Metal Mage 8

by Eric Vall

  “Don’t tell her she looks beautiful,” Cayla warned, “that’s Mason’s job.”

  I leaned to get a look through the open doorway, and I could see the princess had posted herself on Haragh’s stool in the corner of the shop. Her bazooka laid across her lap as she slowly cleaned some soot from the steel, and she reminded me a lot of the guys in suits and sunglasses I’d seen in mobster movies back on Earth.

  Except in thigh high boots and my favorite leather corset.

  Pindor had his hands awkwardly stuffed in his pockets, and he did a shit job of keeping his eyes on Cayla’s face when he spoke to her.

  “Hey Cay … I mean princ … Your Highness.”

  Cayla only curled her lip in response.

  Then Pindor took in the sight of the sixty or so weapons surrounding him on all sides, and I was glad to see they made the right impression. His eyes were bulging out of his head when he finally looked back at Cayla.

  “That’s a big gun,” Pindor muttered and gestured to the steel laid across her thighs.

  “Oh this?” she asked innocently. “This isn’t a gun. It’s a rocket launcher.”

  “What’s a rocket?”

  “It’s a type of ammunition that explodes on impact and engulfs you in white-hot flames,” Cayla explained. “It works well long range, but I’ve found it’s incredibly fun for close range kills as well. Mason made it for me.”

  Pindor paled a degree and cleared his throat.

  “Is Mason around?” he asked nervously. “I heard he wanted to talk.”

  “Mason’s not home, actually,” Aurora said with an apologetic smile. “We sent the invitation.”

  “Really?”

  I could have slapped the kid for the grin that came to his face, and I was shocked he was cocky enough these days to think my women would invite him to my own house for a frisky night of fun.

  I gritted my teeth, though, and knowing the women were handling his bullshit really did ease my irritation, so I turned back to the pulley system I was working on and left them to it.

  I still kept my ears trained on their conversation, though. This should be fun.

  “I stopped by Mina’s today,” Aurora informed the kid. “Have you seen her lately?”

  “M-Mina?” Pindor stammered. “Um … no. No, I haven’t seen her in a while.”

  “You didn’t think you should stop in and check on her?” Cayla responded. “Maybe help untie her … ”

  “She’s lying,” Pindor blurted out.

  I needed to lean around the corner for this one.

  Pindor had backed away at some point, but Aurora stood only a foot from him with her arms crossed snug beneath her breasts.

  The half-elf slowly shook her head as she kept her fiery gaze on the kid, and when Pindor caught the look on Cayla’s face as well, sweat finally began to drip down his temple.

  “I panicked!” he insisted, and his voice cracked so high, Ruela woke from a dead sleep.

  “Why don’t I leave you tied to a bed for five hours?” Aurora suggested. “I’d love to see how panicked you get then.”

  “Please don’t,” Pindor squeaked. “I didn’t mean to.”

  Cayla sighed. “This should be good.”

  “I didn’t!” the kid persisted.

  “Mina’s a sweet girl, Pindor,” Aurora said as she stepped closer to back him into a corner of the shop. “I don’t like hearing you don’t know how to treat a sweet girl right. Let alone any girl in the Order, apparently.”

  “I would have thought Mason taught you better,” Cayla added, and her tone caused my spine to tingle a bit.

  “I-I know she’s sweet,” Pindor stammered. “I do, and I didn’t mean to leave her there, I just … sh-she’s surprisingly kinky, okay? I panicked!”

  I stifled a loud snort just in time, and Cayla did an admirable job of reining in her own amusement. Her face remained a cold mask, but her eyes sparkled in a way that clearly showed she wanted to laugh so badly.

  Ruela was too curious about the new voice in the next room to stay put, and I didn’t bother to stop her as she slowly prowled her way to the atrium. The wolf dipped her head low and flattened her ears back when she saw Pindor cornered by Aurora, and as her hackles rose in agitation, a giant grin spread across my face.

  Then Aurora sparked her flames right beneath the kid’s scraggly goatee.

  “If you can’t handle a girl like Mina,” Aurora warned, “stay the hell away from Ignis Mages, Pindor. We have no patience for men who don’t know how to fuck us right.”

