Summoner 19, page 31
part #19 of Summoner Series
“And you’ll be an amazing one,” I assured the healer. “Honestly, Arwyn, you’re one of the kindest, most patient, and intelligent people I know, and our child is going to be so blessed to have you as their mother.”
“Oh, Gryff,” Arwyn sighed as she clung to me. “I’m so happy.”
“I am, too,” I replied as I squeezed her tightly against my chest. This news was the best I could’ve received, and I was beyond excited for Arwyn.
The professor and I had been trying to conceive for a while now, but we kept getting interrupted by a series of secret and not-so-secret missions throughout Mistral and the Shadowscape.
And yet after all that struggle, we were finally going to have a baby together, and I could hardly contain my happiness as I looked into Arwyn’s amber eyes.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I continued to hold Arwyn in my arms, and we clung to each other in a passionate embrace for what seemed like hours until we moved back over to the bed. I carefully set Arwyn down, and then I climbed in next to her and laid on my back. My girlfriend laid down beside me, rested her cheek on my chest, and wrapped her arm around my torso.
Our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, and I stroked the healer mage’s soft hair and absently stared up at the ceiling as I contemplated everything.
“What’re you thinking about?” Arwyn whispered to me.
I snapped out of my trance, looked down at my girlfriend, and smiled. “Everything… and nothing all at once, I suppose.”
“Ah,” the healer mused. “That sounds like quite the conundrum.”
“It is,” I agreed. “It’s been quite the week. Quite the year, actually. So much has happened that sometimes it takes me a moment to sort through it all.”
“I’m sorry for dropping this news so suddenly,” Arwyn apologized. “I was originally going to wait until at least Monday, but after how happy everyone was at the wedding, I found myself swept up in the excitement as well, and I couldn’t stand another minute without you knowing.”
“Don’t apologize for telling me,” I insisted. “Today was a fantastic day, and this news made it even more special to me. I’m glad you didn’t wait, Arwyn.”
“Six children and two pregnant girlfriends…” Arwyn mused. “You’re certainly going to have your hands full, Gryff Porter.”
“I think I can handle it,” I assured the crimson-haired healer, and I skimmed my fingertips against her back. Arwyn was still clad in her green dress from the wedding, and while it was a lovely gown, I preferred the healer without clothing, so I toyed with the zipper a bit and then ran my fingers further down her spine.
Arwyn took notice of my longing touch, and she carefully eased herself up into an upright position.
“Care to help me out?” she asked over her shoulder. The healer mage gave me a sexy wink and reached behind her to get to the zipper.
“I think that can be arranged,” I murmured. I sat up and helped guide the small piece of metal down the shiny silver teeth that held the garment together, and as the zipper travelled, it revealed a stretch of unblemished alabaster skin. The sight of her bare back made my heart race, so I leaned forward and planted a feather-light kiss against her smooth skin.
“Oh, Gryff,” Arwyn sighed, and I watched with fascination as she eased her top half out of the dress. Once her fair torso was free, she stood up and shimmied out of the skirt, and I was pleased to see she wore only a pair of flimsy green lace panties underneath the garment and nothing else.
My eyes trailed over the healer mage’s voluptuous figure with a mix of awe and adoration. Arwyn’s curves were enticing, and the swell of her large breasts made my lower half stir with lust. She was perfectly hourglass shaped, and I longed to run my hands and tongue over every inch of her.
“Maker, you’re too damn gorgeous for your own good,” I breathed as the healer began to take her hair down from its updo. As she loosened each barrette, her hair descended down in curly tendrils that glowed against her creamy skin like licks of flame. “I like the way you look with curly hair. It suits you.”
“You flatterer,” Arwyn laughed lightly as she undid the final pin. Then she shook out her mane and ran her fingers through a few of the curls just enough to loosen them slightly.
“I could pen entire sagas about your beauty, but they wouldn’t be enough,” I murmured, and I pulled myself up from the bed. Then I got down on my knees in front of Arwyn and kissed along the soft skin of her long, slender legs. I began at her hip bones and kissed all the way down to her knees, and then I came back up
Arwyn sighed in pleasure as I moved closer and closer to her entrance, and when I kissed her hip bone, she let out a slight whimper.
