by Tamryn Tamer
“Jericho,” Terra whimpered while bouncing her ass upward into his cock. He didn’t know if it was excitement or panic but his heart pounded in his head and it was drowning out everything but his desire to cum. “I want to feel your chest against my back. Why don’t you lean down?”
“Right,” Jericho said realizing the two had planned this. Terra wiggled her ass and let out a long sexy moan as Jericho pressed his chest against her back. His entire body shivered as the pleasure of her ass squeezing his cock almost paralyzed him. “How’s that?”
“Good,” Terra said while nodding at Mirage. Jericho felt Mirage’s tongue on his asshole, licking it as her fingers teased him. The shapeshifter kneaded his balls with one hand as she licked and explored. “She can do this right? It’s okay?”
“Fuck,” Jericho groaned as Mirage slipped a finger in his ass. “Don’t make me say it.”
“I need you to say it darling,” Mirage leaned on his back and whined in his ear. Her large soft breasts and large cock pressed against him. “I need you to say you want it.”
“It’ll be so fucking hot if you say you want it,” Terra whimpered while jiggling her ass. He realized she was serious as he felt her ass twitching on his cock. “Say it.”
“Fuck,” Jericho’s face would have turned red if all of his blood wasn’t being used elsewhere. Mirage’s chest rubbed against his back as Terra’s ass pressed against his pelvis and he desperately wanted to please the two women. “Fine,” Jericho bit his lip as Mirage’s finger circled his ass. “I want it.”
“What do you want?” Mirage’s hot breath brushed against his ear. “Say it. It’d be so fucking sexy. Please say it.”
“I want your cock,” Jericho looked away embarrassed. Mirage grabbed his chin and turned him back toward her and kissed him while running her fingers through his hair. Her soft breasts flooded him with her increasing body heat. Simultaneously Terra bounced her ass rapidly against him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Terra whined as her ass contracted on Jericho’s cock. He felt her entire body trembling beneath him as she came and a moment later her warm fluid reached his knees. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck. You are so fucking sexy right now.”
“She’s right, you are,” Mirage gave him several more reaffirming pecks as she pressed the tip of her thick cock against his asshole. “Just relax. I promise I’ll start gently.”
“Start?” Jericho chuckled nervously. “Oh, Fuck me.”
“I’m getting there darling,” Mirage giggled playfully as she increased the pressure against his asshole. She went slow, letting him accommodate to the pressure before finally he felt the tip of Mirage’s thick cock entering his ass. Mirage let out a long sexy whine, “Fuck you feel good.”
“Ffk,” Jericho bit his lip as Mirage’s cock gently rocked inside of him. He felt her slather a bunch of lubricant from her pussy onto his ass making things a little more comfortable. He grabbed Terra’s hands as he pinned her down and interlaced his fingers. “Holy fuck.”
“Oh my god,” Terra whined as Jericho’s cock pulsed inside of her ass. He gave her a mild thrust and pushed himself slightly deeper causing her to moan. “Fucking god.”
Mirage ran her hands up and down Jericho’s back massaging him to help him relax. As Jericho began to relax, she started slowly rocking her hips and thrust herself deeper. She held herself there for a moment before slowly pulling and pushing.
“Your ass is the best darling,” Mirage moaned as her hands moved down and squeezed Jericho’s muscular ass. “I can’t wait to get all the way inside of you.”
“Uh huh,” Jericho moaned as Mirage kissed his back. His cock throbbed inside of Terra’s tight convulsing asshole as Mirage pulsated inside of him. Her thick shaft pressed up against his prostate and a powerful shock shot through him. It was like his cock had just been injected by some pleasure-inducing drug. “Oh, ffk.”
“Do you like that darling?” Mirage whispered. “Mmm. I can tell you like that. I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long. Can I go deeper? Ask me to go deeper.”
“Deeper,” Jericho groaned as Mirage kissed his neck and buried her cock inside of him. It was no longer a simple shock but like a torrent of electricity flowing through his hips as his cock twitched uncontrollably inside of Terra’s ass. “Holy.”
