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Well this is number 3 of my on going series enjoy. Just Read it. Longest one yet I think.

Lady of Luck 3

Peter cursed under his breath; his fingers burnt with another failed spell, "Don't worry" said Dawn calmingly "it takes ages to learn the art of magic". Peter swore at himself it was his fault that he was doing this he had gotten curious about the magic Dawn used and asked her to show him how to use it, it turned out to be much harder than it looked, when he tried to cast a spell to summon some food he had summoned a featherless not to mention headless chicken that continued to walk around till Dawn got over her laughter and banished it back to the eythr of magic.

Dawn was stunned at the power Peter showed but felt it was best if she didn't tell him how powerful he was, he seemed to be having enough troubles with simple spells, he just couldn't to hold onto the magic long enough to shape it. Dawn after about four hours of Peter's continued failures, funny though they were, was resigned to the fact Peter couldn't use magic it wasn't a major problem though it bothered Peter to no end that she could do this but he couldn't.

Peter eventually gave up and accepted that he could cast magic, so he decided that he need to make or purchase a weapon as soon as possible to help Dawn, partly to help her, mainly to sooth his pride. Peter asked Dawn if they could find a village so they could buy a weapon, Dawn was evasive on the subject to him but he wanted a weapon to help and would take no for an answer, Dawn gave a long suffering sigh and agreed when they next found a village they would go in rather than sneak around the village to preserve their secrecy.

Dawn wasn't looking forward to entering a village a fact she kept hidden from Peter she didn't want him to know she was a Goddess it just wasn't fair but she had to get Peter a weapon to keep him safe in case they encountered that gryphon or one of her brother's other minions she was certain he would be dumb enough to send out the Genthre they were impossible to control once off the leash well at least she hoped her brother wasn't dumb enough.

The Genthre stalked through the forest they found the place where the gryphon had impacted the trees and they searched the place where Dawn and Peter had hidden from the gryphon they could not hide no-one could from the Genthre, cursed humans made to serve Shadow through Shadow's dark power over them. They were gifted with senses far beyond the natural but for this they sacrificed their very humanity in the search for their power. They were unstoppable hunters and damnedly hard to kill with armor as black as night forged in furnaces deep under the Blacklands and they were after Peter.

Dawn and Peter emerged from the forest dishevellved and happy for the most part with Dawn still being a little annoyed that her secret would probably be exposed here in the village and it might also bring down her brother's minions on them. Peter and Dawn walked into the village together. Peter thought Dawn was acting rather strangely, almost hiding her face from everyone they passed; they definitely needed to talk but not here. Peter strode into the blacksmith's armourery and asked for a good blade, shield and a bow with a quiver full of arrows as well as other essential items of war not noticing the eyes that followed him as he walked across the street to rejoin Dawn.

'Yes, there it is again' he thought as he saw Dawn shy away from another person but his thoughts were soon distracted as something cloaked in what seemed to be black armor burst out through the tavern door and drew a wickedly serrated sword closely followed by another who drew back a bow ready to fire. Dawn swore as she saw the Genthre burst out through the tavern door appalling several nearby travelers with her choice of swear word. Dawn quickly drew power around her but felt it drain away just as a third armor Genthre walked out of the tavern carrying a strange staff.

The staff wielding Genthre made a gesture at Dawn uttering something in a guttural language that sent her flying across the road to slam through a wooden wall. Peter cried out as he saw Dawn slam into the wall "I swear you'll regret that" he cursed at the Genthre draw the sword and shield out. The sword wielding Genthre rushed Peter swinging a lazy blow at Peter's head turning the blow into a downwards slash at his chest almost catching Peter on the blade, Peter cried out in alarm as he jumped back stabbed wildly at the Genthre catching it in the neck sending it gurgling on the road bleeding to death. The staff wielder cried out in something akin to pain as it saw the sword wielder go down bleeding out its life onto the dusty road a dark stain spreading around it, the archer sent a shaft at Peter slamming the arrow into his right shoulder almost knocking Peter off his feet.

Peter struggled to his feet as he saw the archer draw back his bow, Peter rushed the archer knowing the next shot was likely to kill him. Peter slammed his shield into the archer jerking his aim at the last second sending the shaft into the staff wielder instead of into Peter, the staff wielder collapsed a shaft sticking out of its throat head at angle suggesting the arrow broke its neck on impact. The archer screamed in horror as the staff wielder collapsed turning and running away into the shadow of the town. Dawn struggled out of the wall her mouth opened seeing him with two of the Genthre dead around him the last nowhere to be seen, Peter staggered towards her "did pretty well didn't I" then he collapsed on his back the shaft of the arrow now obvious to Dawn.