“Oh, Gryff,” she sighed.
“Shall I keep going?” I asked as I gently traced my fingertips on her inner thighs. “If you want me to stop…”
Arwyn quivered beneath my touch. “Please, don’t stop.”
“As you wish,” I murmured, and then I brought my lips to her skin. Her legs were utterly smooth and soft, and even down here, I could smell traces of her jasmine perfume.
Naughty girl.
I reached up and eased her panties from her curvy hips, and as the scrap of lace fell down her legs, I leaned back in and began to kiss the soft, smooth mound between her legs.
“Oh, Gryff,” Arwyn sighed again as I ran my tongue against her slick skin. Her legs weren’t even completely parted, but I could already taste the honey-sweet slickness that covered her bare entrance, and my mouth watered.
“You taste so good,” I murmured, and then I pried her legs open and grazed my tongue across her velvet folds. Arwyn was entirely soaked already, and we hadn’t even gotten to the main event yet.
As she sighed and moaned, I could feel the blood rush to my head. I lapped at her pussy like it was a four-course meal and savored the delicious taste of her sweet juices as they coated my mouth in their sticky sweetness. The professor’s hips bucked as I explored every inch of her velvet entrance, and the intensity of her moans strengthened as I ran my tongue in circles around her hardened clit.
“Don’t stop,” the redheaded mage begged me in a breathy tone, and I had to grip onto her hips to keep her from falling over.
“I have a better suggestion,” I proposed. I rose from my position on the ground, and before Arwyn’s eyebrows could crease further together in confusion, I swept her back into my arms and then laid her gently onto the bed.
“What’re you--” she began to ask as I knelt back down to the floor, but when I grasped her hips and pulled her further down so her legs hung over the edge of the mattress, she seemed to understand. I lifted her ass up and eased her knees over my shoulders, and then I gripped her thighs to get a more stable hold on her.
This position allowed me a more intimate vantage point, and I resumed my exploration of her slick pink pussy. I flicked my tongue in strokes around her, and as Arwyn’s juices dripped out of her, her legs began to tremble, and I could tell she was mere moments away from orgasm.
“Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh…” Arwyn moaned, and I brought my hand down over her leg and began to rub her hardened clit in circles with my thumb as I lapped at her. Within a minute, the curvy healer’s legs began to kick, and as her entire body quaked, she erupted into an explosion of ecstasy.
My mouth overflowed with her honeyed juices as her body writhed from the intensity of her climax.
I pulled away and wiped off a stray gob of her slickness from the corner of my mouth. The professor’s chest heaved as she gasped for air, and I carefully scooted her up further onto the bed.
“You taste so delicious, Arwyn,” I murmured.
“Gryff,” Arwyn muttered as she trembled. “Gryff, I want you to fuck me.”
“Oh, yeah?” I prompted her.
“Please,” she said in a pleading tone. “I want to feel you within me.”
Not one to turn down the requests of such a beautiful woman, I climbed on top of the healer and began to kiss her. Arwyn’s lips were insistent as they pressed up against mine, and even though she’d just come, I could tell she was ready to go again.
So, after a few minutes of kissing and touching one another, I gripped my stiff cock in one hand and then carefully guided it into the professor’s slick entrance. Arwyn let out a soft cry as I slowly eased the tip into her tight tunnel, and I echoed her with a groan.
“Oh, Gryff,” she moaned. “Keep going, please.”
“Maker, you’re so tight,” I grunted, and blood rushed to my head as I slowly thrust my rock-hard member deeper within her. Arwyn was so thoroughly wet that I felt like I was gliding within her, and I took pleasure in the way her pussy gripped onto me like a vise.
