Hunt for the Necromancer- The Complete Series, page 7
part #1 of Hunt for the Necromancer Series
I gasped for air for a long moment, my mind hazy as I floated down from my orgasm. I let my head hang, Brianna taking me against her supple breasts, heaving as she caught her breath.
“I have some more ideas for later, if you’d have them,” she murmured against my hair, and I couldn’t help my smile, appreciating the reward the game gave me.
6
I blinked, sleep lazily clinging to my being. The wooden roof was not my room’s but my memories were foggy. The sunlight that spilled through the window was also coming in the wrong position. I sat up, rubbing sleep from my eyes as I looked down.
Fuck, when the hell did I get this buffed up?
I glanced at my abs and flexed my arm for a moment before it all came back - The Completionist, my first tamed boss, so many orgasms I had no idea how the hell did I get in the inn and was not sprawled across the castle floor.
Someone rapped on my door, and I didn’t really think it through as I called “Come in”.
The hell. My brain had to be working half the usual speed. As if in slow motion, the door opened at the same moment I noticed I was freaking naked. I managed to throw the covers back on in the nick of time.
Brianna’s red hair showed up from the space she opened, a smile shining at me. “Morning,” she opened the door wider so she could get in, closing it behind her. “Remember anything?”
She crossed her hands and stood by the door, as if she wanted to make sure I remembered the same things she did. Her cheeks had the slightest pink coloring them.
“Morning,” I smiled back, letting my eyes trail over her body. “I think I remember pretty much it all. Just can’t be sure of how I came back to town.”
She smiled, approaching and sitting on the bed. “You didn’t. Once you pass out, you show up back here.” She seemed once more the collected, strong captain I met in the first hour in-game, though her eyes glistened differently as she looked at me.
I couldn’t quite remember if a woman ever looked at me liked that. It felt… right.
She pointed to a set of clothes, my clothes, folded over a chair by the bedside. “Your stuff. Once you’re ready, I was thinking I could take you up to a river just outside the city walls.”
“What for?” I cocked my head, too amused with the shade of red that painted her cheeks.
“I am a person who keeps promises, and I told you… I told you I’d reward your bravery.”
I laughed, watching her biting her lip coyly. She was a completely different person than the bold Brianna from last night. “Of course. I’ll be out in a minute.”
She slid a glance to my crotch, and it was clear my dick was already hard for her. She then rose with a side-smile and left, her hips swaying, mesmerizing me. I sighed, throwing the covers off and grabbing my pants. I slid them on, mentally noting I had to effusively thank Marc once I saw him.
* * *
I walked out of town with Brianna by my side, each one of us carrying a small bag with fruits and cheese and breads. The civilians were now busy not with building barricades but with destroying them, separating the materials to rebuild their houses. Everywhere we looked, someone waved at us, huge smiles on their faces. My heart swell unconsciously.
“You’re officially a hero, Aaron,” Brianna said as we crossed the city’s entrance. I looked at her, searching for some sign it was a joke, but her smile was honest. “Don’t believe me? If you want to, we can ask them when we get back.”
I shook my head. Somehow I believed her. I knew what I did was good for this people.
And it definitely had been good for me.
Apart from cumming until I literally passed out, I also got two levels, now standing on level 18. I got myself money for, I hoped, a new set of clothes. And, most importantly, a new skill.
It just said Punishment and I couldn’t wait to test it on some new foe.
We walked a short distance to a stretch of clear water. It seemed deep enough to swim and I paused my bag down as I let my vision study the place. A vast green vale stretched far to this side of the city, no woods limiting it. A warm breeze danced between the blades of grass, making them dance and creating a soft symphony as it drove the river forward. It was utterly beautiful.
Having Brianna by my side certainly helped. She also lay her breakfast down by the grass, bending forward to pull her boots off. I imitated her, watching her cheeks flushing a soft shade of red. Her fingers reached for her top and she undid it, letting it drop to her feet. Her perky breasts were full and her nipples stood up with shivers, hard points looking up as she dropped her hands to her skirt and pushed it down. She stepped out of it, sliding a warm gaze at me. I followed her, stripping down, my cock hard as a rock when we jumped in the river.
The water was nowhere as cold as I expected. I wiped my hair out of my face as Brianna’s red hair floated around her, dropping over her tits in long wet strands. She paddled to me, her dark aureoles on the verge of peaking out of the water. My heart galloped inside my chest and I was dying to touch her skin.
So that’s exactly what I did. I stretched a hand under water and curved my fingers around her waist, pulling her towards me. She let me pull her, her hands sliding up my arms to my neck, her chest pressing against mine. My cock twitched against her crotch.
She tipped her head to a side, heavy lids as she touched her lips to mine, her tongue licking the water from my mouth and the top of my chin.
