Sophia's breath caught in her throat, and her heart thrummed in her chest. Gasps and whimpers escaped her parted lips as she struggled to recover her breath. Her moans mixed with grunts and the squeaking bed underneath her as toe curling ecstacy sparked in a thousand ways under the sweat of her skin.
"Oh, god!" Her eyes rolled into the back of her skull. The blonde was unable to comprehend the pleasure that was searing itself into her mind.
She cast her gaze to the ceiling, leaning into the chest of her lover as he clasped her breasts in his hands. His teeth and tusks brushed against her skin, producing static shock as he nibbled on her ear. His voice, a low baritone, came out husky and hoarse. "You're mine."
The words made her womb ache as his throbbing mass hit the entrance of her womb with every thrust.
His teeth sank into the flesh of her shoulder and she howled, stars clouding her vision as his hips clashes against her ass, repeatedly shoving his dick as far in as her tight hole would allow.
Sophia moaned and grabbed his hands. She squeezed her eyes as tight as she could as the Orc brought her to yet another toe curling orgasm. The daughter of Agmos knew not how many times the orc had made her orgasm.
She had hardly even recovered from the high of her lust as the Orc shoved her face into the bed with minimal effort and increased his pace, filling the room with a satisfying squelching sound as he worked for her moans. The orc made sure to slap her ass and each time his hand struck hot on her rear, Sophia let out yet another chain of moans.
Sophia could hardly recall how she'd gotten into this situation. The star-eyed blond could hardly even remember his face in all the haze. All she knew was that she wanted him deep inside of her, and she wanted him to breed her.
The orc grabbed Sophia's hips and flipped her onto her back. The momentary departure of his cock from her sleeve left her longing, but he was quick to fill the gap. The orc shoved his cock deep into her cunt and fucked her with renewed vigour.
As if this pleasure hadn't already been enough, the orc thumbed her exposed clit and rolled her nipple between his fingers. Sophia couldn't moan any louder than she already was. Their neighbours would hear, no doubt. But as the next orgasm washed over her like fine wine, she found herself uncaring as her voice turned hoarse and the orc wrapped his arms around her waist, cradling her in his embrace.
The orc forced Sophia into a kiss and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Sophia attempted to fight him for dominance, but it was for naught. The orc had complete control over her, and she was powerless to stop him, not that she wanted to.
Sophia found her legs wrap around his waist and her arms around his neck--her nails dug into the orcs back. His humps became more desperate and his kiss more vigorous. This was bliss. The days of the temple and its teachings became a distant memory in the demi-goddess's mind as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull and her toes curled.
The orc, with a ragged breath, broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against hers. "Where?" His voice was strained- desperate- as if he wouldn't last much longer.
And Sophia, in her bewildered state, met his obsidian gaze. With a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, she let out a whisper: "Breed me."
It was a command so bold and so invigorating that the orc let out a deep growl as his cock somehow managed to get harder and his thrusts grew faster. Sophia held the orc's gaze as his thrusts became more rabid and his grunts more common.
He was on the edge. She could see it in the danger that gleamed in his eyes--the eyes that searched hers for some deeper meaning, some extra emotion. But she meant it every single second of the way. She wanted his seed deep in her womb.
Sophia's nails dug deeper and deeper into his back as she whispered the words repeatedly. "Breed me." Every time they left her mouth, the words seemed to push the orc closer and closer to orgasm.
His arms tightened around her waist, and his muscles tensed. "Release your seed deep inside of me, please!"
Those words were the final nail in the coffin. The end of the line.
The orc rammed his cock as deep inside of Sophia as he could go, pressing his tip right against the entrance of her womb. She wanted his kids, and her eyes lit with glee as his spunk shot right into her womb, painting it white as grunt after grunt, the Orc unloading the contents of his balls into her deepest depths.
Sophia let out a long moan, joining the Orc in his orgasm as the newfound warmth entered her womb.
The orcs' orgasm lasted nearly as long as hers, and his seed left her womb brimming at the seams. It was a pleasure unlike anything Sophia had experienced before, and she wasn't a virgin either.
