Lewd Saga Omnibus: 7 Book Collection: An Epic Digital Fantasy Adventure of Lust, Love and War

by Eden Redd

  Trevor reached over and took hold of Jason’s forearm. Jason looked down as the large bartender pulled his friend down back to his seat.

  “We just had a huge battle and found out something pretty incredible. I think that deserves one more drink. Besides, I can’t get enough of seeing you two,” Trevor grinned.

  Jason’s anxiety slipped away. Sonja smiled as pink touched her pale cheeks. Trevor picked up his drink and held it out. The three of them toasted before putting glasses to their lips and drinking deeply. A stab of heat rolled through Jason, the touch of alcohol hitting him. He was so wrapped up in the game that it didn’t dawn on him that he was seeing his two friends in real life. The comfort rolled through as he looked to them and they looked to him.

  For the time they sat, they made small talk until they finished their drinks. Jason was first to get up and say his goodbyes. Rachel and Trevor eyed him and reassured they would log in soon. Jason bent down to kiss Rachel. Their lips met and warmth spread between them. When the young man stood up, Trevor was up and circling the table with his hand out. Oddness rolled through Jason as he looked down at the out stretched open hand.

  A touch of bravery caused the young man’s heart to beat rapidly in his chest. With a sly smile, he took Trevor’s hand and pulled the bartender close. Trevor’s eyes widened slightly as Jason pressed his lips to him. Tongue slipped in and the familiar feeling and comfort rolled through the two friends. Trevor felt his knees weakened a little and then Jason pulled away.

  “See you both soon,” the young man, turned and headed through the bar.

  Trevor stood, stunned. Sonja looked to him and gave a wide smile as the bar music thumped on in the hazy background.

  Eight

  Shadows lengthened as the sun set close to the horizon. Leaves rustled to small breezes and birds called out, signaling the coming evening. Two travelers walked along the wide cobble stone road. One wore gray armor with gold lines running along the edges in strong designs, a hammer hanging from his belt. The other was subdued with travelling clothes and a light leather corset.

  The man with short blondish hair, thin mustache and small goatish beard looked over at the green haired beauty at his side. Pulses radiated under his skin as she looked on, lost in thought. Her beauty continued to pull his attention and they both knew it. Sensing the paladin’s eyes, the woman let a small smile creep and then quickly smoothed it away.

  “Something you wish to say, Paladin,” the green beauty said with a stern tone.

  “Nothing I haven’t said before, Dragon,” the paladin smiled and turned his gaze to the road.

  The green beauty raised an eyebrow.

  “If you keep calling me by my title, I’m going to call you by yours,”

  Thorrin glanced again to the dragon in elf-ish skin. Their journey together had been filled with adventure, heroic deeds and intimate nights. Together they fought off the undead and secret troll attacks north of the road. It had been an amazing few months and the player had made it a point to game regularly, if not for the adventure, for the company.

  “We should have waited with Lyra back at the monastery,” Emma said, changing the subject.

  “She said she would catch up. I mean, we don’t have much longer to go. We will be at the edge of the dragon cities by tomorrow.”

  Emma nodded, “And then what will you do?”

  Thorrin looked to the road, his own mind wandering. The way she said it was sort of abrupt but she did have a point. His main quest was to escort her to the dragon cities. Now that it was coming to a close, he hadn’t thought much of what to do next.

  Emma glanced over and saw the paladin was thinking, “I didn’t mean it the way it sounded.”

  Thorrin smiled, “I know. To tell you the truth, I hadn’t given it much thought. I assume your wing must be almost healed by now.”

  Emma nodded, “It is. I tried it out last night while you were sleeping. I could fly the rest of the way there.”

  “Maybe you can give me a ride?” Thorrin grinned.

  Emma’s lip curved downward, “It is forbidden for any of the other races to ride dragons.

  Thorrin let out a sigh, “I was kidding.”

  A cloud of silence fell between them as they walked. Thorrin couldn’t understand why she was being distant lately. They had spent so much time together but the last few days, she had been quieter. The player assumed the closer they were to reaching the north, the greater their chance of splitting up. He knew she had obligations to her order but the player did wonder if he could stay and help them with their cause.