  Pindor yelped when the bristles on his chin caught fire, and a shelf of silver tumbled to the floor as he scrambled for the door. He slammed into the corner of the wall in his haste, but he managed to stumble out into the night just before Aurora’s trail of flames could lick at his heels.

  Cayla caught Ruela by the scruff of her neck as she snapped and lunged to follow him, and while the wolf’s angry snarls echoed from the courtyard, Shoshanne finally burst out laughing.

  I abandoned my post in the next room to join the others, and I sparked my magic as I entered the atrium to clean up the mess Pindor left behind.

  “You ladies are ruthless,” I chuckled. “I feel better about Mina already.”

  Then I eyed the bazooka on Cayla’s lap, and she smirked.

  “What? I didn’t aim it at him.”

  “It’s loaded,” I pointed out, and I leveled her with a stern finger. “Don’t think I didn’t notice.”

  “You loaded it?” Aurora asked in disbelief.

  “In case I wanted to give him a demonstration,” Cayla admitted.

  “Get that rocket out of there and back on the shelf,” I commanded. “I told you we weren’t killing Pindor. And you … ”

  I turned around to find Aurora smiling smugly to herself.

  When I strolled over to her, the half-elf tipped her chin up defiantly, and I considered the cast of her emerald eyes.

  “Get in bed,” I ordered.

  “I thought I behaved myself,” Aurora replied with a shrug.

  I nodded my agreement. “Just wanna make sure I’m fucking you right.”

  A dirty grin curled at the corner of the Ignis Mage’s lips, and she slowly began removing her weapons while she sauntered off toward the bedroom.

  I followed close behind, but I grabbed the chains off the wall along the way.

  Chapter 16

  I couldn’t believe Aurora managed to get up in time for training the next morning after the exertion of the night before, but I woke to hear her trip over the chains on the floor as Cayla shushed her.

  My eyes barely opened in the dim light of dawn, and I could just make out the two women gathering their weapons in the atrium as they prepared to head off to the training fields.

  I grumbled something that even I couldn’t grasp the meaning of, but it could have been the wine Cayla brought to bed for all of us somewhere near midnight. It proved to be exactly what we needed to carry on into the wee hours of morning, but now it left my limbs heavy and my head foggy with images of my women’s limbs tangled around me in the flickering torchlight.

  Aurora chuckled and came into the bedroom to crawl up the length of my body, and she brushed her lips lightly against mine.

  Then I moved to keep her there, and the half-elf swiftly pulled back with a teasing wink.

  “We can’t be late,” she murmured, “but don’t worry. Cayla and I can lead the mages for the day. Don’t forget you have a giant metal man to build, though. You do have to wake up sometime.”

  I groaned and closed my eyes in response, and Cayla chuckled as the two women headed for the door.

  Once the house fell silent again, I let out a heavy sigh of contentment that was answered by another sigh beside me, and despite my groggy state, the sound immediately roused my interest.

  Shoshanne rolled over to tuck herself against my chest, and she mumbled a good morning that had a hint of a moan behind it.

  I grinned and glanced down to see a familia
r smirk on her face, and when I slid my hand along her plush curves to settle it against her breast, she lightly bit the corner of her lip.

  It never took more than this for me to know what Shoshanne wanted, and as I chuckled and nodded my approval, the woman slowly hitched her leg up to straddle me.

  Deya was deep in sleep beside us as Shoshanne settled her caramel thighs around my hips with a soft sigh, and her copper curls tumbled carelessly to her shoulders as she sent me a sleepy smile.

  Then Shoshanne gently tipped her hips up to slide me into her, and finding her already wet for me sparked a heat in my veins so overwhelming, I had to brace myself for a moment to keep from losing my control right then.

  When she let out a lusty whimper, though, I couldn’t resist forcing myself deeper as I kneaded her plush hips, and the tightness of the woman brought me fully awake as I recalled the first time she’d rode me like this.

  I groaned at the recollection of her first, piercing shriek of ecstasy in the caves up north, and judging by the cast of her warm brown eyes looking down at me, I could tell her mind was in the same place.

