Chapter 10
“Dude, you’re supposed to wait for the line ‘speak now or forever hold your peace’ before you interrupt a wedding!” I shouted. I should have known the duke’s son would show up at the worst possible time, but I supposed him showing up now was better than him barging in while Elissa and I were having sex on our wedding night.
They must not have had that tradition in this world because Lucian’s only response was to look confused.
“You dare address Lord Lucian so casually?” the spear-soldier barked. “My lord demands the proper respect from one as lowly as yourself!”
I turned to Elrin. “Is he serious?”
“Yes.” The mayor nodded.
“From where I’m standing,” I said as I turned back to the duke’s son and his soldiers. “Lord Lucian has a mouth of his own. Can he not use it, or is he too much of a little bitch to speak for himself?”
Lucian’s face turned such a deep red that he looked like he had a bad sunburn. The duke’s son stormed up the aisle with all the force of a toddler about to hurl himself to the ground and demand the candy his mother wouldn’t let him have. Two of his men followed at his heels. Keeping a straight face got harder as he got closer, and I had to bite my cheek when he finally stomped onto the dais.
“You are clearly new around here, boy,” Lucian spat as he got a little too close for comfort. “I am the third son of the Duke of Bullard, and you will show me some respect!”
“Third son, right,” I said and took a step back. “That means you’ve got two older brothers, and I can only assume the first son is the one who will actually get your father’s title when the guy keels over. So you’re important… why?”
Lucian’s face darkened further. Was he going to burst an artery? From this proximity, I would take the brunt of a huge splash. And at least Elissa was already wearing red, so if the angry man-child did start spraying blood everywhere she wouldn’t end up looking like Carrie at the prom.
The duke’s son took a deep breath and looked down his nose at me. He was barely an inch taller, but in that moment, it was like he towered over me. He lifted his hand in some kind of gesture, and the two men shifted in my periphery.
Before I could turn around to confront them, my hands were yanked and pinned behind my back.
“What the--Uh, I’m in the middle of something here!” I yelled out.
The two soldiers restraining me didn’t even glance over. They both wore plate armor that looked heavier than what I wore in the mines, and every step filled the air with the grating sound of metal grinding against metal.
As the two frog-marched me down the aisle, the townspeople shot to their feet and started shouting all kinds of abuse.
“How dare you!”
“This is a sacred ceremony!”
“Unhand the Great One!”
“What do you think you’re doing to our savior?”
There were so many voices, and the soldiers kept me from turning to see who was saying what. These people clearly trusted and adored me enough to jump to my defense against their duke’s son. Despite the predicament, I smiled as warmth flooded my chest at their anger on my behalf.
“Here is perfect,” came Lucian’s voice from somewhere behind me.
A thick rope was looped around my neck and I knew exactly what was about to happen.
I should have brought my sword.
The rope suddenly tightened as I was drawing at my power, and panic quickly began to fill my lungs in the absence of oxygen. The angry voices quickly turned to cries of fear, and over it all was the wailing of my lovely redheaded bride to be.
I clamped my eyes shut and forced myself to calm down. My heart was pounding like a stampede of wild horses even though I knew I wasn’t in any real danger. I couldn’t actually die. This was just a minor inconvenience, and if I could just focus and stop freaking out for two seconds, I could set everything straight again.
Chime.
The weight of the rope vanished, and I took such a deep breath that I went lightheaded for a second. There were several men around me, and my first instinct was to flail and keep them from coming at me with a rope.
“Are you alright, Great One?” the nearest man asked.
My heart continued pounding as my brain caught up with the situation. I was back at the outskirts of town where the men, and I had been cutting trees for my house. The sun was almost directly overhead, so there were still a few hours till the wedding.
Shit. I had forgotten to make a new save point since I wasn’t expecting to be hanged at my own wedding.
So rather than having a normal human conversation, the Lord of Losers decided to just have me killed? I mean, sure, I was taunting him and being a bit of a dick, but he kind of showed up right when I was about to marry one of the hottest women I had ever met. I deserved to be a little pissed off, didn’t I?
What. The. Fuck.
I still couldn’t understand why he was so jumped up about being a third son. Didn’t that mean that unless something happened to his two older brothers, he would never see his father’s title? Was he going to pull a Scar and just throw them off a cliff or something? What did Elissa’s hand matter to him anyway? It wasn’t like she was a princess or anything, although she definitely looked and acted like one. I couldn’t see a damn thing he gained from marrying her.
“Great One?” someone asked.
“I am so gonna kill that little bitch,” I growled.
