Chapter 21: My Dosha

Lucian

What a stressful night. Once we got back inside, Isla’s mother noticed the pallor on her skin. But it had been worse earlier, and both Isla and I knew that. She was slowly regaining her strength, even being stubborn enough to refuse me carrying her back inside. She promised me she was fine, and that it was the result of letting her guard down earlier.

But how did a shadow elp slip inside her mouth without her realizing it?

Crafty motherfuckers for sure. I was still shaken up from it. I could have lost her back there. Thankfully, we both made it out alive. And after she retired for the night, Cai came back inside as well, the both of us sharing a post mission report painted in the blood of our fallen enemies.

I was sure to have gotten some EXP from that skirmish, so I decided to take a quick look at my stats by thinking, trigger self-stats.

 

Triggered Self-Stats:

Name: Lucian Reafe

Race: Human/Ligerian

Class: Kiran’s Heir

Role: N/A

Level: 10 - Experience: 9422 / 10000 (next level)

Points to be allocated: 0

[] Agility: 33

[] Brawn: 33

[] Charisma: 88

[] Weapons Durability: 0

[] Core Range (Vessel’s Light Capacity): 0

 

Health: 1000/1000

Light Energy: 76%

Innate Light Specialty: none

Weapon: Back Breaker-armed

Weapon EXP: 52

 

Skills

Light Classes Learned: none

Light Enabled Abilities: Weapon Infuse: Tethers weapon to user’s light energy, thus empowering it. Slowly draws energy with use.

 

Items

Light’s Core

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Sweet, I was almost at level eleven! at this rate, I’d bulk up in points in no time, especially if I stayed here and continued fighting these Rasani elps.

The court wasn’t kidding about these night time attacks. I was thankful I could keep my promise to Lady Cecil and Isla, and with these powers, this crusade was only the beginning. I felt unstoppable, giving myself a nice pat on the back for a job well done, and decided to rest up myself, hopefully to a less chaotic morning. But after I washed up, something told me to walk toward the front door to my bedroom, feeling as if someone was standing there…

It was damn near two in the morning now. My mind must have been playing tricks on me…

I swung the door open, and there was nothing there, nothing but the sweet smell of cherries wafting through the hallway. My stomach must have drawn me over, warping my brain, because I was two seconds from cartoonishly levitating down to the kitchen for a post-midnight snack. The food would have to wait, though, but before I closed my door, I heard someone’s feet scurrying away from me, the sound of hinges creaking in my ears.

Hmm, so someone was trying to pay me a visit. I wondered who…

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I dreamt about a different Ligera last night, a peaceful one without shadow elps or The Void threatening their way of life. There was a cornucopia of women and children, fields filled with livestock and crops ready for harvest. Days were long and nights ran short, and the Ligerian population all rejoiced to their new sun god, me. The dystopian era was gone, all thanks to yours truly, and I took my father’s place in the kingdom of Raito. I woke up feeling energized this morning because of it, feeling like I had a new purpose in life. It was the strangest thing fighting off those shadow elps last night, making me forget all about that contract I had with Cai. I wasn’t just some foreigner in Ligera, I was one of them now, their savior, and their protector. I embraced it, including all of the responsibilities that came with the title. Preserve, protect, and populate.

I had that last one already on my mind, waking up with a raging boner. From what? Could have been the battle last night, working side by side with Isla, who showed me a taste of what she could do with that sword. Now I wanted to see what she could do with my sword, finishing up my morning routine, just to head out my door with an actual visitor waiting for me this time.

Speaking of Lady Rasani…

I gasped, not expecting Isla to be standing by my door, looking up to me baffled. She had her fist up, ready to knock on my door, with a guilty face hidden behind that obvious blush.

She slipped her hand behind her hips quick and cleared her throat, where I noticed what she was wearing—a silky little number, in ivory white, looking like she didn’t even bother getting dressed when she got out of bed. My curious eyes learned to admire the crop top and booty shorts, putting a dirty smile on my face while I waited for her to address the winner of our little bet.

“Um, thank you,” she whispered.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I said, thank you,” she growled behind her teeth, my ears barely catching her being appreciative.

“Whoa? Lady Isla Mautoise of Rasani here saying thank you, to me? A lowly human of Earth? Why, this must be my lu—” She immediately shushed me, ramming her finger over my lips, that resistance on her face making me take a step back.

“Don’t you dare start with your sarcasm, Lucian!” she huffed. “This is already hard enough for me!” she cried, inching closer to me, before she closed the door shut with the heel of her bare foot. Heh, she was frustrated that she lost the bet, I could tell, Isla clenching her arms, rubbing them up and down as she paced further into my bedroom.

