by D. R. Rosier
Nope, not happening. He suppressed the sobs of relief rising from his chest in a manly fashion. He might’ve wiped his eyes, but that’s only because there was blood spray in them. Yeah, blood spray, that must be it. Maybe guts too.
He was also a guy, so he was fighting the temptation to take a peek. Given her usual swimwear, her sex was about the only thing he’d never seen.
He cleared his throat, “Your pants are over there, umm, on your other legs.”
Kim asked, “You don’t feel any different. You kind of… well, you died sis. Just for a minute. What’s the last thing you remember?”
Lin smirked, “Saving master’s ass from a spell, I suppose I didn’t dive out of the way fast enough?”
Cassie snickered, “Nope.”
Cassie walked over to the old bottom half of Linn, and she ripped the leather pants off. She also cleaned them with a spell, before giving them to Lin. Yes, she was low on magic, but a cleaning spell took almost no power at all. He turned his back as she pulled them on.
His army was also telling him it was over. They’d slaughtered every one of the bastards in team three. Though, they’d also almost paid an unthinkable price, which was fucked up, but that’s how much Kim and Lin meant to him. Next time he wouldn’t start celebrating until they were sure. They’d all been taken by surprise, even the elf.
The physical fight between his zombies and the soldiers had been little better than a slaughter. They outnumbered the enemy for that last battle for the first time, almost ten to seven, and given the superior speed and strength of his zombies they didn’t even stand a chance as close to fourteen hundred troops were taken down.
He raised enough to match his losses, which wasn’t much. About twenty out of two thousand, and they ran off to collect the blades on the zombie dead. There were also fourteen hundred more corpses on the ground in the area.
Cassie asked, “Are we ready?”
He shook his head, “Not quite yet, let’s find out exactly what we’re up against, it should make it easier for you to destroy it.”
Cassie’s eyes went wide, “Me?”
He nodded and winked, “Sure, although I suppose I’ll help, if you want.”
She giggled, “But you need me to build something capable of destroying it, is what you’re saying.”
He shrugged, and nodded, “Can’t think of another way. Let’s see what we’re up against, then we go home.”
He decided not to let those troops go to waste. He could at least use them to probe the enemy ship’s effectiveness. They didn’t have protective enchantments, but he sent five hundred with only a day’s worth of life energy to assault the beach.
As he’d suspected, attacking the enemy there was suicide. The fire put down on his zombies from the ship, and the three tanks being protected by over a thousand soldiers, was withering. Not even one of the zombies closed to melee range over that multiple mile radius of open land. He wouldn’t be sending his true army there anytime soon, since they’d just be destroyed.
Of course, the enemy was bottled up for the moment as well, and they wouldn’t be moving away from the protective reach of their ship anytime soon. Not with his zombies waiting to tear them apart. Not until their sorcerers discovered a way to protect their people from the zombies away from the protective reach of the ship.
He’d also sent about fifty other zombies into the water up the coast, and tried to get to the ship from underwater, where their fire couldn’t reach. They made it to about a quarter mile from the ship, when some kind of automated defense kicked in and tore his zombies apart with underwater magic spells. That was disappointing but was kind of good to know though, whatever plan they came up with to destroy the ship, it needed to work from a great distance.
So, it was a stalemate for the moment. Neither of them could move. On the good side, they’d already killed over four thousand enemy troops, and although they’d taken losses to his zombie army, he’d been able to restore their numbers from the dead. Perhaps it was hypocritical, but those zombies weren’t very defined, he didn’t take those losses as hard as he would take losing Kim or Lin, or even the ten zombies he had in every community. Those were more independent than his army ones, which just had limited intelligence and almost no personality at all.
It was what it was, and the way he wanted it. It’d be too hard to return them to the warehouse and store them again for the future, to rip the life out of them, if they felt like real people to him. So, they didn’t. They were cunning in battle, but otherwise automatons.
