Dragon's Archon - CH. 10 - Claiming Malice - Alpha (Patreon)

Back home, there was a rule drilled into me since I’d become a man: don’t stick your dick in crazy. But it was a rule I’d always struggled with. Like some universal balance that had to be maintained, the craziest behavior always came with an equal amount of mind blowing sex. One could not exist without the other.

If I hadn’t just fought for my life for the last half hour, I probably would have been in the right mind to reject her offer and to figure out an alternative plan. But when there was a drop dead gorgeous woman presenting herself to me, asking me to take what I wanted from her, it made it hard to refuse. I wasn’t sure if it was because of my adrenaline, my perks, or something else that was causing it hard to think of a reason not to.

I’m supposed to live by Heluna’s tenets, right? I thought. She seems to want me and I need her. Without the helm, I’m going to have a much harder time surviving. And with the last battle presenting my flaws, I need every advantage I can get.

As I looked at Malice, she gave a mischievous smile and swayed her bottom. Her eyes swirled like a vortex of flame and seduction. Her gaze and smell drew me in. My cock bounced at the intoxication concoction. She presented my meal to me, and I was starved for a taste.

“Let’s get a bit more comfortable too, shall we?” Malice said before snapping her fingers. The gauntlets retreated from my hands, forming thick golden bracelets around my wrist. My helmet followed suit, changing its shape around my head. I tapped it with my fingers to get a sense of its new form. It was thin and hugged my forehead like a circlet.

I thought this would be the perfect time to use my A Partner’s Desire’s spell. As I stared at her a few things popped into my head. Malice loved to be dominated to the point of being choked, and she really wanted me to shove my face between her legs. While I wasn’t ready to commit to such a forceful show of aggression toward her, given this was our first time together, I had no problem taking charge.

I approached her from behind and kneeled down to the ground. Her orange-and-yellow folds glowed like a beacon drawing me toward them. I slid my hands up the sides of her legs. Her skin was as smooth as silk.

I kissed and massaged her thighs, climbing higher with each peck. After reaching her cheeks, I playfully bit them, eliciting a short giggle from Malice. Once I reached the other side, I worked my way down before kissing slowly inward.

“Where are you going—oh!” Malice gasped.

I’d wondered if eating pussy was common on Talis. With my own historical knowledge, it depended on the repression of people and the time in history. I didn’t know how accurate Talis was to my world and if magic, their religion, or hygienic processes played any part in that. But from Malice spreading her legs wider, I could tell that she liked it.

Once I got the surface plenty wet, I moved inside. I slid in between her folds, lathering from point to point. With a wide tongue, I twisted my head and neck, making sure I covered every inch. I maximized my touch as I fluttered and suckled her bud.

Malice was my composer. Each of her moans were the sheet music to my beat. I shifted my technique until her echoes became almost constant.

“Gods, I love your tongue,” Malice moaned.

I couldn’t help but smile. I’d always loved pleasuring my partners. Hearing their desires was always a tremendous turn on for me.

As I moved back toward the top, I penetrated her hole with my tongue. She covered my face with her fluids. While her scent was heavy, it was delightful, like a perfectly ripe honeydew melon. It tasted so good. I had a tough time wanting to stop.

I shoved my face in as tight as I could, licking and lathering like it was my last meal. Malice responded in kind, rounding her back and grabbing my hair. In a surprising show of affection, my partner massaged the top of my head with her fingers until she reached her precipice. Once she was close, her hand squeezed my hair

“Oh gods, keep going, don’t you dare stop!” Malice cried.

The red-haired vixen’s moans shifted into a high-pitched whimper. Her skinny thighs shook as she dropped forward. I silently laughed as I reveled in my work. Seeing such a confident and demanding woman shudder violently with aftershocks filled me with pride.

When Malice recovered, she looked back at me with heavy eyes. “You’re not done.”

“Was that a question or a statement?” I jested. She squinted her eyes and scrunched her nose. I found it cute. With a soft press, I pushed her on the bed and flipped her over.

