RD 2 Ch 31 (Patreon)

Chapter 31

“You were naughty.” I closed the door behind Simone and me and pasted up several talismans to keep the sound from leaking out as well as to alert us if the door opened. Nothing harmful.

“You left me for seventeen days and then came back to talk to others.” She kissed my neck, dragging her hands down my chest. She dug in her nails just enough to be reminded of them.

“I want you. Want you in me, pounding me into bliss,” she whispered and nibbled at my chin as she got closer to my lips.

Her emerald eyes bore into mine. There was mostly truth in what she said, but she also wanted to get a little rise out of me. She wanted my blood rushing so that I would be a little rougher with her for it.

I didn’t mind my lovely little minx when she basically begged to be fucked into oblivion, even if it was indirectly.

Simone bit her lip and stared up at me impatiently. I picked her up and pressed her to the door, taking her lips like I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to feel every inch of her once again.

Her hands were wild and needy as she pulled herself against me. There didn’t need to be any words, just the reunion of two lovers. In reality, I was just as hungry for her as she was for me. I was already painfully hard as I pushed myself between her thighs.

She clamped down, and her supple skin dragged along mine.

“Missed you.” I held her tightly. A warmth enveloped not just my cock but my whole being. I really missed having Simone in my arms.

“Missed you more. I was so lonely, thinking of you, twisting the sheets as I played with myself. Bran, I need the real thing.” She pushed at my chest while her thighs pressed together and squeezed. “Oh. You’re so hard. Think I can pop you with my thighs.”

“Didn’t exactly have time or privacy to get my own release these last two weeks,” I grunted and rammed into her soft thighs, eager for anything I could get. The excitement of having Simone with me again made me feel hot and sensitive between her thighs.

“You poor thing. So pent-up.” She clamped them down and rubbed herself over my cock. “Cum for me, Bran.”

“You don’t say when,” I growled, but my climax was rushing to greet her, spilling out only seconds later.

Simone gave me a long, lustful kiss before pushing me back and wiggling out of my grasp. “System, I needed you. Can’t wait any longer.” She sank to her knees, trying to get her mouth around my cock.

I grabbed her horns, the crown shape of them making for lovely handlebars as I sat down on the bed with her between my thighs cleaning me up, sucking every last drop of cum out of me.

“Fuck. There’s more coming, Simone, I swear.” It was like she was trying to suck out the last of a fountain drink.

“So you didn’t play with the snake girl?” Simone asked as she pulled back, licking the head, slathering it with her tongue.

“We’re focusing on you.” I shoved her back down over my cock that was growing hard already. Using her horns, I was a little rough and fucked her mouth.

She was incredible, every inch of her, but she was particularly skilled with her mouth. Simone’s moans told me she was enjoying every second of sucking on me. Her eyes met mine before they rolled back into her head.

Using her horns, I just kept going until I blew a second load in her mouth. I would take care of her needs in a moment.

By the time I had finished my release, her emerald eyes had lost their focus and she slid off me with a satisfied sigh. “I don’t mind if you play with the snakes. Kinda makes me curious myself.”

Lifting her onto the bed, I put her on all fours and grabbed her narrow waist. “Careful what you wish for.” I rammed into her to find her dripping wet and slick.

Using her leverage on the bed, I rocked her back over me while also moving my hips. I wasn’t a sex addict, but based on the way my body relaxed and craved the woman I was inside, I was starting to consider that I might be a Simone addict.

She threw her head back. “Baby, yes. Please just shove it in for a moment and hold it.”

I was happy to oblige.

Her back arched, and her whole body shuddered as she went down on her elbows for a moment while the orgasm passed. “I love you inside of me. You’re so deep it’s like you're kissing my stomach.”

“Hopefully not that deep,” I teased and rocked a little with her, eager for more.

“Gonna just shove you in me and sleep like that tonight.” Simone got back on her hands and looked over her shoulder as she ground her hips back into mine, swaying slightly as her eyes pinched in happiness. “If you run off to another instance, you’re taking me.”

“I’d prefer that.” Hooking an arm around her tight waist, I bent over her so that I could really enjoy her body.

Simone cried out in excitement as I started to ram myself into her. The woman was already about to cum again, and I blew her right past it, rolling her into a third as soon as it ended.

I loved watching her cum. She was beautiful and sexy. But most of all, I just loved seeing her smile and watching her enjoy herself.

Yeah. I was probably a Simone addict by now.

***

After a lovely wake-up from Simone and breakfast in Circe’s palace, I finally got my Simone addiction back under control and started thinking about our next steps.

“Can you hand me the communication stones?” I asked.

“The rockie-talkies?” Simone smiled and blinked innocently at the name.

I gave her a flat stare. “Are we really calling them that?”

“Yeah. It’s like a walkie-talkie, only a rock.” She pulled it out of her spatial ring.

We were on a private balcony. Nowhere on the islands would be perfectly safe from eavesdroppers, especially since my three servants were probably due back any moment to clear the table.

I took the… rockie-talkie and activated it. “Gloria, let me hear that beautiful voice of yours.”

There was a long moment of silence before a little wind sounded in the rock. “Bran! So wonderful to hear from you. Sorry, Thorin, your son is calling.”

