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The OP MC 12 Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2022-05-09 13:00:01 +0000 UTCWe’d reached the end.
Everything made a lot more sense now.
The sorcerer had stumbled upon the means to summon the legendary monsters while on a mission to awaken the God of the Plague, but he’d bitten off more than he could chew and found himself a servant to the god he’d summoned. Fortunately, he was a dead sorcerer now, thanks to me.
My mind raced as I considered the implications of what I’d just found. This could change everything. There were more gods in Sorreyal, and they were people like me who were summoned from Earth.
Things were about to get really interesting in this medieval fantasy world.
I had to hunt down this other god and kill him like I had the God of the Purge, but considering how much of a challenge the mind controlling asshole had been, this wasn’t going to be an easy task.
I wasn’t one to walk away from a challenge, though, so I considered what I would have to do this time.
“What are you staring at?” Akina asked in a curious voice.
“Do you not see the words on the wall?” I asked. “They’re right there above the altar.”
“I see no words.” Akina frowned. “Maybe it’s only for the gods to see.”
“That makes sense.” I shrugged. “Mahini couldn’t see the words in my catacombs either.”
“Your catacombs?” Akina asked.
“The ones where I was summoned,” I explained. “I fought off a sorcerer intent on killing me to steal my power, and shortly after that fight, I found an inscription detailing my new abilities and powers.”
“So, what do we do now?” Akina asked, but she kept a tight grip on her flame sword.
“Explore the remainder of the catacombs before we return to our people,” I instructed. “Then we will send a team in to fetch that chest full of gold.”
“Our people will be happy we made it out of this death trap alive,” Akina observed. “There will be celebrations tonight, I can guarantee it.”
“Save me a dance?” I requested.
“Of course.” Akina smiled. “Now, let’s finish this up and get out of here. I’m craving some fresh air.”
“Me, too,” I chuckled.
I cast one last glance at the inscription on the wall before I turned away from the altar, and Akina led the way into the tunnels beside it. We found a few more skeletons guarding empty tombs, and we worked together to dispatch them efficiently. The low level enemies didn’t give either of us any trouble, but it showed there were still things guarding the catacombs the others who came before us didn’t kill.
I found a few more ancient, rusted weapons on the skeletons, but Akina took these and said she’d clean them up. Her interest in the dilapidated blades intrigued me, but I let her have her daggers and didn’t comment.
Once we explored the remaining tunnels, we made our way back to the surface, and I went back through every room we’d explored to make sure I hadn’t missed anything. I aimed for one hundred percent completion, after all.
We passed through the junction where the mummy had lain, and I glanced inside the room with the chest full of gold to double check my memory of its location.
Then we began the trek back up to the entrance.
“Well, that was fun,” Akina said as we made our way to the top of the spiraling tunnel, and then she cast me a quick and shy glance. “We should go on more quests with just the two of us.”
“You’re right.” I grinned. “We learned a lot, too. I can’t wait to tell the others about what I found.”
“Then you’re going to leave the desert, aren’t you?” I could hear the frown in Akina’s voice.
“Does that disappoint you?” I kept my voice soft and comforting.
“A little,” Akina sighed. “But I have no control over these things. I must accept my fate.”
“You make it sound like you’re going to die,” I chuckled. “Nothing bad is going to happen once I leave, and if anyone tries to fuck with the tribes, then I’ll come back with guns blazing.”
“Guns?” Akina asked as she cocked her head.
“Things from my world,” I explained as I turned around and illuminated her face with my flame spell. “They use powder to make a small explosion that sends a piece of metal great distances. They’re like bows and arrows but with metal.”
“There isn’t much metal in the desert,” Akina pointed out. “But they sound useful. Guns. Guns.”
She played with the new word for a while, and I turned back to the front of the tunnel. She’d learn a lot more about Earth if she spent any more time with me, and I looked forward to hearing her experiment with new words. I could offer to bring her back to Bastianville with me, but I wasn’t sure if she would leave her tribe behind in order to travel with my caravan north. There was a very good chance she would reject my proposal, but I had to find out for sure.