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“So, that’s why you’re here? You couldn’t wait until maybe, I don’t know, two or three more rounds of monster slaying?”

“Would you shut up?” she snapped sourly, giving me her back while I plopped myself comfortably back on my bed. I had every right to gloat, Isla being the most difficult person I’ve met so far in Ligera. I lounged on that bed too, on the side, with my hand against my head, and an inviting pose for her to ravish me.

“Heh, sorry for teasing you. But I get it. I’m sure a brat like you had never lost a bet before,” I continued. “But don’t worry, it’ll be two hours of your life that you’ll never forget.” I winked. “I promise.”

“I don’t like being seen like that, looking so… defenseless,” she started, my face churning at her comment.

“Defenseless? Exactly what kind of kink did you expect us to be—”

“I’m talking about last night, asshole!” she blurted, snapping her raging eyes to me with a fist curled up ready to serve her sun god.

I got up, noticing Isla taking us back to a few hours ago, when I’d pulled that deadly slug from out of her mouth. She calmed down when she saw me approach her, a blooming serious conversation calling for a serious Lucian.

“I can’t expect you to understand how terrible that could have ended for me. You haven’t lived here long enough to know how shadow elps claim bodies, or end them.”

My eyes lowered soberly. “Isla…”

“It could have kept growing until it popped my head clean off my shoulders, or, it could have possessed me, making me a shadow walker. And to be honest, I’d rather die than be made a pawn in killing my people. I was fortunate to have you there with me, Lucian. I rarely slip up like that. I know better than to drop my guard. All it took was a second, that first time you saved me from that huge one growing from behind me. It must have crawled on me without me noticing somehow.” She shivered, holding onto herself tightly. “Eh, I still feel disgusted by it.”

“Well, you look as good as new, now,” I said with a smile. “It’s what I’m here for, right? To serve and protect? I’m the one who should be feeling lu—” She caught me again, shutting me up a second time! Although this method I was all for, feeling Isla’s lips against mine. She tip-toed to reach my height, the girl forceful behind that passionate thank you kiss. I closed my eyes and took her by the nape, her red hair sweeping over my fingers, so I could answer back to her, letting the lady of the court know that I took all tokens of appreciation.

She pulled back from me an inch, those hazel stargazed eyes latched on me. “Isla, did you try seeing me last night?” I whispered, Isla turning away bashfully.

“I came here to pay my dues,” she whispered back.

“Yeah?” Heh, I suspected such, taking Isla underneath that heart-shaped ass of hers and lifting her over my shaft. She snatched my shoulders, my bold moves taking the lady by surprise.

“You know, Cecil told me all about how you operate,” I admitted to her, my voice smooth and seductive. “All dirty jokes aside, I think it’s really remarkable what you’re doing here, not only for your mom, but for your people. Taking initiative, raising up to be a fighter rather than a victim. That’s not an easy thing to do. And if I can be honest, I have a thing for redheads. Eh, even though my last encounter with one wasn’t the best.”

She grinned. “I bet that mouth of yours got you into a lot of trouble.”

“Always,” I said with a smile. “But you’re a different case entirely. Grilling my ass ever since I stepped foot into this court,” I said as I walked her over to my bed, dropping her ass along its edge. Her body sprung like a slinky, my hands making quick work of getting those clothes off of Isla as soon as possible. And she didn’t stop me, looking at me lost, like she hadn’t a clue… She let me take all of her in, from that smooth creamy skin, to those huge D cups bouncing into place once I’d slipped her crop top off. I could already smell the wet heat between her closed legs, Isla being awfully coy with me as she tried to hide her delicious curves.

“And there’s nothing I like more than breaking a stubborn woman,” I cooed, slipping my top over my head, before I flopped out the goods.

On cue, Isla’s eyes grew wide, those hazel hues locked on my hard on. I slapped it around for her a little, made her legs curl up. I could tell she was excited, and so was I, lost bet or not.

“I knew you had your eyes on me since the first day we met.”

“No I didn’t!” she retorted, her face telling me different story. I flipped her over, letting those perky cheeks arch up to my groin, pinning Isla’s knees together on the bed.

“Keep talking like that, Isla,” I leaned over her arched back and whispered in her ear, “you’re only turning me on...”

I didn’t bother with a warning, this pussy begging for an introduction since day one. Rough angry sex was the best kind of sex, and I was hungry, grabbing my cock at the base so I could guide my throbbing girth inside her. I caught Isla snatching the sheets with her fists, moaning into her tousled hair as I prepared to plow her back. I watched as my dick did a disappearing act, right into her tight walls, my chest tightening up as Isla swallowed me in.