I heard the rapid patter of feet like she was escaping.

“How’d the physique training go?” I asked.

“It’s done, but he’s still training me. At least I’m not being thrown off a cliff anymore.” She sighed.

“Might have to talk to Thorin at the end of this call. My bloodline went titan. I need to train my own physique. Put on three inches already.”

Simone looked me up and down. “You always seemed larger than life. Didn’t notice.”

“Well, unless you want me to get absolutely huge, I’m going to need to put some of this titan growth into another bucket besides physical size.” That’s what the titan physiques were intended for. Make you tougher and denser, but not bigger.

“Oh. I’d love to help him throw you off a cliff,” Gloria laughed.

“When you throw him off a cliff and he just shrugs it off, you’re going to be devastated,” Simone added in.

“Hello, Simone. Anyone else there?”

“No, but he has a gorgon woman lovestruck with him,” Simone added in.

“Snake hair?” Gloria asked.

“Hair that turns into snakes as it goes,” Simone clarified. “It’s an ability, so she can turn it off, too.”

“Hot.” It was clear Gloria was grinning from the tone of her voice. “Legs or no?”

“Serpent half,” Simone answered. “It’s a pretty blue-green, with a gold underbelly.”

“That’s going to take up a lot of the bed. Good thing his bed is massive and built into the structure of the apartment,” Gloria laughed. “She’s not going to turn us to stone, is she? Or I mean, she can turn one part of Bran to stone if she wants.”

“That’s enough,” I interrupted the two of them. “She’s eighteen, and I just pulled her out of a hellish situation. It’ll fade.”

“Uh-huh.” Simone sounded completely unconvinced. “Sure. A hunky big man saves her, and you think she’s going to just let that go? If I were her, I’d be wrapped around you. Wait, Gloria, you have to hear the story of Bran ending up in her sleeping bag.”

I slapped my face. I didn’t like to keep secrets, but Simone was enjoying herself far too much. I almost wished I hadn’t told her.

“He’s dying here,” Simone laughed. “Just suffice to say they slept in a cave together, and Bran woke up in her sleeping bag with her serpent half coiled all around him.”

“So she’s a cuddler, too. We knew Bran was one the way he big spoons you, Simone.” Gloria apparently had heard stories from Simone because the mafia princess certainly didn’t share the bed with us.

“Alright. I wanted to talk through a few items. Need to get myself a titan physique. Thorin would know how to accomplish that. It sounds like Vincent is getting impatient. Oh, and I might have the entire Heros Clan wanting to put me on lockdown. Then there’s my mother being kidnapped, and Persephone, apparently, has the rest of the elders fooled by her illusions,” I let out all my thoughts at once. “But yes, we can laugh about me apparently rolling a few feet into another bedroll.”

“Sounded like more than a few feet,” Simone giggled and earned herself a glare. “Right, right.”

“Should we talk about how pent-up you were, Simone?” Gloria took my side.

“Hush you. He’s back, and last night was incredible. Alright, let’s plan; otherwise, Gloria is going to fill your head with nonsense.” Simone hurried the conversation along.

“Well, order of importance. I can’t really do much until I convince the clan to not lock me down. If I’m stuck here, then all I can do is deal with my mother and maybe have a talk with my father. Vincent is going to have to wait, but I can give him something to nibble on. Oh, how’s that side going, Gloria? Need anything?”

“It’s mundane. Training and getting some long-term things set up. Father is getting a geothermal power station built and greasing some politician palms to skip through a lot of the red tape. We’re all working on the timeline you gave, Bran, so we’re pushing everyone hard.” Gloria fell into the bossy tone she usually had rather than the light teasing she’d had at the start.

“Well, the next step for dealing with the clan is probably to let them continue to eavesdrop, and then, eventually, they’re going to confirm my story with more system means, with an ability or item. That’s a waiting game.

“It seems I can’t go to Persephone, so I just have to have her come to me. The easiest way seems to be to dig into Tartarus. As for titan physique, the next steps are just a conversation with my father. Finally, let’s tell Vincent that I think I can decode the seal. If you would reach out on my behalf, Gloria. I’m sequestered by the Heros Clan right now—a job I couldn’t refuse. What did I say originally?”

“Six months,” Simone added in.

I did the math in my head. “Just echo that timing. I should be able to finish all of this up and get home by then.”

“Finally, we have Nyx,” Simone continued on as if Nyx were part of the list I had offered up as needing a solution. “I think she’s lovely.”

“That’s Hissing Hair?” Gloria asked.

“Precisely. She’s an archer. SSS class and bloodline. It isn’t often we’ll be able to recruit someone of that caliber, Bran.” The last was said to stop me from arguing. “You just have to be pretty little bait.”

“I’m not bait,” I sighed.

Her point, however, was valid. The number of new players with SSS classes was extraordinarily low, even if the Heros Clan initiation made it seem otherwise. Add on the chances of such a bloodline in the broader world and Nyx was a unicorn—one that perhaps I shouldn’t so hastily shove away.

“Let’s see what Circe plans for her. If we can lure Circe to Vein City, we’ll go from there. I’m not going to do anything that I expect to be long-distance for the foreseeable future. Now, give the… rockie-talkie to Thorin. I need to talk to him.”