Realm Walker Omnibus
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Astor’s tempo grew, forcing herself on this throbbing member. The heat between them turned into a fire. The moans grew louder as she continued to impale herself on the Blade. Victor couldn’t think, his mind and body focused on the beautiful Slinger as she sank down to his base, squeezing the entire time. The gentle suckling at his neck caused the walls to crack, knowing he was ready to come at any moment.
Astor’s thrusts up and down reached a fevered pitch when she lifted her head from Victor’s neck, her hat falling to the floor and her breathing getting louder. Eye closed, she rode Victor, inches appearing and disappearing between them. Body moving with purpose, she held onto the Blade forcing him to the hilt when she bit her lip. Body shuddering, she moaned in delight.
Victor tried to hold it together as she continued to ride him, milking out her orgasm with each thrust. Wetness splashed between them, Victor smiling as she squirted. The smile turned to an urging panic as that had been the last straw. Cock thickening, it pushed at tight inner walls. Astor’s eyes opened as she looked into Victor’s eyes. He held her, helping her along as she bounced on his lap. The Slinger nodded as her body shuddered again and again. The Blade let out a long groan as his cock stiffened and exploded. Vibrant seed blasted from his member, filling the tight space in a blink of an eye. Wetness surged, come mingling with her juices. Astor cried out, another shudder crashing into her thin body. Squeezing her ass, Victor took control, forcing her movements to his unspoken commands, sliding up and down on his cock, milking him of every last drop. Bodies slowing, Victor held the Slinger close as she hugged him around the neck. Astor rested her head on his, still riding his cock. Energy swirled between the couple, Victor basking in Vala’s light. Astor opened her eyes, the energy dancing along their bodies. A silent understanding passed between them, moving to their connection, their hearts filling with light.
The door opened and a body slipped in. Victor looked past Astor’s neck to Shyryth. The dragon woman was smiling as she undid her robe, opened it and shrugged it off. Astor moved, keeping Victor in her as Shyryth flexed her red wings to let the robe fall to the floor. The warmth in the room never dimmed as the Blade watched the naked dragon woman approach. Red nipples nearly glowed in the lantern light as heavy breasts bobbed with each step. Strong hips and thighs moved with caged power as she stepped closer. A tail snaked around from behind and Victor’s eyes drank in her beauty and hairless slit.
“We can’t thank you enough,” Shyryth said, reaching out and touching Astor’s hair.
Victor held Astor as she rode him, his cock not weakening. “I didn’t do much.”
Shyryth looked to the Blade with kind eyes. “You don’t understand, do you? You brought Vala’s light to our worlds. She is coming back and we are all part of it. Something we knew in our hearts has finally come to pass. Vala has chosen you, and we will be there when she resurrects from the dead.”
Astor let out a moan before pulling herself free from Victor. The Slinger crawled onto the bed, laying on her side and running her fingers between her thighs. A swirling motion caused a longer moan, her eyes closed and licking her lips.
Shyryth looked down as Victor’s stiff member with a sly smile. “A reward was promised.”
The dragon woman stepped past the Blade and crawled onto the bed. Astor continued to finger herself, lost to sweet bliss as Shyryth stayed on all fours. Victor turned to see the dragon woman bending her body, her smooth slit ripe for the taking. Shyryth turned her head a looked past her shoulder, wings molding to her back.
“Take it,” Shyryth winked.
Victor crawled onto the bed, the moans of Astor and wetness gleaming from Shyryth’s oval opening. Unable to resist, he pressed his mouth to her slit, tongue running along pink folds. Shyryth let out an amused gasp as the Blade explored. An intoxicating scent and taste took hold of the young man as his tongue moved. A soothing calm fell over his heat as his rigid member bounced. Suckling on pink lips, his hands took hold of her hips, keeping her in place. The dragon’s red scaled tail moved along his body as small coos filled the room. Wetness surged and the Blade happily lapped it up. Eyes open, he noticed her round ass around him and a tight, wrinkled hole right above his nose. The whispers called out and Victor wanted more.
