Blood Legion: Adamantine Chronicles Book Two

by D. R. Rosier

  I nodded, “It occurred to me if my suit was ever badly damaged, I’d have to remake it. If the helmet was damaged, I could lose you. You’re more than just a part of the suit Rose, you’re my partner, and my friend. I was thinking if I created another enchantment, left it here in the room. Call it an empty A.I. matrix holder. Connect it to the suit like the network connection you have, then you could escape from it if the helmet is ever damaged, before the enchantment destabilizes.”

  Rose was silent for a moment, long enough that I wondered if she was going to answer me.

  “Thank you, Daniel. That means a lot to me, all of it. I’d kiss you if I could, and I think I mean it this time.”

  I laughed, “I’d let you, if it was on the cheek.”

  Rose laughed, then teased, “Alyssa wouldn’t begrudge me a little lip action.”

  I snorted, sure she was kidding, pretty sure anyway, and grabbed the metal lamp that had the cleaning enchantment on it. That would work well enough. It didn’t take long, in comparison the energy enchantments, it set quickly and easily. It was maybe quarter to eleven when I finished.

  “Test it?”

  A moment later, Rose said, “Perfect. Now you’re stuck with me when you make the mark two suit.”

  If I ever needed to, I could always upgrade the current one, its power was in the enchantments, not in the suit itself. Although, I wondered if with my new knowledge if I could enchant a suit inside an amulet. One of the rarer powers was conjuration, creating a temporary physical object.

  There were problems with having all the enchantments in one amulet though, namely the weapons. I’d have to figure out how to aim with a conjured gauntlet, and have an enchantment hanging around my neck fire from that spot, it sounded like an overcomplication better avoided.

  I’d have to think about it for a while and consider all the ramifications.

  Still, the useful part of that was my armor taking damage. If it did it wouldn’t matter, since all the enchantments would be safely around my neck. Also, any damaged piece could just be re-conjured in a second.

  I also wanted to redo my amulet, I bet I could make it so that it can carry armor, and the rest of my wardrobe, all at the same time now. Instead of just two changes of clothes. Now that I knew I could visualize it as the size of a building, and it would work, I could probably stick a car in there too.

  Not that I would, just making the point.

  But at the moment, I was pretty beat from the day, and four enchantments in succession had me tired. I decided it was as good at time as any to hit the bed. For one, I didn’t want to wait up for her and worry, she was a goddess, and out with two of the most powerful heroines in the city. Plus, she was the love of my life, not my child, it would just be wrong to treat her that way, even in my own mind. Secondly, I was sure my wakeup call would be very interesting…

  Chapter Six

  The relatively cool air of the bedroom, and the soft feel of her warm lips on my pelvis woke me up with a slight moan.

  I looked down to see her smiling face and soft brown eyes looking up at me with a wicked glint in her eyes.

  Alyssa said softly, “Come with me.”

  She caressed my chest teasingly with her long nails, then traced a single finger along my cock, before she turned and headed for the door to the living room. She still had on that unbelievably gorgeous and slinky dark blue dress that hugged her curvy petite body and her legs. Her hair was also up in a tight bun still.

  I was confused by the request to get out of the bed given the look on her face, but the alluring flash of her legs, the way her petite bubbled ass and hips swayed, and the wildly sexy and alluring come fuck me look in her eyes told me it didn’t need to make sense, yet.

  I rolled out of bed and she smiled wickedly as she stepped through the doorway, her sensuous movements were hypnotic, and I was only half awake. My half chubby led the way as I followed her into the living room.

  She said seductively, “Sit on the loveseat. I had a wonderful night tonight. You know dancing makes me hot. I really did have a wonderful time with Carol and Tina, but I also missed you, and wished I could dance with you several times.”

  I sat down where she’d pointed, unable to move my eyes away from her, her sultry voice, the come fuck me look in her eyes, and there was a powerful loving devotion there as well, one that spoke of a wild need to express it.

  She bit her lip and paused a second, “So I had a naughty thought one of those times, I decided if I couldn’t dance with you at the club tonight, then I was going to dance for you when I got home. And this is home, not your apartment, or mine, you are my home, always my love.”