I made a mental note to discuss it with her later, and I returned my focus to the tunnel ahead of me.
Daylight streamed in through the open door at the entrance to the catacombs, and I extinguished the flame spell in my hand since I could see without it. The woods outside the entrance came into view, and we paused at the threshold to look around. The forest was quiet except for the occasional chirping of birds, and it seemed like everything was exactly how we’d left it.
“Let’s get back to camp,” I suggested. “I need to discuss what I found with the others.”
“Do you think something bad is going to happen?” Akina asked.
“My fight is far from over,” I said. “But it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
We made our way through the oasis, and we reached the tree line on the perimeter a short while later. The harshness of the sun striking the desert warmed my skin beneath my armor, and I licked my suddenly dry lips. Thankfully, I could see the banners and tents of my army waving in the wind, and Goliath waited on the edge of the oasis for me.
I mounted my steed, and I pulled Akina onto his rump behind me. Then the two of us galloped across the sands toward my camp, and Akina gripped me around the waist tightly as we rode. A scout came up to grab my horse’s reins as soon as we entered the camp, and we both slid off Goliath’s back to land in the sand.
“Thank you,” I said to the scout. “Make sure he has plenty of food and water?”
“Yes, sir, Great One,” the scout replied with a curt salute. “It will be done.”
“Good.” I nodded, but then I turned toward the center of camp. “Let’s find the others.”
“I need to check in with the other members of my tribe to let them know I made it back safely,” Akina said with a reluctant expression. “I’ll meet you at your tent later.”
“Can’t wait.” I grinned. “And thanks again for going on that adventure with me. Your presence made it much more enjoyable than it would have been if I’d been alone.”
“It’s the least I could do, Bash,” Akina said, and she smiled over her shoulder at me before she disappeared between the tents.
“Sir!” Jorgen’s voice called out from my left.
I turned to see the hunter approaching, and I greeted him with a broad smile. Jorgen had been a loyal follower of mine ever since I’d defeated the fire breathing dragon, Smiguel, in Castle Bullard. He’d originally been assigned to me from the duke, but then Jorgen and the others had chosen to follow me back to Bastianville, and they’d all sworn their loyalty to me and only me. I trusted him with my life, and with the lives of those I loved.
“What’s up, J-Dawg?” I asked in a pleasant tone.
“Scouts have reported movement to the west of us,” the hunter said. “They’re coming this way.”
“Who are they?” I asked with a furrowed brow. “How many are coming?”
“It looks like several tribes are traveling together,” Jorgen said. “They’ll arrive before nightfall at their current pace.”
“Well, we’ll be ready to greet them when they arrive,” I said. “I’m sure they’re friendly. We’ve already gotten rid of anything hostile in the Kotar Desert.”
“As far as we know,” Jorgen said in a pensive tone. “There could still be threats out there working against us.”
“Where’s Corvis?” I asked.
“Where do you think?” Jorgen snickered. “He’s with his beloved beasts of burden, of course. Shall I fetch him for you?”
“Yep.” I nodded. “Both of you come to my tent. I have new information to share with you and the others.”
“Yes, sir.” Jorgen saluted before he trotted off to find Corvis.
A blur of motion in the corner of my eyes alerted me to someone’s approach, and I turned just in time to catch Zenda in my arms. The blue-skinned beauty flung herself into my embrace, and she buried her face against my chest. Her algae-green hair tickled my chin, and I smiled as I tilted her head up toward mine. Our lips brushed against each other softly, and the Zaborian sighed into my mouth.
“Nice to see you, too,” I chuckled.
“I missed you.” Zenda’s sapphire eyes gleamed with delight at the sight of me. “You were gone for a very long time.”
“I’ve got news,” I said without preamble. “Meet me at my tent in a few minutes. Once everyone is gathered, I’ll explain what I found out.”
“Is something wrong?” Zenda frowned, and a line formed between her eyebrows. “What happened?”
“I’ll explain everything soon enough,” I said. “Find Caelia and Eva for me?”
