Swordsman of the Rift

by Brandon Varnell

  Adina had a rich taste. I couldn’t really describe it, but she was delicious nonetheless. I found that I couldn’t get enough of her. As she released a flood of pussy juice, I lapped it all up, licking her pussy lips, thighs, and anywhere else to avoid missing a single drop.

  While I was enjoying Adina’s taste, Michelle was biting her lip, and I realized with some shock that she had spread her legs apart and was massaging her clit. She, unlike me, had been wearing underwear. However, her beautiful white panties were now hanging off one of her legs as she masturbated in front of us. It was so surprisingly lewd of her that I could hardly think for a moment. In that time, Adina began fondling my balls as she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, which caused a powerful pressure to build up inside of me before it was released.

  Adina must not have been expecting me to release such a huge flood of cum. She jerked back and coughed several times as she sat on my chest, cum dripping from her mouth.

  “I’m sorry,” I said. “I should have warned you that would happen.”

  I actually hadn’t know that would happen. Even though I had accepted that I was not in some kind of virtual reality or whatever, I still didn’t fully understand everything.

  “It’s fine.” Adina closed her mouth and swallowed what was inside. “You definitely taste like strawberries.”

  “I’m not sure that’s a good thing.”

  “It is a good thing,” Adina assured. “I love strawberries.”

  Saying this, she scooped up what fell onto her breasts with her fingers. Now coated in white and sticky fluids, Adina stared at her fingers with fascination before she stuck them into her mouth. Her eyes were glowing as she licked my cum off her fingers. The act caused my flaccid dick to once again stiffen.

  “It looks like you’re ready for more.” Adina turned around so she was facing me, then slid down my stomach until her ass rested against my cock. She rubbed that delicious backside against me, a smile growing on her face. “Are you ready for the next step?”

  I glanced at Michelle, who was no longer stroking her pussy. She was resting against the head of the bed, her eyes glassy, hand hanging over her vagina, just barely concealing it from view. From her heavy breathing and the sweat covering her body, I could tell she had orgasmed.

  I looked back at Adina.

  “More than ready,” I said, placing my hands on her hips.

  Adina raised her hips. I helped her line her pussy up to my dick, and then she slowly went down. Inch after inch of my cock disappeared as her pussy lips slowly spread apart to accommodate me. Adina bit her lip with her sharp canines as an expression of pain appeared on her face. It seemed even virgin succubi experienced pain their first time. However, she didn’t seem to have a hymen either. Her ass was soon resting on my thighs and balls and my dick was completely engulfed in her.

  I breathed deeply as I tried to keep myself from blowing my load early. Adina’s pussy was quite possibly the best I’d ever experienced. Her walls conformed to my dick, not too loose or too tight. It was like someone had created a mold of my cock and used it when making Adina.

  As I wondered if this was another succubus power, Adina placed her hands on my chest, raised her hips, and brought them back down. The loud smack of her delicious ass hitting my thighs caused my thoughts to disappear as I focused on this gorgeous creature riding me. I kept a firm grip on her hips as I thrust upward, meeting her downward motion somewhere in the middle. Adina’s soft moans became louder and louder as she increased her pace.

  With her increased pace came an increased movement with her tits. They bounced up and down, up and down, constantly jerking and jiggling. The straps keeping her nipples hidden came undone. I could see her areolas and soft pink nipples. They were inverted. Now that was a surprise.

  I sat up as Adina continued to ride me and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. Adina screamed as she hugged my head to her chest. Meanwhile, I stuck my tongue inside of those inverted treasure troves, flicking it inside of her as I coaxed her nipple out. It stiffened as it emerged, and I didn’t hesitate to swirl my tongue around it.

  The heady scent of sex had completely overtaken the incense. Mine and Adina’s bodies had become covered in a thick layer of sweat. We rubbed against each other as she bounced on my dick. I kept my mouth firmly attached to her nipple as my hands slid from her hips to her ass, which I smacked once before massaging it.