“Oh, Makerrrrr,” Arwyn whimpered as I slowly pulled out and then thrusted within her with slow, careful strokes. With each pump, my heart raced inside my chest, and I could feel myself getting close to climaxing.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” I groaned, and I admired the way her full breasts quaked as I buried my cock deep within her tunnel. Arwyn was so impossibly gorgeous, and the sight of her flawless skin and statuesque figure drove me wild. She was my woman, the future mother of my child.
“I’m g-g-going to come,” Arwyn squeaked, and she gripped the dark-gray sheets so tightly in her fists that I was surprised her hand didn’t fall off from the exertion. The healer mage’s back arched, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body spasmed beneath me.
“Come for me,” I commanded as I deepened my thrusts. I was so far within her that I could feel the walls of her womb against my shaft. “Maker, you’re so beautiful, Arwyn, I want to see you come for me”
I was on the verge of explosion myself, and from the slickness that spilled out of the crimson-haired professor, I knew she was as well. Her entire body vibrated as I buried my cock over and over within her entrance, and a shiver ran down my spine
As sweat broke out across my forehead, a coil tightened within my gut, and when the spring released, Arwyn and I climaxed together in a wave of pure euphoria.
“Ohhhhhh,” I groaned as my hips thrusted involuntarily, and I released rivers of my thick, hot seed within Arwyn’s womb.
“Gryffffff.” Arwyn trembled as I filled her crevice to the brim with my sperm, and the professor’s pulsing tunnel clenched around me and milked even more of my seed into her.
My arms grew lax at my sides as I rode the wave of my orgasm, and after a moment or two, I slid my cock out of the gorgeous mage’s tunnel slowly and then eased myself onto the bed beside her.
“That was perfect,” I sighed as my heart continued to race.
Arwyn curled up against me and wrapped her arm around my chest. “You’re amazing. I love you so much, Gryff.”
“I love you, too,” I replied, and I kissed the top of her head.
As Arwyn settled into my chest, my eyelids began to grow heavy. It’d been a long day, and a very eventful evening, and while my head was still reeling from all of the excitement, I was exhausted.
My best friend was now a husband. My girlfriend and I were going to have a child together. There was still much to accomplish, and many dangers on the horizon, but for now, all was well.
I closed my eyes and succumbed to the restful sleep I’d been waiting for.
Or so I thought.
I soon found myself inside a room I didn’t recognize. The walls were made of some sort of crystalline stone, and the floor swirled with a thick silver mist. Light streamed into the space from an unseen source, and it was tinted a pale blue color that reminded me of moonlight.
I took a few hesitant steps and peered around. There was a space beyond me that was eclipsed by shadows, and the more I peered into the darkness, the stronger I felt as if I were being watched.
“Hello?” I called out to the void. “Who’s there?”
I narrowed my eyes to strengthen my focus, and suddenly, the sound of footsteps rang out, soft at first, and then crescendoing as the figure began to emerge out from the darkness. My hands flew to the sheath of my dagger as the figure came closer, and before I could draw my father’s weapon, a cruel, feminine laugh filled my senses.
Carth.
The horned-goddess stepped out of the shadows, and I could feel her rage as it radiated throughout the dreamscape. Her russet eyes smoldered as they bored into mine, and her full red lips curled up into a snarl.
“Hello, Beastmaker,” Carth growled. “It’s about time we had a chat.”
“Carth,” I sighed. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s your dream.” The horned Archon rolled her eyes. “But furthermore, I decided it was time for us to talk. You won’t allow me to speak otherwise, so here we are. I would say it’s a pleasure to see you, but I know how you feel about lies, so I’ll spare both of us the effort.”
“It’s impressive to me that you’re still so insistent on victory when you’ve already lost.” I shook my head slowly. “Just let it go, Carth. There was no way you were going to emerge as the winner in this scenario, and there’s still no way. You belong to me, and the sooner you accept that, the better things will be for both of us--”
“I don’t care about what’s best for both of us,” Carth snapped. “My only concern is myself. You think because you have me trapped that I won’t fight back? That I won’t attempt to get free? My other sisters may be complacent and accept their defeats at your hands, but I will not sit back idly and allow you to call yourself my master.”