  The paladin let his mind wander. The trolls have increased their attacks and kept a strong hold on the Middle Kingdoms. Despite the best efforts of the humans and other races, they couldn’t recapture the kingdoms. The war had been raging for months and the player wondered if he should bring his hammer to the fight.

  Emma glanced over a few times, the silence beginning to unnerve her.

  “I’m sorry if I’ve been a little distant. I keep thinking once we reach the dragon cities, you will leave to continue on your journey.”

  “I don’t have to. I was thinking of how I can help you and your order.”

  The dragon stopped and turned to the paladin. Thorrin turned his gaze to her, watching as she thought of what she was going to say.

  “My order will not allow any race to help or join. They have let their name slip into the world but nothing more beyond that. I’m afraid when I return to them; they will have new missions and quests to complete.”

  The edge of Emma’s lip quivered, “Tomorrow will be our last day, together.”

  Thorrin stared as Emma tilted her head forward, not looking at him. A brief swirl of emotion danced along his heart but it quickly faded. Instead, the paladin lifted a hand and touched her shoulder with a gentle firmness.

  “Emma, if tomorrow is our last day then it was an honor to spend time with you. I’m happy I was able to go this far and I look forward to seeing each other sometime in the future.”

  “We might not….”

  Thorrin cut her off, “I believe we will. I have hope.”

  “You are truly too good for this world,” Emma smiled. “I only hope you can find what you’re looking for once we part.”

  The paladin gazed upon the beautiful elf-like woman, “I found her. Now I wait for the next time to find her again.”

  Pink colored Emma’s cheeks. With great difficulty, she turned and continued walking. Thorrin followed, his heart swelling slightly. The player never thought he could have such feelings for an NPC but he couldn’t deny it either. Whether it was programming, algorithms or super science, the dragon walking a few feet ahead of him filled his heart with loving vibrations.

  Thorrin picked up the pace and was by her side again, “I might lend my hammer to the war. The Middle Kingdoms still need to be liberated.”

  “I know you will,” Emma said with a sad touch to her voice.

  Thorrin knew they couldn’t have their last day together like this, “I’m sure we will run into an inn soon. We could spend the night together with a bottle of wine and light conversation.”

  Emma looked over to the handsome paladin, “That sounds wonderful.”

  “It’s a date,” Thorrin smiled.

  The two adventurers walked on as the sun set lower in the sky. When it touched the horizon, blue sky bled away to yellow and orange. Shadows engulfed the area but the dim light of an inn shined in the distance.

  Thorrin turned to Emma and witnessed a crystal stone appearing in mid-air before her. The dragon stopped walking, reached out and grasped the stone. Without a word, she slipped it into her pocket and continued walking.

  The paladin eyed her for a moment as he continued alongside, “Message stone from the order?”

  “You know I have to listen to it in private,” Emma said simply.

  “You have been receiving one every few days. They must be happy to have you back.”

  Emma kept her face blank, �
�You received a few yourself.”

  Thorrin smiled as he thought of the trolls he helped saved by Apple Shire, “Talisa has been sending me updates from Talon Guard. She has been busy taking care of Pike and Melina.”

  “Now will be your chance to go visit her,” Emma said with a hard edge.

  Thorrin tried to hold back a smirk, “It bothers you that she keeps in contact with me?”

  “She should be spending her time enjoying her new life. You have quests to fight evil. She shouldn’t be distracting you,” Emma fumed.

  The paladin continued to walk, the inn moving closer with each step, “How about we don’t talk about anyone else tonight but us?”

  Emma glanced over, her face red before it drained away back to a lighter shade, “Agreed. You can get the room while I check this message. I’ll bring a bottle of wine when I’m finished.”

  “Sounds good,” Thorrin smiled.

  The two adventurers reached the inn as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. A flash of pinkish red filled the sky before fading into night’s cool embrace. The paladin looked north to dozens upon dozens of twinkling lights. The dragon kingdoms shined their beacons, nearly taking up the entire northern horizon. The player knew they were but a few short miles from their magnificent cities and kingdoms. With time on his hands, he may explore a few of them before setting south to join in the war.

