by Jamie Hawke
“Maybe those talkers saw someone like me, and the story become a bit of a tall tale?” I shrugged. “Lies happen, although not always on purpose.”
“And orcs? This?” She motioned at herself. “How’s a dragon so much crazier?”
“Good point,” Rellie said, and I had to nod, thinking and ghosts, demons, all of it.
Cahrn looked back at me again, debating. “On second thought, some of the others might think you’re an orc, too. It might be best if you wait outside while I have a word.”
I nodded. We had nearly reached the tree line when three imposing figures stepped out of the shadows. That was their first mistake, thinking they could use shadows to their advantage. But I gave them a moment, eyeing them up and down. Greenish skin like the other one I’d just killed, but in shades from light to dark. Beady eyes, piercings and bone armor, making me think of them as wannabe demons.
“We were on our way to meet up with our scout,” the shortest of the group said, the one with the most bone armor, so I assumed he was in charge. “Seeing as you killed him, we figure you owe us. You’re now our slave, or her.”
“He’s giving you a choice,” the one next to him, tall and missing an eye, added.
“I personally hope you say neither,” the largest said, spiked club in hand and looking eager to use it.
“I aim to please,” I replied, grinning to show my sharp teeth, and then went on the attack.
Surging first with magic, I was surprised to see the leader lift a hand and counter my attack, though the other two were pulled down, subdued momentarily. It could have even suffocated them, if not for their leader’s ability to control shadows, too. Cahrn had moved on to take down the largest of the group, which I found admirable. At first I started to move to help her, but seeing the way she sliced into him, using his blood for binding magic, dodging strikes and then slicing again, I had little doubt in her ability to hold her own.
That left the other two for me. Knowing my shadow magic wouldn’t be of much use other than on the defensive, I charged, sword out and ready. They met me, two of them swinging their swords as I blocked—either with my sword or with shadow magic, when possible.
A glance over showed the large orc on his knees, clutching at his neck as blood spurted out. I wasn’t sure if that was the end of him, but had no doubt Cahrn would have him dead before I’d dealt with my two. Not wanting her to have to come help me, I pushed the attack.
“How can you help me here?” I asked Rellie as I kicked back the tall orc and spun to block a shadow strike from the short one.
“Warn you if I see an attack coming,” she said as I counter-struck. “Like now!” There was a pull at my back left, tingling, so I turned that way with sword rising and blocked a strike.
“Nice, keep doing that.”
The orc blinked confused, and then growled as he likely assumed I was taunting him. Another tingling, and the short orc almost had me. I leaped back, swept down, and knocked the blade from his hands.
He nearly toppled over, reached for the blade, and then fell back as I advanced. Raising his fist and coming in for a punch, he was giving it one last go as shadows forged a sort of blade on his hand. Impressive, but not enough.
I knelt as I stepped left and forward, blade slicing right through his midsection.
“Ithrok!” the leader shouted, staggering back, blood seeping from his gut.
The tall one thrust his hand into the air and red light burst from the ground, a moment later a creature appeared out of nowhere, three dog heads snarling, but on the body of a woman. She wore nothing more than leather, fire rising from her eyes and smoke from her nostrils.
All three heads turned to me, and she charged. Long claws of red and black grew from her fingertips, slicing at the air as I dodged. She was fast, but I managed to roll out of the way, trying to figure this one out.
“He summoned that thing,” Rellie’s voice said in my head. “If we can take it from him, tame it or whatever, it can be ours.”
“How do you know?” I demanded, earning confused looks from my opponents.
“Just make it happen!”
I nodded. I’d do my best. The idea of a hellhound had never frightened me, although I didn’t deal with them much on my level. The three-headed ones, however, were known for their magic, known for being vicious with their maiming.
Whatever this woman was, though, it wasn’t a typical creature from hell. Rather, it was this world’s—or some other world’s?—creation, abomination. I hated to think about her in that way, because seeing her charge at me, leather flapping and breasts bouncing, she was almost beautiful. In that strange, ‘woman with dog heads can be beautiful’ sort of way. For a demon, not much was off limits.
She lunged, claws out and teeth at the ready. I side-stepped, nearly forgetting that I wasn’t supposed to kill her and having to pull my sword back. One head turned from the last and snapped out at me, but she was too off balance. Her muscular legs, thicker than even those on the large orc, I noted, helped her to quickly regain her balance and spring back at me.
I nearly got hit by the orc but threw him headfirst into a tree and turned in time to clock one of the heads with a good fist. It fell back, but she spun, the other two at the ready. Apparently, for her, getting phased in one head didn’t affect the rest of her. Interesting.
