Summoner 20, p.1
Summoner 20, page 1
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Chapter One
“Can you imagine what victory will feel like?” my lover, Arwyn Hamner mused. “A world without the threat of Archons, without the fear of monster attacks… a place where our family could grow in peace.”
The gorgeous healer mage’s head rested on my bare chest as I stroked her silky crimson hair and stared out at the moon. The cosmic orb was full and gave off a pale silver-blue light that set my lover’s fair skin aglow, and for a moment or two, I was transfixed by both its beauty and my girlfriend’s.
“That does sound wonderful, doesn’t it?” I replied as I absently ran my hand through Arwyn’s dark red tresses. “Admittedly, it’s a little difficult to picture, but it sounds wonderful nonetheless.”
“I’m sure it’s difficult for someone who’s been through so much hardship,” Arwyn continued as her fingertips traced the skin of my arm. “I can only imagine how arduous life has been for you as of late.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I insisted. “Life might be difficult, but if it weren’t for all of the challenges and hardships, I wouldn’t be right here with you. I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”
“I suppose that’s true enough,” the beautiful professor agreed, and then she tilted her chin up so her amber eyes could focus on mine. “So, are you going back to claim her? Carth, I mean?”
Just after Arwyn had told me she was pregnant with our first child, we’d celebrated with a passionate lovemaking session, and I’d drifted off into sleep only to be ambushed by the horned Archon.
I’d been moments away from claiming Carth, one of the last remaining Archons, as my own when the professor had shaken me awake and pulled me away from my dreamscape, but I couldn’t fault my lover for rousing me from my slumber. While my mind was fully in control, my physical body tended to react to the chaos of the dreamscape, and Arwyn had grown fearful when I started thrashing and shaking as I fought Carth within my mind.
“Yes.” I nodded. “I was so close to conquering her, and I don’t want to wait any longer.”
“Shall I keep watch over you?” the crimson-haired healer mage wondered. “I won’t disrupt you again since I know your intentions.”
“If it will help put your mind at ease.” I shrugged. “I think I have this under control, though. Don’t deprive yourself of sleep on my account.”
“I don’t think I could sleep anyways,” Arwyn admitted, and her full lips stretched into a thin smile. “I always worry about your interactions with the Archons, Gryff, no matter how small they may seem.”
“I appreciate your concern,” I assured my lover as I cupped her soft porcelain cheek. “You have one of the biggest hearts of anyone I know, Arwyn. But I’ll be perfectly fine. They can’t hurt me in the dreamscape.”
“I trust your judgment,” Arwyn replied as she leaned into my touch. Her heavily-lashed eyes were like molten gold in the moonlight, and I felt myself melt into their loveliness. “How about I watch for a little while, at least at first, and then I’ll try to lay down and get some sleep?”
“That sounds like a fine idea to me,” I agreed with her, and then I leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lover’s lips. The enticing scent of Arwyn’s jasmine perfume filled my nostrils as we kissed each other, and all I wanted was to give in to the healer’s embrace and never let go, but there were pressing matters that required my attention.
When we finally pulled away from one another, I laid down on my back, settled into the plush softness of my down-filled pillow, and closed my eyes. My king-sized bed was extremely comfortable, and I felt completely at ease with Arwyn at my side.
“I’ll be here when you wake,” I heard Arwyn whisper as she ran her fingers through my hair. Her long nails felt incredible against my scalp, and I felt myself begin to drift into slumber as she lightly scratched in circles. “Good luck, Gryff.”
“I love you, Arwyn,” I murmured.
“I love you, too,” she replied, and soon after, I succumbed to sleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in the dimly-lit expanse of my dreamscape, and my eyebrows creased together in concentration as I manifested a room with a single plain bed and nothing else. I wouldn’t need much more than that to conquer the horned goddess, and while the bed wasn’t particularly necessary, it sounded nicer than forcing the goddesses to hold her upright, as they had Veopa.
