by Tamryn Tamer
Riseva bit her lip as she stared down at Luna’s striped panties. A second later and the sides of Luna’s panties were perfectly cut by Riseva’s supersonic tails. Riseva yanked the torn panties off and started enthusiastically exploring Luna’s pussy while Luna played with hers.
“You’re so good at this blinky,” Riseva moaned as Luna quickly increased the insanity to match the demoness’ labored breathing. “It feels so good.”
“My name is Luna,” Luna said while biting Riseva’s nipple. She circled Riseva’s clit with her thumb. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Luna,” Riseva moaned as her body tensed up. Luna tried not to jump as Riseva’s stingers slapped the ground uncontrollably. “You’re so good at this Luna.”
“Damn right,” Luna said as she increased the intensity of her finger fucking. Riseva was almost there and she only needed a little something to push her over. “Cum on my fingers Riseva. I want to find out what you taste like. I’m so fucking excited to find out what you taste like.”
“Blinky,” Riseva whined as her pussy clenched on Luna’s fingers and her body seized. Luna relentlessly continued fingering the scorpion-like demoness until her body finally settled. “What the fuck was that?”
“Oh,” Luna giggled as she pulled her fingers from Riseva and started licking them. “This is too fucking good. You never even had an orgasm?”
“I told you I’ve never had sex,” Riseva panted.
“Well,” Luna smiled “We’re just getting started. Want to do something fun?”
“What?” Riseva huffed as Luna got on her knees and started adjusting her position. She moved so her her body was on top of Riseva’s and their pussies were right in front of each other’s faces. “What are you doing.”
“We’ll come together,” Luna said. “What? You don’t want to lick my pussy?”
“You want me to lick your pussy?” Riseva asked as Luna wiggled playfully over her face. Luna smiled as she felt Riseva’s fingers tracing her pussy. “I don’t know how.”
“Just do what I do,” Luna giggled. “And have fun. I’m not judging you. You’ll have plenty of time to learn.”
Luna dove into Riseva’s glistening pussy and began by licking up every bit of the juices surrounding her pussy. Luna shuddered as Riseva masterfully copied her technique and began circling her own drenched cunt.
“Fuck,” Luna whined as Riseva’s tongue slowly swirled inward. “You’re really good. But I’m not going to lose.”
“Luna,” Riseva whined as Luna switched to Riseva’s sensitive clit. She circled it seductively before giving it several playful tongue flicks. “That feels amazing.”
“You feel amazing,” Luna said as she sucked on Riseva’s clit while spreading the demoness’ pussy with her fingers. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“You are,” Riseva said as she started alternating between circling Luna’s pussy and teasing her clit. She was ravenous as she eagerly licked every inch of Luna. The demoness’ technique was amazing, she was a natural, “Your pussy tastes really good.”
“Fuck,” Luna whimpered as her hips started to move on their own. She couldn’t let herself be beaten by a virgin. She buried her face in Riseva’s pussy and started thrusting her tongue in and out of her drenched channel.
“Am I doing okay?” Riseva moaned as Luna utilized everything she knew to coax another orgasm from the demoness. Luna could feel both of their bodies trembling as they enthusiastically licked each other’s soaked pussies. “Fuck! It’s happening again!”
“Let it happen,” Luna whined as she tried to hold herself back. It was unfair, Riseva was only a virgin. Her tongue shouldn’t be so amazing. It was like she knew exactly where Luna wanted her to lick and how fast and hard she wanted it. “Just let it happen Riseva. I’ll lick it all up.”
“Fuck!” Riseva cried out as she came. Luna eagerly lapped at Riseva as she realized she couldn’t hold back any longer. Luna felt pressure well upside of her like a balloon being filled with water and finally, it popped. She convulsed as her juices flowed onto Riseva’s face. “Fuck? Was that supposed to happen?”
“I’m sorry,” Luna tried to apologize as Riseva eagerly licked up her juices. “Fuck, Riseva.”
“You taste so good blinky,” Riseva said as her tails wrapped around Luna and squeezed. “Can I keep going?”