With her legs spread wide, I kneeled back down and picked back up where I’d left off. Before we started, Malice called this a trial and I treated it as such. My new body came with large hands, which were useful for my next ploy. With one hand under her bottom for leverage, I used the other to apply pressure to her pelvic bone. Together with my tongue and thumb, I played her until she was almost in a constant harmony.

In my old body, I’d always had to take a minute because my tongue would get sore or I’d get a crick in my neck. This new body had none of those problems. It was perfect for what I needed it for.

Malice’s legs squeezed my head like a vise. Even though they were thin, I could feel the power within them. I knew if I wasn’t so durable, she could easily crush my skull. Satisfied with another round, I pulled back and wiped my chin. She was a mess. Her yellow-orange fluid glowed across her grayish-black skin, highlighting the results of my good work.

“There,” I said confidently. “I’ve claimed you.”

Malice leaned up, panting. “That’s it? But you haven’t even properly fucked me. I expected a lot more from an Archon.”

“What did you just say?” I asked, glaring at her.

“Your trial is not over until I say it’s over.”

“You’re insane, you know that?” I said as I crawled onto the bed.

Malice let out a mischievous giggle. “True. But just the right amount.”

I grabbed the outside of Malice’s legs and jerked her toward me. As I gripped the base of my shaft, I slid my cock in between her lower lips. I teased her clit with my tip, wetting it with her natural lubrication. Her heightened sensitivity was already in full bloom as her mouth opened with each slide.

When I was ready, I pulled back and eased it inside of her. I watched her eyes roll into the back of her head as I pressed deeper and deeper. My Perfect Fit perk was in full effect as my cock disappeared inside of her like some vanishing magician’s trick.

I had to stop and take a breath once I was fully inside of her. I couldn’t tell if it was Malice’s insides or one of my perks, but she felt amazing. Everything was tight, wet, and had a ton of friction. It was as if she was specifically designed to milk every last drop from me.

I slowly slid out, trying my best not to become overwhelmed by the sensation. It had been months since I’d had sex, but this didn’t feel possible. This was the best fuck of my life and I was going to enjoy every minute.

I pressed back into her and built up to a slow pace. With each thrust, I watched the wave of her breasts bounce. With how good the rest of her tasted, I Ieaned in.

With a deep breath, I lapped them with my tongue, sucking on her peak. I played with her hard nipple, suckling to my heart's content. Malice’s groans echoed into the open ceiling of our room, as I ensured I gave her other breast its equal time.

With a satisfactory pop, I pulled away as I looked down at her luscious curves. She glanced at me with a helpless gaze before turning away as if ashamed I had been in such a state. I ran my fingers through her viscous, flowing hair to turn her back to me. I wanted her to see me, and know that it was I who claimed her.

Her vulnerable look fueled my desire. As we stared deeply into each other’s eyes, I thrusted harder and faster. The added feeling of her body inside and out heightened my lust.

A heat radiated inside my core like I’d never felt before. My whole body grew warm as the impending climax approached. I slipped my hand down to the back of her neck and pulled forward. With frantic thrusts, I slammed into her with fervor.

The eruption was pure bliss. It was a supernova of orgasms. I came harder than I’d ever done before. And while the lingering sensitivity was there, there was no pain.

After a few heartbeats, I continued because I could. It was a moment of pure brilliance. I rode the orgasmic high and built up to my same speed. All Malice could do was scream with delight as I attempted what was once impossible.

With another few seconds of concentrated effort, the second explosion came, just as strong as the first. It was heaven. I fell forward, holding myself up on my elbows so as not to crush her. Each of Malice’s groans brought me great joy. Her body endlessly trembled as I held her trapped on my rod.

“Had enough yet?” I whispered.

“I—” was all that she could say until she caught her breath. “I’ll not be bested by a mere mortal.”

“Now you’re just lying,” I snorted. “You’re a complete mess.”