“We’re halfway there,” Mirage giggled as she slowly pulled out. Jericho followed suit slowly pulling his cock from Terra’s asshole before thrusting it back in.
“Jericho,” Terra squealed as she squeezed their interlocked fingers. “Your cock feels so good.”
“You feel so good,” Jericho responded while kissing the back of Terra’s neck. He thrust himself inside of her and held his cock there savoring the feeling of her plump ass against him as her warm insides convulsed. “Fuck.”
Jericho let out a long groan as Mirage pushed again, this time she didn’t pull back as he felt her thick shaft penetrate him inch after inch until he felt her hips against his ass. His head was getting foggy as the pleasure of her sliding her long shaft inside of him overwhelmed him. Then she started thrusting.
“You’re so sexy darling,” Mirage moaned as her cock slid in and out of his asshole. Her hands were soft and gentle as she gripped Jericho’s hips and began delivering long leisurely strokes. He could feel every inch of her as it slid through him delivering intense pleasure. “Darling, I’m going to cum.”
“Fuck,” Jericho thrust his cock inside of Terra as he experienced an orgasm unlike anything he’d felt before. It was as if he was no longer in control of his body as some orgasmic torture left him cumming nonstop. There was no point of relaxation but instead a growing pleasure as each stroke of Mirage’s cock caused his orgasm to continue and intensify.
“Fuck,” Terra whimpered as Jericho filled her ass to the point she overflowed. He felt more of Terra’s warm fluids drenching the mattress but this time it came in waves. As soon as he thought she was finished another wave from her cunt flowed forth. “Fuck, you’re killing me. I’m going to die.”
“Do you want me to…”
“Don’t stop!” Terra interrupted. “Keep going! I’m yours! Oh god, it feels so good. I’m dying. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
“I love you so much,” Mirage said as she aggressively thrust inside of Jericho. His asshole now well lubricated with Mirage’s hot cum. “So,” Mirage powerfully fucked his ass, “Fucking,” his head was swimming as she increased the force, “Much!”
He felt another deluge of warmth fill him up as Mirage held herself inside while keeling over on top of him. Her large soft breasts bathed Jericho’s back in their warmth as the sexy shapeshifter panted and kissed his back.
“Fuck,” Jericho groaned as his cock continued to twitch inside of Terra. Both he and Terra spasmed as continual explosions inundated their systems. Each of them alternated their orgasms as Terra continued to drench her mattress and Jericho continued to fill her overflowing ass. “I love you Terra.”
“I love you too,” Terra whimpered as she trembled beneath him. Another surge of warm fluid hit his legs. “I think I’m broken.”
“Same,” Jericho said as his cock tensed again.
“I love you both,” Mirage whispered as her hips started to slowly move again and Jericho realized he’d unleashed a monster. “I never want this to end.”
Chapter 12
Difficult Decisions
Jericho stared at the ceiling as Terra and Mirage pressed their bodies against him. He wanted to close his eyes but he knew that if he did, he’d probably spend the rest of his day in bed with the two women. He needed to get up…in five more minutes.
“Hey,” Luna appeared on the bed right next to Terra causing the entire group to jump. Terra and Mirage both grumbled before returning to their cuddle positions. “I hate to interrupt but we have a visitor. Or prisoner. You know what, little of column A, little of column B. Either way, it seems important.”
“Where are they?” Jericho asked while rolling over Mirage to get out of bed. Luna ins
tantly jumped into the spot he’d left open. “Really?”
“What? I’m keeping it warm for you,” Luna smiled while eagerly removing her clothes. Jericho finished getting dressed and raised an eyebrow as the beautiful Ethereal slid beneath the covers. “I’m just getting comfortable.”
“Where are they?” Jericho asked as Terra and Mirage wrapped their arms around the azure-haired beauty. “Or should I just guess?”
“Um, the lounge,” Luna yawned while smiling. “This is nice.”
