“Are we really going to decide like this?” I asked, looking surprised as I entered our bedroom, greeted by my four wives standing before in their birthday suits.
“It was Yuri’s idea…” Sasha murmured. Even though there was nothing to hide between us anymore, she still felt shy—just like Mikan, who couldn’t help but cover herself with her hands and look past with a burning, red face.
“Of course.” I chuckled, and looking at the culprit, she just puffed out her naked chest, making Luna do the sa.
“I thought it was fair!” Yuri humd, gazing at my waist, noticing the sign that whatever the four concocted here worked its magic. “One of us has to stay back, taking care of the kids. So, it will be the one who faints first!”
“Wait…” I raised my hand, looking at them, starting to understand their idea. “Faints? What if it is ?”
“Then you stay.” They said at once, making twitch my eyes a little.
“Holy hell…” I gulped, realizing that having a harem… was anything but easy.
Of course, who would say no to a challenge like that? Not that they would let refuse anyway so I let Yuri grab my hand and pull in close, and while kissing , they began skilfully undressing without noticing anything. Only after I was naked and Mikan was holding from behind, caressing my chest while Luna and Sasha were kneeling between Yuri and , doing their own magic with their tongues, did I realize I had lost any initiative.
Yeah… There was no way I could have regained any control, as the four were surprisingly determined to do it well, almost like competing. Wait, they were competing. My mind was already mush from pleasure... I don’t know when, but sohow, I ended up on the bed, kneeling behind Yuri, who was pushing her back against , quickly moving while I was now having a tongue war with Sasha.
“Help , Mikki!” I heard Luna say, and while I tried to look, Sasha just kept a hold of my face, kissing with much more aggression, pulling one of my hands between her legs, and showing how soakingly happy she was.
I don’t know what the other two were doing, but I could feel Yuri tighten up, almost painfully, hearing her scream out in pleasure.
“I didn’t know she can be so loud…” Mikan murmured, echoed by Luna’s giggling laughter.
“Once again, she is still conscious!”
“Do your… worst!” Yuri moaned, keeping her waist moving back and forth.
Damn it… I wanted to look, but Sasha wasn’t letting , only allowing to look into her eyes, burning with the fire of lust. I think she read perfectly when I was about to blow, as she suddenly pulled off of the screaming Yuri, sitting down on , hogging my load as she pushed herself on my rod with one thrust.
“Unfaaaaaaair!” Yuri moaned, apparently still conscious of what was happening.
“It is my privilege,” Sasha answered with her own moan, continuing riding on .
I wanted to look and enjoy seeing her be so wild, but my gaze was once again covered, this ti by Mikan’s enormous breasts. Oh well, giving up any idea of being in command, I decided to let myself go and just enjoy it, taking her into my mouth and sucking on her jugs like a baby. My reward was her milk, squirting straight into my mouth, followed by her sudden, loud, and pleasing moans.
“Payback!” Yuri shouted, and by the sound of flesh hitting flesh, I was sure she was right behind Mikan, doing her wildly like a horny rabbit.
“Why not Luna?!” Mikan asked with a moan mixed with great pleasure and shyness.
“She faints the easiest,” Sasha answered, making Luna protest while I felt her climbing onto my chest, licking my body.
“Untrue, I can take it harder than Yuri and still stay up! You need to choke out to faint!”
“Good point.” Yuri humd, and I felt my hand being grabbed again.
I first thought it was going to be put on Luna’s throat, but the wetness quickly told I was slipping my fingers sowhere else and not into her mouth. Even without my eyes, I knew it was Luna’s. I could tell it from the texture and her shape… her depth. This also ant I knew exactly where to put a little pressure and…
“Kyah?!”
I knew it. And I felt her juices landing on my body. Too predictable, Lucchy.
“Still, I think Mikki will lose~!” Yuri laughed, “Let’s go for a full-on attack!”
“I am not… losing!” She fought back valiantly, but then again, it seed that Sasha and Yuri ca to a silent agreent when seeing her defiance.
Suddenly, her tasty nipple was yanked out of my mouth, and I could see again. I watched as the two held her down, spreading her legs and inviting in. Luna, like a puppeteer, pushed up, leading by my spear, right into Mikan’s open entrance. The mont I went in, it was like I popped a water balloon as she squirted so hard and so much that I was drenched at once, making squint by reflex. I wasn't the only one to be hit by her sudden water attack; Luna was, too, kneeling behind . And Sasha. And Yuri. Oh, and the ceiling, too. She could set a world record with her range and force, I think…
Soon, it seed that poor Mikki was now the focus of us all because I moved without restraint, Sasha and Yuri handling the left and right side of her, groping, kissing, and sucking, restraining her soft body without holding back anything. Then, as a finishing touch, Luna simply squatted down on her face, moving her hips with great enthusiasm.
It seed like it was she who would stay ho, after all...
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“Mhm…” I woke with a start, feeling weak. “When did we get a water bed?” I muttered, but I wasn’t lying on one. It was simply Mikan’s body that I was using as a bed.
“No more…” she muttered in her sleep, her body trembling a little as I managed to climb off of her.