“Be silent and fuck me,” she said with lopsided grin.

“Be careful what you wish for.” In a single motion, I scooped up and sat up.

“Oooh fuck,” Malice moaned as her weight slid her down my shaft. She wrapped her arms and legs around my body and leaned her head to my chest. Her body betrayed her as it quaked with delight.

With firm handfuls on her round bottom, I raised her up. I didn’t give her a moment of buildup and leveraged her weight to bring her back down. The mix of our fluids kept everything as smooth as an oil slick.

Malice scrambled forward, biting into my shoulder. It didn’t hide her squeals. Her lust dripped down my shaft with each passing second. Our heavy scents floated heavily in the air.

After a few minutes at the same pace, I turned up the heat. I used my own thrusts as a counter to her weight. In the same motion, I swung Malice toward me. Our bodies slapped together, filling the room with our own musical symphony. After another surge of her orgasm, I pressed my advantage.

I kept a frantic pace as my passion built with my partners. Malice’s delightful screams became a calling for me to give her all I had. I wanted her to melt into my arms. This was my moment to claim her as mine.

Our salacious calls mirrored one another as we climbed toward another apex. With final thrusts, I poured everything I had into my partner. My cock throbbed with each wave of pleasure that sent goosebumps across my skin. Malice’s grasp lessened, and I held onto her limp body.

We both laughed as we reveled in each other’s sensitivity. Each quiver from one triggered the other. As delicately as I could, I lowered Malice to the bed. She bit her finger as her body recovered. I slid to her side and watched as she struggled to look at me.

“Was that enough?” I asked.

“There are moments when you shouldn’t speak,” Malice said, trying not to gasp through her frequent spasms.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Malice swiped her hand across my chest playfully, and I laughed as I looked down at her. The intensity in her eyes was unlike anything I’d ever seen. Even stronger than Yda. She looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered.

“So what now?” I asked.

“I am yours wholly and eternal,” Malice said.

“Until we rescue Ninazu, you mean?”

Malice shook her head. “No. By proving your worth and completing my trials, you claimed me. I served my god willingly. Under his guidance, he left me to be claimed by one worthy. I’d presumed it would be Heluna, but you… you’re a much better alternative.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked with a shit-eating grin.

Malice nodded as she scooted closer. “You and I are going to have a lot of fun together, Master Blackthorn.”

“Master?” I said with a cocked brow. “I like the sound of that.” While I knew what her implication was, I needed to better understand the extent of her commitment. “By claiming you, what does that mean?”

“I will follow you and serve you to the best of my ability. Whatever your desires or needs, if I am capable, then I will see to it.”

“That’s limited since you don’t have a physical body, correct?”

“Yes. And my soul is split among the shards. So do not expect me to clean your home or fold your clothes. However, all of my power is now yours.”

With a wave of her hand, warmth spread through my whole body. My hands tensed and my jaw clenched as Malice’s power coursed through me. When I opened my eyes, a pink hue surrounded my naked partner’s body. A heads-up-display appeared as a flurry of text scrolled across my vision.

Follower Claimed: Malice

Perk Acquired: Vision of Malice

While wearing Malice, User has access to basic information detectable through the Detect Mortal spell. Souls acquired plus follower count combined into an easily accessible total. Information displayed on subconscious request.

Perk Acquired: Armor of Malice

While wearing Malice, User may request her to change her form at will. Clothing will change with the semblance of a permanent transmutation spell. Current shard allocation grants protection equal to Resilience II* and Death’s Touch. *Note does not stack if User’s Resilience is higher.

Perk Acquired: Ground Detection

While wearing Malice, User can detect any movement or vibrations on top of the ground and underground up to 100 feet.

Spell Acquired: Detect Mortal

Through a combination of User’s and Malice’s Perception and gathered or known information, User may scan an individual to present data in an easy-to-understand interface. Information includes: Name, Class, Race, and Threat Status.

