Heretic spellblade 6, p.15
Heretic Spellblade 6, page 15
By the time he’d finished his shower with Ciana, with no horseplay, Sen had returned.
The sorceress lay on his bed, completely naked. Her shoulder-length white hair lay in a curtain on the bedsheet while her red eyes locked onto his crotch, as he had left his clothes in the bedroom. Dainty little breasts heaved as she watched his erection grow. Her lithe legs writhed restlessly. A little pink slit ran along her crotch.
But it was the fluffy little tail twitching along the bottom of the bed that caught his attention. It had white fur and was a deep white, with a fluffy core that looked similar to Reine’s tail. The tail led into her ass.
“Decided to join the ranks of the beastkin?” Nathan joked as he approached the bed.
Ciana followed behind him.
Sen’s tail shifted as he walked. It took him a moment to realize the movement of the tail didn’t match her breathing. Rather, it moved with the muscles in her ass, almost giving the appearance of an actual tail.
“I figured you might enjoy the sight,” Sen teased. “Plus, if you’re fucking Ciana as well, it’s easier if you stick with one hole.”
“I don’t mind,” Ciana said.
Nathan and Ciana crept onto the bed on either side of Sen. Both of their fingers traced a path along Sen’s slit, causing the sorceress to gasp with pleasure.
“Holy shit, Ciana,” Sen gasped out. “When did you become such a minx?”
Probably when Ciana noticed how hard Nathan got when watching her play with Fyre. She glanced at him, then leaned close to Sen.
Their lips pressed together as Ciana and Sen moaned down each other’s throats, while Nathan’s fingers slid inside Sen’s pussy. He felt Ciana rub at Sen’s itty bitty clit. Juices gushed over his hands and onto the bed.
When Ciana pulled away, Sen blinked several times, as if to recover.
“Well, if you don’t mind, I did bring a small plug,” Sen said.
Somehow, Nathan doubted Ciana expected that. Her emotions turned to uncertainty over the mental link. But she bit her lip and looked at him again.
“Ciana, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he assured her.
“But Nathan would absolutely love it if you got into anal sex,” Sen added.
“Sen,” he warned.
“Oh, come on, Nathan. Admit it.” She grinned at him. “Imagine having Ciana head down, ass up on this bed, hands on her ass as she stretches herself wide. You press your cock against her tight little button while she heaves and moans, ready for you to ram your fat, girthy dick into her gut.”
He gulped. Both women stared at his length, which was very firmly at full mast.
“Maybe we can talk about it afterward,” Ciana mumbled, face red.
“Great.” Sen’s eyes lit up. “That means I have you and Fei onboard. And Fyre will probably play along if you’re doing it. With everybody else, I can probably convince Choe, too.”
“Sen, what are you talking about?” Nathan asked.
“I’ve been trying to get everyone to join in on a big anal orgy. Just imagine the look on Fei’s face when you split her ass open with that massive cock of yours.”
He could imagine that. It made him harder.
Or maybe that was Sen’s hand stroking his cock.
“Nathan, enough talk, stick it in,” she whined. “I want to feel you ramming against my womb while I have a thick plug in my ass.”
Ciana clicked her tongue, then swung her body over Sen’s. The sorceress squawked.
“Hey!” Sen said.
“I said I’d join in,” Ciana said.
Nathan wasn’t one to deny his girls. Especially when both of them were dripping wet and offering their pussies to him like this.
“Who first?” he asked.
They glared at him for asking.
So he simply hilted himself in Ciana without another word. A gasp escaped her as her whole body quaked with pleasure. Her one good arm shook, but failed to keep her upright. She fell against Sen’s body with a slap.
Nathan started thrusting. Her tight hole wrapped around his cock as her ass rippled each time his legs bumped against them. He kept a tight grip on her waist.
“You teased me earlier. Now it’s my turn,” Sen said.
Then she pulled Ciana into another kiss. Their tongues wrestled with each other while Nathan slammed his cock into Ciana’s womb, and his fingers slid along Sen’s slit. Both women moaned, allowing their noises of pleasure to be swallowed by the other.