Pulling away, the Blade moved behind the dragon on all fours. Taking hold of his member, he guided the tip to her wet opening. The young man admired Shyryth’s prone body. Scales covered her arms from the elbow out and from the knees down but the rest of her body was covered in smooth pale skin. The dragon’s round ass was spread open, ready for Victor to plunge his sword. Pressing his cock to her pink opening, Shyryth moved, coating wetness over Victor’s purple head.
“I…I can’t wait…anymore…,” Shyryth whined in a low voice, her eyes pleading.
Victor gave a warm smile as one hand grabbed her hip and the other held her tail. With arm and hips moving, he invaded her inner realm while pulling her to him. Shyryth relented, sliding along Victor’s throbbing member until she reached the base. A growl and moan filled the air as she began to slide on him. Victor admired the dragon as she moved with a heated need. The sound of bodies continued their dance as Astor opened her eyes and massaged her throbbing clit with renewed desire. Sultry gasps and moans sang on.
Victor’s hips pumped with power as he felt a little less sensitive. The need to come was there but it seemed so far away. Watching the dragon woman moan and push on his rock-hard cock pulled his need for release closer. The pace was slow but it was there. Hips slapped against the dragon’s ass, ramming inches into her hot, sultry space. Claws dug into the sheets, ripping them as Shyryth buried her face in a pillow, a muffled scream rising up. The dragon’s upper body pressed to the bed, her ass up and pummeled by Victor’s desires. Astor continued to rub herself, admiring Victor as he worked the dragon into submission. The Blade couldn’t help but look to the dragon, then to Astor and back to the dragon. The energy in the room was stifling. Power reached out, touching all involved and a faint glimpse of a smiling goddess touched the back of Victor’s mind.
Shyryth screamed into the pillow again and again, clutching to it for dear life. Victor grabbed each side of her hips, driving his needs to the breaking point. The dragon’s tail whipped up and caressed his neck as the young man’s inner world was rising to the top. Grunting, he pushed with all his might into the sturdy dragon. When she shuddered, all hope was lost. The dragon lifted up her upper body, gasping for breath as Victor drove himself as deep as he could go, his cock spurting molten seed. Power flared between the Blade and dragon woman, energy dancing across their eyes. Bodies moved to a symphony of lust, Shyryth unable to stop the storm of orgasms assaulting her nerves. Wings flexed up as she curved her body for maximum penetration. Victor saw nothing but beauty as he invaded the wanting dragon. Energy sparked along nerves as they continued, their connection blazing bright.
“This…this is a…good start…,” Shyryth moaned and looked over her shoulder, “But the evening has just begun.”
Ten
Victor lay on his back, eyes staring at the ceiling while a Slinger and dragon woman snuggled on each side of his naked body. Soreness ran along tired muscles but Victor could not contain the hint of excitement. Mind exploding with possibilities, he called up his stats. Ghostly words and numbers formed in his vision as Shyryth snuggled closer and Astor wrapped a leg over his thighs.
Victor Hobbs
Acolytes Unlocked- 3/77
Divine Orbs- 3
Spheres of Influence
Str (Gaia)- 1
Con (Nano)- 1
Int (Abyss)- 1
Will (Holy)- 1
Wis (Mind)- 1
Cha (Shadow)- 1
Swords
Iron Sword
Sphere Abilities/Powers
Mind
Gaia
Nano
Shadow
Holy
Abyss
Victor settled in, taking inventory of his body. Energies glowed in his mind an
d parts of his body. Mentally, he reached out and touched the energies, feeling them move to his will. A small smile crept into his cheeks as he understood the basics. Taking hold of two divine orbs, the power crackled in his mind and heart. Faraway eyes opened and looked down on the Blade. Victor knew he needed to use the orbs to gain his power. Eyeing the Mind Sphere, phantom fingers curled around the orbs and directed them.
Energy blazed for a moment and then faded away. Trickles of power entered the Mind Sphere and a power glowed in Victor’s spirit.
You have gained Read/Speak Languages. Passive ability.