  Holy hell, I was at full mast then, and she hadn’t even started.

  She bit her lip, looked at my hard cock and licked her lips, and then got a naughty smile on her face as she walked over to the coffee table. She sexily bent over at the waist instead of the knees, as she fiddled with her phone for a second. Music started to play from her phone, it had a fast drum beat, but the music was rather slow.

  She arched her back as she stood back up, and then kicked up her leg up high in a slow exaggerated movement as her body spun for me.

  The corner of my eye got slow tantalizing look at her leg, and the sensuous movements of her body as she started to dance sexily for me, but it was her radiantly and angelically beautiful face I couldn’t look away from. The naughty lust, breathless desire, intense devotion, and boundless love in her eyes combined into the hottest come fuck me look I’d ever seen in my life.

  I was also the only man that’d ever see this, would ever see this hopefully. This naughty and slightly depraved side of her, as she started to move her body in a graceful and sensuous strut, shake, and dance for me.

  She smiled sexily, and knowingly, “I love how you look at me, at this dress, at my body,” as she lifted her arms above her head, and undid her bun. She shook her head wildly as her hair unfurled and wavered as it slid down her body, “But there is one thing I wore tonight, that’s just for you.”

  I looked at the dress like it might disappear for me, and she chuckled with wicked promise, as she continued her dance to the fast beat. Speeding up her movements as she spun sensuously and moved slowly closer to me.

  She turned when she got to me, her back toward me, and she looked over her shoulder with that devastatingly sexy stare she’d been sporting since I woke up, as her knees bent and she put her hands on my knees.

  My hands touched her sides, and she danced away.

  She made a disapproving and teasing noise at me, “You know the rules, no touching the dancer.”

  I laughed, but nodded in agreement, I wouldn’t dream of ruining this for her, or me for that matter.

  She moved back to me sensually, to the same position, her come fuck me look was just as wild, but after that there was also a teasing aspect to it. She bent lower, and moved back, then pinned my cock to my stomach, and started to move her hot sexy little bubbled ass up and down it. The heat of her body, and the soft silken feel of the fabric drew a groan from my lips, and a wicked smile from hers.

  She didn’t do that for too long, just a tease, and she kicked up and spun when the song changed.

  “I know you wanted to peel this off, but you don’t mind, do you?” she asked in a smoky voice, while her hand slid the thin dark blue straps off of her shoulders.

  She teased me for a moment, pulling the top of her dress down, over her boobs, while her hips gyrated in ways that should be illegal, I even caught a flash of her sexy and very strained light pink nipple. She smirked and bit her lip, as her body spun teasingly, her head turned as she maintained that intense stare into my eyes with a come fuck me look on her face.

  She teasingly unsheathed her breasts then, where I couldn’t see them, and it made my cock twitch as the soft material of the dress started to flow down her body. Her body continued to shake alluringly to the music as it slid down and pooled around her feet. She obviously didn’t have a bra on, but the one piec
e of clothing she’d worn just for me was a sexy and racy red lingerie panty.

  She kicked her leg out to the side, and gripped it as she spun, somehow doing a split standing up without falling or even looking awkward about it. Fuck, she was going to kill me, as she spun around and her sexy and proud B cups came into view, swaying alluringly in a counterpoint to her body’s movements that blew my mind as she strutted back toward me.

  Her eyes never left mine, as she walked between my parted legs, leaned forward, and slid her body slowly and sensuously down mine, her eyes twinkled with naughty delight, when my cock twitched hard against her sweet soft and silken breasts.

  She bit her lip, and licked me from balls from to head, and I moaned loudly at the sensation of it. She was so damned sexy, and my heart raced in my chest. Her sexy brown eyes had me mesmerized, not to mention the way she was eagerly licking my cock like it was an ice cream cone. The naughty love and sweet lust in her eyes seemed to flare even brighter, as she moaned deeply in contentment as she sucked me into her mouth. Her hot tongue did things I couldn’t even possibly describe as she swirled my tip, it felt like a whirlpool of pleasure on my cock, between the saliva, tongue, and her hard suction while moaning in devoted contentment. As if there was nowhere else she wanted to be except on her knees servicing my cock with her perfect hot little mouth.

