Summoner 20, p.38
Summoner 20, page 38
Her delicate, fairy-like frame had led me to believe she would be a timid lover, but clearly, the lovely Archon liked things a little rough.
I reached down to the place between her legs and was impressed by how wet she already was.
“Wow,” I whispered against her lips.
“I suppose I want this,” Quilla muttered. “Your touch… it is… delightful. Now, how about you unzip your trousers and show me what this mystical cock of yours can do.”
Her forwardness was surprising, but I wasn’t one to deny a request from a sexy goddess, so I pulled away from her, unzipped my pants, and kicked them aside. Once I was completely naked, I climbed back on top of the Archon and admired her delicate frame.
“Care to help?” I asked as her eyes widened at the sight of my cock.
“Yes, please.” Quilla licked her lips, and then she took my rock-hard member into her hands and gently guided me to the place between her legs. Her lips formed an “o” as my tip pressed against her entrance, and once she let go of me, I slowly slid myself inside of her.
The Archon’s slick tunnel gripped me like a fist, and the impressive tightness of it made my jaw drop open in pleasure. Quilla’s head leaned back as her mouth opened, and she arched her back as I began to move in and out of her in neat, even strokes.
“Ohhhh,” she sighed as I thrust deeper and deeper. “Ohhh, that feels so goooood. Sooo… goooooodddd…”
“You’re so fucking tight,” I groaned. My blood ran hot through my veins, and I could feel my heart pound in my eardrums as I slammed into the Archon at a rhythmic pace.
I pounded into the Archon feverishly, and time slipped away from us. Her moans created a crescendoing symphony, and I found myself entranced by the way the skeleton and human sides of her face contorted with pleasure. Then she raked her sharp nails down my back, and my blood reached its boiling point.
Quilla felt fucking amazing, and I was ready to lose myself.
The skeletal goddess appeared to be in the same position, and she cupped her own breasts as I thrust within her.
“Beastmakerrrrrrr,” she moaned, and she threw her head back even further. “I’m going to--”
Before she could finish her statement, the walls of her pussy tightened around me, and I felt a flood of wetness as her orgasm struck her like an ocean storm. Quilla writhed and shook with pleasure, and her hips bucked uncontrollably as she surrendered to her desire.
The sudden clamp around my cock, combined with the sight of the goddess so thoroughly pleasured, brought me over the edge, but I managed to pull out of the petite Archon just before my climax struck. My creamy seed erupted all over the skeletal goddess’ chest like a volcano, and my body quaked as I poured more and more of my sperm over her stomach. Then a tingling sensation ran down my spine and all the way to the spot on my left ankle that’d ached when I’d first captured Quilla.
The Archon was officially mine.
My other Archons eyed the juices on Quilla’s chest like a pack of starving vultures, and I knew if they weren’t holding Hunnah back, they would have swept in to lap up every drop.
“That was delightful, Beastmaker,” Quilla sighed as her lips curled up into a smile. “I feel… very good. Yes. This was the correct decision. Can you make love to me again soon?”
“Definitely,” I panted, and I pulled myself off the petite goddess.
Quilla eased herself from the bed and strutted over to join the other Archons. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction, and I knew from her heated look that she wanted me to ride her again.
I allowed myself to catch my breath, and once I had myself under control, I turned to the others.
“This leaves only you, Hunnah,” I addressed the copper-haired Archon.
“I’d sooner rot inside of this hellscape than become your property, Beastmaker,” she hissed.
“I don’t see you having much of a choice in the matter,” I countered.
“So, what, you’ll take me by force?” Hunnah’s eyes narrowed at me. “How barbaric of you.”
“This could all be so much easier if you’d just--”
“Abandon my plans?” the wolf-eared Archon interjected in a powerful voice. “Abandon my mission, all for what? To sleep with a human who intends to call himself my master afterward? I am not owned by anyone.”
“You’re in my consciousness,” I reminded her. “And there’s no way you’ll be leaving it any time soon.”
“That doesn’t mean I won’t try to retain some of my dignity.”
