Succubus 5 (Hardcore Dungeon Core): A LitRPG Series

by A. J. Markam

  “What, you’re going to berate him after your men treated him like a commoner?” the dwarf sneered at the Duchess, apparently newly emboldened – but by what, I had no idea.

  She scowled at the dwarf, but he paid her no mind. Instead he turned to me and said with the most charming of smiles, “The Church of Eternity welcomes you, sir. I am very glad to see you, despite the unfortunate circumstances of your entrance.”

  “Yeeeaaah…” I said, still not quite sure why everybody had gone all bizarro-world on me. I pointed at the crystal, still clutched in the captain’s hand. “I’m gonna need that back.”

  “Yes – yes, of course!” the Duchess said, almost hyperventilating. She flapped her hand at the captain. “Give it back to him, NOW!”

  The captain of the guard handed me the crystal with a small bow. “Begging your pardon, sir.”

  As soon as I slipped the necklace over my head, I felt its surface vibrate against my bare skin, and Alaria’s voice burst back into my mind like the sweetest music imaginable.

  - Thank Goddess! Can you hear me, Ian?!

  “Yes,” I murmured, which not only answered her question, but could also use the captain’s apology as a cover.

  I wanted to ask Alaria if she knew what the fuck was going on, but things were going better for me than they were 60 seconds ago, and I didn’t want to jinx it by babbling to invisible people.

  “Why did you arrest him?!” the dwarf demanded. “Such shoddy treatment for so eminent a personage!”

  The Duchess stared daggers at the dwarf, then glanced back at me with an obsequious smile. “I am sure you have come a very long distance and you must be tired. Let my servants show you to a room.”

  “A pigsty, perhaps?” the dwarf snickered. “That would be right in line with how you’ve treated him so far.”

  “NO,” the Duchess said in a panic, “it will be the best room in all the castle, I promise you! Other than my own, of course.”

  “…o-kaaaay…” I said, not really know what the hell to make of all this.

  “If we were at a cathedral of the Church of Eternity, I would make sure you had the best room of all, even if I had to displace the Cardinal to do it,” the dwarf said unctuously.

  The Duchess seemed caught between her hatred of the dwarf and her fear of me. “I – well, obviously, I – I mean, I could give you my room, it would just need to be prepared for your eminence – ”

  “A regular room’ll be fine,” I interrupted.

  “Yes, yes, thank you,” the Duchess said gratefully, then waved frantically at what I assumed was her lady-in-waiting. “See him to the room for royal visitors! And after you are established, sir, we shall have a feast in your honor!”

  “…o-kaaaay…” I said as I followed the pretty servant out of the receiving room and down a stone hallway.

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  The Duchess had been right: my room was pretty damn great. Lots of space, high ceilings, a four-poster bed, a sumptuous bath, a desk and plush chair in the corner. All the exposed stone made it a little cold, but a crackling fire in the hearth fixed that. There was even a bearskin rug in front of it, swear to God.

  There was also a table set with pastries, fruit, and bottles of wine. Stig would have loved it. Which reminded me, I needed to get out of here and find him, Soraiya, and Fugly as soon as possible. To that end, I made special note of the arched window that looked out over a small, ivy-covered courtyard.

  The servant girl showed me in, spoke as little as possible, bowed and scraped, and then left as soon as she could.

  As soon as she was gone, I said out loud, “Are you okay?”

  - I’m fine, Alaria assured me.

  “Did you understand any of that back there with the Duchess?”

  - Not a bit. Apparently you’re a VERY important person, she teased.

  I walked over to the window and peered out. The courtyard was very pretty. Better yet, it was completely deserted. The ten-foot drop to the ground was doable, though the impact when I landed would shave off a few of my hit points. The sun had set, and the sky was getting dark – perfect for sneaking out of this damn castle, especially with my Invisibility spell.

  “Alright, I figure I should get out of here and find the others so we can – ”

  There was a knock at the door.

  “Shit…”

  I’d just been about to make my grand escape, but if they found out I was missing from my room, I was pretty sure they’d send out a search party for me.

