pulled on his magic yet again and translocated them between realms. Hopefully Enda’s cock would come free before they hit the wastelands. Otherwise, that could be awkward.

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For twenty-five years the phoenix had been waiting for this moment. As his wings flared wide across the strange landscape, the phoenix knew he was safe because of his hellhound, who was watching him from the ground.

Taking a well-overdue stretch, the phoenix reveled in the flames that flared where feathers would be, their bright orange, red, and yellow colors blending and shifting seamlessly as the phoenix shot up into the sky. Turning, he flew in a large circle, the flames trailing behind him, before he swooped low, taking care not to singe his hound’s fur as he flew over him, darting across the barren lands.

The hound was barking, sounding his encouragement as the phoenix flew, keeping pace with him effortlessly as they streaked across the land. His whole life, the phoenix had been confined, all through no fault of his human. But as he flew, the phoenix knew he had finally come into his power, and it was all thanks to his wonderful mate.

A peahen no more. That is what the hound spirit had said he looked like when they first met. The hound hadn’t been unhappy about it, and when the phoenix explained his need for secrecy, the hellhound had done his best to keep them safe.

Now, I can stand by his side. I’m not a victim anymore, either. I am a survivor! Letting out a loud screech, the phoenix flew up the side of a large black pile of rocks, perching on a ledge at the top, his head turning one way and then the other so he could get a better look at himself.

“You look incredible.” The human version of Giorgio, now fully dressed, joined him on the ledge, wearing a proud smile. The phoenix drew back, unwilling to let his flames hurt his mate. “Your flames can’t hurt me, I promise. Hellhounds are immune to magical attacks and fire. Let me get closer and show you.”

Trust our mate, Enda implored his phoenix, and the phoenix agreed. It would be a sad life if every time he shifted, his mate had to keep his distance. He stood tall and proud, his head stretched up, almost reaching Giorgio’s shoulder, and his tail flaming out behind him as the man got closer.

“You do realize that as a phoenix, you can’t die, even if you weren’t made immortal through mating with me.” Giorgio stood beside him, and the phoenix watched as Giorgio’s hands passed through the flames around his head. Mesmerizing. “You could be shot a million times, blown to smithereens by a bomb, poisoned, or dead by any number of other horrible acts, and every time your attacker thought you had died, you would be reborn again in moments, thanks to your flames. You are the flame that never dies.”

The phoenix tilted his head, giving his mate the side-eye. Giorgio laughed. “And yes, you look totally gorgeous.” He caught the phoenix’s eye. “Strong. Stunning. Invincible.”

Bobbing his head, the phoenix agreed, although all that flying for the first time had tired him out. He was just about to ask for help in shifting back when another voice could be heard.

“Oh, my goodness, you were right, Hades. Giorgio’s little bird is special. He’s a gorgeous phoenix. How incredible. I’ve never seen one before.”

“We’ve got company,” Giorgio said in a low voice. “It’s Consort Ali. I should’ve guessed he’d come out to see what was going on. Did you want to go down and say hello? You won’t hurt them if that’s what you’re worrying about.”

Meh. Fine. I guess I can show off for ten minutes more. With a loud screech, the phoenix took to the skies again as Giorgio translocated down the rocks to stand beside Lord Hades and Consort Ali, sitting in their carriage. A few loop-di-loops, and Enda would be ready for something else to eat.