“Of course.” Zenda smiled, and it was like the clouds parted to allow sunlight to hit my skin. She was breathtakingly beautiful, and the Zaborian historian was all mine.
I’d first met Zenda when I traveled to her home land, the Zaborial Isles, and she’d crossed an ocean to remain by my side. The blue-skinned beauty was the daughter of the High Priest of the Zaborial Isles, and she was a historian by trade. She knew more about the origins and histories of this world than anyone else I’d ever met, and together, we’d made the very first map of the Kotar Desert.
She slipped between the tents in search of my other two companions, and I watched the sway of her hips as she walked away. I couldn’t wait until the next time I had her alone in my tent, but there were more pressing issues to handle first.
Namely, figuring out what to do about this supposed God of the Plague.
I’d heard reports about the new god’s presence in the desert when I’d visited a peaceful tribe to the south, and a talking tree named Aang had fallen victim to the god’s power of disease. I’d made a promise to help heal him, but I still wasn’t sure how to do that.
Perhaps killing the god would reverse the damage the God of the Plague had caused, but I wouldn’t know until I tried, and there were a lot of steps to take before it came down to that.
Caelia and Eva soon returned with Zenda, and the two women pressed their bodies against mine into a tight embrace. Caelia’s chocolate curls tickled my neck as she laid her head against my chest, but Eva peppered my face with kisses an instant later.
Caelia had lived in Bastianville since before it was renamed in my honor, and she owned a general store in town. The shopkeeper was shy at first, and I’d had to work hard to earn her trust, but now that she’d come out of her shell, she was talkative, funny, and adventurous.
Evangeline Bullard was the daughter of the Duke of Bullard, and I’d first met her on my quest to kill Smiguel. The mischievous noblewoman had disguised herself as a soldier in order to join me on my quest, and she’d been following me around ever since. We were married in Bastianville, and now she carried my baby in her womb.
“Sir,” Corvis said from behind me.
“Corvis, my friend.” I turned to greet the shaggy-headed horse master with a broad smile.
Corvis was another member of the guard selected to help me kill the dragon, but I’d discovered his true talents lay in caring for the horses we rode. The horse master and the hunter stood shoulder to shoulder in full uniform, and they both saluted me in unison. They were starkly different from one another, but they’d formed a lasting friendship during their time following me.
“Good.” I looked around at the small gathered group surrounding me. “Everyone’s here.”
“Except Akina,” Eva noted. “Where did the flame sword wielder run off to?”
“She’s checking in with her tribe,” I explained. “She will join us later.”
“Sir,” Corvis said in a curious voice. “Is this about the group approaching our camp?”
“Not necessarily,” I said. “Why? Is there new information?”
“They still make progress across the sands,” Jorgen reported. “But nothing has changed.”
“Alright,” I said. “Let me know if anything changes, but as of right now, we treat them as friends first. If they pose a threat, we will handle it, but I’m confident it’s one of the tribes of the alliance.”
“So, why did you bring us all here?” Caelia asked. “Is everything okay? Did something happen on your quest?”
“Yes, everything is fine.” I laughed. “I just wanted to share some new information with my companions.”
“Out with it, then,” Eva said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“There’s another god on the loose,” I said without preamble. “And I think this God of the Plague is also from Earth.”
Silence followed my words, but all their eyes widened as they processed the news. Little did they know, the God of the Purge had also been from Earth, but he had died before I could get any other information out of him.
“What does this mean for us?” Caelia asked. “Do you think this new god will be a threat?”
“He already is,” I said. “He gave a disease to a cocono tree, and I believe the sorcerer summoning the monsters was working for him, which means they’ve already moved against us.”
“So, what do we do?” Zenda asked as she bit her lower lip in thought.
“We do what we do best.” I grinned. “We hunt down the threat and eliminate it.”
“You make it sound so simple,” Eva said with a shake of her head. “But the God of the Purge required a special talisman just so you could get close to him. What lengths will we have to go through to fight off this new god?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I said. “I’ll do whatever I have to do to protect my people.”
“We know you will, sir,” Corvis said. “But we have to be smart about it. We don’t want to tip this new god off that we’re onto him, do we?”
