I reached up with my right hand then and began to stroke one of the dragon-girl’s curved horns.

  “No, no … ” Briza suddenly whispered desperately, squirming all around.

  “What’s the matter?” I cooed in her ear, “are you gonna lose control? Are you gonna lose it completely?”

  “You said— ” she gasped, “you said don’t— don’t cum.”

  “That’s right,” I growled low at the back of my throat, “and so you better follow the rules. Briza Gaias’dottir always follows all the rules, right?”

  “Neeeh … ” she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut again.

  I could see that she was right on the cusp of losing it. Right about to have the biggest orgasm of her whole entire life.

  I stroked her curved horn faster then and thrust deep inside her. Slid halfway out again, then thrust even deeper in, pressing her body up against the bookshelf. And still stroking that horn of hers, stroking and stroking.

  Suddenly, I felt something hot and wet drench my cock.

  Briza moaned long and loud, not just cumming, but squirting. Losing total control over herself in that tight little maid’s uniform of hers. Soaking my cock and the floor and her shiny black loafers as well. A very bad girl.

  All of which made me cum too.

  I felt the massive orgasm rise up through my balls. Powerful. Unstoppable. Exploding inside her. Pumping her so full of my seed.

  Breeding and caring.

  Siring and stabling.

  Whelping and nesting.

  The sight of those magic books on the shelf just above the dragon-girl’s head brought another wry smile to my face as I came inside her. Deep inside. Her slick little pussy milking every last drop of my seed.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  AARON WEIR

  Just after we came, several things occurred in rapid succession. First, a brand new golden glowing notification appeared before my eyes:

  Binding Spell

 

  This message hung there for several seconds before swirling away, replaced by a second — and even more appealing — notification:

  {Congratulations, you have successfully bonded with your … FIRST THRALL}

  Excellent, I thought, good.

  Really good.

  Briza’s body was still shuddering and trembling from us doing the deed. Her sweet little pussy still wracked by aftershocks both from her own massive orgasm and my own. In fact, I was still inside her. Still deep inside. But I was starting to soften, so I began to pull out then.

  I pulled out and pulled up my boxer briefs and jeans, buttoning myself back up.

  We could enjoy some post-coital bliss once we got safely back to The Tower. But not here. Not in this infernal place.

  Although, perhaps I had just broken Baal Scheherazade’s curse on Briza by bonding with her so brazenly.

  I thought so.

  I assumed so.

  Or, at least, that’s what Lucie had said would happen. I glanced back over my shoulder again to see just what the red-headed dragon-girl was up to right now. And sure enough, she was slipping her black leather thong back on, having just finished pleasuring herself as well.

  I couldn’t believe my wild good luck: two gorgeous girls who were totally down with sharing me.

  I nodded to Lucie.

  And she nodded back with a smirky grin. Then she pointed at the ebony bookshelves, which were all totally bare now. Completely empty.

  “What happened?” I asked the Fire Dragon, “where did all the books go?”

  “Presumably back up to the first level of The Tower where they belong,” she told me. “You broke Baal’s curse. Briza is yours now and presumably so are all her books of Earth Magic.”

  I nodded again, but more to myself this time.

  That made sense.

  And it was a great relief that I had restored that portion of the library. After all, that is partly what I had been called here to Ourobor to do. And I couldn’t wait to delve into those magic tomes and learn all their secrets.

  A third golden glowing notification appeared before my eyes then:

  {Congratulations, you have successfully max’ed out your … CONSTITUTION ATTRIBUTE}

  Really? I thought, more than a little surprised, how did that happen?

  I focused inward then, opening up my mind’s eye. Opening my third eye and bringing up my Six Sacred Attributes again to have a look:

  {Strength} - 70/100

  {Intelligence} - 75/100

  {Constitution} - 100/100

  {Dexterity} - 70/100

  {Wisdom} - 65/100

  {Charisma} - 75/100

  And sure enough, it seemed like the very act of bonding with Briza had channeled 40 Mana Points into my {Constitution}, max’ing it out just like the golden glowing notification said.

