The OP MC 5: God of Winning

by Logan Jacobs

  Chime.

  I didn’t waste any time getting inside my soon-to-be bride, and she orgasmed around my shaft multiple times before I released a bucketful of my seed deep inside her tunnel.

  Chime.

  We made love in pretty much every position I could think of, and then we came up with a few new ones of our own. I had her bend over doggy style, then we sixty-nined, and during one run through, I had her wrapped up like a pretzel.

  Chime.

  Chime.

  I came in her mouth, on her breasts, and inside her tight little tunnel more times than I could count, but nothing really quite matched the beauty of my first run through of the evening, so I reset back to my save point for a final time.

  This time, I went slow again, and I had her reach climax four times before I entered her soft, squishy well of pleasure. I made love to my fiancée slowly, and I savored every sight, smell, and taste she provided until we were both exhausted.

  I made a new save point to finalize our night as she laid her head on my chest and curled her legs around mine. We talked about our future wedding again, and my future wife fell asleep with a smile on her lips, so I was beyond satisfied.

  The next morning dawned bright and early, and my eyes popped open of their own accord. I felt full of energy and ready to take on the world, so I slid out from beneath Evangeline and pulled on my clothes from yesterday.

  I knew the late riser would be asleep for a few more hours, so I tiptoed out of the room with my boots in my hand, and I went out in search of some breakfast.

  The servants of the king’s palace usually had a spread of breakfast foods available before I woke up, but it was still early. I found the staff in the process of laying out the trays when I entered the kitchen, and I nodded to them in greeting.

  They didn’t say anything to me, so I grabbed a plate and began to help myself. I scooped up some biscuits and gravy, grabbed several pieces of bacon, and filled a glass with a red liquid I assumed was a kind of fruit juice.

  Riondale trotted into the kitchen looking well-rested and ready for the day, and the young lieutenant saluted when he noticed me.

  “How was your night?” Riondale asked with a subtle smile, and his brown eyes danced with amusement.

  “Perfect,” I assured him. “I don’t know how I ever got so lucky…”

  “Maybe it’s the godly powers,” Riondale suggested with a shrug.

  “True,” I chuckled. “I just didn’t want to rub it in.”

  “Oh, there’s nothing to worry about there.” Riondale clapped me on the shoulder, and then he grabbed a plate for himself. “I am honored to serve you, Great One. Hearing of your exploits just sweetens the deal.”

  “I’m glad you think so.” I finished getting my breakfast gathered, and then I headed into the dining room.

  The young lieutenant followed after me a moment later, and the two of us sat down to enjoy our food.

  “So, some of the volunteers came to the palace yesterday while you were holding your interviews,” Riondale informed me between bites. “They were worried about not being trained to fight.”

  “We will be in Vallenwood for a short while still,” I pointed out. “I’m helping the king select the court wizard to the new Duke of Arginold. We have time to train them, if that’s what they want.”

  “Forgive me if it’s insubordinate,” Riondale said in a worried tone, “but I assumed you would say that, so I already started to work with them. We ran through some drills yesterday, but after I eat, I’m going to meet up with them again.”

  “Take Niconor, Jeron, and Bron with you, too,” I suggested. “They’re still needing some practice.”

  “Yes, sir.” Riondale nodded crisply.

  “Good work, Ri-guy,” I said, and I noticed some of the tension leave his shoulders. “If you’re going to be my general, then you’ll need to get comfortable making some decisions on your own.”

  “Would Jaxtom not make a better candidate?” Riondale frowned. “You’ve known him longer, and he is more respected by the people of Bastianville.”

  “Jax also has a shop to think of,” I pointed out. “He’ll stay plenty busy outfitting our army, so I don’t think he would have time to lead them on top of that. No, you are my top pick, Ri-guy. If that’s something you even want?”

  “Of course, sir.” Riondale blinked at me in confusion. “It would be the highest honor you could bestow upon me. I couldn’t have predicted you would ask me in my wildest dreams.”