“You’re right.” I nodded. “We need to be careful in our next steps, and there’s still a lot of information we still need to defeat this new threat, but I’m confident we can do it if we work together. Just like we always do.”
“With you leading us, there’s no way we can fail.” Caelia smiled.
“There may be bumps in the road,” I said as I stood to my full height. “But I always come out on top in the end.”
“Which is why you have all of our undying loyalty,” Jorgen said with a curt nod. “What’s our next step?”
“First, we need to get back to Bastianville and make sure the town is protected.” I glanced around at my companions, but they all had determined expressions on their faces. “The town has gained a lot of popularity, and everyone knows it’s my seat of power, so it’s safe to assume any enemies will look for me there. If they’re looking for me, that is.”
“We don’t know what this new god’s goals are,” Jorgen pointed out. “Is there any chance they’re harmless?”
“Not much.” I pressed my lips into a thin white line. “Plus, I promised the cocono tree I met, Aang, I would find a cure. We have to take care of this new god before he becomes a problem.”
“The other women will want to know about the new threat,” Eva pointed out. “We should leave for Bastianville immediately.”
“We can wait until dawn,” I said. “But yes, the goal is to return home as swiftly as possible.”
I heard a sharp intake of breath from behind me, and I turned to see Akina with a disappointed expression on her face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You’re leaving at dawn?” Akina frowned. “Why so soon?”
“I have to make sure my people in Bastianville are safe,” I said. “The God of the Plague could be there already.”
“Oh.” Her face fell even further, and she turned away from me. “Thank you for helping my people before you left…”
“Great One!” a familiar voice called from further into camp. “Great One, come right now!”
“I have to go,” I said to the fire mage. “But we’ll talk more later.”
“Alright, Bash.” Akina started to walk away, and I couldn’t see her expression, but her voice sounded dejected. “Until later, then.”
I frowned after her, but I had more pressing matters to deal with at the moment.
I trotted between the tents as I made my way to the perimeter of camp, and a group of people had gathered at the edge of the tent line. They were all facing away from the center, and their gaze fell on the sand dune to the west. I pushed through the crowd to get to the front, and I came up behind the scout, Trava.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Look to the west,” the scout said as he handed me a spyglass. “The people I told you about are getting closer.”
“Alright, thanks,” I said as I accepted the looking device. Then I pressed it against my left eye as I scanned the dunes for people.
Sure enough, I spotted a caravan less than a mile away from us, and they were rising over the dune that stood between us. Judging by the colors of their turbans and robes, there were three different tribes traveling together.
I’d left the allied tribes back at the sorcerer’s fortress, and I’d given them clear instructions to make their way to their new territories to start a new life. These could be some of those tribes, but there was no way of knowing why they were here until they got closer.
“Someone fetch my horse,” I instructed. “And quickly! They’ll be here soon, and I want to meet them out on the sands.”
I had Goliath with me a few moments later, and I mounted up with a single leap. The soldiers and camp followers let out oohs and ahs, so I flashed them a broad smile as I took the reins in my hands.
“I’ll be back.” I nodded to the people watching from the edge of camp. “The rest of you should stay here.”
Then I kicked my heels into Goliath’s flanks, and the white stallion reared before he galloped across the sand in the direction of the oncoming tribes. Sand kicked up in our wake, but I kept my vision locked on the first people in the line ahead. Once I was within talking distance, I pulled Goliath to a halt, and I lifted my left arm into the air in greeting.
“Hello, there,” I said as I scanned the masked faces for any sign of a familiar person. “What tribes are you from?”
“I am Ojini of the Kimaku Tribe,” a man said in a clear voice. “My people fought at the Battle of the Monsters, and we seek shelter for the night among your camp.”
“We are from the Casamoni Tribe,” a man to Ojini’s left said.
“You don’t recognize me, Great One?” a younger voice asked, and the man to Ojini’s right began to remove his turban scarf.
It was Rystuni, the young fire mage from the Kanuaki Tribe.
