I ended up trying to see how much I could fit in the dead orc's nose ring while I waited. It was kind of amazing, actually. Items just disappeared into stacks. I could stack up bicycles, towels, hygiene products, detergent, all kinds of stuff from the extra long semi trailer. Eventually it told me I'd filled it to bursting. One ton of stuff was a lot.
And yet… I was driving a class 7 truck, about fifteen tons on its own and about forty tons when it was fully loaded. Of the twenty-five tons pulled, some of that was trailer. Most of it was stuff.
I worked out how Auralla's bracelet functioned next. Each bead had a capacity of half a ton (I stared at it in amazement) for a total of twelve beads, so six tons.
This was like buying a state of the art hard drive for your retired parents. There was no way they'd fill it in a bajillion years. I hadn't asked for permission, but she also threw her clothes off at a moment's notice and screwed me in public on the regular, so I figured it wouldn't be a big issue if I put some of the most vital cargo from the trailer in here. It would give me the chance to make sure I had everything that was necessary, and could safely abandon Mack.
Sure I'd put some distance in between me and anyone who considered Giskennen a friend, but pushing a semi truck that weighed forty tons had left a teensy bit of a trail. It would give me maybe another day or two… but I wasn't counting on it. If they were trained up and Tough as hell, they might be able to clear the two hundred miles with no issue, and be on my ass tomorrow night. I might have a buffer of time if they couldn't do that, but I was going to hedge bets.
It was time to sleep with an eye open. In the meantime I was going to see if I couldn't make this a night to remember.
Day lost its luster, the sun fell beyond the horizon, and the moon came up. It was bold, bright, and thick with orange for a full half hour. I watched it for a time, until the orange fell away and became bone white. After a while I put on a movie, and patted the dashboard. I would have to leave her behind sooner or later, probably sooner, and it wouldn't be easy.
Two quiet raps on the door. I exited the vehicle and stepped out to find the fire built up, and Giskennen's former slaves dressed and stood in a line not far from the fire. Each of them had identical robes, and while they were of the same translucent material, they were cut ultra high, skirts that ended just about mid-hip and concealed absolutely nothing. The sleeves of these garments were extra long, extra wide and flowed a bit like water, hanging almost to their knees. Flowers of the same color had been woven into their hair, or woven into a daisy chain and placed on Hellera's scaled head.
I could see their personal marks gleaming under the moonlight. Fayeen had something on her leg, half looking like a magical rune, half like a bolt of lightning. I could just make out a bit of Hellera's mark on her throat, but with her head down and her eyes staring hate into me, I didn't bother to try and get a good look. Velleth's I couldn't find, except perhaps something soft encircling her face in a slightly lighter blue. Dallinya's gift was on her back, but it was difficult to make out because of the robin's egg blue garment, and she was facing me. It wasn't so much a gift though, I would soon learn.
Avya and Auralla wore the same things, although Avya's sleeves dragged on the ground. They'd cut the skirt portion short, above the tiny patch of lavender hair, but hadn't cut the sleeves for some reason. Auralla, especially, stood out with her orangey skin against the see-through powder blue, and looked very cute.
As soon as I appeared, the six of them put their hands behind their backs and thrust out their chests, though Hellera chose to look at me like I'd just run over her dog. I could see every inch of all of them, because of the transparency of the material, but having them technically clothed was even sexier.
Velleth had midnight blue nipples and matching aqua carpet to go with the drapes, while Dallinya was a natural blonde.
I realized that I'd been raking them over with my eyes, and my three closest were squirming. Only Hellera seemed disgusted with my activities, but she also didn't have the right sort of facial muscles and it was hard to tell her expression. Also, Avya was blinking and nodding, sort of egging me on to actually wind my tongue back into my head, close my gob, and say something.
"I know this is rushed, and we discussed it last night, but I want to reiterate that I'm the luckiest male from my entire planet right now." I looked to my two closest allies. "Next full moon, I guess… I'll be paying full attention to the new recruits. You're welcome to help out however you like."
With that, I strode up to Fayeen. "You have already tasted my seed," I breathed.
She hitched an unsteady breath. I could feel her entire body shaking. Finally she nodded.
"Are you ready to share with me?" I asked.
"Y-yes… yes s—"
"You don't need to call me that," I interrupted, and knelt before her.
"Whu—"
Fayeen's tiefling body was covered with a light layer of fur, and I ran my hands up and down her legs before beginning to go after her ritual-purified gooey center. Her lower lips still had a tiny bit of peach fuzz on them, and were dark maroon, nearly purple. Inside though she was just skin.
I held onto her butt cheeks and the backs of her thighs while I ate her out. Her fingers gripped my hair and pulled me in, hard, but once she started shuddering and coming, she was pressing down on my head unsteadily to prop herself up, and keep from falling on her butt.
I helped her lay down on the short grass, but didn't stop going to town. I'd discovered her love button, and it was far bigger than either Auralla or Avya's. She started pulling me in again, and bucking, and squeezing at my head with her furry thighs. Honestly it was awesome. I could even hear her full-throated moans becoming breathless moans, muffled as they were by her legs clamped on the sides of my head.
Finally, face soaked with juices, I got up and headed for the ultimate goal, only to stop.
Beside me, Avya's head was buried between Dallinya's legs, and Auralla was laying Velleth down just like I was. Only Hellera was still standing, eyes raking over the scene in utter confusion.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Auralla looked over and smiled. She had that lust-addled face I loved seeing. "You said to help out any way we liked. Well, this is how you get ready to share essence, so we're helping."
With that in-depth explanation, she slid forward while licking the inside of Velleth's blue thighs. Her eyes slid closed and I stopped being able to see exactly what was happening, even though I knew.
