by James Archer
She waved a hand, showing off her perfect body. The obvious money she’d put into making her character’s avatar might be enough for me to forget about her shortcomings. She might turn out to be useful to me in some way.
“Hey,” Harper said as we stopped. “What’s up?”
“I’m going full-time,” Morgana said.
“Oh?” Harper asked. “What about your husband?”
“He finally died,” Morgana replied flippantly, still smiling.
Damn. What a cold bitch. I like her.
“Congrats,” I said, not acting excited.
“I need to talk with you,” Morgana said.
“About what?” Harper asked.
“Can we speak alone?” Morgana glanced at me then back at Harper. “Is that okay?”
“Go ahead,” I said, waving a hand through the air. “Talking to King Gregor won’t take too much time, I don’t think. It might be better if I go alone.”
“Are you sure?” Harper asked, putting her hand on my bicep.
I nodded then leaned down to kiss her.
“Have fun. I’ll talk to you later.”
She smiled. As I walked, their voices getting lost in the sea of sounds in the city, I turned my attention to King Gregor and my attempt to procure a Dino Sword of my own. Owning one was the only way to truly rule even the smallest of kingdoms in the game. I needed to convince the king to help me get my own. Wouldn’t be easy, but I had to try.
The closer I got to the center of the city, the more guards I saw lurking about. I paid them no heed as I strode past them, heading toward the Inner Gate. Like most rulers in the game, King Gregor didn’t fuck around when it came to defenses. After grabbing hold of power, he’d done everything to hold onto it. I’d do the same once I acquired my own.
Until then, I’d need to kiss ass and claw my way to the fucking top. At the gates to the king’s enclosed palace, I stopped and raised my hands. Two guards atop the wall peered down.
“I’m here to see the king,” I said loud enough for them to hear.
“What’s your business?” one of them asked.
“Do you have an appointment?” his shorter buddy added.
“Tell him Drake’s here to see him,” I said. “He’ll want to talk to me.”
Over the last two years, I’d saved King Gregor’s ass more than once. I planned to call in the favors I’d done for him and convince him to help me get the new Dino Sword about to spawn. The guards whispered to each other before one scurried away. I waited, arms crossed over my chest. With everything I’d done for him, I didn’t expect too long unless he was fucking.
I grinned as I remembered our nickname for him - Quickie Dickie. All the women I’d encountered over the years had all said the same thing. The king of the realms couldn’t last in bed. I tilted my head back and glanced up at the remaining guard. He wouldn’t be too hard to kill.
All the other guards in the compound would take me out, not to mention the spellcasters in his harem. Sex magic took a while to build up properly, but once you got the grid connected with multiple partners, things got fucking interesting. I wasn’t worried personally about raising my sex magic game quickly, but having one of the rare Dino Swords would my life easier.
The massive wooden gate swung open. I walked inside after it finished, sneering at the smaller guard. He said nothing as he motioned for me to follow him. I picked up the distinct smell of weed as we moved closer to the center of the fortified keep where he lived. Him being high as fuck would give me an edge when dealing with him. I smiled as the guard stopped.
“Be respectful, or we’ll kill your ass,” he said before opening a door.
“You seem like the type of guy who would want my ass, but that’s not my game,” I said.
“No, wait, I meant…”
“Step aside,” I said, bustling past him.
He muttered something indecipherable as I walked into the throne room. King Gregor sat on his throne as two dozen of the finest women I’d seen in a while danced and swayed before him. All the sexual energy in the room hit me as I strode toward the king. Several of his women stared at my ass, but I paid them no mind, concentrating on the throne I wanted to own.
“You again,” King Gregor said then took a puff from a fat ass joint.
I stopped a few feet in front of his throne, not bothering to bow. He sat back, relaxed, puffing on the joint. Four guards surrounded him, all heavily armored.
“You don’t sound happy to see the man who saved your life,” I said.
“Show some fucking respect,” King Gregor said, sitting up. “I heard you’re full time now.”
“Yup,” I said, nodding my head.
“That’s great,” he said. “Are you coming to work for me?”
“Not exactly. I’m here to call in all the favors I’ve given you over the years.”
The king smoked his joint, not answering. Fucking bastard.
“You were keeping track of everything you did for me?” he asked a moment later.
“No, but I want to grab the Dino Sword about to spawn and start my own kingdom.”
“And fight against me?” King Gregor asked.
“Not if it’s not necessary,” I replied.
“It’d be easier if you just came and worked for me,” he said. “We could expand. My brain and your brawn would go far. Not to mention the sizable harem I’ve built up.”
He snapped his finger. Two of the scantily clad women danced up, their bodies rubbing against mine. I let them have their fun, keeping my attention on the king.
“They’re nice, but I want my own. You understand, don’t you?”
“I do,” King Gregor said. “Don’t think I don’t.”
Fuck. He’s not going to help me. I know it.
“Will you please help me? It’s the right thing to do.”
The king shook his head.
“You’d be too big of a risk,” he said. “You either help me or become my enemy.”
“That’s messed up,” I said.
He grinned and nodded.