“I know,” Jericho said envisioning the massive lounge are at the entrance of the citadel. Instantly he appeared in the massive room with an assortment of familiars and friends glaring menacingly at a werewolf. Jericho walked toward him. “You’re Owl’s familiar. What was your name again?”
“Aldo,” the werewolf with fury in his voice.
“You were one of the ones that hurt Mirage,” Jericho said as flames and frost flickered uncontrollably from his body. “You’re lucky she lived or you’d already be dead. Why are you here?”
“I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” Aldo growled. “My family is dead and you’re the only one who can avenge them.”
“The Primordial,” Jericho grumbled. He thought he had more time but apparently, he was wrong. “Tell me everything.”
Jericho listened closely as Aldo explained in detail how they’d summoned the Primordial and what happened afterward. Jericho stopped him multiple times to ask for more details whenever he felt something pertinent was mentioned. The teleportation was particularly concerning because if he could teleport and kill a person with a touch, he couldn’t protect his familiars.
“Light magic would protect me from his touch,” Theia offered.
“My father has access to all magic,” Theia said. “He’s the Primordial of death and has every ability he’s ever absorbed. The first thing he’ll do is use life magic to create an army of reapers. Then he’ll march them across the world killing everything he comes across.”
“It’s already happening,” Raven said as she walked into the room. “Players are reporting everywhere that they were just killed and their characters are deleted. The army seems to be growing from the stronghold on the coast.”
“Wait,” Jericho said. “How are they getting killed?”
“Their weapons,” Morgana answered. “Their blades are forged from death himself.”
“You have to stop him,” Aldo said coldly. “He killed my master. He died protecting me.”
“Really?” Jericho said somewhat shocked by the revelation. “Good on him.”
“Good on him?” Aldo growled angrily. “What do you mean by that?”
“I mean Owl finally found something he wanted and went for it,” Jericho walked over to a large chair and took a seat. “Don’t worry. He’ll be back. He’s stubborn like that.”
“You’re taking this awfully well,” Raven smiled. “Do you have a plan?”
“No,” Jericho said while trying to formulate one on the spot. “Let me think.”
An army of reapers that could kill anybody they touched was problematic to say the least but Death was the objective. Valaria seemed certain that her prison could hold him but getting him inside would probably require the same method he used to get Valaria out. He somehow doubted Death was going to give up his soul willingly.
He took a deep breath and pulled himself from the normal flow of time. He adjusted his personal time flow so he could think as the world slowed around him.
If Death or those reapers touched his familiars, they were gone. He wasn’t willing to take that risk. That was the first problem to deal with. Telling them to stay home wasn’t going to work, they were stubborn like that. He needed to lock them up and do so without them knowing it.
A cosmic barrier would probably do the trick. A darkness barrier would prevent them from escaping and prevent them from using any portals or teleportation. The only problem was Theia. She could pass through a darkness barrier without issue. A spatial barrier outside of the darkness barrier would keep her from escaping.
He’d need to lock them up first, then he could focus on Death and his army of reapers and their weapons. He smiled. Their weapons forcibly removed souls. The question was whether or not they’d work on death. If he could remove Death’s soul, he could pass through the gate just like he had with Valaria’s soul. It wasn’t a great plan, but it was a plan.
“Morgana,” Jericho said while returning his time to the normal flow. “Will the reapers’ weapons work on Death?”
“Will they…” Morgana’s face contorted as she thought about the question. “I don’t know. That’s a bit like asking if Death would die if he touched himself.”
“Pfft,” Jericho and Raven laughed at the phrasing.
“Well, it seems to be the best idea we have,” Jericho looked around the room. “Unless somebody has an alternative, I’m going with that plan.”
“How do you intend to get close enough to use it?” Raven asked. “If he has every ability, he’s going to be a much better warrior than you.”
“I’ll figure it out,” Jericho clapped his hands. “Anyway, we better get ready. Jinx, why don’t you and the wolves run and let everybody know to get ready and meet in the bedroom in about twenty minutes.”
