Metal Mage 11

by Eric Vall

  “Get over there,” Shoshanne murmured. “You know I love watching the way you take Deya.”

  This finally sent me vaulting out of the pool, and when I crashed through the waterfall, I found my beautiful elf toying with two stone grips high above her head as she leaned back against the wall of the cave.

  “There you are,” Deya pouted, and it took me all of two seconds to close the gap between us.

  Then I hitched both of Deya’s legs up as she took hold of the stone above her, and I eased her down onto the tip of my cock by the meat of her ass. She locked her thighs around me while I took hold of the wall as well, and when I pressed my full weight against her hips, the elf let out a trembling sigh.

  After the first thrust, though, Deya realized I wasn’t going easy on her this time, and she blushed as pink as her hair while her breath hitched.

  “Better hold on, I’m going to fuck your brains out,” I growled.

  “Ohh, please,” the beautiful elf gasped, and it wasn’t long before her breathless moans echoed throughout the heated cave.

  I made sure to soften the stone at her back a bit so she wouldn’t get too bruised, but my firm grip on the wall let me use all my strength while Deya clung to the ledge, and she jolted against the rock as her moans steadily turned into shrieks of pleasure.

  Then Shoshanne’s moans drifted into the cave as well, and I glanced over to see the caramel beauty lounging beneath the waterfall. She had her legs spread toward me as the water coursed over her, and while she watched me pound into Deya, I watched her fingers slip into her tight pussy.

  The harder I took the beautiful elf, the more Shoshanne moaned, and the sound of their shared pleasure only spurred me on as every muscle in my body burned from the effort.

  I didn’t ease up, though, until Deya began to quake from the force of my cock driving into her, and when I finally let myself release, both women reached simultaneous orgasms the moment I cried out. I kept myself buried as deep as possible in the beautiful elf until I was sure all of my seed had poured into her womb, and even then I gave her a last punishing thrust just to make her gasp once more for me.

  Then I released the woman, and while she smirked and slid to the heated floor of the cave, I made my way back to Shoshanne like a man possessed. I didn’t know if it was steamy atmosphere or those plants the healer warned me about, but I felt like an absolute fiend all of a sudden, and I didn’t give a shit about reigning myself in even a little bit right now.

  So, I didn’t say a word as I locked my fingers in the caramel beauty’s hair and dragged her to her feet, and Shoshanne’s brown eyes flared with excitement as I grinned and roughly hitched up one of her legs. Then I locked her against me, and with the waterfall coursing over both of us, I forced my full girth into her as she let out a shriek.

  It was hours before I finished doing what I pleased with the two women, and even as we all laid in a comatose state beside the waterfall, Deya still kept trailing her fingers lovingly along my shaft. I had both women snuggled under my arms, and while I admired the view of my private oasis, I couldn’t help chuckling.

  Even if the Master did capture me and enslave the entire realm, I had to admit, I’d lived a hell of a life here, and no matter how impending the doom got, I definitely didn’t regret taking some time out to enjoy the little things.

  Or rather … the unbelievably tight things, or the heaving and moaning things, or the clawing at me for more things. It was all good, but if I wanted to carry on enjoying how awesome I had it here, I knew I needed to keep putting in the hours. So, I finally sighed and sat up, but both of my women grabbed my arms in protest.

  “Just one more time?” Deya pleaded, and Shoshanne nodded in agreement.

  “You know I love giving you what you want,” I chuckled, “but it’d be a real shame if we all died because I never stopped making love to you long enough to get shit done.”

  “Nulena had a good point,” Deya grumbled. “Saving people is incredibly inconvenient.”

  “Deya!” Shoshanne scolded. “Don’t talk like that. You know Mason’s right, and I know you care about destroying the Master.”

  “I do,” the beautiful elf sighed as I managed to unwind myself from the women and stand up. “I just prefer when Mason’s destroying my--”

  Shoshanne smacked Deya’s arm while the elf burst out laughing, and I grinned as I admired the two glistening women lounging in the moss at my feet.