  I walked over and opened the door – and was surprised when the Duchess herself bustled in and shut it quickly behind her.

  “I am so sorry for my men’s actions earlier,” she said. “Please do not let that influence your decision in any way.”

  Part of me wanted to ask, WHAT decision? And exactly who do you think I am?

  But I knew that if they figured out I wasn’t who they thought I was, my name was going straight back on the ‘To Be Executed’ list.

  So instead I tried to bluff my way through.

  “No, no, of course not,” I said.

  The Duchess relaxed. “Thank you. I cannot tell you what a relief that is to hear.”

  She was actually quite pretty up close. Just shy of my height, with delicate features and sparkling blue eyes. I’m not usually into women with short hair, but it worked on her. And she smelled pretty great, too – some fancy perfume like a muted version of honeysuckle.

  Her eyes roved over my face like she was trying to read my expression. “Is there anything that could influence your decision? Just out of curiosity.”

  Fuck.

  “Um… well… sure. Potentially.”

  She took a step closer to me. “What sort of things?”

  - I think this bitch is coming on to you, Alaria said in amusement.

  “Nooo,” I said.

  I mean, come on – just twenty minutes ago she was about to go all Red Queen on me and shout, Off with his head!

  The Duchess looked puzzled. “No?”

  Shit. I remembered that I couldn’t answer Alaria’s questions out loud like that. Not with other people around.

  I fumbled around for something to say. “I meant… you ‘know.’ Not ‘no,’ but… you know.”

  The Duchess stared at me. Her lips parted the tiniest bit, and she seemed to be breathing faster.

  “I believe I do,” she whispered.

  She reached up, unfastened the catch at the neck of her robes, and let them slide over her shoulders and fall to the floor.

  Guess she had the ‘quick release’ royal robes on.

  She stood there naked in front of me, her body lit beautifully by the firelight.

  “Oh my GOD,” I gasped.

  - Haha – STILL think the bitch isn’t coming on to you? Alaria snickered.

  The Duchess looked hurt, and she covered her breasts with one arm tentatively, like she was trying to shield herself. “You… you do not like what you see?”

  Oh, me likey.

  She was slender but pleasantly soft, with small, perky breasts that sloped upwards and ended in pink, conical, puffy nipples.Her waist was tiny, with a tuft of blonde, curly hair between her milky thighs.

  The view sent Little Ian reaching for the sky pretty quickly – but it wasn’t the very doable naked woman in front of me that concerned me.

  It was the little voice in my head, and how she might react to me shtupping another woman – especially when she wasn’t able to. Y’know, being without a body and all.

  “Uh…” I muttered.

  - Goddess, tell her you’d hit her! Alaria nearly shouted.

  “It’s ‘hit that,’” I hissed.

  “What?” the Duchess frowned, now confused.

  - Just fuck her already!

  “You’re okay with this?” I whispered.

  - Of course I am, as long as I get to watch! Well, FEEL, since I can’t really SEE…

  The Duchess didn’t know that I had Alaria talking in my ear, so she assumed my question
was directed towards her.

  “I haven’t been with a man since my husband died, so yes… I am most assuredly ‘okay with this.’ And,” she added slyly, “I would do anything to help you make your… decision. Anything.”

  - Ohhhh, she wants it in the ‘out door’! Alaria said gleefully.

  “Noooo,” I said to Alaria, like I couldn’t believe it.

  Of course, the Duchess interpreted it as though I were speaking to her.

  “Oh yes,” she assured me, then mouthed silently, Anal.

  Holy shit.

  - You are DEFINITELY doing her up the ass! Alaria commanded.

  “One thing at a time,” I said. “You’re sure?”

  - YES!

  “Yes,” the Duchess whispered, her breasts heaving.

  So I stepped forward to kiss her.

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  I circled my hands around the Duchess’s warm body and pulled her in close to me, then pressed my lips against hers.

  She closed her eyes and surrendered.

  Her lips were warm and soft, and yielded to my tongue.