The men shared a startled look, but none of them asked me what I was talking about.
It was a good thing I had respawned back at the edge of town. I was able to use some of my pent up rage as I chopped down the trees, and it was so easy to envision Lucian’s irritating face with each swing. The anger seemed to build up with each tree we felled, and by the time the men were passing around the moonshine, I was ready to face down Lord Lucian and his stupid entourage.
I nearly forgot about taking a bath at the inn and had to backtrack when I stormed past the old building. My mood was still a bit sour, but I couldn’t get that mad, since I was going to be able to replay the wedding over and over again until I got the result I wanted.
Problems weren’t long lasting when someone is a god.
I arrived before Bellona showed up, and Mahini was on her way out the door. She wore what could only be described as a battle dress. There was plate armor covering most of her torso that gleamed from a recent cleaning. Her upper arms were bare, but her forearms were covered by a pair of long black leather gloves that stopped just before the elbow. A long skirt flowed down from her waist, but it was much longer on the right side with the left barely brushing her thighs. Her legs were covered in tight-fitting black leather, and the boots she wore were hidden by more plate armor that went past her knees. The whole thing was enhanced by a beige cloak hanging from her shoulders, and she looked hot enough to melt wax.
“Welcome h--what is the matter, Great One?” she asked as the smile slipped from her face. “You don’t look like a man about to marry a beautiful young woman.”
“I’m happy about that, but...” I paused and gave the black-haired desert woman a quick once over. There was no sword resting at her hip despite the heavy armor suggesting a battle outfit. “Get your sword.”
“What?” she questioned with a furrowed brow. “Great One, this is a wedding. It is in poor taste to bring weapons.”
“Trust me on this, Mahini,” I urged. “I know that we’re both going to need our swords before the night is over.”
The desert warrior had learned by now to just do what I told her, so she ducked out of the room and returned with her sword fastened at her left hip and her quiver of arrows on her right. Her sleek ironwood bow was in her hand, and a sense of comfort washed over me at seeing her so heavily armed.
“This is highly unusual, Great One,” she remarked, and she gave me a worried look before she left the house.
Bellona appeared at that moment and looked alarmed by all of the weapons Mahini was carrying. “I know that girl is dedicated to her post as a mercenary, but does she really think it’s appropriate to bring weapons to a wedding?”
“I asked her to arm herself,” I said. “I’ll have my sword as well. I just have a bad feeling about tonight.”
“Oh, nonsense, you’re just feeling nervous!” the blonde seamstress argued.
She helped me into my green doublet while she prattled on about how paranoid I was being by insisting I bring weapons to the wedding. She was sure that Elrin would object, but she didn’t try to stop me as I looped the sheath of my feather sword around my belt. Then I grabbed my curved dagger and made a mental note to get my hands on a bow and ask Mahini to teach me her skills.
As before, I offered my arm to Bellona and escorted her to the wedding. When I reached the dais, I made a new save point. I was hoping the Lord of Losers would turn tail and run when he saw how ready for his bullshit Mahini and I were, but there was always the chance that he decided to command his men to attack anyway. A battle in the middle of town would turn bloody very quickly since nobody would have any kind of armor or weapons to defend themselves. If a battle broke out, I would need to be able to respawn to a spot and time close by.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Mahini shuffling closer to the dais. She didn’t step onto the raised platform, and when I turned toward her, she merely smiled and nodded. She might not believe anything was going to happen, but she was ready for it if it did.
What did I do to deserve such a fantastic woman?
Elissa and her bridal party came up the aisle to the music of the flute and violin.
“Hello, Sebastian,” the redheaded vixen purred at me.
“Hello, yourself,” I replied.
Her green eyes darted to the blades at my sides. “Are you expecting trouble, Sebastian?”
“Yes, I am,” I told her, and her eyes widened, so I took her hands and squeezed them gently to reassure her. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Her radiant smile sparkled in the torchlight.
The air was split by the ringing of the sword bashing against the shield held by the Lord of Losers himself. Everyone in attendance gasped as the soldier on his left announced the duke’s son while I turned to Mahini. The desert warrior gave a small nod, and I could tell she believed there would be trouble now.
“Lord Lucian would like to know what this gathering is all about,” the spear-soldier demanded. “A wedding is to take place once the goblins in the mine have been cleared out!”
“Yeah, I already did that,” I said as I raised my hand. “Two days ago, in fact, so you’re just a little late.”
“That’s impossible,” the Loser Lord snapped. “I have with me fifty trained men, and I see no such army here.” The brown-haired man lifted his arms to gesture at the townspeople.