“Alright!” Jinx said excitedly. “Time to kill death! Bastards! Jerks!”
“We’re not killing him,” Morgana groaned. “We’re trapping him.”
“Death to death!” Kadra roared while running up the stairs with the spectral wolves running behind her.
“Hm,” Talia smirked at Jericho. “I expected more of an objection to us assisting.”
“What’s the point?” Jericho shrugged. “You’ll all do what you want anyway.”
“I suppose,” Talia said suspiciously. She turned to Morgana, “Let’s get ready to go. Theia, do you mind escorting that prisoner to the dungeon?”
“Alright,” Theia said while guiding Aldo away.
The familiars dispersed leaving Jericho and Raven standing in the large lounge by themselves. Raven chuckled and sighed while shaking her head.
“Good luck,” the dark elf said while playfully smacking his ass. “You better get a move on. From what I read he’s already wiped out over ten percent of the continent.”
“Yeah,” Jericho groaned. “I better hurry up.”
Jericho teleported to the armory and quickly looted everything he thought he might need. Mostly it was potions, dragon bile, and food to fuel his shapeshifting. He also grabbed several different legendary weapons, armor pieces, and accessories just in case. If he was going to die, he was going to go out in style.
He heard footsteps sprinting toward him and teleported to the citadel’s outermost wall. If the familiars caught him looting the armory before them they’d know something was up. He focused his spirit and began auditing the area. The spiders were in their tower and the dragons were all getting into trouble. Jinx and the wolves were rushing through the citadel gathering everybody while others ran to the armory to gear up.
Once he was sure everybody was accounted for, he activated cosmic overload. A stream of raw powerful tore through him shredding his body as the forces of light, dark, time, and space all flowed into him. He sensed Jinx sensing him but it was too late.
He accessed the core of his dark energy and instantly created a massive shadowy barrier around the citadel and its towers locking everybody inside. He double checked his senses to ensure none of their spirits escaped and once he was satisfied, he began constructing the spatial barrier. It was more difficult than the cosmic barrier but without it, Theia could escort people out one at a time.
He made sure that the barrier practically touched the dark barrier ensuring that rather than exiting she’d be turned around. Once he was satisfied, he sealed them both in time to slow their erosion. He figured two days would be long enough to finish what he needed to do.
“Hm,” Jericho said as he fell to the ground, his body completely shredded by th
e sheer force of the magic that’d just coursed through him. He shifted a new arm and began pulling out healing potions to assist in his recovery. It was a bit of a process but it wasn’t like he could get a new body. “Hm.”
He paused and looked down examining his body and all of its components.
“No,” Jericho chuckled to himself as he laid back on the wall immobilized. He focused on the air around him and its various components. He looked at the components and compared them to the components he needed slowly he realized they were technically all the same thing. Everything was made up of the same building blocks but different setups. “Alright. Let’s see.”
It felt similar to shapeshifting but rather than pulling from his insides to repair his outsides, he was pulling what he needed from thin air. Rather than changing his blood to fire or his skin to stone, he was changing the air to flesh and bone.
He realized how Valaria managed to summon that dragon out of thin air. The components for the dragon were already there and they just needed to be put together differently. It wasn’t long before his body was healed to perfection.
“They’re going to be pissed,” Jericho said to himself as he looked at the large dark marble encasing the citadel. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that his familiars were going to make him pay for that. But if it meant they were going to be safe it was worth it.
“Yeah they are,” Eberis said appearing beside him. “But good job. My sister’s life is more important than yours.”
“On that we agree,” Jericho said pulling out a small glowing orb and handing it to Eberis. “I believe this is yours. Eberis, I offer you back your soul. Do you accept?”
“I accept,” Eberis shook his hand and Jericho felt the ownership of the god’s soul change. Eberis ate the soul and smiled. “Just so you know I’m not helping you.”
“I don’t expect you to,” Jericho chuckled. “Just keep an eye on things here until I get back.”
“You don’t control my soul anymore,” Eberis smiled. “You can’t tell me what to do.”