Melea knit her brows together, looking sideways at the human, who grinned. Brianna surely liked some revenge. The human uncrossed her ankles, batting her eyelashes at the half-wolf. “I’m so tired, Melea… I wouldn’t mind that at all.”

  The other looked back at me, doubt painted in her features. Melea, aggressive boss turned needy lover, who blushed when I told her to touch herself, was about to lick Brianna off just because I told her to. I nodded once, holding back a smile.

  The Lycan walked on her knees until she stood between Brianna’s legs. Her face betrayed nothing as she lowered her body chest-down on the floor, nearing her face from the space under the other’s skirt.

  Brianna watched the movements with half-opened lips in anticipation. Opening her legs wider, she pressed her lips together as Melea’s breath touched her parts. The half-wolf stared for a moment, sticking her tongue out. Slowly, she licked Brianna’s cunt up. The red-haired groaned loudly, closing a hand in a fist. I gulped, my cock swelling with the image unveiling in front of my eyes.

  Burying her face between Brianna’s bronze thighs, Melea lapped up, circled the clit with her tongue and slightly sucked on it. I watched Brianna melting against the wall, her mouth falling open with a long moan. I gripped my cock over my pants, massaging the hard length for a moment before I pulled it out, stroking it in long motions.

  Arching her back, Brianna forced her cunt against Melea’s face, parting her legs even wider. This way, I could see her juices dripping from her pink lips, mixing with Melea’s saliva and soaking the floor under them. My cock twitched in my hand, begging for attention even if I was the one who ordered my pet to suck Brianna, not myself.

  As if hearing my thoughts, Brianna’s eyes fluttered open, staring at my dick. Her pupils were hazy with arousal, her voice drunken as she opened a naughty smile to me. “Aaron… Let me cum as I suck you off.”

  I rose with a jump, crossing the space to her in a second. She took my cock between her fingers, directing it to her lips. Melea still lapped on her clit, moving her head in round motions as she brought Brianna closer to the edge. Said human directed my cock to her open mouth, taking me in with ease. She closed her eyes, humming in approval as she relaxed her throat to take me all the way in. I groaned, resting a hand over her red head.

  Opening her eyes, she looked up at me with a heated gaze. Hoping I was reading her right, I closed my fingers around her skull and used it as leverage as bottomed up on her tight throat, fucking her mouth. She closed her lips in a tight seal that quickly took me higher than expected. From the corner of my eye, I watched Melea moving her butt to stand on her knees, her face still glued to Brianna’s cunt, the slurping sounds filling the whole room.

  My gaze went from my hips bucking against the warrior’s face to her cunt being eaten up, to Melea’s fingers slipping under her own skirt as she massaged her own clit.

  Fuck.

  My balls tingled and I groaned, closing my fingers tightly around Brianna’s strands. Her tongue went up and down my shaft, but I felt like something else right now, so I pulled my cock out, a loud pop escaping her lips as she looked up. Once more, we needed no words. She closed both her hands around my member and jerked me off until I exploded on her face.

  I moaned, forcing my eyes shut before I could stop myself. As I opened them back up, the afterglow making my head cloudy, I watched Brianna force her own eyes shut. She still gripped my cock, face all streaked with my cum, her head falling back as she flew off, exploding in Melea’s face.

  Melea sucked her off until her spasms stopped, then it was the half-wolf’s time to cum, her fingers moving lightning fast between her pussy lips until she came apart, moaning against Brianna’s soaked cunt.

  Sitting beside the warrior, I watched her chest heaving as she smiled, her eyes closed as she still enjoyed her high. Melea licked her own lips, her chin glistening with arousal and spit. She rose with her hands, her eyes noticing my cum dripping from Brianna’s chin and chest. In an unexpected move, Melea leaned forward and licked my cum from the warrior’s chest. Her tongue lapped lazily over her cleavage and down the space between her boobs, following a white rope. Brianna shivered, moaning lowly, one of her hands still closed around my cock, her thumb massaging its underside.

  Reaching a hand to her face, I turned her to me and stretched my neck to plant a kiss on her lips. She sighed against me, the same cherry taste from the first time her tongue met mine. I let my hand hover down her neck and over her chest to clasp a nipple, a tight knot forcing against her top as I pressed over it, pinching it lightly.

  Melea sighed out loud. I opened an eye to find out whatever she was going to complain about now. She was sitting back, adjusting her skirt when she cocked her head to the outside. “Master? There it comes the opportunity to level up.”

  I sighed along but smiled, getting up slowly and helping Brianna up. The Necromancer wasn’t going to drop dead, so I needed every chance to get stronger.

  4

  The road took a turn to the left sometime later and I slowed my pace down, taking distance from the wall. The wolves we’ve met up until now didn’t mind being stealthy or building traps, but I wasn’t about to test it. I squinted, watching for movements.

  “I hear fighting,” Melea frowned, her ears twitching in the direction of the road.

  “We’re reaching the city.” Brianna turned to face me, her feet scraping on the rocky ground. She lifted the lantern closer to her face, the light creating angled shadows over her features. “It’s just after the curve. Maybe we should put the light out.”