  Thorrin and Emma stepped up the small steps and opened one of the double doors to the inn. Warmth and cheer greeted them as they stepped in. The inn was full of different races, sitting and drinking to their heart’s content. For a war going on, Thorrin thought the crowd was pretty joyful. Eyes turned sideways to the paladin and the cheers and murmur of conversation dimmed in his presence.

  The paladin ignored it as he walked to the bar and asked for a room. The change in mood had become pretty common when he entered a room. Despite the fact that he was chasing down undead, he was pretty relaxed when it came to other crimes. During his travels, he had come across other paladins with an insane need to deal out justice. Not Thorrin. It was the undead he was after. After what happened in Apple Shire, the player knew the dread lords were going to be trouble. Images of Mad Morgan seeped into his mind. The dread lord had resurrected and continued his path of destruction. Thorrin had heard reports that he was driven south of Journey Road but the destruction he left behind was heart breaking. Entire towns were destroyed overnight until several guilds banded together to push him back. The player was glad Apple Shire was untouched. He would occasionally receive letters from the town folk, asking him to visit. The player considered it, maybe on his way back south.

  A barkeep brought over a key and Thorrin handed her two gold coins. Turning from the bar, he watched as Emma stepped through the doors to the outside. The paladin figured she didn’t want any chance of anyone eavesdropping. With a slight shrug to himself, the player made his way to the stairs and the rooms on the upper floor.

  A short walk and turn of a key, the paladin stepped inside the cozy room and closed the door behind him. A lantern glowed as Thorrin tapped at his armor, causing it to fade away. When he was down to his travelling clothes, he turned and fell back into the wide bed. Eyes looking up, he admired the complicated game simulation as dust motes floated and the flicker of lantern light. The bed underneath him was firm and comfortable, almost soothing. He thought he could get some shut eye until Emma came to wake him up. Lids growing heavy, they nearly shut when there was a knock at the door.

  Thorrin sat up and was to his feet. Stepping over to the door, he grabbed the knob and opened it. Emma stood, her eyes bright. The paladin took a step back and let her in with a slight bow. The green haired beauty stepped in and Thorrin closed the door.

  “I hope they…” Thorrin never had a chance to finish.

  Emma latched onto him, drawing him closer and pressing her wet inviting lips to his. The paladin’s blonde eyebrows went up but he didn’t fight back. Emma’s tongue slipped into his mouth playfully.

  Thorrin pulled away just enough to breathe, “I thought we…,” and was quickly smothered again by the dragon woman.

  Hands groped and pulled at his clothes. Hot, wet confusion rained down on the paladin. He never knew her to be this aggressive. When Emma couldn’t get his clothes off, she pulled back for a moment and began ripping her own clothes off. Thorrin watched as she ripped her shirt and it fell away, revealing firm breasts and pointed pink nipples.

  “Undress or I will undress you,” Emma commanded with a sultry hiss.

  Thorrin was so caught up in the whirlwind that he raised his palm to his chest. Travelling clothes faded from sight, revealing his muscled and toned body. Emma snaked out of her boots and white leggings. She stood for only a moment, her pale flesh glowing in the lantern light. Her womanhood was bare and pink lips glistened with intent. Coiling like a tiger, she launched herself at the paladin.

  Thorrin caught her midair and threw her onto the bed, “Emma, we don’t have to be so eager.”

  The green haired dragon crawled forward, turned and lay on her back. Her head hung over the edge of the bed and her hand reached out to grab the paladin’s thick manhood. Thorrin stepped closer as her strong grip would not be deterred. Mouth open, she closed her lips around the tip and gently suckled. Bliss bloomed along nerves as the player found it difficult to pull away. Emma lay with her legs spread and mouth working. Breasts bobbed to slight movements and her valley lay open, away from him.

