by Eric Vall
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Chapter 1
The familiar sound of fire snapped and crackled as flames licked up the sides of the huts around me. I tilted my head back to see black and purple clouds roll overhead, and they looked like lava pouring across the sky. A flash brightened the night, and the sound of thunder crashed so loudly I had to cover my ears.
Then I realized I was holding the Sword of Hatra, and when I looked down, the blade gleamed in the flashes of lightning and fire, and it vibrated in my hand as another round of thunder boomed in the sky.
I looked around at the fires taking over the city, and then I heard the sounds of battle. Swords clashed together, arrows whistled through the air, and various voices yelled across the battlefield.
I knew I had to help, so I rushed toward the commotion.
As I reached a clearing between the buildings, I saw my opponent. He quickly turned to face me, but his features were hidden by the hood of his robe. Then he rushed me with his sword held high, and I lifted mine to block his strike. My arms felt like lead as our blades clashed, and I nearly dropped my sword.
What the hell?
I grunted and took a swing at his torso, but when my blade sliced through his skin like butter, I realized with a start that the man had no face.
It was like looking at a black hole beneath the hood. No eyes, no skin, nothing under the cloth covering.
What the actual fuck was going on here?
Before I could try to figure it out, my opponent’s top half slid away from his bottom half and crashed down to the ground.
Then the arms twitched and grabbed the stone in front of him. His lower half stumbled toward me, while his upper half dragged itself across the ground in my direction.
No fucking way.
Was this one of Olivier’s necromancy tricks?
That didn’t explain the lack of a fucking face, though.
While I tried to figure out how to kill the two halves of my enemy, more faceless men appeared in the alley. They slowly circled around me, and I briefly wondered if they could die by fire when I heard a voice.
“Lord Evan!” Miraya whispered loudly. “Over here!”
I turned around to see the spirit of the Sword of Healing peeking out of a doorway I hadn’t noticed before, so I sprinted toward her and ducked into the dark entrance just as the faceless soldiers crashed into each other while they attempted to follow me. I could hear more boots thudding against the cobblestoned street, and Miraya held a finger up to her lips. Then I nearly tumbled down the stairs just inside the door, but I caught myself on the handrail and trotted down the steps behind Miraya.
The spirit’s long white dress trailed behind her as she hurried down the stone stairs. Her snow-white hair had been twisted back into a braid that grazed the floor, and her creamy pale skin glowed in the flickering lights of the torches that lined the staircase.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked hoarsely. “I cut that dude in half, and he was still coming after me.”
“You don’t know where we are?” Miraya questioned, and when she stopped to stare at me, her bright blue eyes peered at me with utter shock.
“No,” I grumbled. “Why would I?”
“Because it’s your dream,” the spirit murmured as she shrugged her shoulders. “You just looked like you needed some help.”
A loud scrape echoed down the spiral staircase as the faceless men from the alley continued to look for me. They were stuck at the top of the stairs, though, so their long dark shadows passed back and forth across the shaft of light on the steps.
“Wait, this is a dream?” I raised an eyebrow and gestured down the stairs. “So, where does that lead?”
“No idea,” she replied. “It’s your dream, remember?”
“Then why are you here?” I wondered.
“In spirit form, I stay in your subconscious mind,” Miraya said matter-of-factly. “I choose to stay in your spiritual sea, but I could feel your frustration and confusion, so I came over here. I can help you see paths, but you have to decide where to go.”
“Well, let’s find out what’s down there,” I decided as I continued down the stone steps, and Miraya sashayed behind me as I descended. It seemed like hours had passed before we finally found a landing, and Miraya stumbled into my back when I stopped.
“What is it, Lord Evan?” she asked and tried to peer over my shoulder.
