by Erik Weir
Nyla nodded. “You are performing Vala’s work. I would be foolish to stand in the way of such divine duty. I only ask you come to visit from time to time.”
“I will, Mother,” Lily said with heartfelt eyes.
Nyla stood up and walked toward the long hallway. Victor and Lily stood up and followed. Once the three of them were halfway down the hall, Nyla stood in front of the door covered in locks.
“I do not have the keys,” Nyla stated.
Victor pumped two points of Strength into his body. Muscles glowed with power as he moved to the door and took hold of the knob. With a strong pull; metal bent and wood cracked before the door came off its hinges. The Blade placed the door to the side as he looked down. There was a long stairwell going down and a warm light flickering at the bottom.
Bone sword sliding into Victor’s hand, he began his descent. Lily kissed her mother on the cheek before following the Blade down. Nyla gazed down at the pair until they reached the bottom and walked toward the flickering light. With a gentle sigh, she picked up the door and leaned it against the opening before walking down the hall.
The older succubus moved to a destroyed window and gazed out beyond jagged glass. A dozen imps gathered and feasted on Dreg’s corpse while his head lay five feet away, untouched. The little imps ripped and pulled demon flesh while some crunched on bones. Nyla grinned with silent serenity as she enjoyed the sounds of hungry imps devouring her late dead husband.
Rock walls surrounded Victor and Lily as they moved down the stone hallway. A warm light filled the end of the corridor as they moved with alert senses. Victor wasn’t sure what to expect as he stepped along, sword at the ready. When they reached the open doorway, a room opened up and lanterns glowed along the stony walls.
The pair stepped into the room, drinking in fine furniture, shelves stocked with wine and velvet cloth covering the entire floor. A fireplace glowed at the end and before it was a small statue of a succubus with outstretched arms. Victor immediately recognized it was Hexnia from his Vala’s vision. The mad smile and naked body were a near perfect replica of the goddess. Wings stretched out and her tail was curved to the side. At her feet was a large, wide bowl filled with red liquid.
Along the right and left, lumps of thick blankets began to shift. Victor aimed his bone sword as Lily’s staff appeared in her hand. The Blade and Shield watched as blankets fell away and naked bodies rose up, hands rubbing slumber from their eyes. Chains connected to the walls clinked as they moved from metal collars around their necks. Horns gleamed in the firelight as red, purple and pale skin glowed. Glowing red eyes opened to the two strangers. At first, a drip of fear touched them before heat washed over everyone’s senses. Small smiles and inquisitive looks filled the four succubi as they eyed the man and demoness at his side.
“Your father found four acolytes,” Victor said over his shoulder as his sword slipped back into his wrist.
“He bargained for us from different vendors,” a red skinned succubus said plainly.
“He promised us work on the farm. Instead, he chained us down here while he attempted to convert us to Hexnia,” a purple skinned one added.
“Vala showed us of your coming,” a pale skinned demoness smiled.
Victor stepped to one, reached down and touched her collar. Spending a point of Wisdom, he used his Transmutation ability to change the metal collar into paper before he ripped it off. The succubus smiled as the Blade moved to the other three, doing the same to each of their collars in turn.
A red succubus looked up as Victor gazed down with wide eyes. She reached up and touched his hand, giving it a squeeze of thanks.
“You’re even more handsome then in the visions,” the red one said with a razor grin.
Victor returned the smile before a bubbling noise filled the room. Heads turned to the large bowl, red liquid churning and bubbling. The small statue was motionless as the bubbling grew in intensity. Lumps rose up as pulses filled the bowl. The demon women crawled behind Victor and Lily as they faced it. High pitched giggles filled the cozy dungeon as horns rose up, followed by red hair and unblinking red eyes. A beautiful head surfaced and the giggling grew louder.
Victor was about to call a sword when the red head spoke.
“No need for weapons, Vala’s Blade. I assure you I’m not here to fight,” the head giggled.
“What’s this about, Hexnia.”