I grabbed one of her heads by the jaws, thrusting her sideways and into a tree, then to the other way where I sent her rolling.
My sword came up and I felt a pull within, likely from Rellie, and then cursed. Instead, I caught her with a kick to the gut, grabbed her by the hair of one of those dog heads, and yanked her up.
With my knee in her back, her front pressed up against a tree so that she couldn’t escape, I grabbed her by the shoulders as I bowed my head and focused. I reached into my internal energy, only to feel like she’d just kicked my heart out.
“She’s trying to fight it,” Rellie said.
“Not her,” I replied through gritted teeth, turning to see that her summoner was there, hands extended, trying to keep the bond.
“Throw me at him.”
“What?”
“Mentally,” Rellie elaborated. “Not so hard that we’re separated and maybe I’m thrown back into the void, but as you would a whip.”
“I can throw you back into the void?”
“No.” Her voice sounded worried. “Please don’t. Just… I’m offering to help, here.”
Nodding, but taking note of that, I mentally imagined her slamming him, and then it was there, silver and blue whipping out, the tall orc staggering back, and my bond with the Cerberus lady instantly forming.
Just like that, she was mine. Her eyes rose, confused and angry, but I dismissed her with a wave of my hand. “Get out of here,” I added, and as her six eyes narrowed, she vanished.
I turned to see the silver strands like a choke hold on the orc. I reached out and pulled, watching the silver yank him over, although then it was gone.
He cursed, then started to lift his hand again as he’d done with the first summoning. With a slash from my sword, that hand was gone. A heavy swing of my sword and his head was cleaved in two, and he was falling, dead.
The leader was kneeling watching, bleeding out. I went up to him next, kicked him in the face so that he fell back, and then ended it by stomping on his throat and twisting my foot until there was a satisfying crunch.
My screen appeared, XP filling the bar almost to a leveling up, apparently. I grinned, but not at that—at the fact that there was a new window with summons, and an image of the Cerberus woman. She was, apparently, mine to call upon when a battle needed being fought. I dismissed it, turning to see Cahrn kneeling next to the large orc, tapping her own screen.
She dismissed her screen and stood, smiling. “Leveled up. Got myself a new spell I’m itching to try out. Sure you don’t want to fight me?”
I chuckled, nodding at the big corpse. “I’m sure.”
“Fair enough.”
She eyed me, then looked over at my two kills. “You really did fight for me. Why?”
“She is certainly dense, isn’t she?” Rellie asked, then laughed. “Tell her the real reason, tell her you’re a horny demon who wants to show her your huge cock.”
“That’s not why,” I said, and when Cahrn eyed me with confusion, I did my best to recover. “I mean, it wasn’t about ‘why.’ It was just what felt right.”
“Oh, I… see.”
We moved on, stopping at a clump of trees before a clearing. “Now I feel more than ever, yes… stay out of sight.”
“What do you mean?”
She glanced back, then leaned in. “I’m checking in, telling them I’ve found something beyond the portal. But I’m not going to tell them about you, yet. You and me, we’re going on an adventure.”
“Oh, shit,” Rellie said, my body tingling—though I wasn’t sure if it was her or from the way Cahrn’s cat eyes seemed to have lit up at her words.
I nodded, not wanting to ruin the moment by saying something stupid.
A few more paces, and then we stopped at a point just outside of the walls of her village, where inside I could barely make out small huts hidden among the trees. She held up a hand, then indicated a point off to the side, around a bend. “There, take cover. Wait until I come back.”
“And if there’s trouble?”
“It’s secluded, the perfect spot for you to wait until I return.”
I nodded, watching her walk off as I was beginning to love to do, then made my way over to the area indicated. Turning around the bend, it was clear she’d been right. Natural stairs of stone led up to a spot that, on the one side provided a view of the wall and area past it, although it was mostly trees, and on the other I had the perfect view of that waterfall I’d spotted earlier. Its roar was calming, the light from above dancing on the water as it poured without end.
My mind was, of course, still focused on Cahrn. Just thinking of her again caused that damn erection to return. She was gone, there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
“Isn’t there?” Rellie asked.
“What?”
“Something you can do about it.” She giggled.
“You’re in my head,” I said, more of a realization. “Don’t do that.”
“I’ll make a deal with you. Do this… but let me take control. Do it, and I won’t bother you when she’s back. Not until you’re ready for me.”