  “What for?” I frowned, turning to the road. It would be pitch black with no light. “Melea heard a fight. If they come at us, we won’t be able to see them.”

  Melea stood by my side, crossing her arms and tapping a foot. She squinted at Brianna, as if saying “yeah, what for?”. I held back a smile, thinking about her constant defiance of Brianna and how the episode back at the last shack made the half-wolf at least not fight the human constantly.

  Unfazed by my questioning, the red-haired tilted the lantern toward the road. “We’ll get to the fighters by surprise. The city is close, we’ll have no problem walking there even in the dark. Besides, it’s heavily lit up.”

  I pursed my lips, thinking about it. Approaching stealthily to check on whoever was fighting was a great idea, but if one of the sides consisted of wolves… They possibly saw better in the dark than I did. What if they gave up their current fight and decided that attacking some stupid travelers who couldn’t see a thing was easier? We certainly wouldn’t see them coming, and I feared fighting with swords in the dark would get one of us killed. I had more chances of hitting one of the girls than a wolf.

  At the same time, Brianna always seemed to know what she was doing. She had been by my side at all times and wasn’t going to put our little group in danger knowing what could happen. She was captain of the guard in her city, after all. She was experienced.

  Stretching a smile, I nodded. “Let’s do it your way then.”

  “Master,” Melea squealed, clutching my arm. I turned to face her and her eyes were big pools of doubt. “Are you sure?”

  “I am. I trust Brianna.” I smiled again, and Brianna smiled back, her eyes glittering, close to the light. Melea didn’t look convinced, though she knew she had to obey me anyway. Her hands loosened slowly until they dropped.

  “I’ll protect Master if anything happens,” she nodded, stepping up to stand in front of me. “I can see better than you two in the dark after all.”

  I turned to Brianna, expecting to share with her a last gaze, but her eyes watched the lantern as she pressed her lips together, blowing the light out. We were covered in a blanket of darkness, thick as the one I floated in when I first logged in the game.

  But my feet were grounded on the rocky floor still, and I heard two other pairs of footsteps around me. A hand stretched toward me, closing over my own and pulling.

  “I’ll guide you, Master.” Melea pulled me forward and we followed the same direction we had been following for the last minutes. I blinked a couple of times, trying to adjust my eyes, but it came to naught. I was blindfolded.

  Brianna’s hand felt around me, first touching my back, then my elbow, to feel her way up and come to rest on my shoulder. Her fingers pressed against me, and if it wasn’t for the sword I held, I would’ve clutched her hand with my own. I wanted to bring it to my lips and kiss her knuckles, and up her arm to her lithe neck. But as we neared the road curve, I had to force my focus on whatever was to come.

  Dim clarity filled the distance as we followed the road. The river seemed to follow us in the distance, its gurgle chasing the bend and never abandoning my ears. The white light, strikingly different from the orange hue emitted by the lantern, was still somewhat in the distance, but our surroundings were already clearer. I blinked, letting my eyes adjust to the ever growing light.

  The hand on my shoulder pressed harder. I turned to eye Brianna, her jaw set and her gaze fixed forward. Though we were not in the murkiness anymore, her hand didn’t let me go. Her clear worry made me somewhat anguished. Was I getting overconfident? The enemies were clearly getting harder, and we were probably going to fight goddesses… Maybe she seemed worried because she had all the reasons to. Maybe the game did put two new allies with me because I needed them.

  I gulped, turning to watch the road with screwed-up eyes. I could only hope no wolves would come as we stood in the dark. With the wall and the river blocking our paths, the only possible place for them to come from was the bright city of Kiran.

  The more the light bathed us, the faster we walked. We approached the city, crooking our necks up to gaze at the tall, marble white walls enclosing the place. No guards stood atop the fortress-city, but the gates were wide open. This close to the entrance, even I could hear the yells.

  Melea let my hand go, turning big, expectant eyes to me. I looked from her to Brianna, who dropped her hand from my shoulder to her sword, unsheathing it. I didn’t need to ask if she was ready - her brows were knit with determination as her lip tipped up. I turned and lurched inside, sure the two of them would follow me anywhere.

  * * *

  Large, paved streets surrounded by elegant buildings brought the city a regal feeling. I let my eyes take the beauty of the place in before I noticed the message on the corner of my vision.

  Reach Kiran disappeared so Defeat Nyx took place.

  I turned to Brianna to tell her she had been right about Nyx all along when my eyes caught a big wolf coming from an alley. The purple smoke that drifted up in ringlets from its body was even starker when in contrast with all the white around us.

  “Watch out!” I pushed Brianna out of the way and slashed up and across the attacker. The wolf yelped, tripping sideways, but it was up and ready for more a second later.

  The beast had just died when I heard the roar of another behind us. Turning around, my eyes met not one, but two of the dark spawns, fur and smoke spiked on their backs. Melea squatted in a fighting stance, and Brianna glanced over our shoulders to check if other wolves were coming our way.