Once the room was to my liking, I summoned my loyal Archons with a wave of my will and instructed them to appear at my side. One by one, the monster goddesses manifested into the dreamscape, and each wore seductive gazes as soon as they spotted the bed.
“Long time no see, my master,” Sera purred, and the Archon’s black-feathered wings flared out behind her. The goddess gave me a fanged smile as she crossed over to my side, and her cat-like yellow eyes had a mischievous gleam to them that only intensified as she drew closer. She tossed her long black mane of hair over one shoulder and grasped my arm as she leaned against me, and it took all of my willpower to keep my eyes from straying downward to the swell of her full breasts.
“Stand down, sister,” Phi grumbled as she appeared and flexed her own wings. The angelic Archon’s feathers were a pure white, unlike her sister’s, but her delicate features had no bearing on her inner ferocity. Her ruby-red eyes narrowed as she studied Sera, and she placed her hands on her hips. The goddess was clad in a black leotard that left little to the imagination, especially when she stood like that, and she twirled a strand of white hair around her long-nailed finger.
“Jealousy does not become you, Phi,” Sera scoffed in an unamused tone. The pair of sister Archons were always at each other’s throats, and no amount of time together in my consciousness seemed to mend their relationship.
“Both of you need to retire your hatred for one another,” Veopa chided the pair. The succubus Archon was clad in a glittering blue dress that clung to her perfect figure like water, and her fangs flashed as she threatened her sisters. “It’s grown tiresome, and the rest of us don’t wish to hear a minute more of your bickering.”
“Butt out, Veopa,” Phi growled at the silver-haired goddess.
“All of you need to mind yourselves,” I reminded the Archons, and I was met with a small chorus of apologies.
“How may we serve you, master?” Xanrith asked, and my breath halted in my chest as the beautiful goddess sauntered forward. Every bit of Xan was intoxicating, from her luminous white-freckled umber skin to the curly tendrils of raven hair that spilled into her large violet eyes, but her most notable feature was her azure flame wings, which smoldered behind her as she walked.
“Carth,” I answered her. “It’s time to--”
“Finally,” Utuni interjected as she moved to my other side. The golden-skinned Archon’s serpentine tail flicked behind her as her hips swayed, and she licked her blood-red lips as her snake eyes trailed down my body. “I’ve been waiting for you to finally tame that self-righteous brat.”
“Oh, yes,” Miralea chimed in as she raced to Utuni’s side. While they often bickered, the jaguar goddess and the snake goddess were thick as thieves, and Miralea’s plush black jaguar’s tail flickered as she and her sister shared an impish grin. “It’s time for Carth to get a taste of all she’s dished out. Though I wish there were a way to punish her that didn’t involve allowing her to feel the pleasure of your thick cock.”
“Claiming her as his own is more than enough punishment for Carth.” Xanrith shook her head at the orange-eyed cat Archon, and after I shot her a confused glance, the flame-winged goddess’ features softened. “I don’t mean to sound sympathetic. I’m not. You deserve to claim her as your own, my master. I only mean this punishment is the right thing for all involved.”
“Must you always be such a suck-up, Xanrith?” Utuni groaned, and the snake goddess hung her head back in annoyance. “My goodness, we get it, you surrendered, but that doesn’t make you any better than the rest of us.”
“Even if it did, we were here first,” Veopa reminded her umber-skinned sister. “Your standing in this hierarchy is not as high as you pretend it to be.”
“All of you, stop it right now,” I growled, and I used a wave of my will to embolden the words so the Archons knew I was serious on the matter. “I didn’t bring you here to argue, and if you carry on in this way any longer, I’ll lock you all back up and throw away the key without a single thought. Is that clear?”
“Yes, master,” Utuni and Veopa muttered in unison.
“Good.” I nodded. “Now, the task at hand. Sera, I need you to take the others with you and collect Carth. Something tells me she’s going to put up a fight, and I have a feeling it’ll take all of you to keep her from running.”