  Adina’s pussy tightened around me like it was trying to milk my body of all its essence, and then I came immediately after. As my seed flooded her womb, more of Adina’s pussy juice flowed around me.

  Her body went limp. I blinked in surprise as the woman’s muscles and limbs became slack.

  “Adina?”

  When I received no response, I set the woman on her back and studied her. Adina’s eyes were open, but they were glassed over like no one was home. She was breathing, which was good, and I watched as her chest rose and fell, causing her wonderful tits to jiggle. I wanted to play with them some more, but there was another person who we had been neglecting.

  I turned to Michelle.

  Michelle had begun rubbing herself again after me and Adina started having sex, but now she had stuck her toga into her mouth, muffling the moans that threatened to escape. This had also caused her toga to lift up. Before, it was hard to see what was happening because the toga kept shifting around, but now I could clearly see her furiously rubbing her clit. Her hand and thighs were drenched in juices, and a large stain was spreading out from underneath her bottom.

  I went over to her.

  “Let me,” I said before grabbing her hips and pulling her toward me.

  “Ah. W-wait!” Michelle released the toga in her mouth and suddenly shouted at me.

  “Yes?” I asked.

  “Um, uh… please be gentle,” Michelle muttered. “I’ve… never done anything like this before.”

  I smiled. “I will.”

  As I laid her down, I positioned myself between her legs and began licking her thighs and pussy of all the juice she had already released. Her taste was lighter than Adina’s. Not as thick. However, there was something refreshing about her that I couldn’t grasp. As I cleaned her off with my tongue, Michelle released several soft moans that had a hint of shyness to them. It was so different from the enthusiastic Adina that I couldn’t help but find it adorable.

  It also made me want to hear what she sounded like when she was crying out in ecstasy.

  “OOH!!”

  Michelle released a loud scream and her hips jerked as I placed my mouth over her clit and flicked it with my tongue. At the same time, I pressed one of my fingers against her lips and slowly pushed my way inside. Her pussy walls pulsed as I curled my finger and searched for that sweet spot. I found it when her entire body convulsed, then rubbed it.

  The scent of Michelle’s sweat filled my nose, arousing me to continue what I was doing. Michelle’s body shook, her thighs trembled, and her moans cascaded around my ears like a beautiful symphony. I wanted to hear more. When I looked up, I couldn’t see her face, but I saw the way she was fondling her own tits, still covered by her toga. I wished I could see them in all their uncovered glory. Maybe later. For now, my goal was to make her orgasm.

  Michelle’s back arced as she came. I wasn’t sure if this was the second time or the first, but her juices flowed around my fingers, which I removed as she slumped back onto the bed. I brought my hand to my mouth and sucked my fingers clean, enjoying her taste, then positioned myself between her legs and leaned over.

  “Michelle?” I said. She blinked and looked at me. “Can I fuck you?”

  “You can’t,” Michelle said immediately, turning her head. “You can’t fuck me… but you can make love to me.”

  I gave her a helpless smile as I turned her head and leaned down for a kiss. I wasn’t sure I recognized the distinction between fucking and making love, but I could tell this was important to her. My kiss was gentle and tender. Well, I hoped it was gentle
and tender. At the very least, Michelle responded to me with an eager moan as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in.

  As I kissed her, I grabbed ahold of my dick and pressed it against her sodden entrance. Unlike Adina, Michelle had a small patch of trim pubic hair, which I felt as I ran my cock over her. Her hair was very fine. I slowly pushed my way inside, a nasally gasp escaping my mouth as I realized she was much tighter than Adina. Once my cock was buried inside of her, I tried to pull out and found that moving was hard. It was like her pussy wanted to suck me in and keep me there.

  “You’re… you’re inside,” Michelle muttered with a breathless, shocked tone.

  “I am,” I said. “You’re really tight.”

  “S-sorry.”

  “Why are you apologizing?” I chuckled as I leaned forward and kissed her nose. “I love how deliciously tight your cute pussy is.”

  “D-don’t call it that. That’s so crass.” Michelle turned her head to once more look at something that wasn’t me.