“Your sisters gave in to me.” I smirked at her. “You don’t have to make this so difficult.”
“Is that point meant to entice me?” Hunnah scoffed. “As if I care what those fools believe in.”
“You’re the only one left,” I pointed out once more, and my head hurt as I realized we were going in circles with each other. I didn’t have time to lose, and I didn’t want to restrain the Archon and take her for myself, but I was running out of options.
“Master, enough of this,” Sera hissed, and her bright yellow eyes narrowed at the wolf-eared Archon. “You can try to bargain with Hunnah all you wish, but the effort is useless. You must take her by force, and do it quickly.”
“She’s already trapped here.” I frowned. “Why does it have to be done right this instance?”
“Because there are far too many people in here to leave anything unchecked,” Sera said. “Though I don’t like giving Hunnah an ounce of credit, she is incredibly willful, and kept unclaimed, you’ll never rouse again.”
“That sounds lovely to me,” Hunnah sneered.
“Hunnah, I’m not the villain you’ve convinced yourself I am,” I said to the copper-haired goddess. “I know we’re on opposite sides of this war, but I’m not a bad guy.”
“Of course, you don’t see yourself as the villain,” Hunnah fired back at me. “Yet, here we are. You’ve imprisoned my sisters and me within your consciousness, and I know you have no intention of ever freeing us. You’re my captor, Gryff. Why should I trust a word from your lips when you have me locked in a cage?”
“I don’t want to fight with you anymore,” I insisted. “I’d rather not claim you by force, but if that’s what I have to do to return to my friends and family, I will.”
“How noble of you.” Hunnah rolled her sterling-gray eyes.
“You know, Hunnah, there is a way for you to get what you want,” Phi spoke up in a honeyed tone.
“And what is that, pray tell?” the wolf-eared Archon scoffed.
“A child,” the angelic goddess replied, and she crossed her arms against her chest. “Gryff is the Beastmaker, remember? You know the legend just as well as I. Carrying the Beastmaker’s child would grant you the ability to walk in the moonlight.”
Hunnah’s hardened expression softened into a look of wonderment.
“Gryff’s already promised to impregnate us with his delicious seed,” Veopa chimed in, and the succubus Archon’s eyes glittered as she spoke. “Should you submit to him, you could bear his warrior children and amass an army worthy of your legacy.”
I wanted to correct the vampire goddess, but I needed Hunnah to believe in the possibility of carrying out her mission in the future.
“She speaks the truth,” I lied. “Should you give yourself to me, one day I’ll give you my children in return.”
“The children of the Beastmaker are prophesied to be powerful warriors in their own right,” Hunnah mused in a soft voice. “The humans would have no choice but to bow to their will.”
“How about it, Hunnah?” I prompted the goddess with a raised eyebrow. “Will you submit to me?”
“I’ll have you know, Beastmaker, that I still don’t trust you.” The warrior Archon narrowed her eyes at me. “But perhaps that could change if you granted me the gift of a child.”
I studied her expression, and once I was sure this wasn’t a trick, I inclined my head toward the goddesses behind her. “Release her.”
My Archons did as they were told, and Hunnah let out a sigh of relief once she was free of their grip.
“Much better,” she whispered.
Hunnah willingly removed her armored harness, and once she set the golden chest piece on the ground, she shimmied out of her flimsy white dress. She stood before me with confidence, and I admired her pale, flawless skin. She looked as if she were made of moonlight, and the fair shade of her skin made her rosy nipples look that much pinker.
Hunnah’s body was lean and lithe, and her breasts were high and perfectly rounded as if they’d been sculpted from marble by a master artist. Her legs were impossibly long, and I admired the sway of her hips as she approached the bed and laid down.
“Wow,” I breathed.
“Like what you see, Beastmaker?” Hunnah laughed lightly. “Of course, you do. Hurry up and penetrate me. I promise I won’t enjoy it.”
When she spread her legs, I got a perfect view of her bare pink pussy, and I admired the way she glistened with wetness.
“You really are ready to go, aren’t you?” I assessed, and then I climbed on top of her. Hunnah didn’t seem like she was in the mood to waste time with kissing, and I didn’t want to give her the opportunity to change her mind, so I decided to just go for it.
