[Book of Eros] Chapter 7 & Chapter 8. (Patreon)

Chapter 7: Gifts and Conditions.

Leonardo flipped back to the fourth page of the small book. Handwritten in black ink, he read the page to himself.

‘>Gift of Recovery:Grants the owner of this book the ability to feel sexual pleasure once more. Meant for those bearing the Curse of the Gifted. May the heavens be merciful and smile upon you.
>>>Condition: Give a single partner three orgasms within a three days, without orgasming yourself.’

Nothing more was written. Following that page were incomprehensible writings.

“What’s next are the details for the spell. Think of it as the formula that makes use of the sexual energy to make the spell take effect,” Mrs. Wisler explained. “But never mind that. What do you think?”

Leonardo swallowed hard. “It’s… more straightforward than I thought it would be.”

“My father made that a priority. If whoever I gave the book to needed to study as much as he did, the curse would never be lifted.” She smiled wryly. “If you keep flipping through the pages, you’ll find even more Gifts, which need different conditions to be fulfilled. The ones you should absolutely focus on, however, are that one and the next two.”

Leonardo read the next two Gifts.

‘>Gift of Giving: Grants the owner’s partner(s) the ability to feel sexual pleasure when having sex with them. Meant for members of the clan who could not attune with the book. May the owner of this item grant them some form of relief, if only temporary.
>>>Condition: Enter a formal sexual relationship in which you keep your partner satisfied and maintain it for at least a month.’

‘>Gift of Polyamory: Removes the concept of exclusivity regarding relationships when it comes to the owner of this book. Sexual energy generated by a single person is very limited. This Gift is meant to allow the owner to fulfill the objective of this book while sparing others from as much heartache as possible.
>>>Condition: Gain the trust of four different people whom you have feelings for.’

“Is this seriously real?” Leonardo asked with a small twitch of his eye.

“Don’t try to suppress it, dear,” Mrs. Wisler chuckled. “I can see you like what you’re reading.”

He groaned.

It was hard to say if it was his pent-up frustrations making him think like that, or perhaps he was just naturally a damn pervert, but the thought of having several women to himself was… exhilarating.

“No matter how much they tried, my father and his friends couldn’t get around the fact that the sexual energy of multiple people is needed to power the book. No matter what, if the owner of the book wants any chance at gathering enough sexual energy, they’ll need to have sex with several people. It’s what led to the aphrodisiac spell and the polyamory spell. Sexual energy can only be gathered from your partners, not yourself. And a single person can’t hope to produce the amount of energy needed for the final and true purpose of the book.”

“What’s that purpose?”

“The summoning of Ragaraja’s power, the deity to whom the first ritual was offered. The being who both blessed and cursed the clan. You could think of using the book as an extremely long ritual. Just as our ancestors offered all their sexual energy to Ragaraja for their Gifts in a single night, you’ll accumulate sexual energy over time, harmlessly and from several people, and use it to fuel a spell that will cleanse you, every other member of the clan and even your descendants, of this damned curse.”

Leonardo bit his lip.

He felt pressure on his shoulders, but worse than that, he clearly felt the excitement, his own desires pushing him to agree. Why should he even hesitate, anyway? He would get to recover his ability to feel pleasure and be granted power to have as much sex as he wanted. He had to suffer the agony of involuntary abstinence for too long, and he wasn’t the only one.

…

Then he remembered Angela in the other room. She was incredibly hot, and his mind already had come up with so many scenarios in which he’d like to have her. With the Book of Eros, and the powers it granted, those thoughts might even become a reality.

He clicked his tongue and smiled wryly to himself, shaking his head.

“Fucking hell.”

"What is it?” Mrs. Wisler asked, tilting her head.

“I think I’m just realizing what I’m gonna have to do.”

“Does that mean you’ve accepted it?”

“Worse. I think I want to do it,” he admitted. “Not because of some altruistic reasons like freeing everyone from a curse. I just need to feel the pleasure, not that ghost of an orgasm that happens when I masturbate. My whole body is demanding the real thing.”

“Believe me, I understand,” Mrs. Wisler nodded. “Plenty have felt like you. Use that motivation to drive you.”

Leonardo knew that accepting this meant he might have to do some nasty things. He was sure he was 100% straight, so that meant looking for many women to have sex with. If Angela was half as pent-up as he was, she would probably be up for it, but he needed to recover his own ability to feel pleasure first, and then gain the ability to let her feel her own.

“There is something else you need to know about the book,” Mrs. Wisler said. “Remember how this magic follows the logic of conditions. For the book itself to work, it must also follow two general conditions. One, it may only have one owner. It has accepted you now, and I do not know of a way to invalidate the contract. And two, the conditions for every Gift must be fulfilled here, in Noroi Island.”

“I see,” Leonardo smiled wryly. “That’s why you brought me here.”

“Precisely,” she admitted. “I promise I’m not hiding anything from you or the others. I’m just trying not to overwhelm you with information.”

“Well, I’m feeling pretty overwhelmed,” Leonardo chuckled with a tired, toothy grin.