  Smirking, I slid my menu screen open, took an experience potion and activated Punishment, ready to level up some more. I felt confident as fuck - I was strong and I had two awesome sidekicks to make sure we wouldn’t go down without a fight. With each wolf that fell under our attacks, two more showed up, baring their fangs and roaring, spit dripping from open, huge mouths.

  The carcasses piled up after some time and we had to move, stepping away and backing to one of the side streets. We stood with our backs to one another, and though I breathed hard, I couldn’t help but smile.

  “You seem to be enjoying yourself, Master,” Melea giggled, her knuckles red with beast blood. I glanced at her with amusement. She also had a smile on her face, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. Her ears twitched for a moment and she snapped her head in the direction we were taking. “The fight is this way!”

  We advanced quicker, slashing the last wolf that tried to follow us in the alley. My chest swelled with silly pride as my spine tingled, the notification for level up showing up on the corner of my vision. We advanced still, leaving the alley to a side street and down this one to a small square.

  There was so much white it was almost blinding. The marble floor and walls, its benches and adorned pillars, vases and statuses. Everything was so freaking white. I blinked, adjusting my eyes. I watched black dancing across the floor, gliding so flawlessly I wondered if it was not a shadow.

  But Melea was right - a fight was ongoing indeed. The shadow, after further analysis, was just a person clad in black. A black as dark as the night sky. I watched it gliding closer to one of the walls and raising a blade, hues of purple and blue glistening in the light, and it took me a moment to understand why they were attacking the wall.

  The movement caught my eye and I finally understood. As dark as the attacker’s robe was, there were also people in robes so white they concealed themselves perfectly with the marble walls. Amazed at the camouflage, it took me a moment to understand the white-clad person rose their arms to try and protect themselves from the blade.

  The whistle of the sword filled the space before it met flesh, then another and another until the person in white fell, their body limp.

  Clenching my jaw, I eyed the killer, who now noticed our presence and turned slowly to us, the dark hem of their cape sliding as silk. The top of their hoods hid half their faces, leaving only pale cheeks and lips to be seen. I pressed my sword between my fingers, waiting to see if they’d attack us or if they’d be satisfied with killing just their original prey.

  In a heartbeat, the azure and violet blade swung in my direction. I rose my sword to parry the blow, and it slid up and away from me, just to come back with renewed force.

  “Step back!” I yelled at Melea and Brianna, hearing their rustling feet obeying my orders. Was this a mini-boss? The attacks were surely harsh and quick. The blade kept coming, here in a swipe motion, there in a stabbing one. I clutched the sword, taking on every blow as I ground my feet on the floor, not daring to step back and be cornered.

  I watched, waiting for a chance. There had to be a way, a weak spot, a moment where…

  As they completed a swipe motion, I saw it. They took a moment, a step back, a gasp for air. They were tired. And I wasn’t about to miss my shot, what could be my only shot.

  Forcing a step forward, I swung my sword with everything I had, letting the blade glide through the air as it went up, clenching my jaw to put all my strength in it as it went down. It hit them in the shoulder with a satisfying, soft sound. I couldn’t relax though, for it hasn’t been enough, so I brought the blade up and slashed again, forcing them to step back again and again. I grinned. I would win. This fight was mine.

  With a thud, my attacker fell on their backs, a last breath leaving their bodies. My experience numbers floated over their chest for a moment, but I was focused somewhere else. With the fall, the hood that once hid their face fell back, revealing a lovely, dark-haired young woman, her face as porcelain, wide blue eyes glazed. They would be the color of the sky if there was any above us.

  I waited for my breathing to calm as I accepted I shouldn’t have been surprised. This game, like every other game in history, followed a kind of pattern and, up to this moment, there had been no male mini-bosses or bosses. Thinking about it now, I could bet the Necromancer was probably a woman too.

  And if sex was just getting better the harder the game became, I wondered how would it be when I conquered the final boss.

  “Master!” Melea called, and I turned, the two still standing where I left them. “There are more coming this way!”

  “More wolves?” I turned to the corridor opposite from the one we came from, holding my sword. I was still pretty confident, and I indeed needed some more kills to level up enough to take on the boss just the right way. I couldn’t fucking wait for it.

  “No! More dark priestesses!”

  I frowned, looking over my shoulder to her. What?

  Another dark form sprinted into the square, skidding to a halt. She was dressed exactly like the fallen one by my feet and she wasted no time to attack me. With a long knife in hand, she lunged.

  Realization dropped like a stone. The other one wasn’t a mini-boss. Though hard and relentless, she was just one priestess in what I was about to discover was a huge group of priestesses. After the third, I had to call for back up as I stepped away long enough to drink a potion up.

  After some time, the square was full of bodies clad in dark, light tunics. I gulped down my third potion when Brianna killed the last of the priestesses, all of us beaten up and breathless.

  “What the hell,” I started, looking from one to the other.

  “Those are priestesses of Nyx.” Melea turned around herself, lowered eyes watching the many corpses. “Then that’s it. Nyx has finally turned against her sister.”

 

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