by Dante King
Maybe next time, I thought, giving Anna’s ass a squeeze. I’m not sure why I hadn’t transformed the girl into a weapon, to tell you the truth. Hell, I could have done it with half my cultivators by now. Something held me back.
Maybe I’m waiting for Hazel, I thought, the idea spearing me to the core.
As our group reached the sliding door, I caught sight of the blonde warrior standing by the screen. Her gaze was as cold as ever, but was that a hint of longing I saw in those blue eyes? A desire to strip off her clothes and slide into the bath with us, until she got her power back and then some?
Either way, these were questions for another time. I dismissed the rest of my group and began to relax. There’d be no more attempts on our life—for now, at least.
I went downstairs to fuck my harem’s brains out.
Chapter 5
I’m sure there were baths in human history that felt better than the one I slipped into in the basement of Lyra’s establishment. But for the life of me, I couldn’t think of any.
Lyra’s barmaid poured another bucket of steaming hot water down my back as I relaxed into the suds. This bathing chamber was one of the first structures built when Lyra originally sketched out the Hungry Herb Tavern. She’d wanted something luxurious, to bring guests with lots of money from miles around. After a long journey by horse or by oxcart, Lyra had told me more times than I could count, there’s nothing better than a long, hot bath.
As it turned out, the same applied to fights.
Lyra’s barmaid oohed and ahhed over my bruises as she filled the tub with more hot water. Part of me was tempted to ask the girl to disrobe and join me in the receded basin. She was a real beauty, the kind of woman men lost all their wits when they were around—but I held back. Down here I was still alone, waiting for Anna and Lyra to arrive. Apparently a jump directly into a hot bath wasn’t enough for them. They needed to pout and preen and apply razor and makeup before they joined me for a long, hot soak.
It seemed like a waste of time to me. But then again, many of the ways of women were a mystery where I was concerned—and in this strange world, that went doubly so.
As if conjured by my thought, the door to the bathing chamber opened. Lyra and Anna wore nothing but thick white towels wrapped around their bodies, but they looked better than any princess in all of her finery. Each of them walked with a loose, carefree sort of gait that told me they’d been drinking as they prepared for this. As if seeing the same thing, Lyra’s barmaid pulled a bottle of wine from a locker and fished around for three glasses.
“Hello, hero,” Anna purred, giving me a kiss on the forehead. “Or should I say Governor?”
“That still blows my mind,” Lyra said, shaking her head. Her long red hair was covered in a towel—she didn’t like unveiling it until the moment she stepped into the bath, for reasons I couldn’t fathom. “You have so much power, Eric. I don’t even think you’ve fully grasped how far up in the world you’ve risen with this move. You could demand tribute from the local villages, call upon their troops… even demand a night with their women.”
“Why would I need their women?” I asked, taking the goblet of wine Lyra’s barmaid offered. “I have the two most beautiful specimens from this world already.”
An obvious bit of flattery—but it worked. Both girls giggled, already well into their cups as they took their own goblets from the barmaid.
“Thank you,” Lyra said. “You may leave us.”
The barmaid retreated, and the three of us were alone.
Lyra took a long swig of her wine, then reached for the knot in her towel. “Well, no point in standing on ceremony,” she said, giggling as the towel fell from her curvy body. “Oh, this is going to feel so good…”
It looked good, for sure. Gods, Lyra was a gorgeous woman! Despite having a good twenty years on me, the owner of the Hungry Herb Tavern sported a figure most of her barmaids would kill to have. Her heavy breasts had hardly a hint of sag to them, and you could still bounce a quarter off her round, luscious ass. She shook out her long red hair and sank into the water, sighing happily at the heat.
“Mmmh, that’s good,” she purred, taking another sip of her wine. “And this wine is good. And you’re good, Eric. Gods, I’m such a lucky girl…”
“Come here,” I growled, gesturing for her to come to my side. Lyra was there in an instant, her lips eager to meet mine as her hands moved beneath the water. Anna watched with her own goblet, her eyes shining with lust as she watched me fool around with her best friend.
“No, I’m a lucky man,” I said, breaking the kiss. “I have two women who don’t just let me play with the other in front of them… they actually get off on it. Do you two have any idea what that does to a man?”