I couldn’t believe what she was asking me to do. Even crazier, I was considering it. Cahrn would be gone for at least a few minutes, and I was otherwise alone. This erection needed to go away, one way or another, and I needed Rellie to shut up so I could think. How did the saying go about two birds and one stone?
With a shrug, I said, “Deal.”
“Yeah?” she laughed, then suddenly appeared in front of me, looking at herself, amazed. “Oh, look at what I can do, apparently.” Her hand reached out to me, touching my chest, glowing red. “Must be something to do with your world binding?”
“How do we…?” I asked, wanting to get this over with before Cahrn returned.
“Go ahead,” she motioned to my bulge. “I’ll take over naturally.”
I frowned, feeling very awkward about this, and then reached down, moved my cloths aside and watched her expression of amazement as she took it all in, eyes wide.
“Are all demons… like that?” she asked.
“No way,” I lied. Why not let her think she was getting a special show. Reaching down, I took it in one hand, allowing room for her to see the rest, and started stroking. She watched, loving it, and then reached out, her hand moving onto mine, going through it, and suddenly it wasn’t me at all, but her cold hand, stroking my hard cock. In reality, it was my hand, but what I felt was her, and it was amazing.
The touch of a woman… a ghost, but a woman. Her cold hand moved up and down my shaft, faster, faster, then one hand was caressing my balls. She moaned, giggled, watching me, licking her lips. Loving every second of it.
She leaned in as if to kiss it, a cold wind seeming to brush the tip, and then both hands were on me, stroking up and down. She pressed out her chest and, even though she was translucent blues and silver, I wanted to lean over and take her cute little silvery nipple in my mouth. I closed my eyes, imagining it, imagining what it would be like to be inside of her.
“Oh, yes,” she said, moaning as if I really were fucking her. My muscles went taut and I pushed my hips forward, feeling the orgasm about to take hold.
And then I released, cum shooting all over her. Sticking. She blinked, confused, looked down at her body with the cum on it. She wiped it off, licked it off of her fingers, and smiled.
“I have a feeling we have a lot to learn about this whole situation.” She then moved back into my body.
“Did you just…” I looked down at my chest, pursed my lips. “I mean, you basically ate my cum, then went back into me. So is that like—”
“Try not to think about it,” she replied, then turned. “Hurry, she’s coming.”
I covered myself, sitting so that my semi-erect cock wouldn’t show through my cloths, and then waited.
Cahrn walked up to me and stared at me for a moment, eyeing me as if she could somehow sense what had happened while she was gone. But then she smiled, nodded, and said, “Let’s go.”
“Go?”
“We’re passing through the portal, you and me.”
I cocked my head in confusion. “But I thought you were going to get a team, to explore. To—”
“No need,” she interrupted. “You’re powerful, and soul-bound to this world. Plus, it’s not really just the two of us, is it. Show her to me.”
I balked at this, mouth open, about to deny it, but Rellie said, “It’s okay.”
She drifted out of me, and indeed Cahrn could see her.
“Quite the looker,” Cahrn said, a glance my way. “How’s it feel to have a woman inside of you instead of the other way around?”
“I’m glad to see cats have a sense of humor,” I replied, and shrugged. “But honestly, she’s growing on me.”
“Thanks,” Rellie said, rolling her eyes. “Why’re we going back? This place is so much better.”
“I need to know what’s on the other side of the portal,” Cahrn explained. “What we’re dealing with. Find out if we need to set up defenses, if we should expect to be attacked. You two have a connection, meaning,” she turned to Rellie, “you can guide us. Help protect us from… your kind.”
“To an extent,” Rellie replied.
“That’ll have to do.”
“So, just like that?” I asked. “What about being soul-bound to this place? Will I be able to leave?”
Cahrn nodded. “I, too, am soul-bound to this world. From what I’ve gathered, it doesn’t affect our ability to leave. In fact, since doing it my magic has become stronger, as if amplified.”
I liked the sound of that. Turning to face the portal, I nodded and led the way. She did a double step and was at my side a moment later, taking my arm in hers in a way that caught me off guard.
“Come, you two,” she said with a grin. “This is going to be a grand adventure.”
About the Author
Jamie Hawke
After working on Marvel properties and traveling the world, Jamie Hawke decided to settle down and write fun, quirky, and sexy pulp science fiction and superhero books. Are they all harem? Oh yeah. Oh yeahhhh.
It all started when Jamie was eleven, creating nude superhero comics with his best friend. What perverts! But hey, they were fun and provided good fodder for jokes up into their adult years. Now the stories have evolved, but they capture that same level of fun. Hopefully you will enjoy them as much as the author loved writing them!
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