  Her ample breasts suddenly swelled as her pert nipples beckoned to me, but when I moved to have a taste, the healer firmly held me down with a husky giggle.

  “You’re not allowed to move, remember?” she murmured.

  I hadn’t even obeyed that one last time, so there was no chance of it now that she didn’t have me on her healer’s table.

  With a punishing hold on the woman’s hips, I firmly moved her against me instead, and Shoshanne didn’t protest in the slightest as she let me do as I pleased with her. She clutched my wrists to steady herself as her breasts jolted with the power of my thrusts, and she wove her hips in hypnotic circles that I couldn’t seem to tear my eyes away from.

  Then her cheeks suddenly flushed a deep red as her breath quickened, and I could feel her building toward a climax as she arched her back and began to quake in my grip. When Shoshanne desperately clutched at her hair and threw her head back, she let out a velvety moan of pleasure, and I felt her orgasm quiver around my cock as I thrust myself deeper to give the woman what she needed.

  Her cry broke into another whimper as she rolled against me for more, and the sensual sound finally roused the sleeping woman beside us. Deya blinked hazily to find Shoshanne’s supple hips grinding on top of me, and as I locked my gaze with hers, a blush came to the beautiful elf’s cheeks.

  I could tell by the look in Deya’s eyes how badly she wanted me inside of her already, and as Shoshanne leaned forward to bite at my neck, I caught her by the curls to keep her flush against me.

  “Get her ready for me,” I ordered, and Shoshanne suddenly blushed in earnest under my gaze.

  “I’ve never … ” she sighed, but her words were lost in a gasp as I thrust more forcefully into her tight tunnel.

  Shoshanne nodded as she kissed me hungrily, and then I swiftly rose and flipped the healer onto her knees. She didn’t hesitate to part Deya’s thighs for her, and the beautiful elf sighed her approval as she kept her eyes on mine.

  Shoshanne began to tease Deya’s clit with her tongue, and when the elf let out a soft moan, I finally gave the healer what she wanted again. As I watched Deya clutch at the woman’s copper curls for more, I slowly slid myself into Shoshanne one inch at a time, and the sleekness of her entrance proved how much she liked doing what I commanded of her.

  She always had.

  So, I took a firm hold of Shoshanne’s hips as I gave her my full length, and the muscles in her back twitched as she moaned and braced herself against Deya’s splayed thighs. The power of my thrusts shook through both women as Deya began to tremble with desire, but she didn’t take her eyes off me for even a second while she watched me pound into Shoshanne without restraint.

  Before Deya could climax, though, I felt Shoshanne begin to shake straight to her core, and she pulled back from between the elf’s slender thighs to let out a shriek of ecstasy. Deya moaned desperately to be released as well, but she could only watch as I drove myself into Shoshanne one last time and held her steady through her climax.

  I couldn’t hold back any longer, and when I finally let myself cum, Shoshanne bucked wildly in response as my seed coursed through her moist, trembling tunnel. Her tightness only spurred me on as throbbing heat coursed between the two of us, and with a jolt of pleasure pulsing up my spine and shooting straight through my limbs, my hunger only seemed to ripen.

  My own climax pushed Shoshanne over the brink again, and I kept Deya’s slick entrance in my sights while the healer finished another orgasm that left her completely limp in my hold.

  Deya’s hips writhed impatiently while she watched me give Shoshanne what she craved most, and I released my hold on the woman beneath me when I saw the beautiful elf couldn’t wait another second.

  Shoshanne gasped when I pulled my girth from her, and as the caramel beauty dropped across the sheets with a satiated sigh, I roughly dragged Deya over and pinned her thighs apart with my own.

  The woman’s breasts heaved in her arousal as she looked up with desperation burning in her violet eyes, and I gently closed her slender neck in my grip as I brought my lips to her ear.

  “Don’t worry,” I growled as I slipped my still hard cock into her waiting body. “I’ll give you what you want.”

  What she wanted took another hour and a half since Shoshanne had more demands to make of me as well, and after their last, simultaneous orgasms echoed throughout the entire forest no doubt, I collapsed in exhausted bliss between the two panting women.