“Okay,” Luna whined. “But just a little more. We need to get back to my master.”
“Do you really think he’s going to win?” Riseva asked while passionately kissing Luna’s pussy. “I hope he wins. He better win.”
“He’ll win,” Luna moaned. “My master is the strongest.”
Chapter 8
Dalmeth's Destruction
Jericho’s eyes searched for weak spots and anything that’d indicate Dalmeth’s fighting style as he approached. What was really concerning him was how he managed to smash Talia into the ground. From his perspective, Talia vanished and then crashed into the ground without anyone actually moving.
While Jericho could hold his own in a fair fight, he found information helped tremendously in an unfair one. And he wasn’t going to lie to himself, the fight was as unfair as they came. A massive demonic monstrosity that healed whenever somebody around him died versus a normal sized mage.
“You have bad luck Dalmeth,” Jericho said as he approached. “First day out of prison and you ran into me. It’s not this land that’s cursed, it’s you.”
“Pathetic,” Dalmeth growled. “Do you really think that taunting me will help you?”
“Yeah,” Jericho chuckled. “Helps my confidence. Nothing quite as confidence boosting than telling an enormously powerful being to go fuck themselves.”
“Annoying mortal,” Dalmeth raised his hand and a dark orb appeared around Jericho. “Die.”
Jericho activated his barrier of light and walked through the darkness like it wasn’t even there. Jericho looked at the dark as he passed and was unimpressed for some reason. He didn’t quite understand it but the darkness he was looking at was different than his. It lacked depth.
“Light magic,” Dalmeth snarled while bearing his fangs. “I’ll just have to shatter that little barrier of yours.”
Hundreds of dark spears crashed down in the spot he’d been a second ago. Jericho teleported several yards to the left while simultaneously creating fifty illusions of himself. He waited to see how Dalmeth responded.
“Trickery,” Dalmeth swung his enormous tail erasing all of the illusions as Jericho shapeshifted into a Seraph and flew upward to avoid the swipe. The archdemon grinned as he attempted to bat Jericho from the sky right before Jericho teleported away again. “I’m going to enjoy tearing you to pieces.”
Jericho populated the sky with Seraphim clones of himself that all flew around avoiding Dalmeth’s swipes. Based on the spiritual pressure Jericho was feeling the archdemon could sense spirits. Fortunately, Jericho’s copies of himself were identical to the real thing.
Illusions were limited by their creator’s knowledge and Jericho’s knowledge of himself was perfect down to his spirit. Even his light barrier’s strength and his facial expressions for when he was struggling or having fun were perfectly detailed in his clones.
Jericho waited to see how Dalmeth would react. He still needed information on how the enormous monstrosity preferred to fight. He knew that the archdemon could use dark magic, counter time magic, and possessed a powerful spiritual aura. Going off that information he would normally assume Dalmeth was a mage but his massive size and physicality called that into question.
“You’re trying to measure me,” Dalmeth smirked as his clones flew around his head. “Fool.”
The sky filled with a thick cold mist which permeated his illusions while droplets of water gathered on him. It was the same method he used when he killed the fairy elders. Dalmeth looked at him with his flaming red eyes and smiled.
“Found you,” Dalmeth growled. Jericho teleported behind Dalmeth barely avoiding an icy tomb the
n realized his mistake as he sensed Dalmeth’s tail heading right toward him. The tail crashed against his light barrier with the force of a mountain being dropped on his head. The powerful blow cracked his barrier and launched him several hundred feet. “Weaker creatures are always trying to be tricky.”
“It’s all we have,” Jericho panted. He climbed to his feet and teleported into the sky again as hundreds of shadowy spears gave chase. He was using up all of his energy avoiding Dalmeth’s attacks in hopes of learning something about the archdemon but getting nowhere. He needed to mix things up. “Here are some good tricks.”
Jericho activated elemental and sensory overload. Jericho shifted to infuse himself with light and elemental magic increasing his speed and power while maintaining his clones. Simultaneously he started firing condensed fire magic at Dalmeth while curving the bullets to mix with the hundreds of illusionary ones his clones were firing.