I pressed the mushroom tip of my shaft against her and slid into the Archon’s velvet entrance with ease.
“Ohhhh…” Hunnah let out a gasp of pleasure, and as she tightened around me, another tingle rippled through me.
“Yesss…” A groan escaped my lips as I grasped her hips and pumped with long, even strokes. With every thrust of my cock, Hunnah let out a delighted moan, and her full, mauve lips parted as her breath grew ragged in her chest.
“Oh, that… feels so nice.” The wolf-eared Archon shuddered as her pussy gripped me like a fist. “I… I didn’t think it would feel this amazing. Ohhh… Beastmaster. Yesssss… that’s soooo gooooodddd… ohhhh!”
“Come for me,” I ordered her as I continued to slam my cock deep inside of her trembling tunnel. The sound of our bodies clapping together filled the space, and I fell into an easy rhythm.
“Oh, oh, yesssss,” Hunnah moaned, and her hips bucked with pleasure as I brought her closer to her climax. Her copper hair spilled around her like fire, and I admired the way it glowed against her fair skin.
“Come for me,” I demanded in a louder voice, and I held on to her hips to get a better grip. Her soft skin was like velvet, and I began to lose myself in the wonderful feeling of her body.
“I am yours, Beastmaker! Please! Fill my womb with your seed and give me a child!” Her pussy walls tightened around me as she came in a burst of excitement. Her wetness flooded against me, and before I could lose myself, I pulled out of her.
I came with an impressive intensity, and my seed streamed in rivers onto the surface of the bed. My body rocked as I pumped out what felt like gallons of my juices, and my hands fell slack at my side as I rode out the waves of my pleasure.
“You did it, master,” I heard Sera’s voice whisper. “All of the Archons are yours.”
Her words repeated in my mind over and over again, and I could hardly believe them myself. Hunnah and Quilla were finally mine. I’d finally completed my mission, and I bore the nine marks of the Archons.
Hunnah eyed me with a look of pure lust. “That was wonderful, Beastmaker. I… I don’t understand why I resisted you for so long. As soon as your body entered mine, I knew it was meant to be. Ohhh… it was incredible. Perhaps next time, you can give me your seed instead of wasting it on the bed. Please?”
“Get in line,” Phi hissed at the wolf-eared Archon.
“We were here first,” Utuni chimed in, and the snake goddess’ voice dripped with venom.
“Sure, sure,” Hunnah laughed at her sisters. The wolf-eared goddess was even more fiery than Carth, and I knew I was going to have my hands full with her.
Once the burn of the copper-haired Archon’s mark faded, I sent a wave of my will throughout the dreamscape and sent the nine goddesses back to their places within my mind. Then I tightened the wards around them, and once they were secured, I let out a sigh of relief.
Nine Archons, nine marks.
If the prophecy had been literal, I’d fulfilled it after claiming Hunnah, and part of me feared the world I would wake up to. Would my actions affect the human realm, or was the prophecy just a load of dragon-dung proclaimed by an unreliable source?
There was no way to know unless I awoke.
So, I took another few minutes to relax my nerves completely, and then I closed my eyes and concentrated on returning to my friends and family.
I pictured my wives, lovers, and children once more, and I envisioned myself waking up to see their faces before me.
I began to grow dizzy, but I forced myself to remain present through the sensation as I repeated a mantra to myself.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
I continued to say it over and over again, and I soon lost myself in the words. I wasn’t sure how much time passed, but after too long, I tentatively opened my eyes again.
I was greeted by bright, white light, and the strength of it was overwhelming. I wanted to close my eyes again but didn’t want to risk returning right back to the dreamscape, so I forced myself to stay alert. I blinked repeatedly, and shapes began to form around me. I spied a row of beds, with high windows above them, and a sea of bodies seated in chairs across the room from me. I couldn’t find their faces, but I had to assume they belonged to my friends and family members.
I realized I was wrapped up in one of the beds, and it didn’t take much longer for me to discover I was in the hospital wing in the Academy.