“As you wish, master,” Sera replied with an elegantly raised eyebrow.
“She will not evade us, master, I assure you.” Miralea grinned, and then the six Archons vanished from my sight.
I didn’t expect this to go easily, but I hoped Carth would finally be weakened enough to make this simpler than it was with the others. She wouldn’t submit to me willingly as Xan had, but I hoped there wouldn’t be much of a fight. Carth and I had spent an evening together when I was her prisoner in the Shadowscape, but I hadn’t officially captured her before we’d fucked, so I couldn’t claim her afterward in the same way I had with the others.
I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
Suddenly, growls and cries filled the landscape around me, and the Archons manifested with a writhing Carth in their arms. The horned goddess looked even angrier than I’d last seen her, and she thrashed like a wild animal as she was restrained by the other Archons.
“So, you’ve returned,” Carth spat bitterly, and her russet eyes flashed as they trailed over me. “Pity, I thought you’d changed your mind.”
“No.” I shook my head at the horned Archon. “I have not. Every word I spoke to you was the truth. I intend to claim you as my own, so there’s no use fighting it. You’re mine, Carth.”
“We’ll see about that,” the goddess growled as she thrashed about, but her efforts were futile. The other Archons’ grip around her was too tight for Carth to escape, though that didn’t quell her fire.
“Resisting will only make things harder on yourself,” I tried to reason with the Archon.
“I am not some prize to be claimed, you insolent--” Carth hissed, but I was tired of her arguments and insults.
“Lay her down on the bed,” I spoke over the horned Archon’s complaints and addressed the others.
“With pleasure.” Sera grinned.
The six monster goddesses carried Carth over to the bed as instructed, and once she was pinned down to the mattress, I climbed on top of her. The other Archons backed up to give us some space, and aside from Xan, who seemed almost sympathetic to the matter, they all wore similar expressions of excitement as they waited for me to conquer their sister.
“There’s no use fighting,” I repeated to Carth, and I once again used my will to enhance the seriousness and severity of my words. “You are mine. You belong to me, Carth, and you will submit to me whether you like it or not. You couldn’t evade me even if you wanted to. I am the Beastmaker, damn it, and you will do as I say!”
Silence filled the room, and finally, Carth stopped struggling beneath me. Her body shook and thrashed, but there was a stillness in her eyes that told another story. She knew she didn’t have the fight left in her, and she was too weak to use her magic against me. Without her power of influence, she had no other defense.
She was mine.
With one hand, I held her in place, and with the other, I reached down and grabbed the zipper of the goddess’ dark brown leather bodysuit. Then I tugged the small piece of metal, slid it down the length of the garment, and revealed the smooth green-tinted skin of Carth’s lean abdomen.
Her dark nipples tightened as I ran a finger down her exposed skin, and Carth let out an involuntary gasp as I neared her lower half. I needed to remove the rest of her suit, but couldn’t do it without the use of both of my hands, so I raised my head and turned the other Archons.
“Hold her down if she begins to fight,” I instructed them, but the moment the words left my lips, Carth began to shake her head.
“Afford me some dignity, will you?” she muttered. “I do not need to be bound or held down like some kind of animal. I will lie here and take your manhood willingly.”
“Forgive me if I don’t trust you,” I replied with narrowed eyes. “You don’t exactly have the best record when it comes to telling the truth, and you’re also in no position to make demands.”
“Consider it a request, then,” Carth said in a softened tone. “Please don’t restrain me. I won’t fight you, Beastmaker.”
“Really?” I scoffed.
“Yes,” Carth assured me, and even though part of me knew it would be a mistake to trust her, the other part was swayed by her calm tone. Every conversation I had with the Archon had consisted of sly remarks and sneers, but the words that fell from her lips had an aura of truth about them.
“Alright,” I said, and with the other Archons at the ready, I released my grip on Carth and used both hands to peel the rest of her bodysuit away.