“So where’s your next stop, hero?” She murmured against my mouth. I forced my lips against hers, loving the way she melted against my body. I slid my hands to her hips as we kissed, her fingers massaging the drape of my neck.
“Next city, I guess. Averly?” I muttered back against her mouth. The name was see-through on the corner of my vision since I woke up.
Reach the city of Averly through the Forest Road
I let my hands slide down the cheeks of her ass. I never had so much guts in me. She moved her hips against mine, opening her legs so they lay on each side of my own.
“Hum,” she purred, smiling against the kiss as her nails pulled my hair. “You’ll have to cross the forest. Better be extra careful. I’ve heard there are a bunch of dark elves there.”
I pulled her ass cheeks apart with my hands, positioning my cock against her entrance. She gasped as the head poked her, my hands firmly adjusting her over me. “A bunch of horny dark elves as those demons were?”
“Probably worse. They’ll probably suck you dry,” she moaned against my mouth, swaying her hips against the swollen head of my cock. I pressed my fingers harder on her hot skin, pushing her down over my member so I speared her in a single move. She gasped, moaning loudly, and I shut her with a kiss, dipping my tongue in her mouth.
“Oh, so I better train here so I have enough stamina to take that on, ey?” I smiled against her, pumping my hips. She moaned, letting her head drop back, her beautiful tits bouncing up and down over the surface of the water.
“You better, and you can use me as long as you want to,” she grinned, her green eyes glinting with mischief.
I surely would take her up to her word.
THE END
HUNT FOR THE NECROMANCER
BOOK 2
1
A week ago, if anyone dared to say I’d soon be pulling an all-nighter to play erotic games on my VR console, I’d laugh at them. I’d chortle and shake my head, and eye my then-girlfriend looking for her approval. Amy would smirk and say “He’s got a girlfriend, he doesn’t need that kind of thing.” I would tilt my chin up in pride, sure that smirk on her face was proof of how she loved to be with me.
In hindsight, she wasn’t laughing with me. Amy probably had to hold back her laughter at my naivety many times over the two years we dated. I obeyed to her every whim for the sake of our happiness and look what I got in return.
But I wasn’t whining about being cheated anymore. It wasn’t worth my time. There were too many things I wanted to do now Amy wasn’t controlling my life.
So I didn’t waste any time. It was Saturday after all, and I had the whole weekend to myself, for a change. I gulped down some coffee after showering and plopped down my couch, reaching for my VR glasses.
As soon as I logged in, a message popped up on my Home screen.
“Hey, man!” Marc, my best friend and the glorious person who gifted me with The Completionist, typed. “I see you’ve managed a couple of hours of the game.”
I side-glanced to the number of hours I’d spent in it. Just under the game’s name and the button I was about to click to load it up, it was written I had played ten hours since I first launched it. To say “a couple of hours” was quite a stretch and I chortled, sure Marc was fishing for gratitude.
“Man, can you believe I actually downloaded the game and started it, but slept with the glasses on?” I lied, holding back a smirk. “That’s why it’s saying ten hours.”
“Oh, you fucker” he typed back, and even with the insult, I could imagine the disappointment on his face. “But you’re up early. Ready to give it another shot?”
Indeed, it was a quarter past seven on a Saturday morning. If my ex hadn’t dumped me, I’d probably be at her place by now, sleeping until noon. She’d never come up to my place and it took me her breaking up with me to understand why. She spent those nights I was sleeping soundly using my freaking console on her own place. She, the girl who said video games were for perverts and kids.
Holding back a wave of self-pity, I voice-typed back to Marc. “I’m just kidding, man. I spent the whole freaking night in-game. I got up to shower, and I was about to jump back in.”
“Fuck yeah! I knew it! I’m so glad you gave it a chance, dude. It’s working miracles in you already.”
I cocked an eyebrow, laughing. “Is it? How so?”
“Dude, you’re making jokes. I can’t remember the last time you did that.”
I threw my head back, laughing out loud. What a person have I become under that relationship. “Thanks, man. I’m really into it.”
“And into some pussies, I hope?”
Rolling my eyes, I hovered my hand over the Play button. “I’m going in. Talk to you later.”
I was still smiling and actually feeling good about myself for a change as the world went dark, and the words The Completionist danced across my vision in neon blue.
* * *
I blinked my eyes open, raising a hand to shield them from the harsh sun. I was standing by the city’s gate, facing the long extent of green grass. Filling my lungs with the warm air, I didn’t stop a smile from stretching across my face.
“Hello, you,” a soft voice called from behind me. I turned to the red-haired girl, smooth tresses spilling down her shoulders as she smiled up at me, green eyes glinting. “A bit early, no?”
Brianna leaned forward, just enough to give me a full view of her amazing cleavage, memories of the previous day making my dick strain against my trousers. Snapping my eyes back to her face and feeling some warmth over my cheeks, I smiled back. “It’s early, indeed. But I have to set to the next city someday, right?”