Victor smiled wider as the ability appeared on his mystical stat sheet. Eyebrow rising, he noticed the orbs were still there, pushing on his inner self to be used. The Blade looked to his Strength stat and mentally pushed an orb to it. Power flared again as it sank down into his muscles and bones, turning the Strength stat from one to two.
The Blade looked again to his stats, wondering where to spend the second orb. As tempting as it was to put it all in strength, deep down he knew the other stats will come in handy in different situations. Remembering how he used his charisma to stun Shyryth from roasting him alive in the library, Victor nodded to himself and pushed the orb into his charisma stat. Power flared from his face and his heart, turning the charisma stat from one to two.
Victor Hobbs
Acolytes Unlocked- 3/77
Divine Orbs- 1
Spheres of Influence
Str (Gaia)- 2
Con (Nano)- 1
Int (Abyss)- 1
Will (Holy)- 1
Wis (Mind)- 1
Cha (Shadow)- 2
Swords
Iron Sword
Sphere Abilities/Powers
Mind
Speak/Read/Write Languages
Gaia
Nano
Shadow
Holy
Abyss
Victor looked at the top of the ghostly words and numbers and saw that he had one divine orb left. Mentally he tried to take hold but it didn’t budge from deep within his spirit. Brow wrinkling, he tried again. The Blade let his mind relax as he figured he needed at least two divine orbs before he can spend them.
Astor partially opened her sleepy eyes and looked to Victor in a dreamy state. “I can help you sleep.”
Victor looked to the Slinger, smile lingering as he understood every word now, “Maybe in a minute.”
Astor kept her dreamy eyes on the Blade. “You speak after all. I thought you only grunt and moan.”
Victor let out a laugh, “Sometimes.”
Shyryth was next to open her eyes. “I can feel you…getting stronger. Vala will be pleased.”
“I hope so,” Victor said with a playful edge.
The dragon woman nodded as she snuggled close. “She has come to me…in my dreams…whispering such knowledge.”
Shyryth placed her scaled hand on Victor’s chest, “A gift from the goddess.”
Red power glowed. Victor looked down as warm energy spilled into his chest, gliding across his shoulder and sinking into his right arm. The Blade couldn’t help himself as he lifted his arm, a burning sensation touching between shoulder blades where Vala’s symbol was inked into his skin. Ink swirled along his arm and pooled together next to the tattoo of his iron sword. Just below it, the ink took shape and shifted into another sword, symbols and runes covering the handle and along the blade.
Hand up, the new sword slid into his hand and when his fingers closed around the pommel, the mystical weapon anchored to his spirit. The Blade eyed the sword, looking it over and drinking in the four symbols clustered just below the hilt. The runes spoke to him and he understood what they were; symbols of fire, water, air, and earth.
“It’s an Elemental Sword. When you use it, the blade will be engulfed in the element you choose. A fine weapon for fighting with different elemental attacks,” Shyryth said with a sleepy tone.
Victor nodded as the sword sank into his palm and took its place next to his iron sword. “This is a good start.”
Astor reached over and took hold of the Blade’s half hard manhood. “Vala demands satisfaction and so do I.”
Victor smiled as she stroked him until he was fully hard. Silently the Slinger crawled onto him, holding Victor’s cock and sliding down his rigid staff. The soreness seemed to fade away as the Slinger seductively moved her hips, taking every inch.
Shyryth held the Blade close as Astor rode him. “Vala has whispered to us to go with you but we cannot…not now. There is too much to do here. Know in your heart, we will come to you when the time is right.”
Victor found it hard to concentrate as Astor moaned her delight. “Come with me?”
The Slinger looked down with sultry eyes. “I have to train Shyryth, and we can’t do it as long as you are a distraction. But, one night we will come.”
The young man simply nodded as Shyryth leaned in, kissing the Blade as Astor moved to her own needs.
***
Victor groaned as sweat covered bodies collapsed at his sides. The hue of lustful demands glowed against abused senses. Reality darkened as the Blade found it difficult to stay awake. Shyryth and Astor took turns kissing him before passing out. Victor fought the incoming darkness but his body and spirit were used up. The abyss swallowed him, and he sank like a stone into her depths.