The orcs' muscles finally loosened, and he lowered Sophia onto the bed, allowing the blonde to capture her breath. "Wow!" Her voice was hoarse from all the moaning, but she didn't care. "That was something else."
The orc grunted and grabbed her hips. His eyes scoured every inch of her body, from the bite mark on her shoulder to the boho sun hanging from her navel piercing. He made her skin shiver as he ate her whole with his eyes alone.
The orc began to pull out, but Sophia tightened around him. She wasn't ready for him to leave her yet. She wanted to be sure, sure that he'd done the deed. The Orc hissed and moved back in, burying himself to the hilt.
"You're one greedy woman." He placed a hand next to her tangled hair and leaned over her. Even his voice had butterflies swirling in her stomach, right next to the swathes of cum he'd just pumped into her. And a smile spread across his lips, doing more wonders to the human. "However, if it's children you want, then it's children you'll get."
Sophia moaned as the Orc began thrusting again. It may have been his first orgasm of the night, but it was far from being the last. The orc lowered his head and buried his face in the valley between her breasts. His tusks poked her skin as his lips planted a gentle kiss against her sternum. "I'll mark you in a way that lets the whole world know that you're mine."
He rasped as he wrapped his lips around her nipple and began to suckle--as if doing so would produce milk.
Sophia ran her hands through his short hair and wrapped her fingers in it. "Do it, baby."
She moaned as the orc began thrusting. Continuing what would be a night of pure ecstasy for the duo.
***
When Sophia came to, she was met with a vast mixture of feelings and sensations. Most of all, she felt the dull aching in her lower back and the squirming of her womb as it struggled to contain the sheer volume of semen that the orc had pumped into her.
A steady blush crept onto the woman's cheeks. She didn't even know the Orc's name, but she'd begged him to put a child in her. How shameful! She felt like screaming into her hands. The worst part was that she wasn't even mad that they hadn't exchanged names. She was just annoyed that she hadn't a name to scream while he railed her into the bed.
"Good morning." The deep but gentle voice of the orc stirred the woman from her thoughts. "Did you manage to sleep at all?" His voice was soothing--it pulled her away from her concerns and made her feel safe.
His arms were massive and muscular, and both of the olive coloured appendages were wrapped around her waist with his chest pressed against hers. "Good morning." Sophia's voice was still hoarse, but the wanders of magic had done well to soothe it. "Err..." She paused, trying to guess his name.
The orc's eyes filled with mirth as he peppered her neck with kisses. "Atlas of the Kan'Bva. And you are?"
Why did that name sound so familiar? Sophia perished the thought and turned to face the orc, leaving her past embarrassment as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Sophia Dawn, of the human realm."
The orc chuckled and rolled onto his back, pulling her onto his lap. "You needn't accommodate me with such mundane pleasantries. I know your ilk don't hail from clans."
Sophia could already feel his throbbing mass, poking against her cheek. But her cunny was far too sore to take him again so she opted to slide onto his stomach and place her hands on his massive chest.
The orc raised a brow and placed his hands on her thighs. He seemed displeased by the blatant denial but was otherwise pleased to have a view of the woman who now sat atop him. His eyes lingered on her chest especially.
Sophia, curious, looked down and cupped her breasts in her hands, and that's where his work became evident. Hickeys and bites were peppered all over her milky flesh. Not one ounce of skin was left unmarked, not even her aerioli.
She could feel the lingering pleasure and stinging all over her body, too. Her thighs, her shoulders and even her ass. Atlas had gone above and beyond to keep his promise from the night before.
"As much as I'm enjoying this." The orc's eyes widened, highlighting her chest. "I believe my party will be waiting for me in the lobby."
Sophia's eyes widened as well, but for a different reason. "Right." She looked to the closed window. A faint amount of orange light was filtering into the room, and she just knew that it was already around eight o'clock.
She was supposed to meet Sebastian in the lobby by seven. Sophia could only hope that her sibling found some hot elf lady that kept him up for as long as Atlas kept her up.
