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"I thought so, too. A man dressed like that would be noticed, but then whoever he was, he did not show up on camera, so perhaps no one saw him." Nik stated.
“Magic?” Josef asked, a little shocked. “But how, how would we not know?”
"Magics is the only answer to what appears to be happening but there are no markers of spells or occult behavior," Nik commented.
"The Cyprians gave us tools to ferret out magic influence and presence, and I have found no evidence of such within the Center or its property," Zac added.
"We don't know for certain that anything happened in that storeroom or that magic was present. Get me the answers I need." Nik declared and then stood up. "Let's do a walk-through." He addressed Josef, who was instantly on his feet and standing next to him. Both Zac and Cole exited the room after giving their pledge to get to the bottom of the issue.
Nik and Josef started in the sub-basement and worked upward. By the time they reached the main floor, they recognized the atmosphere of the Center to be anxious and tense. "I don't know if it's the Center or if it's me, but the air has gotten very strained," Nik mentioned.
"It's not just you; I feel it too. It's subtle, although it doesn't feel like magic." Josef observed. "Where is it originating from? Can you tell?"
Nik stopped and centered his mind, then reached out to the feelings churning around them. The misty presence of pressure moved and oscillated staying out of touch and focus. "I don't know what it is or if it is anything at all. Obscurity and confusion are part of its construct." Nik walked over to the main doors that led to the Plaza and stopped to stare out at the nature and beauty beyond the doors.
"It's a hex." The word and the depth of its meaning stopped Josef in his tracks, and he, too, stared out at the world beyond the doors of the Hadden Center.
Enzo was losing himself in the touch of his beloved and loving every minute of it; the man's hands were magic. He was still unsure, but his need was overriding his careful nature.
"Take what you want, sweetheart." Enzo urged him on. Foster began a series of wild kisses to Enzo's throat and the underside of his chin. His inhibitions were letting go. When his hand ventured to cup the front of Enzo's pants and caress his growing hardness, he decided to make the move.
Enzo gathered him up into his arms and headed for the bedroom. Things were progressing fast, and he wanted to make sure that Foster was comfortable. He sat him down on his feet by the edge of the bed but kept him in the circle of his arms.
Foster's hands were still exploring, and the heat was building inside Enzo. He really had no intention of claiming his lover so quickly, believing that Foster would need time to adjust to the new relationship. But with his hands doing what they were doing, he knew that he would not be able to hold back. He would mark and claim his beloved.
“Do you want this?” Enzo whispered against Foster’s cheek.
"All of you, I want all of you." There was a desperate edge to Foster's words, but his desire was clear, and he wasn't asking; he was demanding, and it set Enzo on fire. Foster released Enzo's belt and then undid his pants, opening the zipper and spreading the sides apart. He reached inside to grip his hard, weeping cock, and the moment was electric. Foster's hand was warm, and his embrace was firm yet gentle, and Enzo couldn't stop the moan that slid across his lips.
"You're driving me wild, Foster. Don't stop." Enzo began a slow thrust and cupped the side of Foster's face, bringing him up closer for a deep, penetrating kiss. He could feel Foster pushing his pants down lower with his free hand, and the message was clear. Enzo slipped off his suit jacket and his tie and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it mindlessly to the floor.
"Your turn, my love." He said and started pulling on Foster's shirt, freeing it from his pants before pulling it off and dropping it on top of his own. Foster had a firm, muscular chest that called to be caressed. Enzo took a slow, careful step back, causing Foster to release him, and the man's displeasure was obvious. Enzo smiled and very quickly relieved Foster of his remaining clothes.
Foster was handsome to the bone. Everything about this young man turned Enzo on and caused a rapid beating of his heart combined with breathless anticipation. Enzo then removed his own clothes and quickly reached for Foster, pulling him for a full-body hug and reveling in how they fit together just as Fate designed.
"I love the feel of your body, Enzo." Foster was not holding back, so Enzo reciprocated.
"Your body was made for me, Foster. Fate brought us together, and Fate will make us one. You are gorgeous, and I want you so badly. Let me claim you, my love. Let us be one."
"Claim me, Enzo, what are you waiting for?" Foster quipped, and Enzo picked him up and deposited him on the large bed, laying him out and touching every inch of his beautiful body in the process. He was as hard as Enzo, his cock throbbing and leaking with the need for satisfaction. The vision was sending Enzo over the edge.
"I need to be inside you now." He said and, without hesitation, rolled Foster onto his stomach and mounted him from behind. With plenty of lube and a vigorous stretch, he had Foster begging to be filled and writhing in pleasure. Enzo worked him, stretching and filling him, thrusting and feeling his body pulsate.
Enzo dropped a kiss to the small of Foster's back and squeezed the two luscious globes, pulling them apart and baring his prize. Foster moved up onto his knees and trusted his ass back toward Enzo, eager for penetration. "Take me, Enzo. I want to feel you inside, stretching and owning me. Let us be one."
"Heart and soul, my beloved," Enzo whispered and plunged deep inside, filling him completely, stretching the velvety soft flesh and experiencing the warm, tight embrace of his beloved.
"Heart and soul, Enzo," Foster repeated in a strained voice, followed by a guttural moan. Enzo pulled out and thrust back inside, adding to the pressure and the speed, giving his lover a sensation of electric heat building and bringing him to fulfillment.
"Touch yourself, my love. I want to see you come." He asked and held Foster's hips, stabilizing him for the forceful thrusts he was delivering. Foster did as he was asked and began stroking his hard cock, pulling and squeezing, increasing his speed to match Enzo's thrusts.
Foster thought he was going to lose his mind as Enzo brought him to the very height of sensation, stimulating every nerve and holding him there, teetering over the magnificent abyss. His lover was skilled and commanding, taking what he wanted and giving Foster the moon and the stars. "Harder Enzo, make me come." He pleaded and stroked his hard sensitive cock feeling the heat ignite his heart and mind.
Enzo did not disappoint; he slammed inside, gripping Foster's flesh and going so deep that Foster could feel him in every inch of his body. He shook and exploded inside Foster; he could feel the hot seed filling him full and Enzo's hot breath bathing his back, and then he struck. Foster felt teeth piercing the skin at the base of his throat and hot breath stimulating and invigorating his heated flesh.
He'd latched on and was feeding, and it was the most erotic thing Foster had ever been a part of. The sensations coursing through him were off the chart, and he felt himself trembling with the pleasure and the decadence of it all. Foster gripped his cock tight, and the sensations rocketed through him, making him come in an explosive fashion emptying everything he had and then some. Enzo finished and kissed his throat while slowly pulling out, causing another frisson of sensations to erupt.
The feeling of complete satisfaction washed over Foster like a tidal wave, and he dropped to the bed with Enzo on top of him. Enzo's arm that was around him kept him from falling into his spent seed. He heard the soft chuckle and felt the kiss on his shoulder as Enzo moved him to the side, pulled the top blanket off the bed, and tossed it aside. He then rolled Foster onto his back and stretched out beside him. It was the most peace and comfort Foster had felt in the entirety of his life.