“Well, I wasn’t alone,” I said and gestured to Mahini. “And I’m not just any man, you pompous little prick. I am Sebastian, but you may know me better as the God of Time.”
All of the blood seemed to drain from Lucian’s face for a fraction of a second, but he was quick to recover.
“I’m sure you are,” he sneered. “I bet you came flying in on a dragon with a sword made of pure light, and all you have to do is look at your enemies and they perish.”
“Well, somebody doesn’t believe in fairytales,” I muttered to myself. I shook my head and drew my sword, and the sound of sliding metal off to the side told me Mahini drew her own. “We can settle this right now if you would like, Lord Lucian.”
The four soldiers that accompanied their lord stepped forward to protect him. The two in the middle lowered their spears, and the other two drew longswords. The crowd gasped and started rising from their seats to get away from the battle that was about to happen.
I had to stop that. “I really don’t want to kill you on my wedding night, dude. Can’t you just come back in the morning or something?”
The Loser Lord looked around at the townspeople before fixing his eyes on the desert woman at my side. I wondered if he saw her in the same way that I did, with her piercing blue eyes and her badass battle dress that warned off enemies like the vibrant colors of a poison dart frog.
He may not have believed me when I said I was the God of Time, but I saw the moment it dawned on him that this fight would end poorly for him.
“Fine!” He spat out the word like he was a venomous snake. “Do not think this is over, God of Time. You have taken something that does not belong to you, and I will have my recompense.”
“Don’t you mean your revenge?” I called to his back as he turned away. I really shouldn’t have taunted him, but I was still a little pissed about how quickly he had me killed the last time.
When the Loser Lord finally disappeared, the townspeople came muttering back to their seats. They were all clearly on edge from the confrontation, and more than a few of them kept looking around at the darkness rapidly closing in.
I returned my sword to its sheath and gave my bride-to-be a smile. “You do attract the strangest men, dear Elissa.”
“Would you say, then, that you are just as strange?” The redhead let out a musical laugh that washed away whatever anxiety Lucian’s appearance had given her.
“I’d say I’m the strangest of them all,” I teased as I placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, and I was rewarded with another musical laugh.
Elrin cleared his throat and began the ceremony. There were no interruptions this time, and everything went off without a hitch.
The actual marriage ceremony was very different from ones I had attended back home. It sounded like the woman had no say in anything that happened to her once the vows were made. She was to be subservient to her husband and always be at his beck and call. It made me squirm hearing how domineering marriage was in this world, and I could barely imagine a fiery woman like Elissa putting up with such a thing.
So when it came time for me to speak and give myself to this woman, I made some amendments to our binding.
“Elissa Addington,” I began, “I do not ask you to lose who you are when we are joined. You are a bright light in this harsh world, and to snuff you out would be the most cruel thing a person could do. I ask for your hand as a partner, and ask only that you remain loyal to me in all things. I will never betray your trust, and I will always protect you and your heart.”
Quite a few women let out happy sighs, and I wondered how many marriages I may have accidentally strained.
“Sebastian, Great One,” Elissa began her own speech, and from the frown on Elrin’s face, I could tell this wasn’t a normal part of the ceremony. “I know that you will not put me in a cage like a pretty bird, meant only to be seen and never to speak. I give myself to you in every way possible, and I will always be loyal to you and your cause, and if ever you need me to do something for you, I will do so with great pleasure.”
Her green eyes sparkled with her vow, and I knew that even though I didn’t want her to obey my every command without hesitation, she would do so because she wanted to. I couldn’t ask for more than that.
There was no line about objections to the union, which was probably why Lucian looked so confused before. Elrin simply announced us to the townspeople as man and wife, and everyone rose to their feet and started clapping.
“There is one more part to this,” I said to Elissa. “Where I’m from, we seal a marriage with a kiss.”
“Oh good,” the redhead murmured, and she pulled me down to her level for a passionate kiss.
Her lips were as sweet as honey, and the taste blended well with the floral scent of her skin. Her fingers tugged at my hair, and when she prodded my lips with her tongue, I opened my mouth without a second thought. I never would have expected the leader’s precious daughter to be so skilled at kissing, but Elissa clearly knew what she was doing, and she dominated me as we sealed our newly-forged bond.
“There’s plenty of time for that later!” someone called out from the crowd. Everyone laughed and cheered when we finally pulled apart. “Let’s get to the feast!”
The town center was quickly transformed into a completely different scene. The village men moved the chairs around and brought several long tables from one of the empty houses nearby while the women started bringing out numerous dishes of delicious smelling food. A head table was placed on the dais where Elissa and I were seated, and we weren’t allowed to get up for any reason.