  Another chuckle escaped my lips as I leaned down and placed my mouth against her neck. Michelle stiffened as a low moan escaped her lips. I began kissing my way along her neck, listening to the rise and fall in Michelle’s pitch. It wasn’t long before I found a small area on her neck that caused the greatest reaction. With a slight grin, I lightly bit down on her skin and sucked on it.

  “Ooooh! W-what is this?!” Michelle sounded confused as her pussy convulsed around me, but I couldn’t answer her question.

  I rocked my hips and slowly began working my way out, pulling my dick out until a cool breeze hit the half that I managed to pull outside, then pushing back inside. Michelle moaned as she turned her head to kiss me. Her hands moved to my back, grasping at my shirt, while her legs wrapped around my hips. I felt a pair of feet lock on the small of my back. With every slow thrust inside of her, Michelle would help pull me in with her legs and feet, allowing me to reach so deep I felt like my dick was pressing against her cervix.

  As our slow lovemaking reached a crescendo, I felt my balls and stomach tighten. With a muffled grunt, I released my seed deep inside of her. Michelle moaned into my mouth again. Her fingers gripped my shirt tightly and her legs shook as if the muscles were spasming. A moment passed before she relaxed, legs unhooking and falling to the bed, arms releasing me.

  I slid out of her pussy with a wet plop and noticed I had cream-pied her. My sperm spilled from her pussy and onto the bed. I groaned when my dick tried to get hard again, but I was pretty spent. Rolling onto my side, I released several deep breaths and tried to slow down my heart rate.

  As I laid there, Michelle turned over and snuggled into my armpit. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder in an almost unconscious gesture. Her warm body against mine was pleasant. I looked down at her and noticed that her wings had folded up against her back. Soft feathers brushed against my arm, tickling my knee.

  I looked from her to Adina, who still seemed to be off in never never land. She was near the foot of the bed. A frown appeared on my face as I thought about picking her up and bringing her over into this small cuddle session, but I was so tired my eyes were already closing.

  Sleep overcame me before I could think of doing anything else.

  I woke up the next morning feeling oddly refreshed. Sitting up in bed, I noticed that neither Michelle or Adina were with me. That made me frown. However, just as I was about to grow concerned, a voice spoke up from my left.

  “I see you’re finally awake.”

  Glancing in the direction of the voice, I found Adina and Michelle, fully dressed and standing by the bed. Adina was all smiles while Michelle wore a small frown. The archangel placed her hands on her hips as she looked at me like a stern teacher who was about to lecture her student on his poor behavior.

  “Come on. We need to get moving. We’re going to confront Naamah.”

  I climbed off the bed and stretched my body out for a moment. I wasn’t wearing any pants, so my dick was flopping around. Adina licked her lips like she was looking at a piece of prime beef, but Michelle blushed and averted her eyes. That was cute. As I put on my pants, I glanced at Adina, who had the most vibrant glow I’d ever seen. Michelle was glowing too, but the succubus’s glow was actually physical, like there was a sheen of light overlaying her body. What’s more, two new appendages were jutting from Adina’s back.

  Her wings.

  They weren’t very large and protruded from the middle of her back instead of her shoulder blades like I would have expected. They appeared almost leathery and reminded me vaguely of batwings, but I think that was because of the bone structure. As I stared at them, her wings flapped a little, and I looked from them to Adina’s smiling face.

  “You’ve reached level 50,” I said with a small grin.

  Adina giggled. “That’s right.” She thrust out her chest. “Thanks to you, I am now at level 52.”

  I nodded as I did the attached the belt with my sheath to my pants and began putting on my armor. If Adina was at level 52, then it meant we were ready.

  It was time to face off against Naamah.

  Chapter 9

  Naamah was seated on her throne just like she had been the last time I came here. Back then I had been with Brad, Elric, and Vyra, but this time I was with Adina and Michelle—a succubus and archangel respectively, and also my… lovers? I don’t think we had really defined our relationship, but yeah, I guess that was a good enough term to describe what we were to each other for now.