  “Glad I could make your dreams come true,” I said, and I flashed him a grin. “It sure takes a lot of weight off my shoulders knowing I have someone I can count on. There are some nefarious deeds going down, and I need good men at my back.”

  “I have your back,” Riondale assured me. “I hope you always feel like you can count on me.”

  “Me, too,” I laughed, but then the upcoming assassination attempt sprang into my mind, and I frowned. “There’s something else I need to discuss with you.”

  “Anything, sir.” Riondale matched my frown with his own.

  “I have learned there will be another attempt on our lives soon,” I informed him in a serious tone. “This time, it will be focused on my women.”

  “Who would do such a heinous thing, here in the palace of the king?” Riondale shook his head as he clenched his fists. “Don’t worry, sir. I won’t let anything happen to them.”

  “Neither will I.” I scratched my chin as I thought over what I needed the lieutenant to do. “I’d like to keep the girls well-guarded. While they can protect themselves for the most part, I’m not leaving anything to chance. Any time they leave this wing of the palace, I want an armed guard with them. Even Mahini, although I know she’ll argue.”

  “Who will argue?” Elissa asked as she bounced into the room with a plate full of food.

  “You’re up early,” I observed, and I leaned my head back so she could plant a kiss on my lips before she took a seat at my side. “And hungry.”

  “I am.” Elissa gave me a soft smile. “I wasn’t feeling great when I first woke up, but after I laid still for a while, the feeling passed. Then all I felt was starving.”

  “I think the banquet tired us all out more than we were expecting,” I mused. “Make sure you get lots of rest today. I can’t have you getting sick of me.”

  “I will.” Elissa twirled one strand of her fiery locks around her pointer finger as she picked at her food. “But back to what you were saying. Someone will argue with you? Who would possibly be crazy enough to do that?”

  “Mahini,” I chuckled.

  “True enough,” Elissa giggled.

  “You girls will have armed guards with you at all times for the remainder of our stay in Vallenwood,” I informed my wife. “I don’t want to scare you, but one of my enemies is trying to get to me by hurting my women.”

  “Fools,” Elissa snorted. “If anyone even comes close to me, I’ll smash them with my mace.”

  “Promise me you’ll stay out of trouble?” I fixed her with a stern look. “Or at least not go looking for it?”

  “Don’t worry, husband,” Elissa cooed. “I’ll stay in the palace today.”

  “I’m off to training,” Riondale announced as he pushed back away from the table with his empty plate in his hands. “If you get curious later, we’ll be in the courtyard.”

  “Good.” I nodded. “Don’t go too far.”

  Riondale shot a glance at my wife, and he nodded subtly. Since I was confident we were on the same page, I waved goodbye and returned my focus to my food. The bacon was perfectly crunchy, and the gravy was divine. I gobbled up the rest of it in a few swift bites, and then I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth.

  Elissa ate much more daintily, but I waited for her to finish before we returned our empty dishes to the kitchen. My wife stretched up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss, and then she murmured something about going to wake up Eva.

  I found Mahini and Caelia in the living room, and th
e two girls smiled at me in greeting when I entered.

  “How are you lovely ladies this morning?” I asked.

  I wasn’t surprised Mahini was awake already since the desert goddess had always been an early riser, but I knew next to nothing about Caelia. The general store owner seemed bright-eyed and bushy-tailed despite the sun still just barely lifting over the horizon, so I took it she and Mahini were similar in that way.

  “Ready to go home,” Mahini informed me as her nose scrunched up in distaste. “The beds here are too soft.”

  “It won’t be too much longer, I promise,” I assured her. “I have a bit of business left to take care of, and then we’ll be headed home.”

  “I know you are doing things for the king,” Mahini replied. “I don’t mean to hurry you. I miss sleeping in a tent, though, and hunting with you. All this pomp and fuss does not sit right with me.”

  “Me, either,” Caelia murmured with a shake of her head. “It is… Overwhelming, to say the least.”