Ciana broke the kiss and arched her back. “I’m coming! Nathan, fill me. Fill my womb.”
Like he had anything else in mind. His thrusting increased in intensity while Ciana’s insides constricted around his length, trying to draw out his climax.
Then he pressed himself against her and gave her what she wanted. Thick gobs of his seed flooded her pussy. Ciana squealed as the warmth filled her, and she rubbed herself against Sen’s body.
Nathan pulled out of Ciana before she fully cooled down, but another woman was waiting. Sen smiled at him. That smile turned into an open-mouth picture of ecstasy as he split her pussy open with his cock.
“You’re so big,” Sen moaned. “I can feel you rubbing against the thing in my ass, too. I’m so fucking full.”
Sen’s eyes lost focus as the pleasure from both holes overwhelmed her senses. Wet slaps filled the room as he slammed himself into hers and Ciana’s bodies over and over. A frothy mix of his cum and her juices poured onto the bed.
“I’m going to come so hard.” Sen’s entire body shook as Nathan pushed her well over the bounds of pleasure she was used to. “I can’t hold it.”
Nathan was used to this. He sped up as her body quaked and allowed his own muscles to relax. His climax rapidly approached.
Soon, the two of them basked in a mutual orgasm. Thick ropes of warm seed shot into Sen, filling her extra full.
Nathan felt something move in her. A wet pop escaped her that wasn’t due to his cock sliding out of her. Her back arched, and a strangled scream escaped her mouth.
The tail plug had popped out due to the sheer power of the orgasm. Magic gleamed on it, ensuring it remained perfectly clean.
But right below Sen’s pussy, where Nathan plugged her with his cock, was her freshly gaping ass. It twitched, trying to latch onto the plug that had just shot out.
“Fuck,” Sen gasped. “I haven’t come that hard before.”
“Well, how about this time?” Nathan asked.
He slid his cock out of her pussy, then lined it up with her gaping ass. Sen never had troubles fitting him, even with the larger size that the Twins preferred, but today would be extra easy.
She bit her lip when his tip pressed against her butt. “Oh. Holy shit. You’re going to—”
His cock bottomed out in her ass. With so much natural lube on it from their earlier sex, plus the stuff from the plug, he barely even needed to try. Sen’s body pulsed around his length.
She writhed and squealed in pleasure, tongue lolling out of her mouth as he pushed her over the edge right after an orgasm. Nathan’s hands gripped her waist. He began slapping his legs against her ass again, but this time while balls deep in her rear.
It didn’t take long for him to pump her butt full of creamy filling. She twitched as he slid out.
A nice blob of white poured out following his cock. He pushed it back in.
“Nathan, don’t tease me after all that,” Sen moaned. “I can barely move.”
“Good. I’m fucking exhausted,” he admitted. “I’m not as inexhaustible as you said.”
“Liar. You’d totally do Ciana up the ass if she let you.”
“Maybe later,” Ciana said sleepily, barely paying attention as she lay atop Sen.
“We’re cleaning up before sleeping,” Nathan said. “There is way too much fucking mess.”
Fortunately, they truly were too tired to mess around in the shower. The moment his head hit the pillow, he was ready to fall asleep.
Sen’s and Ciana’s arms wrapped around his. Within seconds, he surrendered to slumber and the sweet warmth of his lovers.
CHAPTER 11
The smell of food and Fei’s rumbling tummy awoke him. At least, he assumed it was Fei’s tummy. He stirred slowly, aware of the draining warmth of his bed. Chatter echoed in his ears.
After all the action with Sen and Ciana last night, he half-expected to sleep the entire day. Not that he could with the cascade ongoing.
Missing the company of the Champions who had warmed him all night long, he finally joined the waking world. Nathan sat up.
Then he stared at the small gathering taking place a half-dozen feet from his bed. How long had he dozed for?
“Good morning,” he said, voice too husky to express the dryness he tried to inflect into it.
Fei, Ciana, Sen, Sunstorm, and Reine sat in the small parlor attached to his bedroom. He slept in a palatial room separated from Alice’s by a wall and a door, but it contained amenities such as a complete set of sofas and a side table. At present, his Champions used them to lay out a huge breakfast spread.