Suddenly, I sensed a pressure against my hand, and when I turned to find its source, a familiar face came into focus.
“Gryff?” Nia whispered, and my ashen-haired wife burst into elated tears as she squeezed her hand around mine with intensity. “You’ve finally come back to me.”
Chapter Twenty
“I’m right here, my love,” I murmured, and even though my throat stung from the effort, I didn’t even mind. I’d made it back home to Varle, back to my wife, and that’s all that mattered.
“Oh, Gryff,” Nia whimpered, and then she wrapped her arms around me gently. The multi-elementalist rested her head against my chest, and I kissed the top of her silky hair. “I was just so scared you wouldn’t find your way… The others assured me you would, but I couldn’t stop worrying about you anyway.”
I heard her sniffle, and I knew she was trying to hide her sadness away.
“It’s okay,” I whispered as she sniffled, and I rubbed her back in small circles. “I’m right here, Nia.”
“Don’t ever leave me alone again, farm boy,” Nia laughed lightly into my shoulder. “At least for that long. I don’t think I could handle it.”
“I guarantee you I have no plans to go anywhere else anytime soon,” I replied, and then I kissed her temple. “You’re stuck with me, Lady Kenefick.”
We held each other for a few moments more, and suddenly, I heard footsteps approach my bed.
“You guys are way too cute,” a voice spoke up, and I looked over to see the gleeful face of Layla grinning at us. “Of course, not as cute as me, but then again, who is? Other than Daphne and the other babies, of course.”
“You’re right,” I chuckled as Nia and I broke apart. “It’s hard to top that level of adorable, Bethel.”
“We did make quite the precious baby, Gryffie.” Layla waggled her eyebrows playfully. “Perhaps we should try it again sometime.”
“As soon as you want to,” I laughed again as I shook my head at the auburn-haired mage.
The petite summoner was flanked by the rest of my women, and each of the gorgeous mages wore smiles that ranged from relieved to overjoyed.
“Glad to have you back, Gryff,” Ashla said first.
“It’s good to see you all again.” I smiled at my wives and girlfriends. “I wish I could express just how much I missed all of you.”
“We missed you, too, Gryff,” Arwyn replied in a softened tone.
My wives and lovers all perched on the edge of my bed, and while it was a little crowded, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Soooooo, not to ruin this moment, but I have to ask the question,” Cyra began after a few moments of silence had gone by. “The last two Archons. Are they officially yours? Did you claim them?”
“They are, and I did,” I reported back to her, and my lips curled into a smile. “Hunnah and Quilla are under my control. I have their marks and everything.”
My women let out exclamatory noises of joy that nearly deafened me.
“Oh, Gryff, we knew you could do it!” Ashla declared, and the ice mage’s smile was as bright as the sun.
“Our husband is such a strong, powerful warrior,” Freya chimed in. “I am so proud of you, my mate.”
“You’re such a badass, Gryff!” Erin added.
“Conquering two Archons at the same time is pretty damn awesome, Gryff.” Cyra shook her head back and forth. “I swear, you’re some kind of superhero.”
“Thanks, everyone,” I chuckled. “Although, I can’t take all of the credit here. I never would have captured Hunnah and Quilla if it weren’t for everyone else on the team--”
“Sure, but you’re the leader,” Nia pointed out. “I don’t want to diminish our accomplishments, but you’re the one who did the real work.”
“Don’t even think about arguing, Gryff,” Erin giggled, and her amber eyes sparkled with amusement. “You know we’re right.”
I wanted to press on with my point, but then again, it was nice to hear my women offer me such praise. After all I’d been through, it felt nice to be appreciated.
“Sooooooo, what are we supposed to do now that the Archons are no longer an issue?” Layla wondered in a thoughtful tone. “Does this mean no more monster attacks?”
“That’s… a really good question,” I replied, but the petite mage didn’t seem satisfied with that answer.
“Oh.” The auburn-haired summoner frowned. “Damn it, Gryffie, you’re the one who always makes the game plans. I assumed you would have something figured out by now.”