Cassie said, “Alright, I have a few ideas already.”
“Do tell?”
Cassie grinned, “I bet the ship is similar to the tanks. It’s probably a hundred times more powerful, but what I mean is forget making a magical attack that would work. We need heavy ordinance like artillery, and to go for physical damage. I also suspect the magic engines are at the bottom of the ship. We also know we can get up to a quarter mile away from it before it fires at us.”
He asked, “Just of curiosity, is there a potential bomb in our basement?”
Cassie nodded, “A very small one though. If that blew it might singe the cement floor, the plinth, and the closest wall, but that’s about it. It wouldn’t blow up the house or anything. I just wouldn’t want to be standing right next to it if someone stupidly damaged it.”
“Good to know.”
Cassie giggled, “I did take that into account, in my experiments. That’s why I didn’t make it any bigger, so it would last a month instead of two weeks, there was no reason to, and it’s dangerous.”
He sighed, “Let’s go home. Let me know what you need to get started on your plan, or developing plan, and I’ll pass it along to the blacksmiths in the villages.”
Cassie nodded in agreement, “We need to win the race, or this war’s going to get ugly fast.”
They all got closer to each other, and Cassie teleported them home.
Cassie shook her head, “I had the idea of going to Alameda and picking up a sub. But I don’t think I could enchant the sub to work with magic, not to mention a bunch of torpedoes to fly through the water and break open the bottom of the ship. Not without a lot of sorcerous help anyway, and it would take far too long. We’ll have to do something relatively small, and creative enough to make a difference.”
“And that is?”
Cassie grinned, “Kim’s idea.”
Kim snorted, “I’m fresh out of meteors.”
Cassie nodded, “We’re going to build our own.”
He said, “Okay, how?”
Cassie bit her lip, “That’s the part I’m still working on. Let’s clean up and get some lunch. You know what, have all the blacksmiths start making steel cannonballs the size of a basketball. Even if they only get one done today, there’ll be a hundred of them to pick up tomorrow morning. This afternoon I’ll start designing a delivery device.”
“Okay, something to turn them molten and rain them down on the ship? Do you think they’ll break through to the bottom of the ship?”
Cassie shook her head, “Probably not. But we should be able to destroy the control tower, and all the turrets on the deck, not to mention severely compromise if not outright destroy the top two decks. If we’re lucky, the magical engines won’t make a difference if they no longer have a control center, at the very least without the weapons on deck we can retake the beach, then teleport onto the ship and attack them directly.”
She shrugged, “Anyway, I was thinking of making some kind of levitating platform, with a launcher of some sort that has a magic battery capable of turning a lot of those cannonballs into tiny molten meteors of pure steel to rain down from above, say from two thousand feet. I’m also guessing from the way the deck and weapons look, that they can’t shoot their guns straight up.”
“Floating platform?”
She grinned, “What’s wrong, chicken?”
“I love you, but you’re nuts.”
She batted her eyelashes seductively,
“There’s an F-150 if the garage, I think that’ll do nicely. I can mount a few enchantment plates in the cab to levitate and move the thing, and also power the cannon chute we can hang off the tailgate. Someone will have to stand back there and drop bomb meteors while I fly the ship.”
He snickered, “The Ford F-150 flying ship.”
She nodded with crazy eyes, and he wasn’t quite sure if she was fucking with him or not. But just in case he sent out orders to all his community zombies to get the local blacksmith making steel cannonballs, at least one, hopefully two.
She giggled, “I should be able to get them all setup today, and then tomorrow after I’m rested, I can scribe and enchant the runes. This is going to be a blast.”
Mara smiled, “Our mate is so awesome, can I come too?”
He said, “Sure, you can be the co-pilot, while Kim, Lin, and I take care of the cannonballs.”
Cassie said, “Anyway, once the command center tower and the turrets are taken out, you can raise and send more test zombies down to the beach. As a test. If the ship is truly neutralized, we’ll join in on the fun with the real army, and then board the ship.”
