Then Garnet was there. She had darted over to lick my cum off of Usiku's face. My fomorian concubine's breasts slid off my cock as my sister-wife fell to her knees to lick and lap up all that spunk. She caressed over the face, gathering up all the yummy spunk she could.
I panted, watching the sight, my chest rising and falling, my digits soaking in Lana's writhing pussy. She shuddered a few more times before she leaned against me, her round breast pressing into the side of my face.
Garnet lapped up my cum. My sister feasted on it with obvious hunger and delight. She lapped the spunk off of Usiku's features. Then the pair kissed, sharing my jizz. They snowballed it back and forth, both of them moaning.
"Lord Leo," whimpered Gwyllt. She crawled to me, her eyes feverish. "I'm sorry for hurting you."
"And you are forgiven," I said as she climbed onto my lap and cuddled there. She pressed her cheek against mine and nuzzled her lips into my ear.
I closed my eyes, enjoying this moment. It was a delicious one. Training often led to such fun.
***
During my second week of training, I started adding magic to my attacks. I trained to cry out a Static Aura spell to surround myself with electricity to protect against an incoming attack. Or learned to throw out a Blind spell, utilizing my new darkness magic.
I had gained three spells with my Dark Glyph. I had seen Mthunzi use them all. Dark Dagger gave me another ranged attack to go along with Lightning Spear. Blind was a good debuff spell. Something to disorient an enemy.
Night's cloak let me hide in a pocket of shadow, but they could still blind fire in there. It could be more useful in a dark room, letting me vanish into deep pools of shadows.
I grew more skilled with my silver spear and with the black dagger I fashioned. There seemed to be a weapon associated with each element. The dagger felt right. It was good to use in Night Cloak.
The spear often poked out of the area, or so my women told me, and that gave them something to target.
It was good I got the practice in because near the end of that week, the alarm rang. My dungeon was under attack.