The head let out a mirthful laugh. “You know my name! How delightful that you are learning about us. All good Champions should know who their enemies…and allies are.”
“You’re Champion is dead,” Lily said with a hard edge.
The blood head tilted to the side and gave something of a resigned shrug, thin red shoulders appeared and sinking back into the red liquid. “It was honestly expected. He was a newly appointed Champion and I didn’t have that much faith he could take on Vala’s Blade. He needed more experience and time wasn’t on his side.”
“Then why bother with all of this? Why get Lily’s family involved,” Victor genuinely asked.
The horned head gave a tired smile, “It wasn’t my idea. Baaldir’s sick fascination with Vala has driven him to the brink of madness. He wants Vala and all who worship her dead. I am simply playing along because…it’s fun to watch.”
“Why are you showing yourself to us? You’re Champion is gone and we are here to save Vala’s acolytes. There is nothing left for you here,” Victor said with a curious edge.
Hexnia slowly blinked as she looked up to Victor, “I had to meet you for myself. Champions do not fare well against gods, but you managed to make an impression. As fun as it is to watch you drive my boyfriend crazy, I only wanted a few moments to chat so maybe we can see eye to eye.”
“We’re listening,” Lily growled.
Hexnia gave the succubus an innocent grin, “As you have experienced, there is an Elder Spawn by the name of Draygon loose among the realms. He is causing a concern among the pantheon and disrupting the failing harmony of each world.”
Lily crossed her arms, “We already know that.”
The demon goddess nodded, “Yes, but since Vala is dead and cannot fully see what is happening among the pantheon, I thought I might let out a few little secrets to Vala’s chosen. But if you think I’m wasting my time…”
Victor smirked. “No, please…continue.”
“Good boy,” Hexnia giggled before she continued, “Draygon is good at hiding himself between realms, but we do get glimpses of his growing power. From what is being said, he is looking to accelerate his growth by consuming Vala when she is resurrected.
“Despite what happened to Vala a long time ago, many of the pantheon feel it was under false pretenses and outright lies. Her absence has had an effect across the realms; that is why no other Champions are hunting you. If the other gods and goddesses wanted you dead, I’m afraid we would not be having this conversation.
“Baaldir on the other hand has his own plans. I, for one, am glad you killed my recent champion. It allows me to tell Baaldir I tried and failed. He will rant and rave, but not do more than that.”
The head of Hexnia bobbed as her smile faded and her giggles stopped. “As we all know, Draygon is a threat. Of all the realms, there is only one that can threaten his rise to power. From our seers and celestial connections across the realms, some have seen glimpses of Draygon’s next move. He has set his sights on a realm, Valis.”
“That was our next stop,” Victor said.
“It would seem Vala has somehow felt it too, even from beyond the grave. What I’m sure she hasn’t told you is his power is still growing and even an Elder Spawn can have enough power to take on a god. Valis is powerful, but they lack the numbers to fight the storm gathering on the horizon.
“The sands of time are running low and whispers of a realm war are on many lips. Draygon may light the match and I, for one, do not wish it to come to that. I like my lazy, cozy realm and I’d rather not see it in flames. When the time comes, Champ
ions will come to your aid but for now, you are on your own.”
The red head bobbed for a moment before the sinister smile returned. “Before I leave, know that when Vala rises, I will ask for her forgiveness for what we did to her. To prove my heart is true, I have a gift.”
Before Hexnia’s face, a sword pommel rose up. Red liquid streamed and dripped down as the blade floated up from the bowl. Jagged runes covered the handle and winded up the metal blade before it finished emerging from the bloody bowl.
“I found the sword among my people and thought it best to hand it to you personally,” Hexnia grinned.
The sword floated until it hovered before Victor. Senses burned with heat as he felt Vala’s connection to it. Hand reaching out, he gripped the handle and turned the sword up. The red streams faded away as something connected to his spirit. With a mental command, the sword slid into his wrist and new tattoo appeared on his forearm, next to his other swords.