“I have some idea,” Lyra groaned, her fingers closing around my cock. “Gods, you’re so hard, Eric! Fuck, it always shocks me how fucking hard you get…”
“He’s like granite,” Anna purred, untying her own robe. “Both his cock and his will. The outlying villages will be a great source of Cores and potential cultivators, babe. We’re going to need both to beat the Hollow Frog Guild—but we’ve got the makings of an army in our own backyard—”
“Enough,” I grunted, sliding a hand between Lyra’s legs. “I don’t want to talk about strategy right now. I want both of you.”
Anna’s face changed in an instant. “Yes, sir,” she whimpered, going as submissive as I wanted. The towel fell from her body, revealing a sleek body that might have belonged to an Olympic volleyball player. Anna was an absolute beauty, able to fuck all night and still be perky and ready for fun the next day. Unlike Lyra’s narrow strip of red pubic hair—proving the carpet matched the drapes—Anna had completely shaved her mound. Her lips glistened with juice as she took a step into the tub, her eyes fixed on Lyra and I.
I decided I wanted to remind myself of what those lips could do. With a grunt, I rose to the edge of the basin, settling myself on the edge of the tub. My cock emerged from the water like a shark’s fin, thick and throbbing with my balls touching the foamy surface. Anna took one look at that cock and groaned, arching her back like a bow as she leaned across the tub.
“Oh wow, you weren’t kidding,” Anna moaned, her thumb playing with that sensitive spot on the underside of my swollen crown. “You’re really, really hard, Eric.” A naughty gleam entered her eyes. “Are you sure you don’t get off a little bit on violence, the way I do?”
In response, I wrapped my fingers in her long hair and tugged. A tear sprang to Anna’s eyes as pleasure mixed with her pain, her mouth dropping to the level of my cock.
“I definitely get off on hurting, just a little bit,” I admitted, stroking the side of Anna’s cheek. “Now put your mouth on me, slut. Show me what a good little girl you are.”
Anna’s eyes went glassy with pleasure at being called my good girl. She sank beneath the water, going down on her knees as she gripped the base of my cock with her fingers and wrapped her lips around the head. The heat and wetness of her sweet little mouth almost outdid the tub as her lips formed a tight little seal around me, working down my shaft with so much pleasure that it made me ache.
“Oh fuck, look at that,” Lyra panted, her eyes fixed on Anna as she bobbed up and down on me. My girlfriend’s head moved like a cork up and down my shaft, a slender pair of horns just beginning to emerge from beneath her hairline. “I bet that feels so amazing, Eric. Fuck, she’s sucking you all the way to your balls…”
“Yeah, she’s good at that,” I grunted, putting my hand on the back of Anna’s head. “Sweet little cocksucker. I knew the first time I took her on a date she was going to be great at giving head. Look at those fucking lips…”
Back on Earth, I’d never talk about my sexual partners like this. Hell, I’d damn sure never talk about them with another naked person sitting next to me in a tub. Things were so different now. I loved it.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Lyra panted, her own hand moving beneath the surface
of the water. I could tell she was fingering herself—getting her hot MILF pussy ready to get pounded as soon as Anna finished warming me up. “Something about watching a hot young thing like Anna pleasing you just does things to me, Eric. I don’t know if it’s the way I’m wired, or something your cultivation brought out in me. I never used to be like this before I met you…”
I grabbed Lyra and pulled her to me, kissing her hard as Anna’s lips moved up and down my cock. Ever since we’d expanded this relationship to include more than just Anna and me, one thing became abundantly clear. Anna didn’t mind sharing me with other girls—but Lyra actively got off on watching me fuck other women. I loved that about her—almost as much as I loved her soft curves and sweet nature.
I pulled the head of my cock from Anna’s lips and slapped her cheek with it. My girlfriend’s eyes went wide with shock as I pulled her out of the tub, putting her dripping wet thighs in my lap.
“I need to fuck you,” I growled against Anna’s ear. “You can wait your turn a bit, can’t you, sweetheart?” I said to Lyra.