  I turned that fact over in my mind.

  Began to think it through.

  Briza was an Earth Dragon after all — and a kitchen mistress — in charge of hearth and home, cooking and healing. All things that improved one’s health. All things that improved one’s … {Constitution}.

  I see now.

  Oh, I see. Each of the six dragon-girls imprisoned within The Tower embody one of the Six Sacred Attributes. And Briza Gaias’dottir was {Constitution}.

  Of course.

  Of course she was …

  I looked to Lucifera Freeborn then, wondering which Sacred Attribute the red-head embodied. She was so goddamn snarky. So fiery. So kinky. {Charisma} maybe, I thought. That would make a whole lot of sense. And I couldn’t wait to bond with her too. I put it right at the top of my to-do list, for just after we got back to The Tower.

  Beers first.

  Then bedding Lucie.

  Or perhaps even bedding Lucie and Briza at the same time, although after a little bit more wooing for sure. After a couple of more dates. Drinks. Then dinner. I’d cook them both a big delicious dinner. Cheese steak sandwiches. And then maybe a movie night. We could have a movie night. A double feature.

  I’m sure that we could figure out a way without having access to Level Six yet.

  I was a warlock, after all.

  And to be honest, I was pretty pleased with my progress so far. I was more than happy with my current level of progression.

  I felt sated.

  Centered.

  Right and good in my own skin.

  So I retracted my claws and willed my fanged teeth to recede in my mouth. I willed my dragon-self to recede. My Hyde giving way to Jekyll again.

  “Get your bloomers,” I told Briza, “it’s almost time to go.”

  Then I decided to take a quick peek at my Soul Stats, to see just how much I had progressed overall since coming here:

  Name: Aaron Weir

  Race: Human

  Class: Dragon Warlock

  Level: 23

  Rank: Master

  Alignment: Chaotic Good

  Primary Skill: Spell-Craft

  (1) Halo Of Light

  (2) Fireball

  (3) Summoning

  (4) Binding

  (5) Banishing

  Secondary Skill: Dragon-Craft

  (1) Claws & Fangs

  (2) Fire-Breathing

  (3) Shapeshift Into Were-Dragon Form

  (5) Flight

  (5) Shapeshift Into Full Dragon Form

  Innate Abilities:

  (1) Alchemical Cooking

  (2) Bartering & Trading

  (3) Deal-Making (Contracts, Pacts, Promises, Oaths, Bargains, and Alliances)

  Thralls:

  (1) Briza Gaias’dottir (Earth Dragon / Constitution)

  (2) TBC

  (3) TBC

  (4) TBC

  (5) TBC

  (6) TBC

  Items:

  Suit Jacket (black)

  Jeans (dark blue)

  Boxer Briefs (black)

  Hiking Boots (dark brown)

  Dragon-Scale Armor (enchanted steel)

  Deer-Skin Satchel (brown)

  The Deed To The Tower (blood-scrawled parchment)

  Rose (red)

  Dragon-Bone Wand (white)

  Obsidian Key (black)

  Not bad, I thought, not bad at all.

  Not only had I unlocked all 5 spells under my Primary Skill of Spell-Craft. But I also unlocked 2 out of the 5 powers under my Dragon-Craft Skill as well. Pretty damn good in such a short period of time.

  Plus, I had gone up 3 whole levels.

  I was Level 23 now, whereas I had started out at 20.

  The gamer in me was pretty stoked.

  At this rate, after just a few more {Quests}, I might just reach the rank of Elder. Bonding with Lucie and breaking Baal Scheherazade’s curse on her would definitely help with that. That was a no-brainer. Even if it meant having to dive into the Fire Dragon’s grimoire prison too and find her there and free her soul, just like I had done with Briza here.

  I would do it, if it came to that. I would do it, if that’s what needed to be done. I’d do anything to protect my new-found companions. They were my family now. My surrogate family. Which felt good to think about. It felt good and right and gave me hope. Hope for the future.