  Fuck, she was so sensual, so sexy, such a nympho, and so in love with me it drove me crazy at times.

  “Liss!” I warned, her little dance had me right on the edge, and her sweet lips around my cock were about to finish me off.

  She didn’t stop, she went faster, as her eyes begged me desperately for my seed, to shoot my seed into her sexy mouth, and against the back of her throat.

  My legs tingled, and balls boiled, as I complied with her request. I couldn’t help but reach out and grip her hair, and she moaned in approval as I pulled her head closer against me and exploded against the back of her throat.

  She trembled against me. Her lustful eyes were wide with shock and rapturous pleasure. It wasn’t a large orgasm, but my little wild sexpot had just come for me when I blasted into her throat.

  When I came down, she smiled and stood up slowly, “Would you like to take these off?”

  I said somewhat in awe, “You’re soaked.”

  Her dark red lacey panties had a huge wet spot in them.

  She winked, as I leaned forward, and ran my hands on her body. I took my time, and caressed her stomach, her breasts which brought a pleased gasp, and then down her sides until my fingers hooked into the panties.

  I slowly pulled them down, as I looked up into her eyes with a little awed devotion of my own.

  She was perfect, so beautiful, and mine. I hoped forever, but at least for that moment in time, and in the foreseeable future, she was mine. The sweet scent of her feminine arousal was overwhelming.

  I said, “I love you, baby.”

  She shrieked when I grabbed her hips, and spun us around, as I stood and pushed her back into the couch, and I fell to my knees. She bit her lip then, and stared into my eyes, I’d done that part roughly, but now my hands and eyes were caressing her face, her body, and her legs. She was so beautiful, so sexy, she was completely enthralling, and I was under her spell.

  “Daniel,” she said breathily, when my lips grazed her thigh, “I need you to fuck me.”

  I promised, “Soon, love, soon,” as my hands ran along the outside of her legs, as I placed them over my shoulders, and then I moved them under her body as I grabbed her ass firmly, and then dragged her ass to the edge of the loveseat.

  Her legs spread widely for me, almost in a full one-eighty split, lewdly in offering, as needy and breathy sounds of anticipation fell from her lips. She sighed in pleasure as I kissed her inner thighs, and around her sweet perfect mound, her dirty blonde strip above it tickled my nose, as I licked up her folds and then back down.

  She gasped, and her hands tightened in my hair, “Fuck, I love your tongue on me, but not as much as your cock.”

  I couldn’t help it, I chuckled as I sucked in her clit hood, which drew a gasp from her lips, maybe the vibrations of it against her soft silken folds. I moaned softly in approval, as she started to grind, wiggle, and tremble against me. The taste on my tongue was divine, as I slowly brought her to another orgasm with my tongue.

  She moaned, then gasped, “Yes! Just like that, don’t stop! Daniel!”

  I moaned in approval, and I continued to lick her folds to raise her pleasure, when her thighs closed around my head like a vise, and my face was flooded with her satiny liquid blissful ecstasy. Hell, she was so damned hot when she came undone for me. The look of intense vulnerability and devoted love in her eyes, as those feelings rode on the heights of her pleasure, was absolutely mind-blowing as I looked up into hers.

  I was fully recovered and as hard as a rock when she was finished, her breathy gasps of satisfaction were in sync with her hands lovingly playing with my hair.

  She whispered, “I love you so much, Daniel,” and then, “Baby?”

  I looked up nervously, “Didn’t like it?”

  She giggled, “No, I did, maybe I shouldn’t have, but it made me tingle.”

  “Alyssa, baby, gorgeous, Liss, it all means the same to me. I love you.”

  She grinned, “If you loved me, you’d already have that fat cock where it belongs.”

  “Where’s that?” I teased. I hadn’t exactly meant to make her beg for it, but she did.

  She arched her eyebrow, and giggled naughtily, then said in a begging sultry voice, “In me, plundering me, using me, filling me, stretching me, filling me up with your delightfully tasty seed. That’s where your deliciously fat cock belongs, always.”