  Their cheeks were pink, and their hair was wild like a pair of sexy nymphs, and I took another moment to appreciate my luck as I raked my eyes up their slender legs. I could see a glistening stream of my seed still dripping down Shoshanne’s inner thigh, and when she noticed the direction of my gaze, she grinned and tilted her ass toward me a bit.

  “You could always cum in me again before you get to work,” the healer purred, and I locked my jaw as a fresh wave of heat rushed through my veins.

  “Don’t tempt me,” I warned. “I’ll end up staying in here all day if you keep this up, and the Oculus isn’t going to guard itself.”

  “Will you at least let us wash you off first?” Deya begged, and both women sent me pouts that sliced straight through me and disconnected my brainstem.

  “Yeah, alright,” I relented, “but I get free reign while you do that.”

  “Obviously,” Shoshanne giggled.

  Then the two women dragged me along, and they let me finger them and kiss them anywhere I wanted while they took their time running their soapy hands all over me. I leaned back against the edge of the steaming pool as their soft moans filled my ears, but eventually, I ended up soaping them up, too, and before I knew it, Deya was forcing my cock into her while Shoshanne bit at my neck and began grinding against my fingers.

  I didn’t fight it, though, and while I obliged the women a few more times, I made sure to finalize a couple designs in my head just so I wasn’t completely ignoring my other duties. Finally, Deya let out a final shriek against the moss while I held her bent over the edge of the pool, and I smirked at the sight of my cum streaming from her pussy before I gave her a sound slap to the ass.

  “That’s all you get,” I chuckled. “Both of you.”

  Then I swiftly hopped out of the water before either of the women could object, and I shook my head at the hazy looks on their faces as they sank a few inches down into the water.

  “Sorry for keeping you,” Shoshanne mumbled, but I could tell by her grin that she didn’t mean it. “You can go to work now.”

  “Thanks,” I laughed as I grabbed my clothes from the mossy floor. “You ladies can stay here and recuperate while I work to save the realm.”

  “Then you’ll be back, right?” Deya called after me, and I sent her a wink before I closed the door behind me.

  I honestly forgot I was in my mansion after spending so long in our new steamy jungle, and the notion only made me chuckle to myself as I got dressed on my way to the atrium. My legs felt ready to give out with every step, and I let out a merry sigh as I quietly thanked Nemris for tricking me into choosing this realm. It was probably the best thing that had ever happened to me, in any of my past lives.

  Then I got to my workshop, though, and my dazed smirk fell at the sight of Stan.

  The little metal man had his arms crossed while his foot tapped irritably against my worktable, and he threw his arms up before he pointed at me in accusation.

  “You can give me the stink eye all you want,” I muttered while I made my way over. “No regrets. Not a damned one.”

  Stan took off on an elaborately mimed rant that clearly had to do with Big Guy and Big Red, and I calmly nodded along as I sensed his mounting panic.

  “Come on, you know I’m not gonna drop the ball on this,” I assured him, but when he crossed his arms, I cocked a brow. “Fine. How much you wanna bet I can get a full automaton done by tonight?”

  Stan thought about the wager for a moment, and then he turned away to dig through the little stash of scrap metal he’d been hoarding
at the corner of my table. I grinned as bits of steel and silver scattered around him, but after a minute, he pulled out a tiny diamond.

  I immediately recognized it as the same diamond we used when I taught him how to play hockey, and I knew it was his favorite one. He was always playing around with it these days, and when he bravely plunked it down in front of me and propped his hands on his hips, I nodded in approval.

  “Deal,” I replied, “but if I win, I get to spend as much time as I want in my sex jungle without any complaints from you.”