“Welcome to the full-time game,” he said. “Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown and wields one of the Dino Swords. You should help me get a second one. I could expand my kingdom and make sure you don’t want for anything in here.”
“That’s not the way I want to play,” I countered. “You know me.”
“I know you all too well, Drake. That’s why I’m saying no.”
Fuck you, then, I thought while smiling and unconcerned on the outside.
“If you come to your senses, let me know.”
The king laughed. I felt the sexual energy in the room turn darker.
“You should go,” King Gregor said, standing up and undoing his belt. “It’s fucking time.”
Without another word, I turned and made my way through the flailing, half-naked women. The guard at the door snickered as I walked through.
“Don’t you fucking start,” I snapped.
He followed as I walked toward the exit.
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CHAPTER 3
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Morgana Makes Up For It
As I approached the front door of my humble home, pissed at the king for being a dick, I thought about other ways to easily get my hands on a Dino Sword. Could I expand my own harem more quickly? Once inside, I failed to notice the clothes strewn about on the floor. When I hit the living room and heard passionate moaning from the bedroom, I stopped.
Harper? Fucking another guy in my own damn house? I pushed the door to my bedroom opened and barged in, ready to kill a guy. Harper and Morgana, both naked, looked up. I grinned as I saw the pure lust painted on their faces. Sweat dripped from their lithe bodies. From the looks of it, they’d been going at it for a while. I took off my clothes.
“Keep going. I didn’t tell you to stop.”
Harper smiled then turned and pushed Morgana onto her back. As she sl
ithered between her legs, I crawled onto the bed near the raven-haired submissive’s face.
“Suck it,” I said, smiling as she wasted no time.
As she swirled her tongue around the tip of my dick, I glanced over and watched the ever inventive Harper go to town on her friend’s pussy.
“Join my harem,” I commanded.
Morgana stopped sucking and glanced up at me, blinking quickly. She turned to look at Harper.
“Can I?” she asked, almost begging.
Harper smiled and nodded.
“I’ll join,” she said then went back to work on my cock.
<< Your harem has increased! >>
<< +1 female - Morgana, human fighter >>
<< + 10 sexual energy! >>
Ooh. Another fighter. I should’ve figured with the big ass sword she had strapped to her back when we ran across her in the street. Fuck King Gregor and the rest of the fools, I thought as Morgana’s head bobbed up and down on my throbbing cock.
“That’s it, baby,” I cooed, coaxing her on.
“Fuck her pussy,” Harper said. “Please…”
I crawled between Morgana’s legs as Harper moved away. Morgana moaned as I slipped into her and began thrusting. I saw the sex xp racking up, but I paid the game notifications no mind as I concentrated on my rhythm. All the sexual energy would help me attract more women to my harem. The thought got me even harder.
“Yes, yes, yes…” Morgana continued moaning.
Unable to hold back any longer, I shot my seed into her. She squirmed as I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. Harper continued kissing me. I pulled out of Morgana then looked down at her. She smiled up at me, a look of hunger still on her face.
“I’ve got even better news,” Harper said.
“Oh?” I cocked my head to the side.
“Yeah,” she said, nodding. “Morgana has heard about a map to the location of the new Dino Sword spawning. She can help us get your sword, baby.”
I smiled, feeling even better. A good quick fuck was nice, but a Dino Sword would lead to me wielding all sorts of power in the game world.
“That’s great,” I said. “We’ll have breakfast and talk about it.”
“No round two?” Harper asked with sad puppy eyes.
“Later. We’ve got work to do.” I glanced at Morgana. “You know of a map?”
She nodded and spilled her guts. A new dungeon had formed to the west in the badlands.
“How do you know the map’s there?” I asked, suspicious.
“My last master told me,” she said. “He treated me like shit, and I left.”
“Who was he?” I asked.
“Lord Taintor.”
“He’s a fucking cunt,” I said.
She said nothing, staring up at me with those eyes of hers.
“You did good picking this one, Harper,” I said.
My main woman smiled then wrapped her arms around. Despite my better judgment, the three of us fucked again. I wanted to get started on the quest to find my Dino Sword, but sometimes my dick had a mind of its own. As the two beautiful women serviced me, I laid back and enjoyed every single sensation. The rest of my life was going to be great.
* * * * *
I gave a wizard a hundred gold to teleport the three of us outside the new dungeon which turned out to be nothing more than a hole in the ground. Harper and Morgana stood to my left and right respectively while I peered down into the darkness.
“Hello,” someone said behind us.
I whirled around, sword at the ready. A man wearing outlandish red and yellow clothes stood. The stringed instrument on his back gave away his class. A bard was the last thing we needed to run into while out in the wild.
“What do you want?” I asked. “There’s three of us. We’ll kill you in an instant if you start playing that guitar or try to charm us.”
“Guitar?” The man laughed. “I’m no guitar player, sir.”
“Again,” I said. “What do you want?”
“Baron Rando is already in the dungeon,” the bard said. “Do you want to know more?”
I lowered my sword.
“How much?”
“Just a quick jump in the hay with one of your women,” he said.
“Did you just disrespect me?” I asked, stepping forward.
The bard threw up his hands defensively while backing away.