  Our opponent had the same dark blue skin I remembered, sat with one leg crossed over the other, and was leaning back with the same look of arrogance from before. A smile curved her lips as we approached. I glanced at the strange yellow lines, which supposedly came from one of the worlds she was Soul Bound with.

  According to Michelle, Yellow represented the power to boost morale and cast illusions. Meanwhile, her dark blue skin, which I believed was a mixture of black and blue instead of just pure blue, was the representation of water and death. It was very likely she could use spirits, sleep magic, create psychic shields, absorb negative energy, and control darkness. While I was confident we could take her, I wasn’t gonna lie and say this wouldn’t be a hard fight.

  “I thought it was odd that Maliperum hadn’t contacted me in so long,” Naamah said, eyes narrowing. “The last time she talked to me, it was to inform me that you, human, were being incredibly difficult and resisting her interrogation methods. She said she had everything under control… but I guess that was a lie.” She paused as her eyes shifted to Adina, who glared at her with a look of such viciousness it was honestly shocking. “Little Adina, are you really going to betray me after everything I have done for you?”

  “You haven’t done anything for me!” Adina shouted harshly. The anger in her voice was palpable.

  “Oh, but I did.” Naamah seemed to find Adina’s anger amusing, for the smile on her lips grew wider. “I took you in when you had nowhere else to go. You have a place to call home because of me.”

  “You’re the one who took my mother away from me!” Adina snapped. “Home? Ha! You stole my home from me, and then you enslaved me! It’s because of you that I don’t have a home!”

  “Oh, my. How could you say something so cruel? This hurts me too, you know.” Naamah raised a hand to her cheek in shock, as if she was appalled Adina would think her so cruel. It was clear to me that she was mocking Adina. “I had no desire to seal your mother away, but I simply had no choice. Your mother had gone insane and become a threat to the succubus race. I had to seal her for all our sakes.”

  This woman’s words were like a sweet poison, spoken with a lilting voice that could bewitch the mind and make even the most stoic of warriors fall to her whims. However, mixed with those honeyed words was a biting venom. Even I could sense the ill-intentions pouring from this woman.

  Michelle stepped forward before Adina could shout some more. A ball of light agglomerated in her hand, then extended and became a sword when she cl
osed her fist around it. She pointed the sword at Naamah, eyes narrowed, mouth drawn into a stern frown.

  “I do not particularly care about the squabbles between succubi,” she said in a cold voice that could have frozen over Hell. “After I was blasted out of Heaven, you captured me, bound me to that wretched woman, and forced me to endure more humiliation than I care to remember. For that alone, I will kill you.”

  “Oh, dear. It seems I am really hated here. Well, I am fairly used to this. To become the Queen of all Succubi, one must be prepared for those who would despise her to rise up in rebellion. Very well. Allow me to show you the might I have acquired since becoming the ruler of this world.”

  Naamah stood to her feet, the action so smooth and sensual I felt a slight twitch in my mental state. She looked at us with those glowing red eyes as her wings extended from her back. Unlike Adina’s, these were large and imposing, creating a uniquely intimidating aura that enhanced the sensual allure of her barely clothed figure. Her spaded tail swayed back and forth as the horns on her head glowed with a mysterious yellow light. The symbols running along her body became brighter.

  My breathing caught in my throat, and then I suddenly felt a strange tug at my chest. The world around me shifted, turning gray, then fading out to create a small tunnel that led to Naamah, who stared at me with those beautiful and glorious eyes. As I stared at her, unable to see anything else, she extended a hand.

  “Come to me,” she said, her voice a seductive whisper. Oddly enough, her lips did not move. It was like she was speaking directly into my mind. “Come to me, and I shall grant you pleasure beyond imagining. Come to me, and I shall give you everything you could ever wish for.”

  I knew her words were like a poison, but even though I knew this, my heart lurched. It felt like something was yanking on me. My mind was being overridden with something, a compulsion that told me to take her hand, that said everything would be better if I joined hands with her. I did my best to resist, but I could feel my willpower slipping.