  Stan gave a curt nod before he stomped back to his metal stash and began angrily reorganizing it all, and I made sure to hide my grin from his view while I turned toward my own stock of metal. He really was so much like me, and I could understand his concern, but I didn’t see why he had such beef with the jungle. He’d been against my bathing room idea ever since I first sketched the design, but he was probably just worried I’d end up spending way too much time in there.

  Which was honestly a well-founded concern.

  So, I made up my mind. I wouldn’t set foot in my jungle again until I had both new automatons finished and started on the metal dragon project. Mostly, I really wanted to prove to Stan that I wouldn’t let him down, but I was also thinking more clearly now that I was back to reality, and considering the recent developments, I decided to take my next build up a level.

  This time, though, it wasn’t Big Guy I’d be replicating.

  Chapter 8

  I made sure to not break my connection to my metal magic for even a moment while I moved on forming the treads to the central bearing because there would be no breaks this time. After forming and assembling my last six 1911s using only metal magic, I was determined to change how I did things around here, and when my design for Maximus flashed into my mind, I channeled all of my efforts into replicating him from the treads up as I kept my eyes closed. I’d learned recently that I didn’t have to physically check if my work was correct anymore, because if I aligned the image of my project with the design in my mind, I could track my progress this way.

  It was slow going at first since this required three different mental processes at the same time, but once I got back in the swing of things, my metal magic took over at full bore. I ended up starting on the second automaton while also working on the first just because I was so excited, and the sound of metal parts clinking into place filled the atrium while I sat perfectly still with my palms raised.

  I felt kind of like a guru sitting in a state of metal meditation, especially since my connection to my element was always a comforting sensation, and I smiled lightly to myself as I picked up the pace. Every perfect alignment only inspired me to work faster as I realized I wasn’t fatigued at all yet, and even the sound of Aurora and Cayla approaching the mansion didn’t stall my efforts.

  I kept right on forming steel plates, securing bolts, aligning hinges, and testing the rotation of bearings, but when I realized there were one too many heartbeats in my house, I abruptly opened my eyes.

  The massive steel helm I’d been ready to mount clanged to the floor as I quickly scanned the atrium, but Cayla just sent me an amused smirk from the doorway.

  “Nice of you to join us,” the princess chuckled.

  “Who’s in here?” I asked and furrowed my brow.

  “Who cares?” Aurora snorted. “Mason, that was amazing!”

  “Thanks,” I snorted, “but I’m still curious as to who is here.”

  “It’s a surprise,” Cayla muttered distractedly. “Were you just altering the steel of one automaton while also securing the iron base of the other?”

  “I was,” I said with a grin. “I promised Stan I’d have a full automaton done by tonight, but I think I might be able to manage two.”

  “Both of these are larger than Big Guy,” the princess pointed out. “Does this mean you’re trying a new design?”

  “Actually, I’m replicating Maximus,” I replied, and both women’s eyes brightened at the words.

  “With death machetes?” Aurora asked eagerly.

  “Yep.”

  “And guns?” Cayla murmured, and I chuckled at the longing in her eyes as I nodded. “This day just got so much better.”

  “I’ll say,” I said with a grin, and I pulled both women over and onto my lap. “I love you, by the way. Thank you for the jungle, it’s … there are no words to do it justice. It’s fucking perfect.”

  “It is,” Cayla agreed. “I knew you would approve.”

  “I more than approve,” I assured her. “We all do.”

  “Did you get to try out your new sex cave?” Aurora asked.

  “Twice. And the waterfall, and the pool, and a fern at one point, because it has a really stout stump.”

  The women giggled as they snuggled closer and left kisses on each of my cheeks, and when they shimmied their hips in my lap, I knew what they were hoping for.

  “Maybe we should take a break from building and … ” Aurora began, but then scraps of steel scattered across the worktable behind us.

  I sighed as I eyed Stan over my shoulder, and he raised his arm in warning.

  “What’s wrong with Stan?” Cayla asked with immediate concern.

  “Stan’s a little tense,” I admitted. “With good reason, though. I’m trying to ease his mind and focus on work for the rest of the day, and he bet me the diamond over there that I can’t do it.”