“Good morning,” Ciana chirped as she shot to her feet.
Before she could get too far, Sunstorm cut her off. The one-armed unicorn glared at the other Champion, but Sunstorm refused to relent.
“You’re not wrangling with a plate of hot food like that,” she said. “Nathan can get his own food.”
Hurt splashed across Ciana’s expression for the briefest of instants, before she schooled her expression. She looked at Nathan. Perhaps she expected support.
He rose to his feet, glad that he’d worn some underwear given the company. Reine’s eyes still raked over his shirtless body, and her tail wagged happily. Her presence was new to any morning gathering. He suspected somebody had dragged her here to prevent the spymaster from overworking herself.
“I’ll shower, then worry about food,” he said, dodging the argument. “I like to be clean when I eat.”
He looked pointedly at Fei, whose face was a mess of mustard and jam from the sausages and bread she’d been stuffing herself with. A pile of sausages and cold cuts so large that it threatened the table’s stability had been piled onto one plate. Her other plates contained bread, sauces, and enough cheese to make a small wheel. All she lacked was a crate of eggs.
The catgirl swallowed the food in her mouth, then said, “I showered.”
“Exactly my point,” he said.
Giggles escaped the other girls, while Fei glared at him. The effect was ruined by the way her cheeks puffed out when she filled them with an entire sausage.
Nathan entered his bathroom and began to shower. His mind occupied itself with his plans for the day, as well as possible problems moving into Trafaumh, while his body automatically scrubbed itself clean.
The door opened and somebody entered. Ciana appeared across from him with a neatly pressed uniform, which she lay on the change table, beside the basket that held his discarded clothes.
“I’ve said before that I can prepare my own clothes,” he said, performing their usual routine.
“I know. But I like doing this,” Ciana said, immediately deviating.
He looked at her as she ran her fingers over his uniform. Usually, she’d dance around his words or simply pretend that her assistance counted anyway. Even back in his old world, he’d prodded Ciana over the way she acted like his personal servant. Her omnipresence had been like a security blanket.
“Ciana?” he asked.
“We’re marching to Trafaumh today?” she asked, still not facing him.
“I’m not sure if we’ll be marching, but yes. Given the speed we need to move at, it’s more probable that I’ll teleport the largest force I can manage without collapsing.”
She nodded. As she walked past him again, he allowed himself to calm down.
Then she stopped right outside the shower stall. Her lips moved, as she spoke so quietly he swore she didn’t intend for him to hear her.
“Are you going to leave me behind?”
Nathan shot forward and pulled Ciana into a hug. A squeal burst from her as she froze up. Her ears and tail rose in panic, and she seemed at a complete loss for what to do.
“Of course not,” he said.
“I, Nathan, what,” she gasped out. “You’re getting water everywhere, I need to clean that up and—”
As he should have expected, she used her panic and his current state as an excuse to try to escape. But his strength matched her and she refused to use enough to actually harm him. Instead, she whined as he held her, her face cherry red as she pressed it against his bare chest.
“Ciana, you are always going to be one of the most important people in my life,” he told her, pulling away to look at her face. “Nothing will change that. We will find a way to make things work. Prosthetics exist, and maybe I’ll find a way to make them combat-capable.”
While magical prosthetics could match or exceed a regular soldier’s capabilities, the same wasn’t true of a Champion. They simply lacked the magical capacity. Especially as they might conflict with the magic coming out of a gem. Nathan might be promising something impossible.
But he needed to give Ciana hope. And he genuinely refused to give up on her.
She rubbed her face against his chest again. “Thank you. So much.”
By the time she’d calmed down, the floor and her uniform truly were a mess. He cast a water spell to suck up all the freestanding water, although she’d need to change uniforms regardless.
He finished cleaning and dressed. By the time he emerged, everything appeared as expected. Ciana looked as she had when he entered the bathroom. Nobody teased her or him about what had clearly happened, as she would have emerged soaking wet.
“How soon are we heading out, Nathan? It’s already 8AM, but I don’t know if that matters as I doubt we’re marching,” Sunstorm asked.