“Rystuni!” I swung my leg over the side of Goliath’s neck, and I slid smoothly down to the sand before I reached to pull the young man into an embrace. “It is good to see you, my friend. Does that mean all your tribes are traveling together?”
“We seek the northeast corner of Kotar,” Rystuni explained. “Per your instructions, and we figured there was strength in numbers, so we decided to work together to cross the desert safely.”
“Smart move.” I grinned. “Of course all of you are welcome to camp with my people tonight.”
“We have much to celebrate,” Ojini interjected. “But let us save it for after we get our people together. I must bring word that we made contact with the Great One to the chiefs. They will want to see you for themselves, of course.”
“Of course.” I nodded. “I’ll have food and water brought to my tent. It’s at the very heart of camp, can’t miss it. I’ll wait for the chiefs there.”
“Yes, Great One.” Ojini bowed before he turned around and ran back down the caravan to a covered cart.
“I’ll walk with you,” Rystuni offered, and he bumped his shoulder against mine. “Any excuse to spend more time with a god.”
“There’ll be plenty of time for that tonight,” I said, and I jerked my chin toward my camp. “Come on, let’s tell everyone it’s time to party.”
I rode back to camp at a stately pace while Rystuni walked beside me, but we had to shout over the blowing wind in order to have a conversation, so we soon fell silent.
Once we returned to the group of people gathered at the edge of camp, I handed my reins off to a soldier with care instructions for my horse, but then I wrapped an arm around Rystuni’s shoulders and led him toward my tent.
“Tell me everything that’s happened since the battle,” I requested.
“We spent some time at the Brumeux Tribe’s oasis,” the young fire mage explained, and then his expression grew a little sheepish. “I met a girl…”
“Tell me,” I said in a demanding tone, and the younger man chuckled.
“Alright, so her name is Lona…” he began, and he continued his tale as we traversed the spattering of tents.
I listened to Rystuni’s story until we arrived at the center of camp where my tent had been erected, and Eva and Caelia stood up from their spots by the fire to greet us. Zenda exited the tent in a rush, but she slid to a halt when she saw Rystuni, and a smile spread across her face.
“Where’s Akina?” Rystuni asked after he’d greeted the other ladies. “I heard some members of the Kanuaki Tribe are still traveling with you.”
“Akina is around here somewhere,” I said. “I’m sure you’ll see her later tonight. In the meantime, I need your help getting ready for the chiefs’ arrival. I want to throw a feast, but I can’t do it alone.”
“Anything you need, Great One,” Rystuni assured me. “I am at your service.”
I sent the young fire mage on messenger missions throughout the camp, and before the chiefs even arrived at the outer edges, everything was prepared. Music played from around every campfire, and the smell of roasting meat wafted into every nose. The members of the three tribes dispersed among the tents to reconnect with Sorreyalian friends, but a procession of the chiefs continued toward the center where my tent stood.
I waited for them with Caelia, Eva, and Zenda at my side, and Jorgen and Corvis stood at my back. Akina stood to my other side in full battle gear, and she kept her metallic eyes trained on the oncoming procession. I kept my chin up, and my armor had been shined until it gleamed.
We made for an impressive welcoming party, that was for sure. The God of Time and his companions.
“Welcome,” I said in the mixed language I’d created out of all the tribal tongues. “Tonight, you rest among your fellow victors, and tomorrow, we forge a new life in the name of peace.”
“Greetings, Great One,” Chief Takini of Mahini’s tribe said.
“Thank you for sharing your shelter with us,” Chief Ata of the Casamoni Tribe added.
“It is an honor to be among heroes of the desert such as yourselves,” Chief Kuaki of the Kanuaki Tribe said.
“Then let’s party,” I announced, and I clapped my hands together.
Cheers echoed throughout the camp, and the whoops and calls of the tribesmember soon joined them. The combined calls filled the air, and the sound made goosebumps erupt along my flesh.
I had created a powerful force in the Kotar Desert.
And this wasn’t even all of the tribes.