The room was built from stone, and red velvet drapes lined the walls from floor to ceiling. To the left was a large wooden chest, and I recognized it as a treasure chest. Then to the right sat a long cabinet full of drawers. Something about the room felt familiar, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
I stepped further into the room, and Miraya stopped at the bottom step. I turned to look at her, and I could see her hands were pressed flat against something I couldn’t see between the doorjamb.
“What is it?” I asked.
“A barrier spell,” she murmured. “It’s trying to pull me somewhere, but I can resist that. I just can’t get through.”
“Only dragons can come through it,” I replied without thinking, and then it clicked.
The egg vault.
This was the secret room I’d built under Valerra’s room at my palace in Hatra. The treasure chest was for the Crimson Dragon’s horde, and the cabinet was for the eggs.
I strode toward the cabinet and looked over the gold-plated doors with the fiery designs etched into the plates. Then I grabbed one of the circular golden handles and pulled open the drawer. It was lined in the same red velvet with an indention in the middle, which was the perfect size for a dragon egg.
“What’s that?” Miraya asked from her spot on the other side of the barrier.
I looked down to where she pointed and saw all three relics of the Celestial Triad laying at my feet. The Sundex glimmered in the torchlight as its golden sides reflected the flames, while the Eternal Flame flickered toward me in its glass case. The Bow of Wellston laid across them, and its ivory white grip seemed to glow as though it invited me to pick it up.
Then I realized the relics were completely silent. I couldn’t hear their voices call out to me as they did in the real world, so I reached down, picked up the Sundex, and turned it over in my hands. The jewels on each side sparkled in the light, but the feeling of cold dread didn’t accompany the relic in my dream world.
I set the artifact down and turned to Miraya.
“Why would I dream about the egg vault?” I wondered as I began to pace around the room. “Is there something wrong with the eggs?”
“That doesn’t explain the Triad,” Miraya pointed out. “It all means something. The realization usually happens once you wake up.”
“Lord Evan?” a soft voice seemed to echo around the stone chamber.
My head snapped back toward the relics, but the familiar voice wasn’t coming from them.
“Lord Evan,” the voice whispered louder.
“Is that Laika?” I asked as I looked around for the source of her voice.
“Go to her,” Miraya advised.
I started to nod my head in agreement when suddenly, I was awake, and I stared up into Laika’s bright gray eyes as she hovered over my face.
“Are you alright?” the wolf Demi-Human asked with a frown. “Alyona said you were in a deep sleep when she left to take a bath.”
My lover leaned over me, and her gray hair tumbled over her shoulders in loose waves. The
blue nightgown she wore was wrapped tightly around her lithe body, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing anything else.
“Ah, yeah,” I muttered as I refocused on her face. “Just a super weird dream.”
“You kept saying it was perfect for hiding,” Laika murmured, and her eyebrows furrowed. “Do you remember the dream?”
“Kind of,” I mumbled and rubbed my face. “Hiding? The relics, maybe?”
We’d been trying to find the perfect place to hide the relics of the Celestial Triad for the last two days. We had finally taken back the Sundex from a group of bandits, and we were waiting on King Rodion, my future father-in-law, to call us back with where we should hide it.
The king was guarding the Breach, though, a demonic portal that could unleash the underworld into our world, so he was a little busy. In the meantime, we’d been researching places where we could hide the relics across Rahma, so no one would ever get their hands on them again. The relics held great power, and even the gods hadn’t been able to destroy them, so the gods had hidden the relics in various places to keep them away from the prying, greedy eyes of mankind. Unfortunately, a group of bandits had heard the lore and came to Kana to steal the first one, the Sundex. Once King Rodion realized the Triad could be in danger, he enlisted me and his daughter, my beautiful fiancée Alyona, to retrieve all three relics and relocate them to new hiding places.
We had already completed the first step, but we’d yet to find an ideal place to hide the artifacts again. So, once the king was done with whatever he was up to the past couple days, he would hopefully have a place in mind for us.
“It is pretty much all we’ve thought about for the last few days,” Laika drew me out of my thoughts as her furry gray ears twitched in thought.