“Not even for seconds?” I asked when told the rules.
“We will bring you whatever you need,” one of the women said with a bow. “Food, drink, and even entertainment if you desire.”
“Is this just because I’m a god or...?” I asked Elissa.
My redheaded bride laughed. “They might be going to extremes for you, but it is rare for the newly married couple to be separated, even for a single moment.”
Her green eyes stared deep into mine, and I wondered how long this meal was going to last. There were so many things I wanted to know about this delightful woman, and most of those things couldn’t be learned with clothes on.
There were all kinds of foods available to us. An entire roasted wild boar was the centerpiece of the meal, and from how easily the meat fell apart in my mouth, I could only imagine how long they had cooked it for. There were other meats to choose from, but I only recognized the rabbit since the cook had laid out the fur as decoration on the table. Baskets of fresh bread were interspersed between tureens of hearty and creamy soups.
I immediately recognized Mahini’s hearty stew when I tasted it, and there were many other meat dishes that had the same spicy kick. I got a sizeable helping of some red vegetable that was covered in a sweet sauce that was as good as any dessert I could find back home. There were berries in thick cream and some baked apple slices that I took thirds and fourths of.
The meal was lavish in spite of the near famine the town was suffering from, but it was wrong to assume the people didn’t deserve to splurge a little. Not only was the mine cleared and their livelihoods restored, but with me here to protect them, they could get back to working the larger parcels of land and return the town to its normal state. It might take some time before things are back to the way they were, but hope was a powerful drug, and I really did bring a whole year’s supply worth.
Just as Torya had said the other day.
Throughout the meal, the townspeople kept coming up to the head table to wish us a happy life together. Elissa and I made small talk with each person, and the red-haired beauty was absolutely glowing under the praises of her town. Several young men expressed deepest regrets at not snatching her up sooner, and I was quick to playfully growl at them for trying to steal my new bride. The evening went by peacefully wrapped in laughter and loud singing as the alcohol was passed around.
By the time the moon hung full overhead, I was itching to end this feast and get to the part of the wedding that mattered the most, especially after I was blue-balled a bit by Mahini last night. I could tell Elissa was just as antsy to get to bed, and she kept giving me coy smiles whenever I looked her way for too long. Once the dancing began in earnest, I had to bite back a groan at how much longer we had to linger.
“We could always sneak away,” Elissa whispered into my ear as if she’d read my thoughts. The seductive smile on her lips was enough to get my blood pumping. “It wouldn’t take them long to figure out we’d gone, but they’ll never catch us.”
Yeah, she really knew how to get me going.
I took my bride’s soft hand, and we stepped off the backend of the dais. The darkness quickly swallowed us up, and once Elissa hiked up her skirt to her knees, we ran back to my house and laughed the whole way there.
As we crossed the threshold, I paused to let her drink in the sight of the damaged living room before I led the way to the master bedroom to the right. Candles flickered in the darkness in the hallway, and I wondered if Mahini had sneaked back during the meal to light them. I knew she approved of the match, and it warmed my heart to know she might be wishing us well.
“There is plenty of work to do around here,” I warned Elissa as I dragged her into the bedroom. “You’re gonna be surrounded by sweaty men tearing up the living room floor.”
“As long as you’re one of those sweaty men, I don’t mind,” she laughed as she started unbuttoning my doublet. “But let’s not worry about all of that right now, hmm? Let’s take off each other’s clothes and consummate our love, Great One.”
“Don’t need to tell me twice,” I said.
While she went to work on getting me out of my shirts, I pulled at my power to create a new save point. So far I had only really repeated horrible moments and some conversations. This right here was something I wanted to relive over and over again.
“You’re so far behind, Sebastian,” Elissa teased as she tugged my undershirt over my head. Her fingernails traced feather-light lines down my bare chest. “Don’t you want to see me naked?”
“Oh god yes,” I moaned as I threw my head back in pleasure.
The redheaded vixen giggled at me as her fingers tugged at my pants, but I growled, snatched her hands away, and spun her around to press my erection against her clothed ass.
“Behave yourself, wife,” I muttered into her ear, and she tilted her head away and bared her neck while I gently nipped the exposed skin. “This is a race we must finish together.”
Elissa moaned as I suckled on her neck, and I carefully tugged at the many silken bows holding her dress together. I dragged my lips lower and lower as I exposed more of her skin, and before long, I was gently nipping the skin of her lower back.