“As soon as I confirm everything. It’ll likely be a few hours,” he said. “Reine, do you know the current status of Trafaumh and the Empire?”
For some reason, Fei shot him an annoyed look.
“There have been no breaches so far,” she said. “But I was ordered by both Fei and Seraph to minimize the use of my eyes while I rested. Has that order been rescinded?”
Nathan looked at Fei, who shrugged.
“She needs to rest as well,” she said.
“It’s fine.” He paused and thanked Ciana for the plate of food that she and Sunstorm had put together for him. “Reine, do you ever minimize your scrying?”
“It is impossible. I am always scrying.”
“I figured as much. Fei, you and Seraph had the right idea, but you basically ordered Reine to shut her eyes. Forcing her to sleep and eat is one thing, but pointlessly preventing her from using her vision is different.”
“Sorry,” Fei mumbled.
“I said it’s fine. Now, Reine, what do you know?”
Reine nibbled on a hard boiled egg as she stared into nothing with those eerie eyes of hers. “Fyre’s location is still unknown. The Empire’s borders remain safe. I believe the Spires have defeated their invasions, as they have ceased their fireworks display. Trafaumh is difficult to read, but I have seen no signs of breaches.”
“And I can’t feel any new cascades,” Nathan said after checking. While he did so, he also probed Fyre again.
She still felt oddly close. That gave him an idea of where she might be. If Reine failed to scry her and Fyre had yet to appear anywhere, there might be only one place she could be.
“We’ll send Narime to collect Astra and Nurevia,” he continued. “Otherwise, Fei, Sen, Sunstorm? Find Seraph and work with her to gather a large enough military force to enter Trafaumh and assist them with suppressing portal invasions and potential breaches. This is like the Mortiswatch situation. Only bring knights capable of fighting demons, and only those available within a few hours.”
“We were ahead of you last night.” Fei grinned triumphantly.
“But some of those knights might have been sent elsewhere by Kara to put out fires,” Sen warned. “Vala and her knight-killers might not be available.”
Nathan frowned. “If they’re not, or are too tired, have them rest. I’d like to catch Vala before I leave, but if I don’t, she needs to know that I need her unit at their best for when we fight Falmir. That might happen as soon as we reach Soreaux.”
They stared at him.
“Lord Nathan, Falmir’s army is currently weeks away from Soreaux. To reach it, they must—” Reine tried to say.
“Charlotte can teleport, the same as we can. Plus, we know she has Gareth in the city. Vala is our secret weapon.” Nathan held no illusions about the blood he’d spill in Soreaux.
And that some of it might be of Trafaumh’s erstwhile defenders.
After breakfast, he finally took the opportunity to follow up on his suspicion about Fyre. Fei and the others could give Seraph his orders.
“I think you should remain here,” he told Ciana.
She stared at him as if that suggestion was utterly insane.
“I mean it. If Fyre’s hiding, then she might not be ready to face others.”
Despite her current mood, Ciana nodded. Yet she still followed him.
He entered Alice’s bedroom a few minutes after the rest of them had presumably entered. His fiancée sat in her room. A huge wireless device stood beside her, emitting the familiar voice of some noble Nathan should remember but couldn’t.
After he pointed at the door, she blew him a kiss and waved him off. Ciana gave him an odd look as he walked toward the mental door. He’d just sent everyone here, after all. Why come here by himself?
But when he walked through the door, he arrived in an entirely different room. Ciana had at least remained in Alice’s bedroom.
A replica of the Imperial Palace’s true throne room surrounded them. The glittering throne occupied the far wall, a map table matching the one in the control room dominated the center, and a large water feature trickled in the corner. Bookcases, an office table, and an eating area filled out other corners.
Fyre lay across the throne, her head resting on one arm and her legs dangling over the other. She looked oddly similar to Ciana, but prettier. A horse beastkin with blonde hair and a modest bust. A pair of white angel wings stretched out from her back and spiral horns matching Ciana’s reached for the heavens. Even her uniform matched the unicorn’s, but had religious iconography in place of Imperial regalia.