He said, “We could always soften them up with a few cannonballs first, assuming we have any left, maybe take out the tanks?”
He’d been joking, but Cassie smiled at him like he’d come up with a brilliant idea.
Cassie skipped off to get cleaned up. He and Mara followed, and he was sure the others were going to get a shower in their rooms as well. It’d been a messy morning. Also a long one, despite it only being mid-morning. All told it’d taken about four hours.
He hoped she’d figure out something else for a delivery system after lunch, but sadly enough, she would not…
Chapter Nine
When they got into the bedroom Cassie and Mara started to strip out of their dirty clothes, but they paused after pulling off their shirts when he wasn’t.
Mara asked, “You alright?” and after studying his face, she added, “Is this about Lin’s close call?”
He said, “I’m not honestly sure on that first one, but yes on the second? I think I’m ready to take that last step with them. I know I am in fact, is that okay with both of you?”
Mara smiled, “Yes.”
Cassie snorted, “You know it is. Go get them, I need to get to work anyway, you’ll just be a distraction and temptation.”
“Right, the flying Ford bomber,” he said doubtfully.
Cassie giggled, “Yes. You told me to come up with a way, now you’re stuck with it. A pretty airship would take way too long to build, we need it done fast, remember? Don’t worry, we’ll be pulling out the engine and other heavy stuff, it’ll be so light it’ll just float off,” she added outrageously.
He laughed, “Fair enough.”
Mara said, “Go, I’ll take care of her, and help.”
He nodded, and then headed out of the room to leave his lovers to their shower, while he headed down to the smaller bed and bath suite the twins shared. He felt a little nervous about his decision, but he’d put it off for too long. He’d almost lost Lin today, and she never would’ve known just how precious she was to him because of his crazy.
He knocked twice on the door, perhaps a little too hard.
The door swung open a few moments later, and Kim’s face showed around the door while her body was hidden behind it, obviously she was naked. He could hear the roar of water running, that told him they were filling the whirlpool tub.
“Master? We were about to get in the bath, do you need something?”
He said, “I want to join you two, if you’d be okay with that?”
She bit her lip, and stared intensely into his eyes, “Just now, master?” she asked in a tone filled with hopeful anxiety.
He shook his head, “No, I’d also want you to join us in the master suite tonight, and every night after that, if that’s your wish.”
She stopped breathing after a short gasp, and she smiled widely at him as she pulled open the door.
She was absolutely stunning. The fragile and exotic eastern beauty of her face and perfect fair skin was heartbreakingly alluring. Her long and straight liquid midnight hair and lovely and expressive chocolate eyes as always attracted him. His twins could be fierce and deadly at the drop of a hat, but in that moment her eyes were all vulnerable excitement and gentle loving devotion.
She was five foot five. He’d seen both of them in a bikini often, so much of her light and fair skin on display wasn’t a surprise for him, nor were the lithely athletic toned arms, legs, and stomach, not to mention the soft curve of her delightfully thin waist. His eyes drank in her proud C cups, and the lightest and sweetest pink nipples he’d ever seen on those gravity defying porcelain globes. They were perfect, looked silky, firm, and no doubt were supple and soft. His twins were forever eighteen, there was no sag at all, not even a crease, her body was perfect. The other small detail he’d never seen before was her beautiful mound. Her slim silken folds were a beautiful pink, and her split mound was deliciously rounded and sexily mouthwatering.
She giggled after a long moment, then reached out and pulled him into the room. She closed the door with a delighted shy smile, and then spun slowly for him. Her petitely rounded and slightly bubbled ass was a work of art and tight.
“Get a good look, master?”
He smirked, “Yes. I did. You’re beautiful, Kim. Flawlessly stunning, even.”
Kim bit her lip, and she moved forward and tugged on his shirt. He raised his arm and it dropped on the floor. She reached for his pants next as he kicked off his shoes. Before he knew it his pants were sliding down his legs with his boxers, and he stood there naked before her.