I ate a large meal with the chiefs of the three visiting tribes, and we drank zuzu from the Zaborial Isles as the fire slowly died. The strong alcoholic drink burned my nose, but it’s taste was unlike anything else I’d experienced before. I had brought more than enough to share, and I kept the chiefs’ cups full for hours.
Then the dancing began.
It started out as one or two people wiggling and shaking along to the music, but then more and more people joined in until the entire camp was on their feet and moving in unison.
“Dance with me, Bash!” Eva requested as she grabbed me by the arm. “It feels like it has been forever since we danced.”
“I would love to,” I said as I wrapped my arms around her lithe waist.
I moved back and forth and sidestepped in time to the music while Eva laughed and clapped for my skills, and then we clung to each other as we danced wildly around. Caelia cut in to steal the next dance, and Zenda took the turn after her.
Then Akina stepped up to the stomping ground, and she flashed me a shy smile across the distance between us. I was heading toward her before my mind fully processed her appearance, and a moment later, she was standing right before me.
“Care to dance?” I asked as I held out my hand.
“I’d love to.” Akina smiled, and her metallic hued eyes glistened with delight. “I’ve been waiting patiently for my turn.”
Akina would fit right in with my ladies.
“Follow me,” I said, and I led her out onto the dance floor.
The beautiful fire mage and I twirled around as we went through the movements of the tribal dance, and I wasn’t surprised by the grace and agility the warrior woman showed with the motions of her body. I spun her around faster and faster, but then her movements became more choppy.
“Bash!” she laughed as she swatted my arm. “Slow down.”
“You got this,” I said in an encouraging tone. “Try to keep up.”
I continued to twist her fingers around in mine as she circled faster and faster, but then she lifted onto her tiptoes and spun around like a top. Akina was laughing as she fell into my arms, and I stumbled backward in order to keep my balance beneath the surprise new weight.
“That was so much fun,” she gasped out, and she gazed up at me with adoration shining in her metallic eyes.
“You’re so much fun,” I countered with a wink.
Then Akina suddenly leaned up, and she pressed her lips firmly against mine.
Time stopped.
Fireworks exploded in my mind’s eye.
I surrendered to the kiss, and I held her gently in my arms as I responded in kind. Our lips parted, and our tongues darted out to slide smoothly into each other. Then Akina moaned into my mouth, and my cock instantly hardened.
Fuck, she was sexy.
And I wanted her.
“I’m… I’m ready for more…” Akina muttered when we came up for air. “More than just a kiss…”
“Are you sure?” I arched an eyebrow as I pulled back to get a good look at her. “We have all the time in the world, there’s no rush.”
“I want to know you… fully… before you leave…” Akina avoided my gaze for a moment as her cheeks darkened.
Little did she know, once I had her, there was no way I was giving her up. But we could figure out the logistics later.
“As I do you,” I said, and I swallowed the lump that rose in my throat. She seemed so vulnerable in my arms, so feminine. It just made me want her even more. “I want to know all of you.”
“Then meet me at my tent later tonight,” Akina said in a sultry tone as she leaned up to whisper in my ear. “I’ll be ready for you.”
“Fuck yes.” I nodded. “I’ll be there.”
“I can’t wait.” Akina finally straightened up, but she hesitated before she pulled away from me. “See you soon.”
My entire body felt like it was on fire with desire, and I struggled to maintain my composure as I turned back to my companions. They waited with knowing smiles stretching their lips, and Eva shot me an encouraging wink.
“That looked fun,” Zenda noted in a pleased tone. “Does this mean what I think it means?”
“Akina has invited me back to her tent,” I explained, but I had a feeling they already knew.
“Then what are you waiting for?” Caelia chuckled. “Go to her.”
“You think it’s a good idea?” I asked as I scanned each of the women’s faces, but Eva looked smug, Zenda pleased, and Caelia amused.
“We know it is,” Eva said, and she turned me around before she pushed me away. “Stop wasting time.”
“I’ll see you in the morning,” I said over my shoulder as I flashed my women a wink, but then I turned my attention back to the trek to Akina’s tent.
