System Break - Chapter 142: Round Two

We stood on the hill and looked back at the fort.

“Do not worry,” Gisael said.

I nodded slowly. “Okay, but I sent Ailen home and now she’s alone.”

“It is not our responsibility,” Gisael said.

I looked at her, reached out and touched her cheek. “Don’t ever change.”

She pursed her lips and considered me. “I will change. I will practise qi techniques every day.”

I laughed. “That’s not what I meant. You’re ruthless and focused on what’s important. To you, their problems are theirs and ours are ours. Me, I don’t like to see good people die. The bad ones can die as much as they like, but I want to protect the good ones.”

She nodded. “This is good, but do not let it become a distraction. The forest can be attacked and it will need its defenders.”

I caressed her cheek and then smacked her ass. “Let’s go.”

With Demon Bird scouting from above we ran south. Gisael practised qi speed and stamina the entire day and sucked on a qi core when she was running low. Our speed was great, we had no one slowing us down.

We avoided most monsters except for hell hounds because they had the best fur coats. Demon Bird spied monstrous lizards and patrols of lizardmen. Then there were interesting beasts which looked part snake with a humanoid torso and head. There were insects that looked like a giant praying mantis and bands of roaming orks. And more, the purple clouds were spewing out monsters in far greater numbers. Even Demon Bird had to avoid a flock of grotesque bat like creatures.

Between Demon Bird’s scouting, the sheer size of the plains and our speed we were able to avoid monsters at our whim. We were well rested, so we ran well into the night. Although Demon Bird wasn’t able to help in the dark my qi sight lit up their cores like stars in the night sky. However visibility of the terrain left a lot to be desired.

“Stop,” I said. “I can’t see shit.”

“Agreed,” she said.

“If I kick my toe on a rock once more. We need a light source other than a torch; do you know of any?”

“The Qizhu make glowing orbs,” Gisael said. “I have seen them once.” She pointed. “We can make camp here by the boulder.”

“You can see that?” All I could see was a dark shape.

“Barely,” she said. She lit a torch and we set up camp. Demon Bird landed on top of the boulder and joined us with a squawk.

“Hungry?” I asked and he showed me an image of Hell Hound entrails. I shook my head. “You have no taste, you know that?”

“Are there any close?” Gisael asked and I scanned the area.

“Nope, we’re good for an hour at least.” Demon Bird squawked. “Oh, Demon Bird will keep watch. He doesn’t need to sleep.”

Gisael peered at the bird. “How is he alive?”

“He is like me. I was able to help him when I was in the pool that’s between worlds.”

She peered at me then said, “I will make a fire.”

I pulled out the hell hound skins and lay them across the boulder, they were still wet and needed drying. Then I laid out an older fur for us to sleep on. It wasn’t long before the fire was going, and we were snuggled together munching on dried fruit and nuts.

She held a waterskin to my lips. “Drink little,” she said.

“You’ll make a good Mother one day.”

Her eyes smiled and she missed my joke entirely. “You will have to put a baby inside me.”

I sighed. “It’s a hard job but someone has to do it.”

“No, just you.”

I laughed and pushed her onto her back. We undid her leathers together and ripped them off at lightning speed. I knelt, lifted her ass off the furs and up to my face. My tongue explored her cave and tasted its sweet essence. She’d been running all day and she still tasted like honey. I chomped on her ferociously while she squealed and wiggled as if I was tickling her.

Her legs were bent over my shoulders while her firm buttocks rested on my upper chest and hands. I showed her no mercy, I wanted to inflict as much squirming and ecstasy as possible. When I finally came up for air she exhaled in relief. So I went down for round two and she squealed in surprise.

When she was a quivering mess I relented and laid her fine ass back down. She looked up at me with her lips pursed and I knew what she wanted. I grabbed her ankles and pushed her legs apart. She lay on her back and I crouched in front of her. My dragon slid in easily while I stared into her eyes. He was straight, hard, and filled her cave so thoroughly she couldn’t help but feel every ripple along his body. The rhythm was slow at first and I watched her eyes. As soon as she was coping with the dragon I picked up speed. I wanted to melt her. I wanted her to lose control and in so much ecstasy that she couldn’t even scream.

I grabbed her hips and lifted them off the furs again. I pounded her with my dragon delving deep into her cave. Each stroke was long, fast and hard. I was determined to bang her brains out and if I needed to send the dragon into her depths I would. She nutted on me for the third time before I leaned down above her. My eyes were an inch from hers when the dragon breath filled her cave. He convulsed like a really bad dancer while his breath spouted.

She couldn’t talk. She just breathed. She didn’t even have the wherewithal to clean the dragon with her mouth like she had on many occasions.

My eyes were still an inch from hers and I said, “More?”

Her eyes widened and her breath was ragged. “You have more?”

I smiled, kissed her deeply then flipped her over for round two.