“Lazy,” Dalmeth laughed while releasing an enormous wave of fire erasing all of his clones. Jericho only managed to avoid it by teleporting to the other side of the wave while it passed but teleporting left him open to an attack. Dalmeth summoned up a whirlwind beneath Jericho causing him to fly upward right before a more powerful blast sent him crashing down. Jericho teleported away as Dalmeth roared, “Coward.”
“For avoiding getting smashed into the ground?” Jericho said from a safer distance from the dark goliath. “I mean, come on! I pulled off a teleportation inches away from being smashed into the ground! Give me some credit!”
Jericho dashed away as a chain of explosions chased him around Dalmeth. Jericho had a flashback to his fight with Mai in Castle Black and teleported away just in time to avoid the enormous explosion the smaller ones were leading him into.
“I will give you credit,” Dalmeth’s said coldly. “You’ve lasted longer than all of the mages before you combined.”
“That’s what I like to hear because I’m the mage that’s going to kill you,” Jericho grinned while launching powerful elemental attacks. He twisted, turned, and teleported constantly to keep from falling into Dalmeth’s pace. Getting near the giant risked getting slapped from the sky by that tail while maintaining a distance meant getting annihilated with magic. It seemed that Dalmeth was neither melee nor ranged.
“Insolent worm,” Dalmeth roared as pillars of fire climbed into the sky. Jericho narrowly evaded the pillars while continuing to circle the archdemon. “I’m going to kill you.”
“You haven’t yet,” Jericho taunted while connecting with the nothingness inside of himself. His control of dark magic was lacking compared to Sable but he had enough to launch spears of his own. Jericho began sending shadowy spears toward Dalmeth only to have them intercepted by the demon’s darkness.
Several of his spears managed to break through and land against the archdemon’s scales only to give him a mild scrape before vanishing. It seemed even the power of the void wasn’t enough to break through the armored flesh of the monstrosity.
“Dammit,” Jericho swore through gritted teeth. Dark magic was the most powerful raw magic he had. There was no such thing as an invincible opponent but it was possible Jericho didn’t have the power necessary to challenge the archdemon. He teleported away to avoid another large explosion. “Lay off for a minute so I can think!”
“No,” Dalmeth answered emotionlessly as the air around them started to thin. He was attempting to suffocate Jericho. “Just die.”
“Not yet,” Jericho growled while pulling available oxygen to himself so he could breathe. He noticed a flicker in Dalmeth’s eye. “Fuck.”
Jericho barely managed to teleport away from the oxygen-fueled explosion. He was furious that the archdemon was ten steps ahead of him. He knew that by suffocating Jericho he’d summon oxygen to himself and he knew what igniting that oxygen would do.
No matter what Jericho used the archdemon seemed to have a counter for it and on top of it all, Jericho’s dark spears were barely denting him and his connection with the nothingness could break any moment.
Both his sensory and elemental overload wore off and before long both his light barrier and connection with the dark would fade away. If that happened the archdemon was going to kill him and if the archdemon killed him, his friends would be next.
“Rizar!” Dalmeth roared as his body glowed. He turned to Jericho with eyes filled with wrath. “After I kill you, I’m going to take my time ripping your familiars to shreds.”
“Theia killed him?” Jericho asked in disbelief. “That a girl.”
The pressure of Dalmeth’s spirit increased and Jericho realized that deaths didn’t just heal him but revitalized everything. Both his physique and his magic were back at their full strength. In short, Jericho realized he was fucked.
“Maznear!” Dalmeth cried out as another glowing wave shot across his body. “Limb from limb. Then I’m going to skin them. I’m going to tear out their insides while keeping them alive like little puppets. I’m going to make them kill everybody they ever loved. Their torture will last for eternity.”
Jericho smiled but couldn’t help but be concerned for Luna. While teleporting was amazing for avoiding confrontation, he had no clue how it could be used offensively. He just hoped that his familiar was smart enough to run if she got into trouble against Riseva.
“Don’t you have to kill me first?” Jericho grinned as the demon turned to face him. His sunken eyes burned red within his skull-like visage. “Come on. We’re just getting started.”