Sophia shifted off of Atlas's lap and wriggled her toes. At least her legs were still in working condition. "So, uh, on the off chance I do end up pregnant..." Sophia couldn't believe how casually she was asking such a question. "Do you plan on raising them?"
The orc raised a brow. "You took the Filner potion before we made love, Sophia of the human realm. You won't have any children, not because of last night."
Sophia clicked her tongue. Right, that made sense. Why else would he cum inside of her?
She shifted her focus to her clothes, which were strewn about all over the floor, save for one or two items, somehow. She began to collect everything, and while she did so, Atlas regarded her.
Sophia was a beautiful woman. Standing at five foot four with what he would consider lovely breasts and wide baby-making hips. She had an hourglass frame and an excellent figure, and her face was beautiful to boot. She had large almond shaped eyes, but there was a uniqueness to them. They were golden, and where the black pupils should have been, there were four pronged stars, white as her sclera that almost made her eyes glow.
She had a cute button nose with plump pink lips and a steady jaw. Her hair was a mess. Shoulder length curly, light blond hair that was cut into a layered bob. Atlas was to thank for its current disheveled state, and he was proud to admit it.
Sophia was clueless to his stare as she stepped into her terracotta coloured harem pants and slid them on. She put on a crochet crisscross halter top, it was a natural tan in colour and covered her breasts, wrapping around her neck. She also put on ankle-strap sandals of the same colour.
The outfit left little to the imagination from the waist up, and it all but exposed his markings on the valley between her breasts, her shoulders and her stomach. He only wished he'd done so on her back.
Lastly, the woman put cream coloured woven linen wraps on, wrapping them around her palms, wrists and forearms. They resembled to the orc what a martial artist would wear, and the faint amount of blood on the knuckles was tantamount to that.
And the whole time Atlas watched, his dragon was standing at full mast. When Sophia finally met his gaze, he glanced down at it hoping that, even though she wasn't open to one more fucking, a good sucking would be in order.
Much to his delight, the woman came to a tacit understanding with him and crawled onto the bed with puckered lips. Oh, his party could afford to wait a little while.
Sophia cleared her throat, wiping a small amount of sperm from the corner of her lips as she stepped into the hallway. She was alone, yet, somehow, she could already feel gazes plastered all over her marked skin. Yet, she dared lick the sperm off her finger as she approached her room at the end of the hallway: room two zero nine. It was the ninth room on the second floor.
She fished in her pocket for her key and pulled it out. She unlocked the door in an instant and entered. What was the point of even hiring this room if I was going to mooch off of Atlas? Sophia shook her head and massaged her temples.
Either way, at least it stored her valuables, which were all stored in her enchanted soft leather sling bag. It contained her potions, spare clothes and all other sorts of goodies that she and Sebastian might need on the road, including her gold.
Sophia opened the bag and gave it a cursory inspection before slinging the strap over her shoulder and fixing up her appearance once more. Gods, she didn't want to face Sebastian like this, but literally, her entire wardrobe was this!
With a heavy sigh, Sophia walked to the lobby.
Sebastian was waiting with a blissful expression plastered all over his face, along with about six red lipstick marks. Sophia swore she could see a bit of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth. Her older brother was waiting at a table and frequently glanced at one of the bartenders, who kept flashing the golden-eyed man cheeky smiles.
The redhead seemed to be the source of his pleased state. It made his star-speckled eyes look even more dreamier than usual.
That all came to a halt when Sebastian met her gaze.
For all intents and purposes, Sebastian was a male version of Sophia. Though, it would be more apt to say she was a female version of him, being the younger of the two and all that. he had short light blonde hair, light beige skin and golden eyes with white stars for pupils. He was the taller of the two, with broader shoulders.
If he ever bothered to build up some muscle, Sophia was certain that he'd have women lining up to put that look on his face.
That being said, she knew her twin would have a lot of questions to ask once he finished taking in the hickeys and bite marks that were peppered all over her exposed skin. A man and a woman whistled as she walked past and took her seat at the table alongside Sebastian.