“Well,” she straightened, crossing her hands behind her back and swinging her head side to side, a sweet smile tipping up the side of her lips. “You could stay here. I’m sure no one would mind.” I smiled wider, hearing her giggle. “But then, you do have other leaders to make alliances with. As a knight, I expect your objective is to take on the Necromancer that’s controlling it all, no?”
The Necromancer. I’ve heard the name being mentioned more than once. Usually, games were a bit more straightforward about the Big Bad, or whoever would be the endgame boss. In here, it sure seemed to be this Necromancer, though he was only mentioned here and there, very subtly. It probably had to do with the fact that even though I just won over my first boss, I was still a newbie.
“Yeah, I’m going after him sometime. You think I can get other allies?”
She nodded, “Of course. You must or you won’t be able to survive Palace Aureus.”
I cocked an eyebrow. That name was surely new. “Aureus?”
“Yeah, the Palace the Necromancer lives in.” Brianna looked over her shoulder, straightening as she noticed a couple of soldiers making a turn of the road in our direction. It was an interesting phenomenon to watch - whenever a soldier approached us, she straightened, stiffened her shoulders and tilted her chin up. If we were by ourselves, she was the sweetest and sexiest girl I’ve ever met, but it was clear she had a reputation to keep. She probably worked hard to prove herself being a girl that led a small army. One of the soldiers waved at her, and she took a step back. “Well, I have to go back to the barracks. There’s still a lot to do.” She winked as she turned around. “Remember to buy potions and new clothes. You’ll need the defense up!”
She strode down the road, her hips swaying, the hem of her shorts ending a bit above the delicious curve of her ass. I already missed her hard, as hard as my cock inside my pants.
Sliding my menu open, I breathed in and out a couple of times to will my erection away. I checked my money, hoping I had enough to buy a better set of clothes. I couldn’t wait to look more like a knight and less like a peasant. I knew I also needed some more healing potions, just to be sure, before I set out of town. I had no idea where the road would take me this time and how long I’d stay on the road.
Smiling at the small horse sign on my menu, I laughed - at least, I wouldn’t be going on foot. I turned around and entered the city one more time to find the potions and the clothing stores. I was ready for my next adventure.
* * *
As soon as I stepped out of the city gate, a new quest appeared on the corner of my vision in translucent letters.
Reach the city of Averly through the Forest Road.
I smiled, resting a hand over the pommel of my sword. Averly. I wondered what awaited for me there. Selecting the horse button, I turned to watch the animal galloping towards me from wherever horses came from inside the city.
Once more, I marveled at how easy it was to climb it and ride it. Its pace was smooth and my legs wouldn’t ache even if I was in such an awkward position. Pride warmed my heart as I observed some villagers coming from the rivers, waving at me. A small child grinned, jumping up and down as she flapped her arms frantically at me. I waved back, truly feeling like a hero. I turned back on the saddle, adjusting myself over it as I pulled the reins in the forest direction, the trees growing with every step.
Unfortunately, not everything is perfect. As the road entered the tree line, my horse stopped. It did not halt nor tried to throw me off, it slowed its pace down until it stopped. The horse turned around as if it waited for me to drop down so it could go back to the place digital horses lived in.
I bumped my ankles against its sides a couple of times and tried to pull the reins to turn it back toward the forest, but it was no use. It ignored me completely. I opened the menu to check on the button, already expecting the words that followed when I hovered my hand over it.
Your horse cannot enter the forest.
Of course it can’t. I huffed, dropping down and patting its bottom so it could know it was alright to leave. The next moment, it was trotting back up the road, not sparing a single glance in my direction.
I sighed. It was usual for games to set limits, of course. Subtle ways so you would obey the expected path that was laid to you. I stepped between two high trees and under the shadows, crossing my fingers I wouldn’t have to walk the whole day.
After half a mile, I understood why wouldn’t my horse enter the place. It probably was unable to, even if I followed the road. Probably because of the demon attacks and the whole Necromancer stuff, but that Forest Road was definitely abandoned. Not only the underbrush was high and soft, creaking under my boots, but some trees had fallen. Some near the road, some straight over it so I had to climb and jump them.
Hello, game stamina. IRL, I definitely couldn’t pull this off. I climbed the trunk of a huge oak tree, carefully looking for dents where I could place my feet. I sat over it with a sigh, some six feet above the ground, sword dangling by my side. Crossing my leg over it and dropping, I landed with a soft thud on the other side. I wasn’t even out of breath.
The forest darkened with every step I took, trees so close to one another in some places they almost touched. In others, there was some space between the trunks but the canopy was so thick no sunlight came through. I squinted, watching my feet so I wouldn’t trip and fall on my face - even if that wouldn’t hurt, for the underbrush was so freaking high it would work as a cushion.