I finally entered Fayeen, who cried out in ecstacy, but had my eyes on the final member. She finally met my eyes, and took a step away.
"You can join me," I said, "or you can run."
Her mouth opened and closed without words.
"Your chances are probably be better with my gift though," I told her. Below me, Fayeen was writhing, grabbing onto grass behind her and pushing her body to meet my thrusts. I helpd her along by placing a hand on either hip and pulling her deep. Her moans were almost pained, and when I stopped she looked at me just as Auralla had.
"Why have you stopped?"
I started again.
Hellera was suddenly before me, peering down.
Now, I thought. Now she would use her claws and try to slash my throat, while I was naked. She had no idea that Giskennen's axe was in my inventory, in the ring I had in my right hand.
Instead, she stepped over Fayeen, laying on the grass, and shoved her genitals in my face.
"Well," I said, voice muffled by having a cloaca pressed against my nose.
I gave Jerry the explicit order to take her down and take her out if she went to attack me.
That done, I started to work my magic.
Soon enough I had them repositioned. With me on the ground, it was far easier to eat at the Y and get Fayeen off at the same time. Hellera appeared scaly, and I'd chosen not to get closer to her over the last three days. But she was much more like a snake up close: smooth, supple, and made from thousands of smaller scales. Only at her opening did the scales disappear and I could glimpse pink flesh beneath. She also had a long alligator tail that thumped against my upper body. I gave it a few tentative strokes while she rode my face, and this caused her to begin whimpering in between growls.
Meanwhile I could sense that I was approaching my first orgasm of the evening.
You have joined in the flesh with Fayeen of Surrek. Will you take the power offered to you, or share in the power with her?
This time it was easy to ignor the button labeled
Establish Dominance & Take of Her Power
, the choose
Remain Equals & Intertwine Your Powers
.
Of course, I couldn't see her magic boiling up in her womb. I couldn't see much except for some red scales and a flat serpentine belly. Still, I could feel it. I could even smell it. Fayeen felt fast, like a rushing river crashing over rocks, like a cheetah going full tilt after an antelope. The power that surged out of her smelled just like speed. I had a feeling I knew what I was going to end up with, but I didn't bother checking just yet.
Hell, I couldn't; Hellera had more alligator-like scales on her legs, and they weren't nearly as nice to have pressing on my face as her best parts. Plus, she was either grinding really slowly against my face, or increasing pressure and trying to smother me.
Fayeen had rolled off me and was laying on the ground in a daze. I hated to leave her like that, but there was pressing business.
See, I had a certain dragon girl that needed putting in her place. Jerry did the job for me, tackling her and growling down at her, terrified.
"You could have left, but you remained," I told her darkly. "I offered to make you stronger, more powerful than you've been since meeting that orc, and you seem to believe this behavior is going to get you what you want."
I wasn't going soft, and I knew this was a function of Bronze tier Tough and Fierce attributes. I was going to get progressively further and further beyond human, and this was only the beginning.
I grabbed up one of Hellera's legs, held it against my chest, and drove the length of my cock into her. I thrust straight to the hilt all at once. Her moan was halfway to a roar, and it reminded me of a documentary episode I'd watched about alligators mating in the Everglades. They made a deep rumbling sound, and this was very close.
"But I don't have to," I growled, and pounded down into her, hard. "I don't have to share."
Now her eyes flew open, and she stared down at me.
"You had every opportunity to behave," I hissed, and kept on thrusting. "You. Could've. Been. Better."
Her cloaca was definitely pleasurable to be in. I used her leg as leverage to drill into her over and again, yanking her back toward me with her leg but slamming into her on every downstroke. Her growling became a series of yelps.
I can honestly say that before that moment, I'd never hate fucked anyone in my life. I didn't find my ex in my bed with her coworker and then have any vicious make up sex.
For right now though I got great pleasure from Hellera's cries and winces. She was looking up into my eyes and hopefully realizing… no.
I activated the Bronze version of
Empath's Mark
and snarled, while she felt the full brunt of my disappointment, disapproval, disgust at her actions, and frustration that she'd seen the difference over these three long days, but still thought nothing would be different. All that energy caused her to moan in despair. And right that moment, her despairing cry was delicious.
"The others offered themselves up. They understand sharing. Not you though. Do you deserve it? Do you want to be fucking dominated and have everything stripped away from you like before?"
I leaned in, pressing her leg all the way against her body, and brought our faces close. She was trying to speak, shaking her head no in her dazed silence.
"Do you want to lose it all again? Forever?"
She whipped her head back and forth.
"That's good, because if you defy me again, I won't need your goddamned tattoo. I'll stake you out and leave you for dead for the scavengers to eat. Alive. Do you understand me?"
She nodded.
"Say it," I hissed.
"I… I understand," she whispered.
The UI message appeared.
You have joined in the flesh with Hellera of Surrek. Will you take the power offered to you, or share in the power with her?
I paused in the middle of fucking the fear of God into her and thought this over. Hopefully Velleth, Fayeen and Dallinya would give me the necessary powers to deal with the possibility of Hellera making more trouble for me. Jerry would be there, watching my back, but more importantly, I definitely had Auralla and Avya on my side, so I also had Truffy the porcupine anteater bear. I almost definitely had Fayeen on my side. That made six to one without Velleth and Dallinya, and me with both of their magic power tattoos as well.
Still, I strongly considered choosing
Establish Dominance & Take of Her Power
. Goddamn it would be easy, and satisfying, to see the look on her face when she realized I had whatever magic power once belonged to her, and she had absolutely nothing.
But then I'd have to deal with the looks on the faces of the other five.
Hoping I wasn't making a big mistake, I pressed
Remain Equals & Intertwine Your Powers
, screamed out a war cry, and I filled her with my seed.