“It is a Cursed Blade. When you cut a foe, you will be able to manipulate them for a moment or two. Take it with my blessing and be sure to tell Vala, I miss her sexy ass.”
“Thank you,” Victor said in astonishment.
Looking down, Victor watched as the red head sank down into the bloody liquid and disappeared with a final bursting bubble.
“Even Hexnia is in awe of our crusade,” said one of the succubi.
Victor smiled before hands grabbed hold of his clothes and began to pull. The Blade turned to Lily as she pulled at his shirt. When it was flung aside, fingers grabbed at his belt buckle. The other succubi in the room looked to the Shield, eyes taking on a lustful hue.
“Gods, monsters and family, I’m sick of all of it,” Lily growled.
Victor didn’t fight as the succubus shoved him. The Blade fell to the thick blankets covering the floor, the fire crackling not far from his head. He had seen her in a frenzy of desire but this was different. It spoke of wanting comfort. When the last bits of clothes were pulled off, Victor lay naked before the demoness.
Lily pulled at her own clothes, nearly ripping them off. The other demons in the room crawled to Victor’s sides, sultry eyes on him and licking lips. Time turned into a hazy blur as Lily fell to her knees and crawled over the naked Victor. Breasts were pushed into his face as Lily took hold of his stiff cock and rubbed the tip against her dripping wet valley. The closeness was there, filling the space between their bodies, but Lily’s eyes glowed red. Hands touched Victor’s naked flesh as the mood shifted to something dirty and needful.
Lily moved her hips, pressing down on Victor’s hard member. Wetness dripped down the shaft as she slowly impaled herself on him. Inches fit snugly into her womanhood as Victor took hold of her waist. The heat burned into a roaring fire as the succubus sank down to the base. Using Victor, hips moved as bliss bloomed. The other demons kissed and licked at the young man’s flesh, taking nibbles.
“Vala’s love heals all,” one succubus said before taking a playful bite.
“You all can have him when I’m done,” Lily said with authority.
Clouds of love and ecstasy floated through the Blade as Lily moved like a caged beast on him. She never broke the connection, red eyes drinking in his body while his hands helped her with the tempo. Victor sat up, holding the demon woman close. Lily curled her arms around his shoulders, pressing her face to his neck. Strong hands helped her along as she sat on his cock, moving her hips and squeezing his manhood with each tight stroke.
The succubi in the room turned on each other, spreading legs and burying faces in wet valleys. The scents and heat grew to intoxicating levels as bodies shuddered and throats moaned. Victor was lost to the storm, watching and whispering in his mind how beautiful the lilac-colored demoness was in his arms. Hard nipples pressed against his chest and around them, the soft warmth of her breasts furthered the connection. Hands cupping her round ass, he squeezed as she squeezed.
“I love you Victor,” Lily whispered.
“I love you Lily,” Victor said as their bodies continued to move to a primal song, hearts beating as one.
Fifteen
The fire burned low as Lily moaned, her body shuddering to another series of orgasms. Victor had the succubus on all fours, driving himself deep as her tail caressed his chest. Four succubi lay in a heap, eyes closed and breathing heavy from hours of getting to know the Blade and Shield. The private party was a tapestry of bodies blending together with flashes of bliss and moaning songs.
Hips thrusting, Lily begged for more as her purple skinned ass turned a pinkish hue. Cock thickening, white seed burst forth and filled her abused valley. As Victor slowed, Lily whined her disapproval. Pushing against him, she clearly didn’t wish to stop. The Blade knew he could keep going, but with a now clear mind, they had to return to the crusade.
Looking over to the succubi, their names floated into his mind. With every bodily connection, each one whispered their names before each of Vala’s divine orbs left their bodies and entered his. Helana, Kelora, Winsha, and Zell moaned and screamed with each orgasm, the connection to Vala complete. The energy was rejuvenating and it showed as all were willing to push their bodies to the breaking point. Looking down at Lily’s curves, she was the only one who needed to work out her pain.
“Lily, we have to get the acolytes to Vala’s mountain and go to Valis,” Victor said in a low whisper.