“Veopa fought back, too,” I pointed out to the goddess, and I crossed my arms against my chest as I began to pace. “So did Miralea and Utuni, and I’ll tell you just as I told them. It’s easier if you just submit willingly.”
“As Xanrith did?” Carth spat. “No. Her allegiance to you came at the cost of my entire plan. I will not reward her behavior with a similar choice.
“I’m not giving you a choice,” I said firmly as I halted in place.
The green-skinned Archon raised a thickly arched eyebrow.“Then I’ll have to convince you otherwise.”
“Your magic won’t work on me,” I scoffed. “Not here. Not anywhere, really.”
“You’ll come to find I can be quite persuasive, just as my dear sisters have learned for themselves,” Carth murmured as she took languid steps in my direction.
My eyes trailed down the length of her cleavage-baring leather bodysuit before I could stop them, and I felt a stir in my lower half as I settled on the slope of her flared hips. They swayed rhythmically as she moved closer to me, and for a moment or two, I found myself fantasizing about how much I wanted her slender but muscular legs wrapped around me…
“Don’t come any closer,” I muttered, but my words lacked the energy I meant to put behind them.
Why was I fighting again? Carth was gorgeous and powerful, and if I did as she said, she would fuck me…
“Oh, Gryff, don’t deny me,” the Archon purred as she sauntered over and placed her hands on my chest, and my heart thrummed like the wings of a hummingbird as the green-skinned goddess brought her lips closer to mine.
I wanted to kiss her so badly. I wanted to feel those gorgeous burgundy-painted lips as they pressed against mine. I wanted to tangle my hands through the thick mane of dark hair that flowed down to her waist, and then I wanted to grip her waist and pull her into me so tightly that I could feel the soft swell of her breasts against my chest.
And then, once we were locked in our tender embrace, I would release her from the confines of my mind and back into the Shadowscape to join her sisters…
Wait.
No. I didn’t want to do that.
I shoved my hands in front of me and pushed Carth off with as much strength as I could muster. The moment my eyes left the Archon’s, so did the spell she’d been trying to use on me.
“Don’t you ever pull that again,” I growled as the magic she’d used to seduce me disappeared, but now I knew she had a little more sway over me when she was inside my head.
“Give in already, Beastmaker, you can’t win!” Carth snarled with bared fangs.
“We’ll see about that,” I replied, and then the horned goddess lunged at me.
I learned quickly that Carth’s muscular frame was just as strong as it looked as she shoved me down to the ground. My knees cried out as they slammed into the hard surface of whatever flooring existed beyond the swirling mist, but I managed to maneuver myself into a position that allowed me to sweep my leg beneath Carth’s and knock her down to the ground beside me.
“Fuck!” the green-skinned Archon howled as she scrambled to get up, but before she could shift her position too far, I launched myself over, climbed on top of her, and pinned her wrists down. Carth spat in my face and used her momentum to then roll us over, so I was the one who was now on the ground. Then the goddess bent her knees on either side of me and pulled them inward to lock them into place.
I tried to swing over once more, but the effort was impossible. I was both impressed and thoroughly irritated by the horned Archon’s show of strength.
“Get… off… me,” I grunted as I continued to thrash around.
“Don’t fight it,” Carth replied in a soothing voice, and once again, her red-brown eyes drew me into their intoxicating gaze.
I found myself relaxing against her, which only made the green-skinned goddess tighten her legs’ grip even further.
As I fell into her stare, I began to think it would be so much easier to just give in. I’d been fighting all of this for so long, and what for? Why was I so intent on fighting the Archons when I could join them and rule over the human realm by their side…
“Forget about those pathetic humans,” Carth insisted softly as her russet eyes flashed. “You don’t need those pathetic humans who pretend to be worthy of your love and magic. They should bow before you, not the other way around. You don’t belong to them. You belong to me.”
The room around me began to fade as I became consumed by the labyrinth of her beautiful eyes, and I could feel myself slipping away. Carth was right. I was hers, and hers alone…