Before I could yank the dress all the way off, my redheaded bride spun around and dug her fingers into my hair. She tugged me upward, and I happily obliged to her demands and rose to my feet. She met me on the way up with a heated kiss, and her hands once again started working at my pants.
I slid my hands down her soft body until I reached her hips where the dress still rested. When I tugged on the fabric, Elissa did a little shimmy to help the dress along its way, and I found that she wore nothing underneath.
I pulled away from the kiss to drink in the sight of her naked body. Her flesh was lightly-tanned, but the freckles that splashed across her face were prevalent all over her body. The little specks decorated her forearms and thighs, and created little wings on her stomach that pointed straight to the red curls between her legs.
“Do you like what you see, O Great One?” Elissa purred at me, and I would have expected the young woman to shy away from my ogling, but when I caught her eye, she was giving me a seductive look. “Am I everything you were expecting.”
“That and more,” I murmured as I pulled her in for another hot kiss.
It didn’t take long for my pants to pool at our feet with Elissa’s dress, and then we were stumbling our way to the bed. I wrapped an arm around Elissa’s smooth waist as we started to tumble, and when our impact with the bed broke our kiss, I immediately started suckling on her throat.
Elissa let out a deep moan and curled her fingers into my hair. Her breathing picked up as I traced my lips down her chest and made my way to one of her small, round breasts. Then she let out a choked sound as my tongue flicked the nipple, and she squirmed as my fingers traced circles around the other nipple.
“Oh, Sebastian,” she breathed.
I peppered both breasts with kisses as my other hand started tracing its way up her thigh. The muscles beneath my fingertips twitched, and I knew she was paying very close attention to what I was doing. When I reached the junction between her legs, she opened herself up to me with no hesitation.
“Yessss,” she hissed as her fingernails dug into my scalp.
“As you desire, my lady,” I mumbled against her skin.
My fingers slipped easily between the lips of her womanhood, and she was already slick with desire for me. Her hips bucked as I curled my fingers in just the right spot, and her whines of passion were intoxicating. I dragged my lips back to her neck and suckled on a particularly sensitive spot, and she was soon quivering beneath me.
Her legs tightened around my shoulders, her tunnel squeezed my fingers as her orgasm hit a half-minute later, and her deep moans vibrated in the air around us. When the spasms subsided, she let out a deeply contented sigh and seemed to go limp beneath me.
I continued pressing gentle, lazy kisses to her neck and chest, but I wanted to wait for her to recover from her high. She gave me a dazed smile before I kissed her lips, and she let out a breathy moan into my mouth.
“I do hope there will be more of that,” she muttered when I pulled away again.
“As much as you would like,” I promised and kissed her nose.
After a few minutes, Elissa got her strength back, and I parted her legs so that I could kneel between them on the bed. As I hovered over her, Elissa gave me an adorable pouty look, and I couldn’t help laughing.
“What’s wrong, dear wife?” I asked as I swept a strand of her fiery hair out of her face.
“Shouldn’t I return the favor?” she asked. “Isn’t that something you want?”
“You have no idea,” I admitted as I kissed her cheek. “But I want this so much more.”
Her protests turned to moans as I gently nipped her sensitive neck and positioned myself at her slick entrance. Her legs wrapped around my back and all but pulled me into home. The beautiful redhead was tight around my cock, and we both had to gasp a few times as I pulled out of her so that I could push in another delightful inch. Finally, I was covered with her slickness, and her tunnel was relaxed enough, so I pushed my hips forward and shoved my cock as deep as I could into oher.
“Ohhhhh… Sebastian!” She threw her head back when I thrust all the way in, and the deep moans she let out made me happy we were alone in the house.
“Fuckkkk,” I growled. “You are so tight.”
“Do you like it, husband?” she panted. “Do you like the feel of my virgin body wrapped around you?”
“Yeaahhhhh,” I growled. “I love it. You have no idea now many times I’m going to fuck you tonight.”
“Ohhhh!” she giggled, but then she gasped when I began to roll my hips so that my tip scrapped across the slick walls of her velvet tunnel.
When she had adjusted to my motion, I slowly began to increase the tempo until I held her legs up in the air while I jackhammered my cock into her body. Her perfectly round breasts bounced each time I thrust into her, and as she began to have her next orgasm, I thrust as deeply as I could into her and bent down so I could suck on her left nipple.
“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!” she screamed and pulled my body against hers as her climax climbed to a peak, and the feeling of her tunnel clenching and massaging my shaft became too tight of a squeeze, and I groaned as I couldn’t fight against my release.
