Last of The Fae

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"I underestimated you," Rita admitted, addressing Thane as her crew packed up and left the store.

"I planned on it," Thane replied, his face an unreadable mask, "But you aren't the first, and you most certainly won't be the last." 

Rita could only nod and resist the urge to fidget underneath Thane's heavy gaze, "Off the record, how much of what you said was the truth?" 

"Every last word," Thane replied without hesitation as he continued to stare unblinkingly at Rita, who suddenly felt her heart skip a beat as a warmth spread through her chest, leaving her short of breath, "If you knew I would misjudge you, why offer me a position? Does it even exist?" 

Thane's stoic mask cracked as he grinned at Rita, though his perfect white teeth seemed to gleam like fangs in the silver light, "My offer was genuine and still is. You're an intelligent woman, Rita. Manipulative as well. You understand how people behave, how they react to fear, hope, joy, and greed. That's why your articles are so popular, and you understand the appeal of my little speech during our interview." 

"You're playing the insecurities of the pure-blood supremacists and the public's fear," Rita analyzed, "You're trying to make the Ministry the minority. It's the only way your bill will get passed." 

"And this is why I offered you a position," Thane replied, "You can see through the smokescreen, and with your platform, I'd much rather have you as an ally than an enemy." 

"Thank you for the flattery," Rita replied steadily before steeling herself, "But I have to ask, what's in it for me? Standing with you could be just as dangerous as standing against you."

Thane's gleaming grin turned predatory as he chuckled, "I can prove to you that standing with me is the only correct choice, but once I do, I can't afford to let you simply walk away. And if you choose to walk away, I promise you this opportunity will never come again. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Rita's breath hitched for a second as Thane's eyes shone with a primal hunger. This was her last opportunity to walk away without consequence. Logic demanded her to turn away from Thane and never look back, but Rita had never been one to settle. 

"I understand," Rita muttered, causing Thane's eyes to widen in shock before a boisterous laugh erupted from his lips, "Very well then."

In the next instant, Rita felt Thane's aura, a manifestation of his magical power, flare into existence. The formerly still air stirred as Thane's aura blanketed the room with an almost suffocating presence, and Rita took an unconscious step back. 

Seeing her falter, Thane's smile intensified. Throughout his interactions with Rita and her crew, he noticed a significant shift in his mental state. Feeling them hang off his every word and stare at him in awe and shock was almost euphoric. Ever since learning about his origin, Thane started to accept the reality that he alone stood above all others. The attention he once had to endure in uncomfortable silence now felt only right. 

The shift in Thane's mental state was only further encouraged as he finished merging with his Magala's spirit, the ancestor of every dragon, the most prideful and powerful magical beast ever to walk the earth. So Thane, displaying his magnificence to Rita, who watched on in awe, had the full support of his animalistic spirit. 

After letting Rita bask in his glory, Thane retracted his aura as he manipulated the stone beneath him, forming a grand stone throne that he lowered himself into.

Rita blinked, stunned, as she still felt the lingering pressure of Thane's aura, something she had never felt before, and when she imagined someone producing a more assertive aura, Rita could only imagine a few select few, all of them being adults. An impressive comparison, as while magical power could be improved through training, it primarily grew over time as the wizard or witch aged. If Thane was this powerful as a teenager, where would he stand in a decade?

"So, do you accept my offer?" Thane asked as he lounged on his throne, watching Rita, who slowly blinked as she emerged from whatever daze Thane's aura had trapped her in. 

"How?" Rita asked slowly in clear disbelief. 

Thane grinned, "If you want to know my secrets, I will need proof of your loyalty and subordination." 

Before Rita could ask what Thane meant, she watched his gaze dip down from her face as a hunger burned in his eyes. Normally, Rita would laugh at a seventeen-year-old making such a bold pass at her, but Thane had all the right reasons to be arrogant. And instead of disdain, Rita felt her body heat up as she felt Thane's eyes roam over her figure. 

With anxious breaths that made her chest swell, Rita walked over to Thane, her high heels clicking against the stone. Stopping in front of him, she reached up and slowly removed her shawl, exposing her naked shoulders and impressive bust, which threatened to fall out of her plunging neckline. 

Rita reached up to remove her glass, only for Thane to interrupt, "Leave them on." 

Rita paused before letting her hands fall to the side as she lowered herself onto her knees, putting her at eye level with Thane's crotch. Rita looked up at Thane only to see his expectant gaze, making her blush like a nervous schoolgirl. 

Wordlessly, Rita reached out and undid Thane's belt and zipper before pulling down his pants and drawer, freeing his manhood. Rita stared wordlessly at Thane's more than generous endowment, and a pang of fear gave her pause. 

But the weight of Thane's gaze was a silent but forceful encouragement as Rita grabbed his cock by the base and started to stroke his length. Thane let out a pleased sigh, the sound making Rita's body flush with heat that tunneled straight to the core of her being. But she wanted more. Rita wouldn't settle for a just sigh. She wanted Thane to moan out her name as he gripped the back of her skull, and his toes curled with pleasure. 

Emboldened by her vision of success, Rita met Thane's gaze as she stuck out her tongue, letting her drool spill onto Thane's cock. Soon, the wet slick of Rita jerking Thane off echoed in the store. The entire time, Rita looked up at Thane, carefully watching his expression, hoping to catch his lip curl or his eye twitch, some sign that her administration was having its desired effect. 

But even as Thane's fat cock became as hard as steel in her hand, his face didn't so much as flinch. Gritting her teeth, Rita felt her competitive nature rise, and she suddenly stopped sitting back as she reached up and pushed down the shoulders of her dress, letting her gravity-defying breasts pop free. 

Rita grinned as she watched Thane's eyes lock onto her massive tits as his cock throbbed with lust. 

Leaning forward, Rita managed to smother Thane's long, hard cock between her breasts before lubricating them with a generous amount of spit as she started to jerk him off. 

Thane exhaled heavily through his nose as he felt Rita's impossibly soft tits envelop his cock. While Daphne wasn't flat-chested by any means, Rita was generously endowed to the point where Thane wondered how she ever fit inside her dress. 

Rita grinned as she felt Thane's cock throb against her chest. Going in for the kill, Rita leaned over and wrapped her lips around the tip of Thane's dick sticking out between her melon-sized breasts. 

Rita's cheeks hallowed as she sucked Thane off, desperate to feel him unravel as she used her tongue to tease Thane. 

'Come on give Mama her sugar,' Rita thought as her cheeks flushed and a small puddle formed between her legs. 

Feeling his control slipping, Thane stared into Rita's eyes. Seeing her haughty and defiant look, he decided it was time to show her who was in control.