She smirked, “Just returning the favor,” as she looked him up and down, and her wide hungry eyes twinkled naughtily as she was seemingly mesmerized by his long and thick cock standing proudly.
“Did I do that?”
He snickered, and pulled her closer, his left hand wrapped around her side, as his right hand caressed her face gently. He looked deep into her eyes with all the love he felt for her, and she let out a tiny little gasp as her breath hitched at what she saw there. Her body felt like a warm silken heaven against his, and his cock twitched against her soft yet firmly supple stomach.
“My Kim,” he murmured in awe, as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers.
She sighed softly as her eyes widened and her smile brightened, and they stared into one another’s eyes for a little longer, before he broke their gaze and moved for the bathroom, his arm still firmly around her and lightly pressing into her back.
He wanted her badly, but they were both kind of nasty and needed a shower.
Kim said as they walked in, “I brought a surprise with me for our bath.”
Lin gaped at them for a minute, then smiled shyly. She was bare of any clothes as well, and every soft and supple curve was identical, but of course she was different. Her body language was a little more reserved with his eyes on her, but she also looked just as excited to have him there.
She turned off the water as he let Kim’s side go and stepped up to her close. She trembled as he reached up and caressed her face lovingly.
“Lin, my Lin, I’m sorry I made us wait so long,” as he took her into his arms. She felt just as good against him as Kim had, and when he felt Kim press herself against his back, his cock twitched powerfully into Lin’s stomach.
He said firmly, “Bath, or it’s not going to happen.”
They both giggled a little naughtily, and the three of them stepped into the tub. It’d fit two just fine, but it was large enough to accommodate three with a little creativity and a lot of intimacy.
Lin asked, “Master?”
Kim said softly, “He wants us in the master suite, tonight and forever.”
Lin seemed to lose her uncertainty at that point, as they all moved into the bathtub. Kim guided him to sit in the center, then wrapped her legs around him and pulled him back into her as s
he reached for the loofa and soap with her other hand.
He asked curiously, “Do you really think I’d take advantage of you?”
Lin blushed, “We’ve just been waiting for so long, master. Our hearts our treacherous, I love you, and I’d do anything for you, master. Anything at all. I know we teased you about that sometimes, while flirting, but the truth is we meant every word of it. I… just needed to know which it was.”
Kim kissed the back of his neck as she soaped up the loofa, and then started to gently work it on his neck and chest, while Lin soaped up hers, and lifted his leg out of the water to wash that. It was an incredibly sensual moment.
“What she means, master, is that we’d have been happy to serve, even just this once. We just needed to know, so our hearts wouldn’t break if we thought one thing, and another was in your heart and mind.”
Oh, that was fucked up.
He said, “I’d never use you like that, I care…” he thought better of that word, this was no time to be a wimp, “I love you both far too much for that.”
They both froze for a second, and when Lin smiled it was like the sun coming up.
He reached out and snagged the loofa from Lin, and she squeaked when he grabbed her leg and twisted her around so her back was to him. She let out a sweet little sigh and seemed to melt back against him, as he softly soaped up the back of her neck, and around to her throat, before running the loofa down to her chest and generous breasts.
Lin let out a sigh, and she arched her back slightly as he gently cleaned her breasts and nipples, pushing back against his cock with her supple and petite bubbled ass. It wasn’t artful, she was obviously loving his touch, and based on her breathy sighs of pleasure, her… their breasts were obviously extremely sensitive. Close to Mara that way, instead of his Cassie that liked a much firmer touch, so he’d have to be careful with them.
Kim’s hand was cleaning lower, and he twitched hard as she started to stroke his cock with the loofa. While that position was very nice, being sandwiched between the two of them, it wasn’t very conducive to cleaning their whole bodies. He manhandled Lin to get at the rest of her, while letting Kim guide him with soft touches so she could get the rest of him as well.