I already knew which one was hers because I was curious about the beautiful warrior woman, so it wasn’t hard for me to find my way even with the growing darkness. There were plenty of campfires along the way, and torches jutted from the sand everywhere, so the path was illuminated.
I parted the fabric and gazed inside, but I was surprised by how large the space appeared from the outside. A firepit was situated in the center of the room, and some shelves held armor and weapons along the wall, but then my gaze landed upon the bed, and my breath expelled from my lungs in one big gush.
Akina lay naked atop the blankets, and she stretched languidly on her side as she stared up at me. A tan line showed where her armor pieces joined together, and I was surprised at the paleness of her large breasts, although it made sense that they would get less sun. Her metallic eyes were full of desire, and she welcomed me with a sultry look.
“I told you I would be ready,” she breathed in a husky voice.
I stepped inside and let the flap fall closed behind me, but I first went to the firepit to stroke up the flames a bit. I didn’t want my soon-to-be lover getting chilled at all, after all. Then I stared at her and looked her up and down, but I made a new save point before I laid a single finger on her flesh.
I wanted to come back to this moment as many times as possible before I let it go forever.
Akina would be mine.
“What are you doing?” Akina asked as she fidgeted beneath my stare, and a blush darkened her face. “Am I not to your liking?”
“Oh, Akina, you are completely to my liking.” I shook my head in awe. “You’re just so beautiful, I want to soak it in as much as I can.”
“Soak it in closer,” Akina said, and she curled a finger to beckon me over.
I obliged with slow, purposeful steps, and a mischievous grin spread across my face as I slowed my pace.
“I’m going to take my time with you,” I said as I inched my way closer to the bed, and I kept her lithe curves and toned stomach in my gaze as I stepped forward. “I’m going to give you the best night of your life.”
“I believe you,” Akina breathed, and her pupils dilated.
I kneeled at the foot of the bed, and I took her bare feet into my hands before I pressed teasingly soft kisses across the tops of her foot. Then I kissed her ankles, and her shins, until finally, her knees grazed beneath my lips.
Akina’s breath shook with each kiss, and goosebumps followed in the wake of my lips, so I continued to kiss up her body. When I reached her thighs, the desert beauty spread them ever so slightly, but it was enough for me to get a glimpse of her down covered crevice.
My entire body responded to the image, and I groaned with desire.
“May I kiss you… everywhere?” I asked.
Akina nodded, and her eyes were full of desire, so I pushed her thighs even further apart. Then I lowered my head, and I kissed the insides of her legs slowly and tenderly. I went north bit by bit, and soon, I was inhaling the aroma of her sweet juices.
Finally, I lowered my head the last few inches and licked her from bottom to top.
“Bash!” Akina let out a loud gasp, and her legs spread even further, so I got a good look at her juicy wet crevice.
I grabbed each of her thighs, and I lifted them onto my shoulders as I attacked her pussy with my tongue. I flicked the tip of my tongue across her node of pleasure over and over again until her hips began to twitch and her body began to shake. Her first orgasm was good, but not “best night of your life” quality, so I decided to start over.
Chime.
I stared at her beautiful nude form as the alarm sound rang in my ears, but then I stepped forward without waiting for her to ask. I paused at the bottom of the bed, and Akina peered up at me with that sultry, sexy look on her face.
Then I kneeled at her feet, and I took each foot in hand as I kissed it softly. Akina shivered with delight as I retraced my steps back up her legs, and I paused once more to get her consent before I started to eat her juicy pussy.
Once she nodded, I spread her legs and planted soft kisses along the inside of her thighs. I circled up to her abdomen and then back down the other side, and I continued to spiral closer and closer to her down covered mound.
“Yess,” Akina hissed with obvious pleasure when I got tantalizingly close, and I knew she was ready.
This time, I went even slower, and I licked her sporadically when I thought she would least expect it. With each flick of my tongue, her hips bucked upward, and her thigh muscles tightened around my face.
Then I really got to work.
I spread her lower lips open with my fingers until I could see her glistening clitoris, and I pressed my tongue against it from the bottom to the top. Akina bucked her hips, which shoved her pussy against my face, so I drove my tongue as deep as it would go into her tunnel.