  It was interesting to see the two women getting along, since they were vastly different. Where Mahini was bold and brave, Caelia was soft and timid. The desert goddess could kill a man with a look, and the general store owner could melt you with her chocolate eyes. They were both powerful in their own ways, but it seemed they had some things in common. Namely, not enjoying the fanciness of the palace as much as the other women did.

  Still, I wanted to bring Caelia out of her shell, so I flashed her a cheeky grin.

  “Your beauty is overwhelming, Miss Stone,” I said in a flirtatious voice, and her cheeks bloomed with a dark rosy hue.

  “I don’t know what to say…” Caelia avoided my eyes, and she fiddled with the skirt of her dress.

  “You just say thank you and let him adore you,” Mahini instructed the timid girl with a smile pulling at the corners of her lips. The affection for the dark-haired woman was obvious in her voice, and it made my heart swell with pride.

  I had some of the best damn women in the whole world.

  After I spent some time flirting with Caelia and Mahini, I talked to Jax about where we should go next in search of our dragon armor blacksmith, and then I discussed fabric purchases with Bellona. By the time Riondale returned with his trainees, Niconor, Jeron, and Bron, lunch was being served in the kitchen.

  It was nice to spend some time with my entourage, and we all laughed over our food as we sat around the large formal dining table. Eva joined us midway through the meal, and her relaxed expression made my heart soar.

  My fiancée flashed me a loving smile as she grabbed some food, and she took the empty chair on Elissa’s other side.

  “How are you feeling, my love?” I asked. “Did you get enough sleep?”

  “Oh, I am feeling just wonderful,” Eva gushed as she glanced around the table at all our companions. “I am happier than I have ever been, my future husband.”

  “Do we need to give you two the room?” Jax growled, but I could tell he was joking by the way his eyebrows twitched with amusement.

  “We can hold back for now,” I chuckled. “But thanks for the offer. I may take you up on it someday.”

  “Don’t say I never did nothin’ for ye,” the blacksmith muttered, but he winked across the table at me. “It ain’t every day ye get engaged…”

  “For Bash it might as well be,” Jeron snickered. “Leave at least one woman for me, okay?”

  “We’ll get you a bride soon enough, Jeron, I promise,” I laughed. “The spoils go to those who wait, or something like that.”

  “Has anyone caught your eye yet?” Sarah asked the woodsman in a curious tone.

  “I noticed you watching a lady at the banquet,” Bellona interjected.

  Jeron blushed bright red. “Yes, there was someone I couldn’t take my eyes off of. Lady Jaketta. But she has eyes only for the king. I wish I could make her look at me…”

  “Come see me later,” the seamstress instructed the woodsman. “I’ll have you outfitted in a fancy doublet that will be sure to catch her eye.”

  “Thanks, Bellona,” Jeron replied, and he dipped his head in a self-conscious way. “Thank you, everyone. Really.”

  “You’ll find the right one soon enough,” Riondale informed him. “And we will all do our part to help you.”

  “I just need some of the Great One’s luck to rub off on me…” Jeron shot me a sideways smirk. “Can I borrow something of yours? Maybe it will help.”

  “I’m not like a good luck charm or anything,” I laughed. “Trust me, with the outfit Bellona makes for you, you’ll be set.”

  “If you say so…” Jeron’s eyes held a little bit more hope in them than they had previously, and he straightened his shoulders ever so slightly.

  The rest of the meal passed in a similar fashion, and my entourage swapped stories about their favorite parts of Vallenwood so far. Then we moved on to discussing our goals and plans for the future. Bron and Sarah had decided to open up a toy store in Bastianville since so many families with children had moved into my hometown, so they would be shopping for goods to stock their shop with while in the capital. I heard Ako Gray’s name mentioned more than once when they brought up the wizards, and I was glad to know I wasn’t the only one impressed by the cat-man.

  I spent the rest of the day hanging out with my people since I didn’t want to stray too far away from my women with the looming threat of an assassination attempt. I half-expected to receive a summons from the king, but his majesty left me alone for the entire day.