Spell Acquired: Magma Manipulation

Tapping into Malice’s power, User may create, shape and manipulate magma and its variants (lava).

Spell Acquired: Magma Spray

Tapping into Malice’s power, User can shoot molten rock from their hands up to fifteen feet. Any material flammable at 2000 degrees Fahrenheit burns. User can extinguish Magma or any lit materials with concentration.

“What the hell?” I said.

“Is something wrong?” Malice asked, leaning up.

“All this text just flashed in front of me. It reminded me of when I was with Heluna, and I was choosing options for my new body. There’s also a pink hue around you.”

Malice let out a short laugh. “That’s because of the power I’ve granted you. My vision is a piece of the divine’s. A gift given to me by Ninazu.”

“The spells and perks make sense, but that doesn’t explain the pink hue.”

“The aura you mean?”

“I guess?”

“It’s part of the Threat Status. Together, our Perception attributes combine to give a unique sense of whether the individual is a threat. Pink is reserved for your partners or someone who is devoted to you. Blue is for allies. They will probably agree with you in most aspects, but won’t blindly follow you. Yellow is indifferent or unknown. Red is for someone who is actively hostile toward you.”

“So are our attributes combined together going forward?”

“No. Just for that purpose. We’re separate beings. You still have the same attributes as before. However, I am here to assist you. If I pick up on something you do not, I’ll alert you.”

“Thanks,” I said before focusing on the beauty lying next to me. In the same thought where I wondered what Malice was, a UI prompt appeared and listed her details.

Name: Malice

Class: Monster

Race: Living Object (Formerly Magma Elemental)

Threat Status: Devoted

Seeing her Threat Status made me feel a little bit better about my choice to sleep with her. Our initial encounter was combative, and I didn’t know if she was just being manipulative to get what she wanted, or if claiming her had any effect.

As I stared into her wild eyes, I couldn’t help but think, What if the manipulation was in the vision itself? What if she is setting her status for me?

I shook my head and had to push that thought out of my mind. If I’d focused on it too much, I knew it would drive me crazy. Trust was always a rocky thing for me. But this was a new me. I needed to become a better man than the one that had been betrayed by so many. And it warranted to give Malice the benefit of the doubt. Everyone deserved a shot.

I couldn’t risk having someone close to me be someone who could potentially betray me so early in my journey. The more devoted members I could acquire, the better for my long-term success. And I still had a long way to go.

When I sat up, Malice reached for my hand and frowned. “Where are you going?”

“While this was a lot of fun, we need to leave,” I said, draping my finger along her hip. “This world won’t conquer itself.”

“Oh, is that your plan?” Malice asked with a wide smile.

“Something like that. First, I need to establish myself and learn more about Talis. Once I do that, my focus will be on earning enough coin to establish a foothold somewhere for the Sect of Rebirth. From there, we will build a kingdom centered on Heluna’s tenets.”

“Ambitious goals. I knew it was wise to join you. But what did you mean that you needed to learn about Talis?”

“Let’s just say I have no knowledge of the world. I’m learning as I go.”

“Did something happen to make you lose your memory?”

“Something like that. I’ll explain it another time. For now, it’s time to go. There is plenty of work to be done. Speaking of…” I looked up and waved my finger. “How do we get out of here?”

“Just will it. This is all a mental illusion. Now that you’ve claimed me, you have the power to control it.”

“Are there any benefits to it?”

“Not really. It’s a place to come to if you want to free yourselves from the burdens of the physical realm.” Malice rubbed her hand along my thigh. “Or… it’s somewhere you and I can be alone together.”

“You’ll always be in my head, won’t you?” I said with a half grin.

“Not completely. You’ll hear my thoughts in your mind, but it’s not like I can read yours.”

“Good to know.” I stood and offered my hand to Malice. “Are you ready to go?”

When Malice pulled herself up to her feet, molten rock formed over her legs and up to her neck. Once her transformation concluded, she stood wearing the armor I’d seen when I met her.

“I’m ready, Master Blackthorn” she said