Lyra grinned from ear to ear. “Of course, Eric,” she groaned, lifting her pert ass from the tub and spreading her legs. It let me see her trimmed, glistening pussy, the pink folds coated in juice as she slipped two fingers into her dripping slit. “You know I love to watch, young man. I feel so young when I see you two going at it.”
That’s because of the cultivation, I thought, pulling Anna to me. My girlfriend’s face was slack with pleasure, her body as soft and pliable as a doll’s as I straddled her over my thighs. Right now, Anna’s mind was opening in a way that beat out any drug trip a human being could take back on Earth. Our Dual Cultivation had already begun. Just like in combat, it involved opening your senses, experiencing the world around you in a heightened state. Feeling everything at once, the energy of it like a living thing pulsing through you.
Something definitely pulsed against Anna as I took my cock by the base and aimed the head at her hairless slit. My hands went to her hips, the sensation of skin on skin so strong that I nearly cried out at the touch. I’d been high before a couple of times in my life, so I thought I knew what it was like to be in an altered state. Getting high was like lighting a candle in a darkened room—but opening yourself to cultivation during sex was like starting a fucking bonfire!
“I love you,” Anna groaned, her head rocking back on her shoulders. As power crackled between our bodies, her horns and fangs lengthened. I knew a similar transformation was going on between her thighs, making everything wet and tight for me. “I love you so fucking much, Eric! I’d do anything for you—I’ll give you anything you want, whenever you want it—”
“I want this,” I growled, upthrusting into her heavenly pussy. My cock nearly split Anna in two, slamming into her back walls with the augmented force only Dual Cultivation could provide. Her slick, soft folds wrapped around me like a sheathe, so snug it was hard to tell where she ended and I began. The heat and friction were incredible—were I a lesser man, with no cultivation amplifying my senses, I’d have already shot helplessly inside her.
Instead, I was in control. And I wasn’t going to cum until I’d blown Anna’s mind.
“Imagine there were more girls than just me watching you,” Lyra groaned as I bottomed out inside of Anna. My girlfriend’s squeals filled the room, rising to a high note every time my thick prick plunged balls-deep inside her tight little twat. “Wouldn’t it be so hot to have more girls in this bath with you, Eric? Serving you, praising you—making you feel like a man?”
As if proving the point, Lyra leaned over and began massaging my shoulders, soothing my aches and pains as I thrust deep into my girlfriend’s pussy. Gods, her fingers had a magic all their own—one that had nothing to do with cultivation and everything to do with being the right kind of woman.
“Hazel would look so good in here,” she groaned. I could hear her biting her lip. “Or Kij, and a couple other barmaids. Hell, I’m pretty sure if you’d slapped Soojin’s ass and told her to come upstairs and worship you, she’d have been in here with bells on! Wouldn’t you like to have them all naked and worshipping you, Governor? Doesn’t that just sound like the best thing ever?”
It did. It really, really did. Lyra was clearly getting off on her own dirty talk. Her fingers rubbed faster at her needy little clit, milking it for all it was worth. The redhead’s body tensed above the surface of the water, one leg kicking out unconsciously against the side of the tub as pleasure coursed through her gorgeous, mature body. It was almost enough to make me pull out of Anna. Almost.
Instead, I buried my thick cock even deeper in her tight slit, thrusting like a piston into her heavenly tightness.
The wet squelching sounds of primal, sheet-clawing sex filled the bathing chamber. Anna’s squeals rose in pitch and volume as she slammed herself down on me as hard as she could, doing her level best to impale herself on my cock. Flashes of energy lit up the room now, bursts of pure magic as our essences entwined.
“Unnnngh,” Anna whimpered, juice dripping down my shaft as her silky inner walls clenched around me. “I don’t feel so comfortable up on this pedestal, Eric! Stop treating me like a good girl and start treating me like a whore—I know that’s what you want.”
Our adventures in the woodland cabin flashed through my mind, and instantly I knew exactly what I wanted. A hand beneath Anna’s firmly sculpted ass lifted her further into my lap, her legs tensing as she anticipated a blow. My other hand came down on her ass, hard.