Sebastian, much to her chagrin, leaned on the table, resting his chin in the open palm of his hand. "So, I take it you enjoyed last night just about as much as I did?"
His eye landed on a particular hickey that Atlas had made sure to put on her chin, where Sophia would not be able to hide it, should she try to. Sebastian smirked, basking in the deafening silence that permeated his twin sister.
"What? You're not the only one with marks all over your body."
Sophia blushed furiously, unable to meet her brother's gaze. "Ew, why did you feel the need to tell me that?"
Sebastian grinned. Still drunk from the pleasure of the night before. "You're flaunting it. Thought I'd make sure you knew that you weren't the only one that got action last night."
Sophia pinged the bridge of her nose and rolled her eyes. "Gods above, what is wrong with you?" The blonde did her best to ignore the various gazes that were scouring her back. Somehow, she knew that one of them belonged to Atlas.
"Anyways? What were we supposed to do today?" She'd change the topic, Sophia decided.
Sebastian sighed and leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. "Heck if I care. I want to stay here." He eyed the red-haired waitress with more than a little desire. "But..." He released a bated breath. "I guess we should do it, huh?"
Sophia blinked once, twice and then thrice. "That doesn't answer my question."
Her twin brother rolled his eyes. "We were supposed to spend the day gathering supplies for our next expedition into the Silver Crescent Dungeon." Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper. "Stocking up on potions, a new set of bedrolls after that skulk lizard destroyed mine, rations and a few other items." Sebastian unfolded the paper and handed it to Sophia.
Her eyes widened in recognition as she took in the relatively short list. How had she forgotten that they were going shopping again today? She pressed three fingers against her bottom lip and winced as a dull aching spread from her bruised ass and thighs. Right, that's how. She thought, letting a small smile slip onto her face.
Sophia folded the list and pocketed it in her bag. "Breakfast first, then shopping?"
"Sure." Sebastian's gaze shifted to the other side of the room, past the waitress. "Looks like your partner wants you for breakfast, though, so we'd better hurry up."
Sophia blushed furiously and kicked her brother under the table. "Ouch!" Sebastian cracked a smile as he rubbed his sore shin. "Duelly noted, I won't bring the orc up! Ow, what was that for?"
***
The twins roamed the streets of Verantha City at a brisk pace. It was a robust city made of stone and black rock with streets filled with carvans and people alike, going about their business.
Sebastian and Sophia found themselves right in the middle of the shopping district, surrounded by stalls of all sorts. From fur rugs to counterfeit essence stones, these streets had it all.
Many a man and woman called out to the twins, begging to get their attention for whatever mundane goods they had to offer. Bracelets, swords, and rare materials from a forgotten island off the coast of Ravensreach. Some were interesting, while others... not so much.
It was the potion stall that caught the twins' attention first. An old man wearing a tunic and trousers stood under the canopy of his tent, tending to his vast amount of potions. The man had crates of the stuff behind him and two guards to watch over it for him.
Unlike his peers, the man stood silent, yet his stall was the busiest of them all.
The potions came in a multitude of shapes and colours. Green, red, blue, gold, you name it, and he had it. From health to 'stamina' being green and pink respectively to mana and energy as blue and orange in order, the man had at least five of everything the twins needed on the table alone.
But judging by how busy his stall was, Sophia was certain that his stock would be gone by the end of the day. Which made her glad that they had found him relatively early.
Sophia approached the man first, offering a smile as he met her gaze and dared not look lower. "Greetings, miss." The man lowered his head. "What can I do you for?"
The young woman placed her hand on the table and thrummed her fingers. "Six healing, mana and energy potions totaling eighteen potions with two filner potions, please."
The old man flashed Sophia a knowing smile and turned around, collecting the items from his various crates. In total, the man presented twenty potions. "That'll be ten silvers." Sophia nodded and reached into her bag. With a thought, the coins appeared in her hand, and she produced them for the man. "Here ya go."