“I’m cumming in you,” I moaned around her nipple as soon as my sperm began to spray out of my tip.
“Yessss!” she groaned. “Fill me up, husband. My fertile womb hungers for your god seed. Pleaseeeee!”
Our bodies swayed together as I pumped what felt like a Big Gulp’s amount of cum into the redhead, and it really seemed like her pussy was milking me for every last drop.
And it felt amazing.
I wasn’t really an expert in sex. I had been with a few girls, and watched a lot of porn, but the sex with Elissa was amazing. It helped that she was one of the two most beautiful women I’d ever seen, including Mahini, but I also knew that I was a way different person than I was in the call center on Earth.
Being able to Chime had changed my entire attitude toward life and problem solving. Only a few days had passed in this world since I arrived, but maybe an entire year or three had transpired while I replayed important events. I had more life experiences now, and I felt way more confident about everything.
And I was going to learn every single thing that Elissa needed in bed to make her lose her mind and have a dozen orgasms on her wedding night.
Chime.
“You’re so far behind, Sebastian,” Elissa teased as she tugged my undershirt over my head. Her fingernails traced feather-light lines down my bare chest. “Don’t you want to see me naked?”
“Oh god yes,” I sighed against her touch.
The redheaded vixen giggled at me as her fingers tugged at my pants, but I growled, snatched her hands away, and spun her around to press my erection against her clothed ass.
“Patience, wife,” I muttered into her ear, and she tilted her head away and bared her neck while I gently licked the exposed skin. “I’m going to pleasure you first.”
“Ohhh,” she moaned.
I untied the silk ribbons of her wedding dress way quicker this time, but I still licked and kissed down her skin as I peeled the garment away from her.
As soon as her dress was off, I admired her body again, and I purred loudly as she unlaced my pants and pulled them off me.
“Lay on the bed,” I ordered.
“Yes, husband,” she giggled as she laid back, and I let out a long sigh as I studied the way her red hair danced over the sheets like fire.
I still couldn’t believe this beautiful creature was mine.
“Just relax,” I purred as I crawled between her legs and began to kiss up her thighs. “I want to taste your pussy.”
“You… will taste my… What?” she whispered, but then she gasped as soon as my tongue gently began to lap up her slit.
“Your entrance,” I growled in between licks. “I’m going to lick here until you come for me, Elissa, so be a good girl and enjoy it.”
“Ohhh… Sebastian…” she sighed as I began to taste her wetness. “That’s… I didn’t know men did this to women… It feels amazing.”
“Glad you like it,” I whispered as my tongue began to probe deeper into her wet tunnel. She tasted of citrus and sugar, and I quickly found a happy meditative state while I took turns exploring her vagina with my tongue tip before I rubbed it in slow circles around her clit.
But she could only stand my oral for about five minutes before she was screaming my name, arching her back off the bed, and clenching her legs around my head. Her pussy gushed like a fountain when she came, and I licked up every single drop as I used my fingers to coax a few more climaxes out of her.
“Ohhh… Myyyy… Sebastian… That was… Wooooowwww,” she said when she finally managed to catch her breath.
“Glad you liked it,” I said as I reached down to stroke my painfully hard cock. “Why don’t you get on your hands and knees with your ass facing me?”
“What do you mean?” she asked as she fluttered her eyelids.
“You know,” I said “doggie style?”
“No…” she bit her lip. “But… I’ll do whatever you wish, husband. I’ve just never heard of that thing? Why doggie?”
“Hmmm,” I purred. “Soooo, you don’t have a lot of experience, do you?”
“No,” she whispered as she turned a bit red. “I’ve had instruction on how to please my husband. I can lick his manhood, or use my hands, but I should be on my back with my legs spread so that his seed reaches my womb easier.”
“Ohhh, yeahhhh…” I chuckled as I thought about the thousands of Pornhub videos I’d seen with the hundreds of different positions. “This is going to be super fun. Get on your hands and knees on the bed as if you are a cat or dog.”
“Uhhh… Yes, husband.” Her face was bright red now, but she soon was on her hands and knees with her perfect ass and dripping pussy facing me.
“Perfect,” I said as I kneeled on the bed behind her and began to run my fingers over her smooth back and hips.
“But…. Sebastian,” she whispered. “This is how the animals do it. I am the mayor’s daughter and your wife… Is this proper?”
“Just relax,” I said, and then I slowly slid my tip in between her slick pussy lips and pushed my cock forward into her trembling body.
And then she lost her mind.