Dawn rushed Peter to their camp to remove the arrow, the Genthre often poisoned their arrows and all their arrows were barbed making removal difficult at the best of times and Peter had an arrow stuck in his shoulder this was going to be difficult. Dawn laid Peter down gently as she prepared to remove the arrow which she thought was going to take ages; she checked the wound it hadn't discolored so they hadn't poisoned Peter but the arrow absolutely had to come out or the wound would become infected. Peter moaned softly as she tugged gently at the arrow head cutting the barbs loose with a very small dagger then finally it was out, Dawn sat down exhausted after she cleaned the wound she laid Peter in their bed and went to sleep.

Peter awoke next to Dawn and found her staring at him, Dawn kissed Peter "If you ever do something like that again I will kill you" whispered Dawn.

Peter smiled "What a wake up" and tried to sit up but Dawn pushed him down again "You need to rest" she said and with that got up to make breakfast and Peter laughed glad that he was alive and with the woman he loved. Days later Dawn and Peter prepared to leave then a barbed shaft came out of nowhere and slammed into Dawn pinning her to the ground, Peter cursed drawing his sword as the archer dropped from the trees carrying a serrated dagger.

It was the Genthre of the village; Peter glanced around to check that there weren't more of the warriors attacking the camp then "Pathetic really I don't know how you killed my friends but today you die or I will" the warrior croaked gutturally. The Genthre leapt at Peter slamming into him turning the battle into a melee both struggling for the advantage the Genthre rolled on top viciously punching Peter and began trying to smother him with his hand.

Peter grasped in his mind for something to do and he remembered the fire spell Dawn had taught him. Then made the symbol and it was like a dam bursting his power came bursting through with all his anger and might pushed behind it, the Genthre felt the power and knew its was dead it raised the dagger to try and kill Peter but it was late, flame burst from Peter engulfing the Genthre assassin destroying any sign or remnant of life from the body.

Peter groaned as he stood up extremely weak from his use of power and extremely sore from the beating he had taken from the assassin he crawled over to Dawn who was clutching her leg trying to remove the arrow "Are you OK" asked Peter.

"Yes" Dawn replied "Besides the arrow in my leg I'm fine" then Dawn realized just how Peter had killed the last of he Genthre assassins "Wait you could cast magic a couple of days ago so what just happened then?"

"To be honest I really have no idea" Peter groaned then stood up "Well it doesn't look like were going to be leaving any time soon so should I reconstruct the camp?".

"Yes" replied Dawn. Soon Peter had the camp back together and had a cheery fire going tossing a log on every now and then.

"What a day" said Peter thinking of what happened then he leant over and kissed Dawn. Dawn respond to his kiss dragging him deeper into their embrace as she pulled at his clothes desperate for release and the feel of her lover against her once again.

Dawn moaned as Peter's fingers pulled away her clothes and began playing with her while removing his clothes not daring to break the kiss for fear of losing each other ever again. Peter finally broke the kiss panting heavily as he moved down kiss her slowly as he went down progressing from her neck to her breasts trailing across her stomach to her pussy slowly, running his tongue along her labia slowly caressing her clit with the tip of his tongue.

Dawn rolled down engulfing Peter's length to his obvious delight; Dawn slowly worked his length in and out of her mouth keeping Peter constantly on edge, Peter was determined to give Dawn her pleasure before succumbing to his so he intensified his effort working his muzzle deeper into her making Dawn shudder with pleasure before cumming all over Peter's muzzle. Peter groaned as Dawn sucked harder on his cock as she orgasmed bring Peter close before howled and bucked his hips cumming into Dawn's muzzle almost drowning her in cum.

"Gods I love you Dawn" Peter moaned as they lay together.

Dawn laughed as she felt Peter's length bump into her side "and Gods your just inexhaustible aren't you". Dawn caressed Peter's cock rubbing it against her pussy making slick with her juices and she moaned "Just fuck me Peter".

Peter being an appreciative partner groaned and compiled thrusting deep within Dawn filling her up with his cock slowly dragging it in and out of Dawn making her pleasures that much more intense. Dawn couldn't stand any more and thrust back against Peter and rolled him onto his back and began riding up and down and his length.

"Oh gods help me" Dawn moaned as she rode Peter right to the edge of orgasm, Peter suddenly grabbed her hips making Dawn squeal and began thrusting rapidly upwards into her as her squeals turned to cries Peter sat up still thrusting and began sucking on her breasts driving Dawn over the edge howling her orgasm her inner muscles rippling around Peter's cock milking him furiously.

Peter couldn't take any more as he howled with his love the voices mixing in the night and came into Dawn driving her hard to another orgasm. They collapsed together tired but satisfied "I love you Dawn" said Peter sleepily and as Dawn was about to reply she noticed Peter had fallen to sleep 'Oh well' she thought and cuddled up to her love and drifted off to sleep.

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