As the garment fell to the floor, I admired the goddess’ trim and sexy figure. Carth’s body was muscular but curved in all of the right ways, and the sight of her naked form made my mouth water.
The horned Archon sat up slightly, and the other goddesses flinched in preparation to grab her, but Carth simply smoothed her waist-length chestnut brown waves down over her shoulders to keep it from tangling behind her and then laid back down.
As I waited for the goddess to settle, I sat up, unzipped my trousers, and pulled out my stiffened member. Carth’s russet eyes darted down to it immediately, and the fear and fight were now completely gone from her gaze.
She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
Sera helped ease my pants off completely, and once I removed my shirt, I climbed back on top of Carth, leaned down, and kissed the smooth planes of her toned abdomen. Carth let out a small sigh as I moved down her body, and once I reached her hip bone, she trembled. I could see her entrance glisten with slick wetness already, so, without another word, I gripped my cock and gently slid inside her quivering tunnel. Then I pushed myself deeper within her tight pussy, and Carth’s eyes closed as her back arched.
“Ohh,” the Archon sighed in a breathy tone. “Ohh, that feels…”
Her words trailed off as her burgundy-painted lips parted, and suddenly, the goddess let out a soft moan. The sound sent a chill through me, and I began to thrust within her with slow, careful strokes.
“Do you like that?” I growled.
“Oh, Gryfffff.” Carth trembled, and I hastened my thrusts and pushed my hardened member deeper and deeper until I could practically feel the border of her womb. Carth’s pulsating tunnel clamped around me like a vise, and a shiver ran down my spine as the intensity built up within me. The horned goddess was unbelievably tight and felt even better than I’d remembered.
My blood ran hot as I pumped into her, and based on her contracting muscles, I knew we were both reaching orgasm.
“Harder, Beastmakerrrrr.” Carth’s moans echoed throughout the room as her hips bucked and writhed.
“You’re mine,” I growled as I continued to slam into her. The horned Archon felt so fucking good, and with every thrust of my cock, I felt my power over her grow.
“Give me your seed!” Carth begged me as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Please, Beastmaker, fill my womb with your powerful seed! Give it to me! I am all yours!”
My leg began to burn with a fiery intensity around the area of Carth’s tattoo as her moans and cries filled my ears, but the sensation was overshadowed by my need to make the goddess mine. A groan rippled through my chest as my climax crescendoed, and my head pounded mercilessly in my ears.
“Oh, Gryff…” Carth cried as orgasm struck her, and her eyes closed as her body spasmed and shuddered.
The sight of it was enough to push me over the edge, but before I reached euphoria, I quickly pulled out of the goddess’ hungry tunnel. Then pleasure erupted through me like a volcano, and I let out a roar of desire as rivers of my hot seed sprayed all over Carth’s abdomen.
The other Archons immediately abandoned their posts around the bed and rushed in to try to catch some in their waiting mouths.
My climax pulsed through me in waves, and I lost myself in the pleasure of it all as streams of my seed poured everywhere. Carth’s body continued to shake as she came down from her orgasm, and she clung to the sheets with trembling hands. She didn’t seem to care about my juices nearly as much as the other monster goddesses and seemed content to lie there as she enjoyed her own pleasure.
“Master, I need more,” Phi begged as she licked a string of my sperm from the corner of her mouth.
“Please, let us have the pleasure of your delicious seed once more,” Utuni pleaded with enormous eyes.
“I want to feel your glorious cock within me,” Sera added as she licked her lips. “Please, master, fill my womb with your powerful seed, and together, we shall have children more powerful than--”
“Maybe next time.” I shook my head as I began to reclaim control over myself, and Carth’s tattoo on my thigh tingled as it completed itself. “If there is one, of course. If you all don’t start getting along, I might have to reconsider some things--”
“We’ll start getting along!” Miralea interjected, and her cat ears flattened against her head. “I promise!”
“Yes, master, we’ll behave,” Veopa insisted.
“We’ll see,” I said, and as my orgasm plateaued, I peered back down at Carth.