  Every inch of me burned for more at the sounds of their breathless giggles, and I was just about to make a few demands of my own when a knock came from the front doors.

  “Nooo,” I groaned and instinctively caught hold of both women.

  Shoshanne let out my favorite husky laugh as she pressed her supple body against mine.

  “Duty calls, Defender Flynt,” she murmured, but then she teased me with a light bite she knew I couldn’t resist.

  I sent the healer a warning look and quickly rolled to pin her down once more, and just as she wantonly rolled her hips against my rigid cock, another, louder knock sounded at the door.

  “Godsdamnit,” I growled and forced myself to abandon my place between Shoshanne’s heated thighs.

  I probably looked ready to murder Kurna when I tore the door open, but the man brazenly grinned anyways.

  “Before you shoot me,” he chuckled, “consider that there are twenty-five Defenders out here to bear witness.”

  The door slammed quicker than Kurna could blink, and I rifled my hair as I headed back toward the bedroom.

  Deya sighed with disappointment when she saw me pull my clothes from the corner, and as much as I wanted to remedy that for another hour, I knew Shoshanne was right.

  Duty was definitely calling, and if it was in the form of twenty-five full-fledged Defenders, it wasn’t something I was about to dismiss.

  Even for the look in Shoshanne’s eyes.

  “But I wasn’t done with you,” the healer purred.

  “Neither was I,” I assured her, and I came over to get one last taste of the woman’s roving tongue. “I’d tell you to wait here for me, but I believe you have some duties of your own to attend to.”

  I abruptly tweaked the meat of her ass to get the woman into gear, and when Shoshanne let out a screech of surprise, Deya fell into a fit of giggles.

  In less than a second, I was pulling on my bloodied tunic and heading for the atrium, and I heard Kurna chuckling to himself outside as the women’s giggles shifted into exhausted sighs.

  I turned back for only a second to eye the two naked women strewn across the bed, and I sent them a wink.

  “You ladies better not spend all day in there,” I warned. “That was meant to wake you up.”

  “I thought I was waking you up?” Shoshanne teased.

  “Oh, I’m up,” I assured her as I shifted to try and ease my erection.

/>   With the Defenders waiting right outside for me, the last thing I needed was more enticement. So, I quickly turned away as both women crawled across the bed to finally get dressed, and I forced the image of their bobbing breasts to the back of my mind.

  Kurna was posted with his back against the house and his arms crossed when I reemerged in a more appropriate state, and a few of the male Defenders chuckled their appreciation as I sent them all an awkward wave.

  “Sorry about that,” I muttered. “Good morning.”

  “Better than good, I would imagine,” Kurna said with a smirk.

  The fact that several of the onlookers were attempting to hide their grins made me furrow my brow, and I casually turned my back to the crowd of Defenders as I leaned toward Kurna.

  “How much of that did these guys hear?” I mumbled quietly.

  “Only the last one,” he whispered back. “It was a hell of a finale, though.”

  I coughed to mask my own laughter as the man nodded his approval, and then I attempted to look like the leader I was supposed to be when I turned back to the others.

  “Again, my apologies,” I tried, “why don’t we take this meeting to the pub? Breakfast is on the house, and we can discuss things there.”

  Apparently, the group of Defenders were more than happy to dismiss just about anything for the promise of a hearty meal, and as I trailed behind with Kurna, I sized up the crew of mages.

  They were all dressed in their Defender gear with black boiled leather vests and vambraces, and their crisp white tunics all bore distinct hems displaying their individual elements. It was a decent mix of Terra, Ignis, Flumen, and Aer mages, and all of them had swords like Aurora’s sheathed at their hips.

  I couldn’t help but notice the light gasps coming from the younger mages who caught sight of us through their windows, and they gaped and pointed as the crew of Defenders moved as one through the lanes of the village.

  When we entered Flynt’s Pub, the whole place fell silent as every mage turned and stared.

  The mass of Defenders was a commanding enough sight to send the three nearest tables of mages shooting to their feet, and they promptly vacated their places for us without a word.