The wolf-warrior was the leader of the Blue Tree Guild, and she’d taken a liking to Princess Alyona several months ago. Since Alyona and I had agreed to travel the country on behalf of the king, the wolf warrior had volunteered to accompany us and ensure Alyona’s safety. She also happened to be one of the women in my harem, and as I stared at her gorgeous, athletic body, I couldn’t help but think about something else I’d like to hide inside her.
On cue, the thin strap of her nightgown slipped down her shoulder and revealed the top half of her olive-skinned breast.
A hungry growl escaped my lips, and I craned my neck forward to kiss Laika’s warm mouth.
“Oh!” she gasped, and then she crawled over to straddle me as our tongues twisted and slid around together.
I could feel the heat of her pussy as she grinded her hips against mine, and I realized I was already naked.
“One of us has too many clothes on,” I murmured and ran my hands up her muscular thighs to the bottom of her nightgown.
I pulled it up over her head to reveal the wolf’s round tits and pert, pink nipples, and my gaze traveled down to the thatch of gray hair that sat just above my rock-hard arousal.
“Is that better?” Laika giggled.
Then she followed my eyes and smiled as she scooted down between my legs. She slowly dragged her clawed fingers up my inner thighs and took my shaft in her hand. Next, she began to pump up and down as she kept her gray eyes locked on mine, and then she leaned forward, teased the head of my cock with her nipple, and stroked my shaft with her hand.
“Yessss,” I groaned and shifted my hips toward her.
“Patience, Lord Evan,” Laika teased as she swayed over just enough to slide my cock between her tits. She moved up and down slowly, and I could feel her warm skin as she fucked me with her breasts. My dick skidded up and down her smooth skin, and the friction sent shudders up my spine.
Oh, gods, what is she doing? Miraya’s husky voice echoed around inside my head.
In my mind’s eye, I could see the spirit was in the water of my spiritual sea, and her nearly transparent dress had become completely see-through. Her creamy white breasts were visible through the white dress plastered to her body, and she’d begun to rub the apex of her thighs. The warmth of her desire radiated throughout my body, and I shivered at the thought of having both of my women at once.
“Come out here and see for yourself,” I growled at her.
Laika looked up in confusion, but before she could ask what I meant, Miraya appeared in the blink of an eye and stood next to the bed. Her body was still wet from the water, and she peeled off her dress as Laika grinned and continued to grind against me.
“Where shall I go, my lord?” Miraya asked softly, and her body glistened with droplets of water.
“Right here,” I said as I pointed to my face with a devilish grin.
The spirit blushed and crawled onto the bed to straddle my face, but she kept her eyes on Laika.
The wolf Demi-Human watched as Miraya leaned forward just enough to give me access to her sweet pussy. Then I dragged my tongue along the folds of her hot lips and felt her body quiver with anticipation before I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.
“Oh, godsssss,” Miraya moaned.
Laika hummed for a moment as she watched me pleasure the sword spirit’s pussy, but after a moment, she crawled up so her own mound was just above my cock. Then she plunged down and drove my dick inside her pussy with a single hard thrust.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groaned against Miraya’s wet slit.
“Lord Evan, your cock feels so good!” Laika groaned. “It’s getting so deep inside of me. Ohhhhhh!”
The wolf Demi-Human rode my shaft like a cowgirl, and I could feel every last inch of her slick tunnel as she slid up and down. Then she leaned forward, grabbed Miraya’s face, and drove her tongue into the spirit’s mouth.
“Oh!” Miraya gasped for a moment and then returned Laika’s passion with her own tongue.
“Fuck, you are both so incredibly hot,” I groaned, and I watched the two women making out on top of me as I continued to suck and lick the spirit’s sopping wet pussy.
Miraya reached up and took one of Laika’s tits in her hand to massage it, and the wolf-warrior leaned back to give her more access. Then the spirit leaned forward and took Laika’s other bouncing breast inside her mouth as the wolf began to grind her hips back and forth on mine.