  I began to caress her bare back with my hands, then let them drop down to her ass. She had a pleasantly ample derriere for such a petite woman, and I kneaded her soft skin beneath my fingers.

  “Mmmmm,” she moaned into my mouth, and pressed her hips forward against mine, grinding into my erection.

  - Ohhhhhhh, Alaria moaned along with her. Oh GODDESS…

  I broke off the kiss. “You can feel that?”

  “Oh, can I,” the Duchess murmured, and slid her hand down the front of my pants.

  I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I’d been talking to Alaria.

  - I don’t know what’s happening, but it’s like I can FEEL every sensation in your body… and I can feel hers, too. Like I’m in both your bodies at once, and feeling it all. Don’t stop, keep going!

  The Duchess shivered a tiny bit, so I moved her over to the rug in front of the fireplace. Then I lowered my head to her neck and began to nibble and lick. She tilted her head to give me more access and made soft, sweet murmurs with every kiss.

  I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and felt the weight of it in my palm. I began to stroke the nipple, and felt it harden a little beneath my fingers.

  “Ohhhhh,” the Duchess moaned, and went back to rubbing my cock through my pants.

  - Get undressed! Alaria begged. Get undressed NOW!

  I complied. I stepped back, kicked off my boots, and began to undo my cloak.

  The Duchess, meanwhile, sank to her knees in front of me on the rug and quickly undid my pants.

  “Oh,” she gasped as my cock sprang out at full attention.

  I wondered if she was going to be any good at this – you know, being a high-falutin’ royal and all.

  I shouldn’t have worried.

  She gripped the base lightly with one hand and licked the underside of my shaft from my balls up to my crown.

  “Oh,” I murmured.

  - OH, Alaria moaned even louder in my mind.

  Then the Duchess slid her warm, wet mouth over my head and began to lightly suck. At the same time, she used her other hand to play with my balls, cupping them and tickling them.

  “OH,” I moaned.

  - OHHHHHH, Alaria groaned.

  Duchess had some skills.

  She bobbed her head up and down on my shaft – but the best part was when she looked up at me with those sparkling blue eyes. That royal face that had been so commanding and imperious back in the throne room now looked lustful and submissive with her lips wrapped around my cock.

  Fuuuuuuck, that’s hot…

  I even forgot about the part where she’d threatened to kill me.

  - Get her up on the bed and fuck her, Alaria moaned. PLEASE.

  I stopped the Duchess from continuing. She looked apprehensive at first until I completely shucked off my pants. All I was wearing now was the necklace with Alaria’s crystal touching my bare chest.

  Then I lifted the Duchess up by her hand. Once she was standing, I bent and grabbed her under her knees and the small of her back and swept her off her feet. She was so light and petite, it was easy.

  “OH!” she giggled, and looped her arms around my shoulders for a kiss as I carried her over to the bed.

  - Hey, Alaria said petulantly, why haven’t you done that to ME?

  “Soon,” I promised.

  “No,” the Duchess said, misinterpreting me. “Now.”

  Then she looked a little bashful, and added, “…please.”

  I grinned and threw her onto the bed, where she bounced a couple of times with another high-pitched giggle. I remained standing. I grabbed her legs and pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed, and she gasped with anticipation.

  “Any requests?” I said aloud. I was getting the hang of talking to two women at once.

  “W-whatever you want,” the Duchess whispered, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling.

  - Put her legs up over your shoulders! Alaria ordered happily.

  I grabbed the Duchess’s ankles, lifted them, and pressed them against my shoulders. Then I grabbed the head of my cock, angled it between her legs, and put the tip against her lips.

  Her pussy was drenched. I could even see her wetness glistening in the firelight.

  She stared up at me, trembling slightly, her eyes locked onto mine –

  And then I eased forward into her.

  “OHHHHH,” she moaned, her eyes rolling back up into her head.

  - OHHHHHH! Alaria groaned along with her.

  “You can feel that?” I asked.

  “Every inch!” the Duchess sighed happily.

  - OH YEAH, Alaria said enthusiastically. I can feel you AND her. It’s INCREDIBLE.