“Die!” Dalmeth roared as the earth cracked beneath their feet. Jericho started downing just about any potion he could pull from his inventory while avoiding countless combinations of fire, ice, and shadows all while Dalmeth’s crushing spirit slowly chipped away at him. “Die! Die! Die!”
“Fuck!” Jericho said as Dalmeth launched a hundred chunks of earth into the air and chained explosions sending the pieces flying like shrapnel. Jericho’s light barrier was flickering as chunks of debris increased the cracks in it. He teleported higher to avoid the exploding chunks of earth. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Jericho looked for Dalmeth on the ground as the dust from the exploding stones settled but couldn’t find him. He felt a sharp pain in his back as his barrier shattered completely and he went flying toward the ground so fast he couldn’t avoid the painful landing.
“Fuck,” Jericho belched out blood as he landed on the ground. He stared at the obelisk in the distance and imagined himself there, insisting it but his body was in so much pain he couldn’t focus. Dalmeth came crashing down like a meteor leaving a crater in the earth near Jericho. The demon smiled as Jericho tried to crawl his feet. “Fuck.”
“I’m going to kill you slowly,” Dalmeth growled as he moved closer to Jericho. “Then I’m going to find that Seraph and kill her slow. Then the Nyxian. I sense that Riseva is still alive so you can die knowing one of your familiars evaded a slow and painful death.”
“Nah,” Jericho vomited blood as he managed to rise to his knees. His arms and legs were mangled and ribs were sticking out from his chest. He didn’t bother counting how many since any ribs sticking out from a chest were too many. “I’m going to kill you.”
“Insolent to the last breath,” Dalmeth snarled.
“Yeah,” Jericho stared at Dalmeth as he spoke. It was time for his backup plan and he wasn’t looking forward to it. He needed to be fast so the demon couldn’t stop him. He envisioned himself inside of Dalmeth’s mouth believing himself there being crunched beneath the demon’s teeth. Given how shattered his bones were, it wasn’t tough to imagine. He appeared inside of Dalmeth’s mouth and before the demon could spit him out slid down his throat. “Fuck!”
The acid inside of Dalmeth’s throat burned off Jericho’s skin leaving him with about as much flesh as a decayed zombie as he landed inside of Dalmeth’s stomach. Jericho tapped into his organs, pulling from anything he felt was unnecessary at the moment to shapeshift a pair of proper arms and began searching his inventory.
/> “Bottom’s up,” Jericho muttered as he dumped a large jar of magus dragon bile into Dalmeth’s stomach. He was almost giddy thinking about what was going to happen. If this didn’t work, he had nothing left. Jericho took out a parchment and ignited it, illuminating the stomach, “Definitely not armored in here.”
Jericho coughed up more blood as he dropped the flame and imagined himself back outside of the monster, but much further away.
“Come on,” Jericho groaned as the parchment slowly fell. “I want to fucking win! Let me fucking win!”
Jericho appeared about a quarter mile away from Dalmeth as he watched the giant start to glow red, then shift to blue, and finally white as the archdemon ceased to look like an archdemon at all and instead took on the appearance of a burning star. Dalmeth struggled and clawed trying to escape the fire but there was no escaping the inferno growing inside of him.
Jericho chuckled as everything in the vicinity of the burning demon turned to lava and slowly flowed downward while the fire burned its way into the earth. Even from a quarter mile away Jericho felt his body sizzling so he imagined Dalmeth was more than well done.
He downed healing potions nonstop since he couldn’t risk dying and healing Dalmeth. He figured Dalmeth was already dead but he didn’t want to take any chances.
“Tell me, Jericho,” Riseva’s voice purred in his ear. “Do you think Dalmeth would heal if I killed you right now? Would all of your work go to waste.”
“Fuck,” Jericho tried to summon up a barrier of light.
“She’s kidding,” Luna said while quickly moving to help feed Jericho healing potions. The extent of his injuries would take long to heal even with the help of potions. Normally if he got that bad, he’d just kill himself but that wasn’t an option until he knew Dalmeth was dead. “You look like shit.”