I fucked her hard and deep, and the redhead had to push her face into the pillow to mute her screams. She enjoyed her second orgasm quickly, and I managed to have enough willpower to last until she came a third time. Then I just couldn’t resist her clenching pussy, and she screamed into the pillow again as I poured my hot cum deep inside of her accepting womb.
Chime.
“You’re so far behind, Sebastian,” Elissa teased as she tugged my undershirt over my head. Her fingernails traced feather-light lines down my bare chest. “Don’t you want to--”
I silenced her words with a kiss as I tore the ribbons of her dress free, and then I pushed her against the wall of our bedroom as I unlaced my pants to free my cock.
“Sebastian,” she panted as soon as my fingers began to explore her wet pussy. “You are so rough…”
“Do you like it?” I growled into her ear as I pulled my fingers from her, wiped some of her slickness on my tip, and then angled myself against her opening.
“Yes,” she said, but then she screamed “yes!” again when I forced my cock into her from behind, and then she didn’t speak for another twenty minutes as I pounded her against the wall of the room.
Elissa actually did seem to like it pretty rough, and she climaxed so quickly and violently that I lost control of my balls, and we both shouted each other’s names as I released a fire-hose spray of my cream inside of her bent body.
Chime.
I had her ride me until we both came.
Chime.
I switched positions after she climaxed, and I managed to coax four out of her before I lost it and filled her up.
Chime.
Chime.
Chime.
Each time I learned more about what my new wife liked, what she loved, and what drove her crazy when I fucked her. She preferred to ride me cowgirl style, she loved it when we spooned and I lifted her leg up so that I could get deeper in her, and she really loved lotus position.
Chime.
I lost track of how many times I reset our first night of love making, but I eventually learned the proper sequence of licks, thrusts, and motions to bring her to what I guessed was maximum pleasure. I started off by licking her clit while I fingered her with just my thumb. Then, while she was in the throes of climax, I kneeled between her spread thighs and entered her in a missionary position while her walls were still clenching. This made her climax last almost three more minutes, and I was able to ride the waves through the various positions as she experienced a longer and higher climax that never seemed to end.
After Elissa had some sixteen climaxes spread over thirty minutes, I ended the session with her riding me cow-girl style while I forced her hips down so she could get the correct amount of bounce off my cock.
“Ohhh… Ohhhhh. Ohhhh…” The redhead’s green eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth hung open as drool dripped down her chin. The sight of her lost in the endless amounts of pleasure that I’d figured out how to give her just enforced the dopamine flowing through my veins, and my cock felt like a rod of titanium as it speared her shaking body.
I wasn’t just the god of time or war.
I was the god of sex, too.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me, Elissa,” I purred as I pulled her down on me. “I think it’s time for your reward.”
“Yessss…” she choked out the word as her pussy squeezed me like a vise.
“Is your pussy ready for my cum?” I asked, since I knew this question always drove her wild.
“P-p-pleaseeee,” Elissa stuttered. “Fill me up… Sebastian… I…”
“Take all my love, wife,” I growled, and then I released, and my wife cried out as she hit her last Mt. Everest climax peak.
I’d had a bunch of crazy orgasms since I started learning how to make love to Elissa, but I knew this was going to be the real one, and that turned me on even more. My cock and balls seemed to spit icy-fire, and I gasped as both pleasure and pain erupted out of me and filled the beautiful redhead. She kept coming as she felt me pump up into her, and her spasming tension just caused me to shoot more up into her, which caused her to clench tighter. It was like a never ending circle of pleasure, and I could have sworn that my soul actually left my body and floated around the room above us as we released.
Then we slowly descended from the mountain, and Elissa collapsed forward onto my chest with my cock still buried deep inside of her.
Our heavy breathing filled the silence for several minutes that turned into a half an hour, and when it started to grow quiet, Elissa began to chuckle.
Then she began to cry.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I ran my fingers down the silky skin of her back.
“Yes,” she whispered as tears raindropped onto my chest.
“Why are you crying, then?” I asked.
“It’s… just… that felt so amazing,” she whined. “I never thought… I didn’t know it was supposed to be like that. I felt my mind slip away, and all I knew was the pleasure you gave me.”
“Oh,” I laughed as I hugged her closer to me. “I guess that’s a good reason to cry.”
“You are wonderful,” she sniffed. “I’m… I can’t believe I am your wife. You came to our small and insignificant village, you saved us from the kobolds, then you saved the mine, then you saved me from marrying that toad of a lordling. How… How did we get so lucky?”
“Sometimes good things happen,” I whispered as I began to stroke her thick red hair. “You deserve me, and I deserve you. Best not to question it.”