  That wasn’t the only thing that felt incredible. The Duchess’s pussy was soft and wet, and just the right amount of looseness – not tight at all, which was wonderful. I began to rock back and forth inside her, moving on the balls of my feet as I held onto her ankles with my hands.

  “UNNNNH,” the Duchess moaned again.

  Because of our different heights – she was maybe an inch higher on the bed than my hips – the head of my cock was angled up inside her and stroking her g-spot with every slow movement I made.

  Her clit was a little pink bud at the top of her lips, wet and glistening. I licked my forefinger, touched the wet tip to the hood, and began to slowly massage her.

  “UNNNHHHH!” she cried out loudly.

  - Oh FUCK that’s hot, Alaria murmured.

  Suddenly the crystal began to thrum and buzz against my skin.

  “You’re vibrating,” I said.

  “Am I?” the Duchess gasped as she looked at me, then rolled her eyes back in her head. “It feels like my entire body is vibrating!”

  - I’m just excited, Alaria whimpered. What does it feel like? The vibrations, I mean.

  “It feels good.”

  “It feels WONDERFUL!” the Duchess moaned.

  - Ian – try something for me?

  “Sure.”

  - Press me against her clit.

  I took off the necklace, grasped the slender crystal in my fingers, and pressed the long, flat side against the Duchess’s clit.

  She looked concerned.

  “What are you – OHHHHHH!” she gasped, and then she didn’t look concerned anymore – just elated.

  I could feel Alaria buzzing between my fingers, so I’m sure the Duchess was getting quite the sensation.

  - OH GODDESS! Alaria moaned.

  “Feels good?”

  - Fucking AMAZING!

  “I’ve never felt anything like it in my LIFE!” the Duchess cried, arching her hips to press even harder into the crystal.

  - Ian – I can feel her body – I can feel the energy in her – squat down a little so your cock is angled up a bit more –

  I squatted down on my heels. The result was that the head of my cock was really bumping up against the Duchess’s g-spot.
r />   “OHHHHH!” she screamed, her upper body thrashing on the bed.

  - That’s it, that’s it! Alaria cried out. Now put your free hand on her lower belly – place your palm flat down on her skin and press so you can feel your cock through her body, but don’t let up on the crystal!

  I did as I was told. I let go of the Duchess’s ankles and pressed my left palm firmly against her lower belly. Now I could feel every thrust of my cock jutting up inside her.

  At the same time, I put a bit more pressure on the Duchess’s clit with the crystal, which was vibrating even more intensely.

  The effect was instantaneous.

  The Duchess’s eyes bugged out, and every tendon in her neck and upper torso stood out as she screamed. Her entire body went into convulsions, and I felt a spray of hot liquid against my skin.

  She was squirting.

  “AAAAAAAAAAH!” she shrieked as her eyes rolled back into her head.

  - OH FUUUUUUUCK! Alaria screamed.

  I’d been so intent on following instructions that I was distracted enough not to come – but I sure as hell enjoyed the show.

  I eventually slowed down and lifted the crystal off the Duchess’s clit. She stopped thrashing, although there were still little tremors going off in the muscles of her belly, and her skin was covered with a light sheen of sweat.

  “By Astorak’s crown,” the Duchess gasped, “I didn’t even know I could do that!”

  I grinned. “Well, that was just the beginning.”

  She flashed those sparkling blue eyes at me and smiled. “Oh my…”

  “Any other ideas?” I said.

  “You’re doing wonderfully so far,” the Duchess sighed.

  - Yeah – flip her over and do her doggy style. I want to try something.

  “Okay,” I said, and pulled out.

  “Awww,” the Duchess pouted, then squealed with delight as I flipped her over. I guess she wasn’t used to being manhandled. Then I propped her up on all fours and climbed onto the bed behind her.

  “Like this?” I asked.

  “Whatever you want!” the Duchess replied happily.

  - EXACTLY like that, Alaria agreed.

  I grabbed the woman’s hips, placed the tip of my cock against her soaked, pink lips… and slooooowly pushed my way inside her.