Master Tamer - Chapter 5 Marriage?

Nicolas got out of bed full of energy. His two bloodlines enhanced him for two similar but different reasons. The bloodline of the original incubus strengthened him for having sex and doing perverse deeds and his bloodline of the legendary first tamer it strengthened him for ‘taming’. However right now only his demonic bloodline had activated.

He looked over at the still sleeping Lyrie and smiled. He looked back into empty air after that and summoned the the system’s logs.

[You have completed the quest ‘Her First Love’ and received the following rewards:

10,000 SP

Manual: Cumdump Training (Ascended Version has been given due to already owning all other versions)

Item: Elven Bouquet

Item: Wedding Collar

Item: Map of Elven Territories

9,500 Exp]

[Your level has increased by 3. You have become level 16. All stats increase by 30.]

[The information for ‘Elven Bouquet’: These bouquets are a part of Elven tradition. These are used to show ones love for someone and if accepted by then it is considered as them accepting to be the giver’s partner.]

[The information for ‘Wedding Collar’: An item from the Kingdom of Marshal in the Underside. Given by the dominant one in a relationship to their partner as a show of them belonging to the other. The item is designed to suit a specific person.]

[Your Origin Demon: Incubus bloodline has reacted to your actions and partially awakened. All stats increase by 40. Magic increases by a further 100 points. Endurance increases by a further 50 points.]

[One of your bloodlines has partially awakened and granted you the skill: ‘Demonic Energy Manipulation’.]

He read each message and nodded. The amp he got was kinda useless but it didn’t matter much. He dismissed the system after telling it to use SP to max out the skill he had gained. When he did he grasped his head in pain as he felt demonic energy flow into his body and begin to circulate using the skill he managed to move it out of his body.

His bloodline not having been awakened was probably the reason Lyrie couldn’t sense any demonic energy on him, but now that sudden wave of demonic energy that came to him disturbed her and made her wake up.

“Nicolas I just felt a sudden demonic energy wave around here what happened?” She panickedly asked.

“That would have been me. Seems like my our actions the previous night awakened my bloodline.”

“Then that would mean you are an incubus?”

“Yep.”

“Alright well,” she shifted her gaze shyly, “If your bloodline ever gets the best of you I am always here.”

“Yeah that’s nice of you.” Nicolas pat her on the head. “But now we should seriously take a bath.”

Lyrie nodded and got up while Nicolas lead her by the hand. The happiness she felt in her heart made her feel warm and she felt truly blessed to have been found by Nicolas. The only thing that dampened her otherwise pure overflowing joy was the fact that she wouldn’t be able to bear Nicolas’ children.

The chances of two people from different races having a child together was already extremely low with only a chance of around 1% and even worse was the fact that halves usually had something wrong with them be it in appearance or mentally. This is why there was little acceptance in marrying a member of another race and even if two people who were not of the same race married they would usually adopt a child.

But the fact that two different of the sentient races could not have children was also abused by others. Enslaving members of other races and selling them to brothels.

Lyrie shook her head and ignored it. Even if she could not have Nicolas’ babies she would push for Nicolas to adopt children from an orphanage so they could raise them together. Maybe she should get twins? At this point she also realized just how dumb her nightmare the previous day was.

Nicolas looked at Lyrie blushing as she had these thoughts and chuckled. No matter how depraved his bloodline made him and degraded his morals when it came to interactions with the opposite sex, it still could not remove the fact he had emotions of his own and could fall in love. The love he showed for Lyrie wasn’t false after all.

When they reached the bathroom Nicolas pulled Lyrie into the large bath. The bathroom had been built into the rock face so that the wood would not deteriorate from water. He had also replaced the stone with tile and marble to make it look more like a modern bathroom.

Nicolas began to wash Lyrie teasing her vagina, clitoris, and nipples. She moaned when he did so and her face became red.

“Why don’t you wash me too?”

“Yes.” Lyrie nodded without much thought and took the sponge and washing Nicolas. When she reached his penis Nicolas stopped her and asked, “Hope about you use your mouth for that.”

Lyrie’s face gained a harder blush and she embarrassedly looked at his crotch. His shaft was completely erect and looked like it was ready to pierce the skys. However even through the embarrassment Lyrie nodded and mumbled out a word of agreement.

She got down of her knees and opened her mouth engulfing the head. She began to move down and up, only going down as far as she could take it. However when she looked up at Nicolas and saw he wasn’t feeling that much pleasure she immediately began to use her tongue. Her blowjob was clumsy but Nicolas appreciated it.

Once Nicolas reached climax he instinctively pushed Lyrie’s head down making her swallow the sticky liquid that came out from his penis. When he let go Lyrie coughed out the excess liquid she couldn’t swallow as she heavily breathed. Tears had welled up in her eyes and Nicolas pat her on the head apologizing. “Sorry about that.”

Lyrie shook her head and said, “No its okay. I said I’ll let you use my body and I won’t go back on my word.” She showed her determination to be with Nicolas and how she would let him do whatever to her.

“Okay let’s finish up here.” They finished their bath and went to the living room were Nicolas told Lyrie to close her eyes. Out of the inventory he pulled the Elven Bouquet and the Wedding Collar. He told Lyrie to open her eyes and presented her the two items.

“A bouquet of Elven flowers? You know about this tradition?” Lyrie looked at the bouquet in a daze ignoring the other item in Nicolas’ hands.

“This is the only tradition I know about but yeah.” He nodded and passed them to her. She accepted them by holding them in her embrace. When she snapped from out of her daze she finally noticed the other item Nicolas had in his hands.

It was a collar that looked similar to a choker. It was a rich brown color with a design of golden leaves bordering it. Lyrie’s name was written on the collar’s side and on the other side was Nicolas’s surname.

“What is that?” She inquired while tilting her head.

Nicolas decided to tell her a lie but it was the best explanation he could give her without revealing to much. He still needed to see how loyal she was to him even if he loved her a lot. It was a good thing he read history books from the Underside so he had decent information and it.

“I come from the Underside you see and this is a tradition from my kingdom. When one gets married you are either given a collar or give one to your partner.”

“Well you followed my peoples tradition so I’ll follow yours. Here put it on me.” Lyrie accepted his explanation and lifted her chin, inviting Nicolas to place the collar on her.

Nicolas went over and placed the collar around her neck. He secured it and asked, “Is it to tight?”

“No it’s fine.”

Now Lyrie wore the collar around her neck. She raised her hand up to it and felt the collar.

“With this I guess you can say we are married.” Nicolas said.

“Yes we are.” Lyrie smiled as tears of happiness welled up in her eyes.

Nicolas approached her and grabbed the back of her head and waist. He pulled her into his embrace and they locked lips.

[You have successfully tamed Lyrie as well as married her. As she is an elf it will be difficult for her to bear your children and for them to be healthy. As a gift in celebration of your union the System grants you a non-purchasable bloodline.]

[You have gained the bloodline of the elf, who sacrificed themselves to let their race prosper. A myth who is remembered by name.]

[Integration of the following bloodline will begin in an hour: Myth: Yggdrasil, The First Elven King.]