“One more,” she moaned as she refused to let him leave her womanhood by grinding on him.
“You said that three times ago,” the Blade smiled.
“I promise…one more,” she said and gave his manhood a tight squeeze.
Victor exhaled as the succubus arched her back and slid against his cock with long, wet strokes. The fact she was a demon was not lost on the young man, but Lily seemed to have her moments where she could never be satisfied. If he was a normal human back on Earth, he was sure she would have killed him through dehydration.
“Almost…there,” Lily moaned as she quickened the tempo.
On his knees, Victor felt like a sex toy to her grasp, but that thought was not enough to sour him the pleasure they shared. Moments ticked by until Lily pushed against Victor hard. The Blade reached under her and rubbed her clit as the tempo grew to a fevered pitch. Left hand on her waist and fingers on his right hand caressing her nub, he helped her along until her entire body shuddered. Red eyes rolled into her head as she took a sharp intake of breath. Wetness flowed and dripped from her valley as Victor helped her milk every drop of distilled pleasure. When the shuddering reached its climax, the succubus fell on her stomach, making little happy noises.
Victor fell to her side, holding her close. Lily snuggled into his arms, kissing his chest. The mood glowed like hot embers and the young champion couldn’t stop smiling. The other four succubi stirred from their slumber and crawled closer. It didn’t take long before Victor was surrounded by demon women, hands caressing his flesh.
“We should get some sleep and return the acolytes to Vala’s mountain,” Victor said again.
“Let’s just stay in my mother’s basement, forever.” Lily said with a small smile.
“What about food and water?”
“My mother can bring it to us,” Lily whispered playfully.
“Tempting…very tempting,” Victor’s hand drifting to Lily’s round rump and giving it a squeeze.
Lily opened her eyes, smile fading away, “We only have these small moments in a war of life and death. I want this moment to last forever.”
Victor held her close, “I do too.”
The succubus ran a finger along Victor’s chest, “If I die…will you remember me?”
“That’s a silly question. You’ll never die.”
“We all die…even gods can die.”
Victor looked down at her serious expression, “When did this become a concern?”
Lily tilted her head, gaze connecting with the handsome Blade, “Since I met you…and…I have tasted death in my dreams. It comes and goes, but it’s
there, smiling at me.”
The demoness snuggled closer, burying her face in his chest, “Promise me, when I die, you will go on to love another.”
“I won’t make that promise because you’re not going to die. We are Vala’s chosen.”
Lily’s brow hardened, “Sometimes you are just too foolish for words.”
“I thought that’s what you liked about me.”
The succubus looked up and kissed the Blade. Lips locked, Victor enjoyed the warm sensation from her near perfect lips before her body began to writhe against him. The movement caused the other succubi to stir, eyes fluttering open and hands moving again.
“I want more,” the pale succubus Winsha said as she squeezed Victor’s ass.
“Me too,” the others said as they snuggled in closer.
“Me too,” Lily said with a wicked whisper.
Victor closed his eyes and let out a sigh. “Okay, one more, but then we have to go!”
***
The darkness spread out into infinity. Victor floated down until his boots touched something solid. Looking at himself, he was once again dressed in his gear, but his body whimpered in soreness. Waiting for the others to arrive, he wondered why when he fell asleep his clothes would appear on him when he realm walked?
Magic? Quantum science? Vala dressing you as you fall into the space between realms?
“You’re in a good mood,” Victor said, his voice echoing across the void.
Sleep, the cure for everything. I wasn’t going to sit around while you abuse yourself and shoot DNA into every hole you could find. I have no interest in watching you fornicate like some wild beast, thank you.
“Don’t you ever get…urges?”
Not like yours. When I’m hungry, I press my metaphorical mouth to your soul and suck some energy out. Thanks to your positive spirit and Vala, I feel like a fat slug. As for sex…it’s not a thing anymore.
“Was it ever…a thing?”
A long silence filled the void.
It was a thing…when I was alive. I get flashes, memories of my former life.