“No, sir. I meant no disrespect. Baron Rando rents out his women, and I thought…”
“I’m not Baron Rando,” I said. “He’s a punk that’s going to get what’s coming to him.”
“Yeah,” Harper added.
“How long ago did he go down?” I asked.
“A couple hours,” the bard said. “I’ve been in the bushes...um, practicing…”
“We don’t want to hear about it. Did he have his full team with him?”
The bard nodded. “All his women. I hung around hoping he’d be camping after he clears the dungeon and gets the map.”
“You know about the map too?” I asked.
“Everyone knows,” he said. “Are you new to the game?”
“I’m Drake,” I said. “Remember the name.”
The bard slowly lowered his hands.
“I will, I will,” he said, repeating himself too much.
“We’re going after him. You want to join us?”
“No way,” the bard said. “I’ll be on my way.”
“We should kill him,” Morgana said, stepping forward.
I turned to her. “Yeah? Why?”
“He looks shifty,” she said, not taking her eyes off him.
“Maybe,” I said.
“Please don’t kill me,” the bard said. “I’ll give you all the gold I have on me.”
“Hand it over,” Harper barked, stepping forward.
She put out her hand, palm up. The bard reached for his belt.
“Easy now,” I said.
He unattached a pouch.
“This is all I have on me,” he said. “I swear.”
“Drop it and get out of here,” I said. “Now!”
I flexed my muscles and lunged forward, causing the bard to scurry away.
“Don’t you want to expand our group?” Morgana asked.
“Quiet,” Harper hissed.
“It’s okay. Questions are good,” I said. “He’s not the type of person I want around.”
Morgana nodded her head then replaced her sword on her back.
“We need a way down,” I said.
“Leave it to me,” Harper said. “I’ve got a spell.”
“Of course you do,” I said, grinning. “But is it safe?”
“It’s safe enough,” she said. “It’ll cause us to gently fall down the hole.”
“We don’t know how deep it is, though.”
“It can’t be that deep.” Harper turned to Morgana. “You’ll go first.”
Morgana nodded then walked over to the edge of the hole. I followed as Harper cast her spell. A blue glow surrounded us. I waited and watched as Morgana jumped into the hole. She gently fell down. I went next, followed by Harper. She spread her legs, giving me a good view as I stared up at her on the way down. Jumping off a cliff and fucking might be fun.
I put thoughts of my favorite pussy out of my mind and glanced down. A light far below got brighter as we approached.
“Be ready for anything, ladies,” I said as we dropped deeper underground.
The pit ended in an oblong chamber freshly dug. A tunnel led to the west. Several small dino-men bodies littered the ground, all of their bodies stripped of any valuables.
“Maybe they’ll clear the whole dungeon for us,” I said. “No xp, but we’ll be closer to getting the new Dino Sword. If we get this map, we’ll be the only ones who have it.”
“That’s good,” Harper said.
“Come on,” I said, motioning for them to follow.
Torches every fifty yards or so were the only illumination as we sped through the dungeon. We foun
d a staircase down to a second level and stopped.
“Something isn’t right,” Harper said. “I can sense it.”
“We’re getting closer to Baron Rando,” I said. “We got this.”
Harper shook her head. “No, it’s something else. I can’t put my finger on it.”
“You can put your finger in Morgana later, but for now, we’ve got to keep going. Come on.”
I strode down the stone stairs, taking them two at the time. An empty room at the bottom looked better constructed than the level above us. How many floors would we have to clear before finding Baron Rando? I wondered as I kept walking. The next room contained a dino-mage. From the blood everywhere and the scorched walls, they must’ve had a big battle.
Two open doors led out of the room. I chose the one with a bloody trail leading to it. Harper and Morgana followed close behind. A hallway led to yet another room. Bodies laid strewn about, all of them long since looted. Had Baron Rando already made it to the final boss and recovered the map? I quickened my pace as I explored the rest of the level.
With all the traps disarmed and most of the monsters not having re spawned, we quickly made our way to the fifth floor of the dungeon. I heard the sounds of a battle coming from somewhere in the distance. The other still behind me, I crept forward at a slower pace, my eyes peeled on the end of the hallway. A battle could be seen at the end of the hall.
I rushed forward to the doorway, scanning the battlefield. Baron Rando, dressed in his ridiculous pink chain mail, chopped off the head of yet another dino-mage. A shrill shriek filled the air as the body fell to the ground, flopping around. Two dozen women stood nearby, chanting and dancing. I ran toward Baron Rando, hoping to catch him by surprise.
“Die!” I shouted as I swung my sword, hitting him in the left arm.
After he screamed a command, his women surrounded him defensively. Several bursts of fire shot from several of their hands, racing toward me. A couple of them hit, doing minimal damage.
“Take them out!” I yelled, hoping Harper swung into action.
Morgana ran forward, stabbing her giant sword through the stomachs of two of the women. Harper cast a flurry of green energy bolts at the women in front of Baron Rando. Several of them fell to the ground, writhing in orgasm. With them out of the way, I charged forward to attack Baron Rando again. He held up his sword, but he was no match for me. My blade sunk into his stomach. He screamed as blood spurted out, covering me.