“If you ever have questions, I promise to do my best to answer.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, ma’am,” he said. “And I hate to ask this, but… any ideas on how to start?”

“Like I said, focus on the first three Gifts. You need to recover your own sensations, or you won’t be able to progress at all. Then, focus on the Gift of Giving. I believe female members of the clan, like Angela, will be more cooperative than others. And finally, if you manage to acquire the Gift of Polyamory, you won’t need to worry about cheating on women, and you’ll be free to do whatever you want.”

Leonardo let out a soft chuckle devoid of any humor. “I’m gonna get hanged.”

It was a bit conflicting, but he had no time to hesitate. A solution to his problem lay right in his hand, and he was going to make use of it.

***

Chapter 8: An agonizing dream.

That night, Leonardo had a dream. It had been long, maybe two years, since he’d stopped having dreams like that. Did the recent revelations and the thought of the possibilities have something to do with it?

His surroundings didn’t matter. He was in a black void. There was a bed, the details of which his mind didn’t draw. He only needed to understand it represented the concept of a bed. But the person who was with him in the dream, his mind drew all the details it could imagine.

Angela lay naked on the bed, long legs crossed and arms behind her head, like she was stretching to show off her erotic body. Her breasts were just as big as he had pictured them, but contrasted with small, pink areolas. Every single one of her curves was perfect, with a narrow waist and voluptuous hips.

He couldn’t resist. He threw himself on top of her like a hungry lion, and caught her lips with his as his hands groped her chest. He heard Angela moan loudly, ecstatic. Her own hands roamed his naked body greedily.

“I need this so bad,” Angela whispered. “Take me, Leo. Make me yours. Fuck me until neither of us can walk.”

Her voice made him shiver. It sounded so sexy and full of frantic need. He guided his full erection to her perfectly shaved pussy, and thrust inside her with ease. He drove hard and desperately into her, their lips craving for each other. Angela only stopped kissing him to scream her pleasure.

“Fuck! Yes! Yes! More! Fuck me more!”

In a blink, they had changed position. Angela was now on all fours, and Leonardo was taking her from behind. He thrust into her wildly, watching her meaty ass bounce on his cock. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it, making Angela throw her head back and showing him her blissful smile.

“Yes! Be rough with me!” she screamed.

Another blink, and Angela was suddenly riding him. Leonardo held her waist as the gorgeous blonde rocked her hips back and forth. Her breasts bounced wildly. Her entire being was a mesmerizing sight.

“Does my pussy feel good, baby? Uh? Do you want to come inside me?” she teased with a grin. “Fuck baby, please, come inside me! Fill me up! Please, I need it!”

Then he was fucking her against a wall. He was lifting her leg and thrusting inside her as she had her arms around his neck, sucking on his tongue. He could hear his own groans mix with her loud, sweet moans. Her face was red with pleasure, her eyes locked on him.

“Shoot it inside me, baby! Make me pregnant! I’ll have your children, Leo! Just fucking come inside me!”

After another blink, he was laying on the bed with Angela between his legs. She was worshiping his cock, running her tongue along his lengths and taking it all the way back to her throat.

“It’s so good,” she groaned. “Your cock is perfect, baby! I love it! I want to suck on it every day!” she said. Her head bobbed, her pouty lips perfectly wrapped around his dick. “Let me drink it, baby! Let me swallow it!”

He blinked again, and he was sitting at the edge of the bed with Angela on his lap. She hugged him tightly as she bounced on his cock, her breasts pressing against his chest.

“I love you, baby!” she whispered in his ear. “I love you so much!” She kissed his neck, his cheek, his lips. “Stay with me forever, baby!”

Her voice was desperate, frantic. She was pleading for his full attention.

“Embrace me, dear! Hold me, kiss me and make love to me! I love you! Come inside me and let me have you baby!”

For a single second, he felt as though something was rising from within him. But abruptly, without any sort of warning, he was back on his futon. He was sweating like he never had before. His breathing was ragged. He sat up, throwing the covers away. His heart pounded loud enough for him to feel it in his ears.

Worst of all, there was the already familiar sensation of need, desire and frustration that could not be satisfied. His body burned, and despite knowing it would be useless, he masturbated.

It was difficult. His penis couldn’t get hard enough despite how clear the memories of his dream were. When he ejaculated, it was only a few, pitiful drops. There was no relief, only the need for more, for the real thing.

He wanted to go to Angela’s room and make her orgasm so he could recover his own sensations, but she was in the same boat as him in the first place. He had to wonder if she was as desperate for it as he was, or if it was easier for her.

It was 3:41 am already. There was no point for him to try and go back to sleep. He wouldn’t be able to. His heart raced still. He took his phone and his notebook and went back to practicing his Japanese. He needed to learn quickly.

When morning came and they met to have breakfast, he had troubles meeting Angela’s eyes. Not so much out of shame, but because seeing her made him remember the dream too clearly. It made him want her. She probably noticed, considering she was suddenly avoiding looking at him as well. Mrs. Wisler, though, obviously knew something was up, but didn’t say anything either, most likely out of respect. It wasn’t like anything she could say would make things better.