  “That’s his favorite diamond,” the princess realized, and she raised her brows.

  “I know,” I chuckled. “So, the stakes are pretty high in here, and as much as I don’t really want to win his diamond off him, I do want to handle these automatons as quickly as possible because … well … I spoke with Temin while I was in the capital. It turns out there was an attack in Cedis around the same time as the one we experienced here, and I have a feeling this is the start of something bigger.”

  “What?” Cayla gasped as she sat up as straight as a rod.

  “Don’t worry, your father and all of Eyton are alright,” I quickly assured her. “The attack occurred east of Eyton in a village. Deya and Shoshanne identified the creatures who attacked as something called Saurbrin.”

  “In Cedis?” Aurora asked in disbelief.

  “Yeah, and we’re pretty sure Dorinick saw the Saurbrin being hauled into the fortress, which means--”

  “The new element is in Cedis,” the princess muttered, and I stroked her back as she paled a little at the thought. “W-Were they able to fend off the attack? How many were lost?”

  “Temin said they fought admirably, but in the end, around fifty men and their families were killed,” I told her gently. “Some sort of toxic shock brought on by the venom of the Saurbrin.”

  “And this happened at the same time as the attack here in Falmount?” Aurora clarified.

  “That’s right,” I answered, “and if the Master continues coordinating attacks of this magnitude, Temin says he’ll have no choice but to declare war and send the Defenders to their posts. He wants me to work on a list of mages who are fit for promotion since our numbers are way down right now.”

  “We can help you with that,” the half-elf offered. “We were just talking together about all the improvements we saw at the training fields. There’s several I’d recommend for promotion at this point, although they’ll still be undertrained should a full war break out now.”

  “Sometimes being in the field is the best way to learn,” I muttered. “They really snapped to when the possessed ogres got here.”

  “That’s true,” Aurora agreed. “When I was first promoted to a Defender, I felt unprepared, but I managed to push through my first few assignments, and after that, I felt more confident in my skills.”

  I grinned. “You should be the one to let the mages know when it’s time. You’re exactly who they should be talking to.”

  “If you want me to,” the half-elf said with a nod. “I’ll gladly help the new Defenders get in the rhythm of things, but what of generals? Whe
never the Defenders are sent to their posts, the head of the Order appoints a general to lead each troop. Given that Temin’s entrusted you to oversee promotions, he’ll most likely expect you to handle these sorts of details as well.”

  “Damn,” I mumbled. “Alright, I’ll have to think about that.”

  “They’ll need more adequate weaponry, too,” Cayla said softly, and I realized the princess looked lost in thought as she stared at one of the half-built automatons in front of us.

  I nudged Cayla’s thigh. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure Cedis is protected. I’ll have Temin assign a few troops of mages in the far south, and he’s already sending word to your father to warn him about the presence of this element so he can take measures to arm the nation.”

  “Thank you,” Cayla said with a small smile. “I just wish I could do something to assist them.”

  “You’re training the mages,” Aurora pointed out, and she squeezed Cayla’s hand for support. “That’s the most important thing you could be doing right now, and more than half of them exhibited excellent aim out there today.”

  “But you saw the way those possessed ogres took their bullets,” the princess countered. “What good is their aim going to do them if the weapons they’re using can’t fend off the Master’s forces?”

  The two women frowned as they looked at me, but I was already a step ahead of them.

  “I’m hoping Dragir can help me solve that problem,” I told them. “If he figured out a rune for the bazookas to ensure they were useless in the wrong hands, then he should be able to do the same for my 1911s.”

  “You’re going to arm the mages with the new pistols?” Cayla asked, and I could tell she was already relieved.

  “If I can be certain the Master’s forces can’t use them against us, yes,” I clarified. “I’m not making the same mistake twice, and I don’t want his troops bringing anything more effective than a revolver to the field.”