“Shit,” I surrendered, “Damn, Isla…” A well-deserved wait. I had Isla grabbing me in all the right places, those hot juices swimming in a pink paradise. I didn’t even remember when my hands latched on her hips, my eyes distracted with how those cheeks ricocheted into my balls with every hard pump I pounded her with.

The feeling was incredible, those squishy ruffles guiding me down the depths of her cozy tunnel. I couldn’t stop, adjusting to catch her soft spot. And when I did, it showed, Isla was barely able to contain herself with all of that squirming.

“Mmph, Lucian…” she said in a sexy whimper, the blanket of silky red hair draped over her back jumping off her skin with every beat. And I’d beat her to no end, the feeling of her sex like fire. I leaned in to suppress the need to nut too soon, grabbing my little rose flower by the back of her neck, whispering dirty words through her virgin ears.

“You probably should have given me a harder bet,” I purred. “You had a feeling I’d come back stronger, and you were looking forward to this ass-beating, weren’t you?”

“Shut up and cum inside me, already,” she ordered me, “so you can satisfy your godly agenda…”

She stunned me. “Isla?” I pulled out, feeling like I had to set her straight.

I wasn’t done with the Lady of Rasani, my legs straddling her while my cock bounced over that swollen mound of hers. Her face was the reddest I’ve seen, Isla trying to hide her flush from me with those sweaty stray hairs all over her skin. But she was also trying to hide something else, and I wanted to know where that comment came from.

I brushed her hair aside and turned her beautiful face my way, cupping my hand against her cheek. “I like it better like this. That way, I can see the expression on your face when I make you cum,” I jested.

“You have no filter, do you?”

“Do you think this is just me fucking with you because I have to?”

“Wasn’t that what our deal was all about?”

“No… I mean, yeah, but, this is more than that,” I confessed, slipping my cock back inside her warmth before leaning my body over that hourglass figure. “Mmm… unless, you don’t feel the same way about me. Either way, I’m going to enjoy this moment of us being together regardless.”

“Why would you say that, knowing how I feel?” she asked bashfully.

I grinned. “It’s nice to hear you finally admitting that you like me,” I purred, jerking my hips between her legs again.

“Lucian…”

“You know, it’s okay to show me you’re enjoying this. You can drop your guard with me just this once, Isla. Why don’t we have some fun with it? I know you can talk dirty. You already have a potty mouth,” I chuckled.

“Very funny!” she sassed. “But, I’m not really good with bed talk…” she said timidly.

“You’ve never tried it with me.”

“Fuck me, daddy,” she said in an awkward anger.

I laughed. “Ha, you’re right, you’re terrible at it,” I teased, Isla giving me a playful punch in my arm. “Come on, try saying it in a different tone,” I said, giving her a few strokes of motivation. “More sexy, less petty…”

“Mmm, Lucian… fuck me, daddy…” she sang, those eyes rolling to the back of her head. That look on her had me going too, breaking my momentum, until she clamped her fingers in my biceps, Isla’s chest arching up nice and high. I’d never crossed a quiet cummer, Isla’s convulsing and her pussy crushing my cock with strong contractions the only indication of her reaching an orgasm. It was different, an exciting type of different, making me blow my load inside her. I had no chance, especially after the wave of pulses slipping down her grabbed my cock even tighter. Isla had my head going numb, my breathing jagged, and my body tight. And then, I felt a stream of warm liquid spray my happy trail, and that’s when Isla showed me what her throat could really do.

She gave me a cry I’d never forget, tears streaming out of her eyes. More of that warm juice continued to squirt at me, but my hips kept going. I wasn’t done, not until she was, feeling my seed squishing and splashing inside her.

Her body begged me to stop once she finished, Isla being overloaded from it all. I’d tuckered her out, the lady of Rasani unable to even open her eyes as she mumbled something too low for me to hear.

I pulled out, the weight of my cock heavy and spongy as it sat on her mound. I swear I could see steam coming out of it, cum still oozing off the tip. Isla laid there limp, her perky breasts heaving in and out. I looked down to see that she had squirted on me, a true first.

“Sorry if you didn’t want me to stop. It looked like I was about to break you,” I said, Isla still trying to mouth something to me. “Hey, are you all right? Do you need another round of mouth to mouth?” I teased, Isla taking the joke better than I thought when she flicked me off. I chuckled, taking her under her arms, Isla clearly having enough strength left in her to take me down and abuse my act of kindness!

I wasn’t trying to fall underneath her, Isla capitalizing and tossing my back on the bed with her weight anyway. I wouldn’t fight it, letting her lips brush against mine as we fell on the bed together. Then she looked at me lovingly, giving me a soft kiss. “Lucian, I want to call you something else,” she whispered. “I want to call you… my Dosha.”

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