He lugged the potions into Sophia's hands, and Sebastian did well to hold her bag open for her while she deposited them inside. "We'll split them up later, yeah?"
Sebastian nodded and smiled at his sister. "Two Filner potions?"
She slapped him.
The next item on their shopping list was a new bedroll for Sebastian. The two continued to wander the streets, coming to a halt when a loud screech reverberated throughout the city streets.
Sebastian and Sophia met gazes, both thinking the same thing: What the hell was that?
The people of the streets were startled as well, so it wasn't something that happened regularly, if at all. "Maybe a beast got out of the dungeon?" Sebastian cast a glance behind them, in the direction it came from.
Sophia pursed her lip. "No, that wouldn't make sense. The guards at A-Rank at least, so unlikely."
The screech reverberated a second time, this time louder and closer. There was something odd about it, though. Something that just didn't seem right to Sophia. Like Atlas' name, there was a certain sense of familiarity that came along with it.
Like she'd heard it before.
"Whatever, I'm sure the guards'll deal with it." Sophia waved off her momentary concern, and the duo continued their trek through the city streets.
Until the screech came again. This time, from above them.
Something large cast a shadow over the two and the entire market, the screech closer than ever before, and Sophia's heart nearly caught in her throat. That's where she heard it. Back in the temple, in its hidden dungeon, battling away with Sebastian. They'd bested it back then, but it'd only been an infant at the time.
Sophia pressed her hand against Sebastian's shoulder and met his gaze. "Run."
With a light push, she flung him out of the market just as a massive black dragon landed beside them. The mere force of the impact of it colliding with the ground sent bricks, carriages, people and stalls alike all hurtling into the air. Sophia was no exception.
The star-eyed woman shot into the air, but she was in control. Her gaze locked squarely on the dragon below. It was massive, at least twice as big as any of the largest commoner-owned homes she'd seen all day.
And its name was Karvu, the venomous dragon.
This could only mean one thing. The temple knew where they were, and they were willing to send this thing to wear them down. How foolish.
Sophia plummeted to the ground and slammed her fist into the dragon's head, sending it maw first into the bricks mellow. Sophia used the force of her attack to fling back into the air, doing a barrel roll as she prepared to axe kick its torso into the ground.
But the dragon was quick on its paws, using its tail as a whip to knock her out of the air.
Sophia hardly managed to bring her arms up in time, defending herself from the attack and flying into a nearby building.
She was just as quick on her feet, however, rushing out of the building at breakneck speed with but a tad amount of steam coming from her wrist wraps. "I see you've learned a few new tricks!"
Sophia couldn't help but smile as she lunged at the recovering dragon, punching it square in the maw and knocking its head into the air. Just in time for a massive fireball to connect with the side of its head, engulfing it in a tiny explosion.
You see, the church had made one small miscalculation. Not only were Sebastian and Sophia demi-gods. Both of them had long since eclipsed the so-called 'S-Rank' that the Adventurers Guild liked to tout as the strongest on the continent.
But the dragon had also grown stronger. Its scaled gleamed in the light as its flesh mended seemingly instantly from the attack.
It stood tall now, and it was angry. The dragon charged forward, and Sophia jumped into the air, attempting to kick it in the head. But the dragon saw the attack coming and swung its head, knocking her away.
Five small fireballs collided with the dragon's left wing, and it roared as it was set aflame.
Sophia charged back, driving her fist into its stomach and sending the dragon as a whole ten meters into the sky before it abruptly came down, forcing her to do a backflip just to get out of the way.
The dragon swiped its wing, putting out the flame in an instant. Sophia raised her arms, blocking the attack head-on.
Her feet buried themselves deep in the stone as she slid to a halt. Okay, Sophia thought, maybe this thing was more than just a little bit stronger.
The next attack that followed was a widespread venom attack. Sophia was once again forced to jump into the air to avoid one of the dragon's attacks. The sheer virility of the attack made it melt through stone and metal alike in an instant. Even the few bystanders still unlucky enough to be around were eviscerated in an instant.