Anna cried out in mingled pain and pleasure as I spanked her. Her ass reddened beneath my palm, only for the bruising to be soothed away instantly by the magic coursing through both of us. In the midst of Dual Cultivation, both of us had the ability to shrug off injuries that would have rendered an ordinary mortal unconscious. Which meant we could be as nasty with each other as we wanted, and there’d be no harm done.
With a wicked grin, Anna fully embraced her demonic form. Long claws raked my back, cutting the flesh between my shoulder blades to ribbons. The pain was so intense, but the pleasure as I locked in and fucked my girlfriend even harder matched it. The bleeding stopped within moments, the skin knitting itself back together only to be ripped again by Anna’s long nails.
The next time I thrust balls-deep into her, Anna sank her fangs into my shoulder. Fuck, that hurt! I wanted to give her a little bit of what she was handing out.
My free hand wrapped around Anna’s throat, taking control of her as easily as leading a horse. My girlfriend froze as my fingers tightened, squeezing in a way that would have sent an ordinary woman to the hospital.
“Harder,” Anna croaked, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her walls clenched around me madly, gripping my cock like a fist, and I knew the girl was about to cum. “Fuck, choke me harder, Daddy! Use me, use me…”
I did. With Anna’s lithe body in my lap, my hand around her throat, she was little more than a fuckdoll in my arms. Even her nails ceased raking my back, just clinging to my shoulders for all she was worth as I shook her body with thrust after hard, deep thrust. Anna’s face flushed crimson, then blue, but the power coursing through both of us kept her conscious.
“Nnnnngh!” Anna whimpered, wrapping her legs around my waist. “Ungh, yeaaaahh…!”
The world exploded in a cascade of light as Anna hit the peak and sailed right over. I swore I could feel her climax like it was an extension of my own pleasure, pulsing through her veins like a river of utter bliss. Anna pressed her body against mine as her pussy spasmed, gripping me oh so tight as a flood of juice dripped down her thighs. Next to us, Lyra had her own orgasm, her fingers swirling around her clit as she cried out in amazement at the awesome sight of the two of us together.
My turn, I thought, driving deep into Anna. Orgasm made everything between her legs even wetter and tighter, and each thrust into her silky insides felt better than the last. My cock jerked once, twice, pushing through her back walls and ramming all the way to the entrance of her wa
iting, fertile womb.
I roared like a goddamn lion as I hit the peak. The world blurred as thick ropes of hot cum erupted from my shaft, spraying all over the insides of Anna’s walls. Even as I throttled her poor little brains out, her legs clenched around me like she needed every last drop of my masculine essence inside of her. Her pussy milked me dry, squeezing and tugging until every bit of my load drained from my pulsing, overfull balls.
The pleasure was so incredible that it was ages before I remembered to let Anna go. My girlfriend gasped as my fingers left her throat, the bruises around her neck fading in moments from the cultivation coursing through us both. “Oh wow,” Anna groaned, rocking her hips in a tight little circle around my still-hard cock. I don’t know how many Cores we just absorbed, but you sure as hell gave my core a workout…”
“Rearranged her guts,” Lyra panted, at my cheek in a flash. “Fuck, you’re such an animal when you lose control, Eric. Promise me you’ll do the same thing to me?”
I grinned. My cock showed no signs of going down anytime soon—if anything, my first orgasm had only whetted my appetite. I put my hands on Anna’s shoulders and oh-so-slowly pulled her off of me. Her pussy was still spasming, so tight it was like trying to remove a digit from one of those Chinese finger traps. Fuck she was tight!
“Taste her,” I commanded, putting my dick in Lyra’s face. The owner of the Hungry Herb Tavern might have been a demure hostess to the rest of the world, but in here she discarded her dignity along with her clothes and did her whorish best. Lyra whimpered as she ran her tongue from the base of my cock to the tip, cleaning Anna’s juices from my shaft.
“So good,” the redhead whimpered, licking her lips. “I don’t know who tastes better, Eric—you or Anna. God, you’re both so amazing.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I groaned, forcing the head of my cock deeper into Lyra’s mouth. She gave with a groan, relaxing as the swollen, dripping crown hit the back of her throat. “I love cultivating with you, Lyra. You’ve got such a different energy than Anna.”