Purple lights glowed in the deepening darkness. A mist flowed from nowhere, caressing his sore muscles. Gravity took hold and the Blade found himself moving sideways through the purple and black dreamscape. A hand reached out and took hold of his. Before Victor could respond, mist flowed around him.
Eyes blinking, the dreamscape shifted and condensed until a misty forest appeared around him. Looking to his side as he stood, Lily was there in her demoness form, giving the Blade a small smile. Victor turned his attention to the area. Looking at it, he saw he was at the bottom of Vala’s mountain. Glancing up, he could see the glowing lanterns of Luna Springs halfway up.
“I didn’t want you to linger in the dreamscape. It was better to pull you here as soon as possible,” Lily said.
“How on earth,” Victor began.
“Not on earth,” Lily stated and continued, “You will get the hang of realm walking after a few more tries. For now, let’s climb the mountain and let Cassandra know we’re home.”
The pair began walking toward the base of the mountain. Victor looked at his new tattoo, new questions rising to the top of his mind.
“I was able to use two Divine Orbs to increase my stats but how come I couldn’t use my third orb?”
Lily nodded as they walked. “Vala’s power is in companionship as well as healing, lust, love and sex. It takes two or more spirits to gain an ability or power.”
The succubus eyed Victor, “I assume you have the language ability?”
Victor nodded. “I do.”
“Good, that should make our lives easier as we travel realms.”
Victor looked ahead as they walked, “Shyryth and Astor said they couldn’t come with us, not now. What did they mean by that?”
“We are able to pull each other to Vala’s realm but we can only do it for those who worship the goddess as well. Maybe what we see next will help you understand.”
Lily increased her pace and Victor kept up. The misty forest around them began to part and odd stone structures came into view as the mountain loomed above them. Victor remembered looking down to the base of the mountain and seeing strange structures but this was the first time he walked to them. Remembering the fight with one of Baaldir’s War Wolves, he wasn’t in any condition to see where he was dragged. Now that he was up and able, he drank it all in.
Broken and shattered stone homes stood in silent decay. Roofs had collapsed and walls were cracked or open completely with jagged holes. A sense of sad dread touched Victor’s senses as he looked around. After images of a vibrant town, filled with those who follow Vala washed on his mind and then the images were gone. Heart heavy, Victor could feel
the loss Vala carried as faint ghosts seemed to haunt the destroyed town.
Lily stopped and looked to the ruins. “I wasn’t here when it happened hundreds of years ago, but Cassandra told me the stories. She read the tomes, written by survivors. The Gods and Goddesses across the realms grew jealous of Vala’s power and influence. They plotted and planned before launching a war across the realms. Those who worshipped Vala were hunted down and executed for the crimes of love. Temples were destroyed and entire towns and cities were wiped out during the Rage War.”
Lily’s eyes slide downward, her gaze on the cracked stone street. “Men, women and children were slaughtered, anyone with even the slightest association to Vala. The goddess commanded many priests and priestesses to bring as many as they could to Vala’s realm for safety. They knew peace for a time, hoping to ride out the war. But, even Vala could not protect them forever. Baaldir led the assault here. In Vala’s realm, no one can be killed under her protection but Baaldir twisted and perverted the edges of her power with his own. Only a god or goddess can break another’s power but it takes a heavy toll. Baaldir was weakened but his armies were not.”
Lily stepped to a broken stone home, hand touching a cracked wall. “Most were slain and some escaped to other realms. The enemy armies were too vast and the entire mountain was set to flame. For a long time, nothing lived here. Cassandra was touched and tasked by Vala to be a Keeper. She accepted and entered the realm. It took her decades to rebuild the springs and homes halfway up the mountain before her body grew too weak to continue. She stayed and long after, I showed up.”
Victor moved to Lily’s side, hand touching her waist. The succubus turned to the Blade, her eyes glistening in the moonlight.
“Vala’s strength is returning. We can bring back it all back,” Victor said with small, confident smile.
Lily blinked away wet eyes and gave a slight head nod. “She chose us for a reason, right?”