Looking around, I noticed Sasha lying next to her, just as unresponsive, while Yuri was sandwiching her from the other end. I searched for Luna, but it took a bit to find her buried under Mikan, only her legs sticking out from under her butt.
“Who lost?” I groaned, looking all over , filled with marks from kissing, bites, and nails biting into my flesh. Looking down at my personal weapon, the poor thing was shriveled up like a wrangled towel, with the added bite marks at the base of it. Damn it… Those are Yuri’s, and I can recognize the pattern.
Standing up, I managed to faceplant onto the cold floor as my legs refused to support my body. Not that it mattered… it was cool… I liked the floor. Floor is good. Floor is friend.
“It’s already past noon.”
“Huh?” I moaned, looking towards the door, and my mother stood there, gazing at and then at the ruined bed, nodding with satisfaction in her eyes.
“Good. I expect all four to be pregnant again. When the war is over, you must repeat this every day!”
“Mom… you are a beast…” I grunted, unable to feel any sha at the mont.
“You are all in your pri! This is the best ti to have kids! The later it is, the more dangerous it gets…”
“…” I had nothing to argue against if she puts it like that. “I just don’t rember who won…”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she continued, walking close, helping sit up, laughing when I was covering myself. “Boy, I pushed you out. It is too late to be shy before your mother!”
“Still….”
“Leon, " she continued, holding my head and looking into my eyes. “Promise you and the girls will return.”
“Mom?”
“Just promise . I’ll take care of things here. Bring yourself, your wives, and your Father back. That’s all.”
“Mhm… I promise.” I said, watching as she leaned in close, kissing my forehead.
“Good boy. Rest for today; I am going to take the kids to the pool. Still, before coming to have lunch with us, go and take a bath. You stink. The whole room stinks.”
“No argunt there, Mom…”
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It turns out nobody has lost the ‘ga.’ We all collapsed about the sa ti because we couldn’t rember much after a certain mont. So… we agreed to leave with the Calot as a family. Many may say it is way too risky and stupid… but it is an all-in situation. No matter what, if we fail, Ishillia will have a chance to crush Avalon anyway. This is a win-or-die situation, so… we will win. The departure has already been fixed. It will be three weeks from now, right at the end of spring. By then, we will have completed all the preparations.
Since capturing the magical spy, rlin has been working on turning him, and according to his latest report, his efforts may actually succeed. Still, he needed ti, but for now, he was transferred from his cell into a tiny ho and kept under house arrest. He even had the privilege to go out to the market square and back, of course, under the constant supervision of a group of my guards.
As for Atuvia, things progressed without issues. Since rlin’s little stunt, they beca wholly cooperative. To not push too hard, I didn’t bring up the idea of buying one of their oil fields once again, but I did ask them to speed up their extraction. In the end, we made multiple agreents, and while we passed down blueprints and machinery for tractors, sending a small team to train their people how to manufacture them, they were paying with raw resources. I already had a conversation about Lyria, the remaining Ishillian spy, discussing her fate with rlin, and we decided to let Atuvia handle it. We would start dropping the clues to them when we start our move against Ishillia. The rest will be up to them…
We were ready for everything else. The tests of launching planes from the Calot were a success, and although we had one accident catching them, it wasn’t fatal. The pilot survived the crash, proving our ‘net’ was working as intended, even if the plane was totaled. That could be rebuilt quickly, but training a talented pilot would be much more complicated when we were only days away from launching our campaign. We refined enough oil not only to fuel them for the war but to create new types of bombs.
They were now equipped with three kinds of ordinance. One was a spraying contraption, allowing a plane to spray oil down on enemy formations while flying overhead. Then, they just had to drop one of the firebombs and... let it burn. As for the others, we created simple explosives, ready to drop down and explode any Ishillian fortification we may co across.
"Defend against that, Mr. Magic Barrier..."
Nonetheless, I would lie if I said I wasn’t feeling nervous. I was. I found myself pouring over our battle plans multiple tis a day, just thinking about boarding the Calot, taking to the sky, carrying four chs below, a thousand soldiers cramd within, and the planes above us. We would be the spearhead. We would cross over and drop directly on our enemy's main headquarters. Eliminate the leading mage and disable the anti-magic wall. The rest of the army, including the remainder of my soldiers, would then move in and rejoin with us, pushing directly towards the capital city. Preferably before Pascal can pull others back from the east.
“It will be a race…” I murmured, feeling a kind of squeeze within my chest, only dispelled when I had let out a long breath.
I wasn’t worried about breaking the man guarding us, the one with the na Barth. From what I learned from Kaelis, he was about at the sa level as Otto was, only more cautious in nature. What I was worried about was the capital city of the Empire. Two thousand years and countless crazed mage emperors… who knows what kind of defenses it has. Maybe none. Maybe they have been all used up in plays for power, fighting for the throne. Maybe Pascal was paranoid enough to disable them, replacing them with his own designs.
Or maybe rlin, version 1.0, will give us so insight. He was sitting on the throne for a good chunk of his life… not that he was showing up much nowadays. Maybe he didn’t want to interfere with his current version’s life too much. Whatever the reason was, rlin didn’t really worry. On the contrary, he was counting the days like a kid waiting for Christmas.
However, it will be… I knew that soon, a certain part of this world's history would close down, and a new era would begin.
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