  Thorrin reached over her, touching fingers to her wet valley. A muffled moan filled the room. Wet sucking sounds reached Thorrin’s ears and his manhood stiffened in response. When Thorrin touched Emma’s throbbing clit, teeth grazed his shaft playfully. The player sucked in a breath as his mind tried to work. She was unchained and needing him in the worst way which was different from their past time together. Before he could utter a word, Emma pulled away and rolled onto the bed.

  “I want this to be special,” Emma said with a whisper.

  Doubt faded as he crawled into bed. It was their last night together. She might have wanted to do this for a while. The player smiled to himself that he was being silly. The game was meant to be played so sex was easy to come by. Thorrin moved in close and Emma took hold of his cock with both hands. Guiding him to her wet slit, the tip brushed against her nub and sent a shudder along her body. Letting go, she grabbed at his ass and pulled him close. The paladin’s spear penetrated her thin space, spreading inner walls to accommodate him. Emma moaned louder and louder, driving him to the hilt. She squeezed in such a way that Thorrin found it difficult to concentrate. She throbbed and massaged him along the shaft, almost like she never wanted to let him go.

  “You’re so tight,” Thorrin said through gritted teeth. He said it more like a question then the fact. He didn’t know she could get this tight.

  “Please, fill me with your seed. Fill me until it overflows,” Emma said with a harsh whisper.

  “We have all night,” The paladin tried to take his time. He liked the buildup but this was happening too fast.

  “Please….fill me…..we can slow it down….afterwards…” Emma begged as her arms and legs closed around him.

  Thorrin pressed against her body, his manhood deep in her valley. The dragon held him in a vice, barely letting him move. The primal need reared its head as Thorrin couldn’t stop the seductive hold she had him in. Moments passed as he stiffened, the urge much too great to hold back.

  “Please….” Emma said before her eyes and mouth made perfect O’s.

  Nerves flared as the dragon in elven skin bucked underneath. Clutching at the paladin, her siren touch was too much for the player. Cock thickening, spurts of molten come burst forth, filling her tight space. The paladin grunted as he drove himself deep, spurting every drop of seed. Emma smiled as she moaned her delight, bodies moving to primal instincts.

  A knock at the door caused the paladin to lift his head.

  “Open the door, I have a bottle of Fire Belly wine ready for the e
vening,” said a voice from the other side.

  Thorrin turned his head and stared down at Emma. The green haired beauty gazed up at him with a wicked smile. Teeth sharpened to points and her smile grew broader. The paladin pulled back but Emma’s arms and legs grew longer, holding him to her. Arms pinned to his sides, Emma’s nose lengthened and curved into a hook. Hair went from light green to dark, entwined with vine like water plants. Her pale skin shifted to a forest green. Pointed pink nipples turned a dark green and breasts expanded to be fuller.

  “Are you in there?” asked the voice from the other side of the door.

  Thorrin stared down in horror at the hag under him. Memories splashed against the shores of his mind of the three nymphs he first encountered when he started playing Lewd Saga. They tried to seduce him and when he didn’t give in, they attacked, telling him how they were going to fuck him and eat him when they were done. When he killed each one, their mother rose up, attacking and poisoning him.

  A spindly hand grabbed the back of the paladin’s head and forced his mouth onto hers. Thorrin tried to break free and call out to the dragon just on the other side of the door. Unable to move, he fought with all his might to break free.

  The door knob turned.

  “The door was open and….” Emma began until she saw the demonic hag holding Thorrin to her.

  Emma’s eyes narrowed as she stalked forward, wine bottle up. The hag untangled her arms and legs while picking up Thorrin and throwing him at the incoming dragon. Emma’s eyes went wide as she changed her stance and lifted her arms up. The paladin’s body struck her with such force, she stumbled back and they both tumbled to the floor, wine bottle flying through the air and crashing against a wall.

  Thorrin rolled to his feet, palm pressing against his chest. Clothes, armor and weapon appeared over his body. The paladin unhooked his hammer from his belt and held it at the ready. Emma was to her feet, wings unfurling from her back and the glow of fire in her throat. They both stared as the hag stood by the window, her body getting larger and limbs longer.