“Sebastian,” she said as she moved her head up to look at me. “I swear to you, on the vows I said earlier at our wedding and right here, at this moment. I will be your faithful and devoted wife until the day I die. You have shown me pleasure and love that I couldn’t even imagine. I know you are a god that must live forever, but during my mortal life, my soul will be yours. It is everything that I have, so it is all that I can give, even though it might not be enough for you.”
“You are a good woman, Elissa,” I whispered as I wiped away her tears. “I accept your vow, and in return for your soul, I will give you endless pleasure and protect you from danger.”
My wife nodded, and then she nestled her head against my chest once more and shed a few more tears. It was obvious to me now that these were tears of joy, so I let her have them while I just hugged her tighter.
It would have been so easy to fall asleep right then and there, but I did want to get her mind off of thoughts that would make her cry, and I guessed that she might need some food or drink after climaxing as many times as she just did.
“We should get a snack,” I muttered as I created a new save point.
“Is there any fruit in the kitchen, Bash?” she asked.
“Hmmm, I’m not sure,” I whispered.
“I’ll go and see,” she laughed before kissing me gently on the lips. “You just… pleased me. Now I will take care of you.”
“Be careful,” I said as my head fell onto the plush blanket. “Take a candle.”
Elissa wasn’t gone more than five minutes, but it was enough time for energy to slowly seep back into my body. When she finally returned with a small bowl filled with red berries. She placed down the candle she had taken and climbed back into the bed beside me. When I rolled over onto my back, she placed one of the berries at my lips. The tartness of the berry hit my tongue and mixed well with the sweetness from Elissa’s lips.
I was a bit worried about finding a conversation, but when I asked her to tell me about herself, I pretty much got her entire life story without having to ask any questions. She clearly enjoyed talking, and once she got going, I just sat back and listened to the rise and fall of her voice.
Elissa’s mother had died giving birth to her, and it explained why Elrin was so protective of her. She spent most of her childhood with a wetnurse, and was treated like a little princess. She was taught everything from singing to horseback riding, and was even given some of the same basic schooling as the boys of her hometown alongside the more domestic lessons befitting a lady.
Her favorite color was the softest shade of lavender possible, much lighter than the flower because the flower is just too much purple, apparently. She was happy to try any food once, and had a preference for the exotic foods that her father used to get imported when she was younger. Her favorite dish was roast Irrak, which was a bizarre kind of bird that sounded like a cross between an ostrich and a honey badger. She wasn’t fond of most alcoholic drinks, but there was a suitor who brought her father a fruity wine she had really enjoyed.
Elissa was a very frivolous person on the outside, and I quickly learned that this was a mask that she wore to protect herself. She was the type of person who could read a book, absorb all of the information, and be able to talk about the subject with perfect clarity. Her intelligence would have easily qualified as a genius back home, and she clearly knew more about her own world than I ever possibly could. She had never traveled in her entire life, but she could paint a picture of the entire world with just her words, and it was so easy to just let her talk and talk and talk and talk.
The sky outside was already beginning to turn light when she finally passed out, and I spent a good half an hour or so watching her beautiful smiling face as she slept.
Then there was a banging on the front door.
“What the fuck?” I sighed.
Elissa groaned beside me in her sleep, and I carefully slipped my arm out from beneath her head. She mumbled something incoherent as she shifted, and when I laid the blanket over her, she was fast asleep again.
“This has better be fucking good,” I growled as I pulled my pants back on.
The weight of my two blades was comforting at my side as I headed through the house. The banging on the door started back up as I reached the living room, and I almost got a fist to the face when I yanked open the door.
The Loser Lord stood fuming on my doorstep and looked like he wished he had gotten to punch me.
“What?” I barked. “I left a very sexy woman in my bed, and I would really like to get back to her now.”
“I’m sure you would, Great One.” He said my title with as much of a mocking tone as possible, and I nearly wiped the smirk off his face with my dagger. “But that’s exactly why I am here. That very sexy woman in there does not belong to you.”
I arched an eyebrow. “More to me than to you.”
The Loser Lord took a deep breath that was probably meant to keep him from strangling me before he was able to speak again. “I traveled all this way with the intention of marrying that beautiful woman. You cannot just take her from underneath my nose like this. Her father and I had an agreement, and I will see that it is fulfilled.”
“Oh, just get on with it already,” I growled. “What do you want?”
“Elissa’s marriage with you will be revoked, and she will marry me as she was supposed to,” the Loser Lord said as he raised his nose into the air.