  Which is exactly what I needed right now. Exactly what I had needed deep down inside, after having lost both of my parents at such a young age in that house fire. And also after having been stuck with that god-awful foster family for so many damn years.

  Zadie Bell and Mama Belial.

  Strange that I had thought of both of them, my cruel foster sister and demonic foster mother, in order to channel my own dragon-self. How I had used my pent-up anger and rage in order to shift. How I had channeled my trauma to progress.

  There was definitely something to that.

  Something much deeper and much more profound that I needed to delve into. And perhaps some of the magic books in my new library could help with that too, perhaps The Tower Of Forking Paths held the key.

  Although the only thing that I was remotely interested in holding right now were the hands of my two dragon-girl companions.

  “Lucie,” I called, “Briza. Let’s go.”

  The two gorgeous girls came to me then with big smiles on their faces as I fetched up my dragon-bone wand from where that water elemental had forced me to drop it on the floor. And for once the two girls were quiet. They did not bicker with one another or say any bad word.

  I took Lucie’s left hand in my own and took Briza’s right hand in my right. Which was also my wand-hand. And so I held up both Briza’s hand and the wand itself as I began to recite the Summoning Spell that would get us out of this place.

  That spell that would summon the three of us back to the cozy kitchen room of The Tower.

  With a warm fire blazing in its hearth.

  And a well-stocked larder just waiting to be plundered. Shanks of beef, and wheels of cheese, and loaves of freshly-baked brown bread. I could whip up some delicious cheese steak sandwiches using all that to be sure.

  Not to mention cracking open those two barrels of ale.

  Briza’s own secret recipe.

  I couldn’t wait to taste that. I couldn’t wait to sample more of the fruits of our labor. Especially after all that we had accomplished here.

  We had bested The Demon Lord, Baal Scheherazade. And sure, it was only just the first battle and not the whole friggin’ war. But it was a good start. A damn good start indeed.

  “C’mon,” I said to the two smiling dragon-girls then, “let’s get out of here. Let’s go home.”

  “Yes Ja’khar,” both Lucie and Briza replied at the same time.

  Then I finished reciting the Summoning Spell, feeling the feeling of its wild magic gusting through me. And through both of the girls as well, holding my hands. Through the three of us as one as it whisked us away back to The Tower itself.

  Clean slate.

  New leaf.

  We were not just beginning a whole new chapter in our lives, but a whole entirely new book.

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  Dragon Affinities & Attributes

  Dragon Type — Elemental Affinity — Sacred Attribute

  Black Dragon — Earth — Constitution

  Red Dragon — Fire — Charisma

  Green Dragon — Water — Strength

  White Dragon — Air — Dexterity

  Silver Dragon — Time — Intelligence

  Golden Dragon — Quintessence — Wisdom

  Ranks & Levels In Other Earth

  The following overview of how ranks & levels work in Other Earth is something that I really wanted to include in Book 1 of my Legendary Dungeon Seed series, but never really quite found the right place in the story to do it.

  I didn’t want to do a massive info. dump or write a long expository conversation about it between the characters in that series, for example. So I settled on just layering this information into several different dialogue exchanges over the course of the first two books as it was relevant.

  But over the past couple of years, several readers have asked me about how the ranks & levels work in Other Earth as a whole, so I’ve decided to lay it out here:

  Novice = Levels 1 - 9 (Anima/Animus)

  Apprentice = Levels 10 - 19 (Shadow Self)

  Master = Levels 20 - 34 (Ego)

  Elder = Levels 35 - 49 (Mentor)

  Legendary = Level 50+ (Imago)

  In Book 1 of Legendary Dungeon Seed, the corgi-dragon Plex talks with the main character Osman Spar about Osman’s path as a dungeon lord being a path to individuation, which is an idea that comes from Jungian mysticism.

  And Jungian mysticism is also where the archetypes of Anima/Animus, Shadow Self, Ego, Mentor, and Imago all come from as well.

 

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