  Dinner went down much the same as the previous meals, and I was happy to hear so much laughter around the table. My heart grew heavier with each passing hour, though, and I couldn’t escape the bad feeling in my gut. I would make sure nothing happened to my women if it was the last thing I did, so I instructed all three of them to come to bed with me that night, and I wrapped them in my arms as much as I could.

  “Is everything okay, husband?” Elissa murmured as she was squeezed against my side. “You’ve been acting a little odd today.”

  “Yes, not as calm as you usually are,” Mahini observed, and she propped herself up on her elbow to frown at me. “What’s wrong.”

  “Don’t worry about it.” I grinned. “Everything is going to be just fine.”

  I made a new save point, though, just to be on the safe side, and then we all started to fall asleep. Hours passed without anything happening, but I tossed and turned nonetheless. I slept in fits, an hour here, two there, but I kept waking up to check on the girls. I would calm back down when I saw them sleeping peacefully beside me, but the feeling of reassurance never lasted as long as I would have liked.

  It had to be close to dawn when I heard my bedroom door creak open, and I held my breath as I sensed a presence entering the chamber. Then, faster than I could track, the figure moved through the shadows to the other side of the bed. A knife shot out before I could move to act, and the blade sliced across Mahini’s throat quicker than my eyes could see.

  “No!” I yelled, which startled the other two girls out of their slumber.

  The figure jumped back and brandished the dagger in his hands, but it was too dim in the room to see them clearly. All I could tell was they were wearing dark clothes and a cowl that covered their face.

  These fuckers thought they could sneak in my bedroom and kill my women?

  They had a big lesson coming their way, but soon they would learn they’d fucked with the wrong god.

  Chime.

  Chapter Eighteen

  The girls were all safe and well in my arms, but instead of falling asleep, I began to climb out of bed.

  “What are you doing, husband?” Elissa asked as she furrowed her brow in confusion. “Aren’t we going to sleep?”

  “Maybe he has something more fun than sleep in mind,” Eva purred, and she winked at the redhead.

  “No, something is wrong.” Mahini frowned, and she pierced me with her ice-blue eyes until I nodded slowly.

  “Assassins are c
oming after you three tonight,” I informed them, and I raked a hand through my hair.

  “That’s not good.” Eva sat up in bed, and her smoky-gray eyes flicked from the door to the window. “How much time do we have to prepare?”

  “A little while,” I replied. “Why, what do you have in mind?”

  “Well, we ambushed the last assassins who attempted to attack us,” my fiancée mused. “Perhaps this time we can catch them in the act.”

  “They intend to kill all three of you.” I shook my head. “It’s too dangerous to try to catch them in the act. Someone could get hurt.”

  Flashes of Mahini’s death during my previous lifetime sprang to mind, and a shudder ran down my spine.

  “Only if it’s actually us we let them attack,” Eva pointed out.

  “I think I understand.” Mahini tapped her chin. “We set up decoys that look like us sleeping in the bed.”

  “Then we hide in the shadows and wait for them,” Elissa finished in an excited tone. “Just when they think they succeeded, boom! We smash them.”

  My wife mimed swinging a mace like a baseball bat, and I had to chuckle despite the ominous feeling in the air.

  “That’s a good plan.” I nodded my approval. “I’d prefer it if the three of you weren’t here when they come in, though.”

  “We should stay together.” Mahini gave me a stern look. “Strength in numbers.”

  “Besides,” Elissa said with a dismissive wave of her hand, “you wouldn’t be able to focus on the ambush unless we were by your side. Otherwise, how would you know the assassins hadn’t found us in our new location?”

  “True.” I smiled as my pounding heart began to calm down. “You girls certainly have a way of reassuring me. Thanks.”

  “It’s just as you said,” Eva reminded me. “Everything is going to be fine. You’re the God of Time, after all. Just think what would happen if you couldn’t foresee the future?”

  “Yeah, don’t remind me,” I chuckled.

  “I wish I could see the future like you,” my wife confessed, and her emerald eyes twinkled. “I’d always know what the latest fashion trends were before they even became popular.”