“Ohhhhh, yessss,” Laika cried out as her back arched, and her walls tightened around my cock. Then a gush of her warm liquid poured down my arousal like a waterfall, and she pushed Miraya’s head against her tits as she came on top of me.
“Gooooods,” I muttered before my own release came, and I climaxed inside the wolf’s tight tunnel. My dragon seed filled her waiting womb like a volcanic explosion, and I shuddered with each wave of my orgasm as lightning raced up my spine and my frothy seed filled up the warrior.
“Ah!” Miraya gasped as I took her clit between my top teeth and my tongue. “T-That feels… so… oh!”
“You taste divine,” I rumbled, reached up, and slid two fingers inside her, and her thighs quivered next to my head before she came. Her sweet wetness poured down onto my mouth and face, and I lapped up her juices and pumped in and out as her tunnel squeezed my fingers.
“Lord Evan!” she squealed as I curled my fingers to rub the sensitive spots in her tunnel, and she orgasmed again. Her juices flowed in rivulets down my face as she shuddered with the climax until her pussy was only dripping, and I lapped up every drop.
“Gods,” Laika murmured as she lifted her leg over my hips and sat down on the bed with a shiver. “I loved watching you cum so hard, Miraya. It made me so hot and eager.”
Laika’s hand drifted to her flower, and she thumbed her throbbing clit as she spoke to the spirit. My white cream dribbled out of her swollen, pink pussy lips, and I growled as the wolf scooped some up, met my gaze, and licked her fingers clean.
“I want to make you both cum,” Miraya nearly whispered as she glanced between Laika and me. “Can I do that?”
“You can do whatever you want, love,” I chuckled. “If you get on your hands and knees, you can certainly take us both.”
“Okay,�
�� the spirit giggled as she crawled into the position.
Her little pink pussy was exposed and still slick with her orgasms and my spit, and my cock immediately rose to the occasion. I shifted over to my knees behind her and grabbed her hips, while Laika scooted underneath the spirit and spread her legs open wide.
The wolf Demi-Human’s pussy still dripped with my seed, and I growled as I easily slid my sword into Miraya’s wet and trembling sheath.
“Ohhh, Lord Evan!” the spirit gasped. “Fill me up!”
“I intend to,” I growled as I slowly slid in and out of the spirit-woman. I needed to fill both of my women with my cum and mark them as mine.
My shaft delved deep into her soaking wet pussy, and Miraya gripped the blankets as her toes curled inward.
“Ohhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as the head of my cock hit the back of her womb.
“Fuck,” I grunted, and I pulled all the way back out before I pistoned back into the spirit’s quivering, velvet walls.
Then Miraya lowered her top half, so her mouth was only inches away from Laika’s hot canal.
“Do I just do what Lord Evan did?” she asked Laika softly and then groaned as I thrust into her again.
“Yes,” Laika confirmed with a grin. “Lord Evan is very good with his mouth.”
I winked down at the wolf Demi-Human and shoved my hips back and forth while I pulled Miraya’s jiggling ass against me over and over.
Miraya closed the gap and dragged her tongue along Laika’s wet and cum dripping pussy lips. “Mmmmmm.”
“Just… like… that,” the wolf-warrior moaned between breaths as Miraya licked and sucked at her pussy.
“I can taste both of you,” the spirit sighed as she lapped up the trickling juices between Laika’s thighs. “Delicious.”
“Ohhhhhh, that feels so good.” Laika’s clawed fingers wrapped around Miraya’s head and pulled her closer as the warrior began to pant with pleasure. “Yesss, drink all of Lord Evan’s seed from my tunnel. There is plenty for you… ohhhh! Soooo goood…”
I looked further up to see the wolf’s pink nipples were hard as her chest heaved with every breath, and the sight made my cock throb inside Miraya’s clenching pussy.