  I backed up and her legs fell off my shoulders, and then I picked her up and headed for the bedroom.

  She gasped, as I dropped her on the bed, grabbed her legs and flipped her, then dragged her to the edge of the bed, where I dropped her legs to the floor.

  I spanked her sexy bubbled ass, and then I gripped her beautifully long and light dirty blonde hair, as I lined up behind her and sunk my cock into her amazingly tight and wet heaven. She was so hot around me, as she squeezed me and moaned in approval.

  The best part, was that I’d draped her over the edge of the bed opposite the dresser, so as I pulled her hair back, arched her back, and faced her head forward, we could see into one another’s eyes through the large mirror hanging above the dresser.

  I started to work my cock into her grasping heat the rest of the way, as I looked into her eyes as I also enjoyed the way her breasts moved and rolled under her body, as her body slid back and forth slightly. When I was buried, I also enjoyed the way her tight, supple, and petite bubbled ass shook and vibrated violently for a short moment, every time I buried myself completely.

  The gentle curve of her waist, the feel of her around me, her sexy petite body pinned under my weight, as I slapped her ass, pulled her hair, and rammed my cock into her hard and fast, mercilessly, it all drove me crazy.

  She loved it, she loved to be taken hard and fast, pinned down helplessly and fucked, and although she had almost no control in that position, she still blew my mind with the small and subtle movements of her hips, and the way she squeezed and milked my cock with her sex. She was a goddess, my goddess.

  She gasped, “Yes, your goddess! Fuck me harder, Daniel, fuck me harder,” she started to repeat over and over, as I wondered if I’d really said that out loud.

  I must’ve.

  I continued to rut into her, she didn’t like being spanked all that hard, but she liked it a little rough, and a lot wild. Sure, we made love, a lot, and in a lot of ways that could be more intense, but more often than not we just lost ourselves in the pleasure.

  She gasped, and said, “Don’t stop, cum with me, please, I want to come around that fat cock while you fill me.”

  Fuck, that did it, not to mention the litany of Daniels before that, which still hadn’t stopped, only momentar
ily interrupted for those begging sultry words. As soon as her body convulsed around me, and started to milk me, I was once again taken to ecstasy inside of her body.

  I grunted, “Liss!” and buried myself hard, two more times, and then continued to push against her, as if desperate to get deeper into her body as her sex convulsed and milked my seed. We rode the heights of ecstasy together, and I took in a deep gasping breath as we started to come down.

  She sighed in contentment, when I pulled out, got on the bed, and pulled her warm nubile body against mine. She snuggled and wiggled her body against mine in serene satisfaction.

  I asked, “So, how was the dancing? You should do that more.”

  She giggled naughtily, and she slapped my chest.

  “It was fun. Daniel, I love you, did I mention?”

  I nodded, and kissed her hair, “I love you, too.”

  We talked about our nights then, I told her about the enchantments I’d made, and she told me about the three of them at the club, while we just… existed together. She was everything to me, my whole world, when we were together, and she was in my arms.

  She said, “You should look into that, the conjured matter idea? Not just for the suit, but for the rail gun rounds. Hmm, I wonder, think you could make a body with it?”

  I frowned, “A body? I don’t know, that would be pretty complicated, why?”

  She shrugged, “Rose. I was thinking technically, if you could figure out how to connect weapon enchantments to fire from a conjured armored gauntlet than you should be able to do the same with a body for Rose, from the lamp.”

  I asked, “What gave you that idea?”

  She frowned, “I don’t know, if she’s a class-four she’s pretty isolated, without a body. Random thoughts, before tonight.”

  Rose quipped, “Alyssa is very wise.”

  I chuckled, you could have asked, I’ll try to figure it out, but no promises. I don’t even know where to start to conjure realistic flesh, much less the five senses.

  “I’ll look into it. Still, I worry about putting all my enchantments in one basket. My suit is in four sections right at the moment, and my amulet is five if we’re going to include that. Seven, for the meta-energy cores. But I’ll look into it. Small steps, maybe I’ll make a weapon enchantment that conjures large ass swords for me to wield in my suit. I want to get my quick-change, clean, and repair amulet done first.”