She tasted delicious, and I wanted to lick her up.
This time, her orgasm shook her entire body like she was having a seizure, and she tangled her fingers in my hair as I slowly slid a finger into her pulsating entrance.
“Bash, Bash, oh, Bash,” Akina moaned as she thrashed her head back and forth. “How do you do that?”
I didn’t relent until she was begging me to stop.
“I can’t… I can’t take anymore pleasure,” Akina gasped out when I finally pulled back. “It’s too much.”
“What do you want me to do?” I asked in a husky voice.
Eating her out had only furthered my own need for release, and my cock was already making a firm outline against the fabric of my pants.
“Get naked,” Akina instructed as she pulled on my shirt. “I want to see the God of Time in his true form.”
“As you wish,” I chuckled.
With Akina’s help, I removed my shoes, shirt, and pants before I stood before her completely erect, and her eyes took in everything from my toned abs, my slim waist, and the hard on bobbing up and down.
“Like what you see?” I asked.
“You look like a god to me,” Akina breathed. “Now, come here and show me what you can do with that thing.”
“Happily.” I smirked as I stretched out on the bed beside her, but then her mouth was on mine, and all thoughts vanished. We kissed and tangled our legs together, and Akina ground her crotch against my thigh. I could feel the heat and the wetness coming from her, and my cock ached to be inside her.
Then Akina rolled onto her back, and she pulled me on top of her in the same motion.
“Take me, Bash,” she breathed in my ear. “I’m all yours.”
I didn’t need any further prompting, and I gripped my cock tightly in one hand as I stroked the tip against her entrance. Then I felt her lower lips part, and I slid inside with a groan of pleasure.
“Oh, yesss,” Akina moaned as she flung back her head.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I said, and I pulled back to thrust in again. This time was even smoother and tighter, so I struggled to maintain a strong hold on my self control.
“You feel so good inside me,” Akina murmured as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer against her. “Go deeper…”
“Yes, ma’am,” I growled, and I pulled back in order to thrust as deep as I could go into her welcoming tunnel.
The walls of her pussy spasmed around my girth, and her nails dug into the flesh of my back, but I let her hold onto me as tightly as she wanted while the orgasm rocked through her.
Then I stroked my cock slowly in and out of her dripping wet entrance, and Akina gasped each time I filled her up completely. I went faster and faster, thrust harder and harder, until the sounds of her cries of pleasure filled my ears.
After several long minutes of this, my balls began to tingle, so I knew I needed to get a grip of my self control, or this moment would end before I was ready for it to.
I pulled out of her a little reluctantly, but I rolled her onto her stomach and helped her reposition onto all fours. Then I kneeled behind her and entered her with an ass cheek gripped in each hand.
“Uh, yes, uh, uh, uh.” The air expelled from her lungs in a guttural grunt with each deep stroke I gave her, and soon the skin of my legs was slapping against her ass cheeks in a staccato rhythm.
Shivers ran up my spine as my desire built, and I soon realized I was going to explode whether I was ready to or not. At least I could redo this moment as many times as I wanted to, and I wondered if I’d ever get tired of fucking Akina.
Not likely.
I reached around her waist and pressed a wiggling finger against her clit as I continued to fuck her from behind, and soon, I felt her pussy pulsate around my length.
We came in unison, and I clutched her ass cheek tightly as my load exploded from my body like a fire hydrant releasing its water. The spasming and pulsating pussy on my cock only served to lengthen and intensify my own orgasm, but then we both collapsed on top of the bed in a sweaty pile.
I rolled off Akina and sighed contentedly, and the beautiful desert dweller repositioned until she was snuggled up against my chest.
A few moments passed in silence as we caught our breath, but I could feel my new lover start to fidget, and when I looked down, she was biting her lip like she was biting back a question.
“What is it?” I asked as I cupped her face.
“Can I… return to Bastianville with you?” Akina asked in a hopeful tone. “I don’t want to leave your side.”
“I was hoping you would want to.” I grinned and squeezed her in my arms with relief.
Akina was mine.
Forever.