"What did the church feed this thing?!" Sebastian roared from the sky, holding a massive sphere of flames above his head. "Agmos' eye!" He launched the attack, and it consumed the dragon in a massive explosion.
The streets of the city filled with its screeches once more as the dragon flapped its wings and shot into the sky. It had its sights on Sebastian now.
That wouldn't do. With the rate its wounds were healing and the sheer strength of its attacks, it was clear to both the dragon and Sophia that Sebastian would be the one who made the difference in this fight.
"Back off, bitch!" Sophia landed on a building and launched herself immediately. She moved faster than even Sebastian could perceive and slammed her knee right into its ribcage.
The dragon once again howled as the left side of its chest was caved in. But by the time it landed, the attack was already mending itself. Dammit! Sophia gritted her teeth as she landed with a slight oomph, only to jump again to avoid a second spewing of the dragon's venom.
It seemed like its underside was, once again, its greatest weakness, just like the last time they fought it, but the dragon's healing factor was on another level.
Sophia briefly considered running away. But the dragon had managed to close the gap between them in the time she'd even had the thought.
"Down, fowl beast!" A familiar orc roared, slamming a massive battle axe into the dragon's spine. The sheer force of his attack drove the dragon into the city below before it could reach Sophia. "That's my woman!"
Atlas of the Kan'Bva had entered the fight, and he was rearing to go.
Sophia, on the other hand, wasn't sure whether she should blush or be bewildered but opted for the second.
Atlas removed his axe from the dragon's back and leapt into the air, avoiding a whip attack from its tail, which only further damaged its spine.
The name Atlas suddenly became very familiar to Sophia. The orc without a face, the S-Rank of the Kan'Bva, the scurge of the horde. All names referred to one man, the man that had been balls deep in her the night before.
Seriously?
Sophia landed with a start and launched at the dragon, pummeling it with a series of attacks.
Sebastian joined her in the assault, her brother launching dozens of tiny fireballs wherever Sophia and Atlas left a wound, cottorising some of them before they could heal or making the damage worse.
Sophia, being the daughter of the sun god, was able to keep close even despite her brother's flames, managing to punch deeper holes into the charred flesh that was once shielded by pristine black scales.
Yet, even with the three of them combined, the dragon was somehow keeping up. Nay, as Sophia had to once again block one of its too fast to dodge attacks, she realised that it was getting used to their attack patterns and it was starting to push back.
The fight turned sour when the dragon decided it had had enough of being repeatedly slammed into the city streets and took off into the skies, outside Sophia and Atlas's reach. This left Sebastian alone to attack it with his massive balls of flaming death as it spewed wave after wave of venom onto the streets below, forcing Sophia and Atlas to jump around like monkeys on trees.
With Sophia and Atlas otherwise occupied and unable to help, the battle became glaringly one-sided, and all Sebastian could do was fly out of the way of its many attacks or bring up defensive spells, which was not his forte.
Sophia could only watch in horror as the dragon opened one of its massive paws after blindsiding her brother and capturing him. Sophia screamed at the top of her lungs, eyes wide with fear as she jumped into Atlas's hands and got launched at the dragon.
But that dragon flew up and even out of that range. Sophia reached her hand out in desperation, trying, begging, screaming. What was it going to do with her brother? "Sebastian!"
That was when, in the corner of her eye, she spotted something silver flying towards her. It was Atlas's battle axe. One last hope! Sophia cought the monstrous weapon and spun 360°, flinging the weapon with all of her might at the dragon.
Despite the dragon's massive flight speed, the axe collided with its leg, the one carrying Sebastian.
It roared in pain but kept its hold on him all the same. There was truly nothing left for Sophia to do.
How had this happened so fast?
The colour drained from Sophia's eyes. Even as she plummeted to the ground. She made no effort to brace herself. She just remained there, staring as Karvu, the venomous dragon, turned into a blotch.
When Atlas grabbed her mid-air and brought her safely to the ground, she didn't react. Her gaze remained squarely on the path of sky that the dragon disappeared to. The opposite direction of the Temple of the Sun.
Was her brother going to be okay?