Dao 4 Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Dar threw Sasha down on their bed, making her chest do a nice satisfying bounce as she playfully glared up at him. “Don’t be like that.” He teased her, letting his hands run up inside her dress and along her silky smooth legs.

After a few moments of his touch, she softened, a moan escaping her pretty pink lips. “Dar.” She groaned. “I’ve missed your touch.”

“Of course you have.” Dar grinned. She’d given up her fake pout faster than usual, which meant she was eager. He pulled her to the edge of the bed, letting his hands wander up her hips and to the generous curve of her chest.

Sasha had a huge pair. Coupled with her dao, it made for an amazing feeling that Dar just couldn’t get enough of.

And he could feel it when her dao shifted.

The mounds were as soft as silk, pliant in his hands, yet perky and elastic. Her soft chest rebounded with an unnatural firmness that triggered something in his brain.

Sasha was grinning like a madwoman. “At least I can still captivate you.” She put a gloved hand up to her low hanging collar and dragged a single sensual finger down.

Dar watched, licking his lips as her dress parted, the silk unwinding where her finger touched and the tight dress pulled back, revealing her creamy white skin.

As she continued down, freeing her chest, she reached her flat stomach. Dar’s eyes were locked on that trailing finger as it continued to move lower. He swore she started slowing down as she reached her center, but soon her pink lower lips were in front of him. “Come here.” She motioned him closer with her fingers, until they touched his doublet.

His doublet peeled itself off of him at her touch, becoming a ball of silk that she tossed aside.

Dar fell upon her, kissing her neck and working his way down to her chest.

Every inch of her was soft and sensual, making him rock hard with anticipation.

Her hands played over him as his pants disappeared, as did her dress, leaving the two of them naked except for her stockings and gloves.

He liked when she left them on. The feel of their silky softness against his skin did something to him.

But he had other things to play with. Kissing her breast he drew in her nipple and sucked on it.

“Yes.” Sasha panted as a gloved hand held his head against her chest and another pushed and pulled at his chest, urging him to do more.

He pinned her supple thighs and played with her other breast, savoring the softness before switching his mouth’s attention and playing with the other.

“I missed you.” He groaned, his erection brushing along her thigh.

“Me too.” Sasha let out a breathless sigh before she pushed at his chest for him to roll over.

Dar obliged her, letting the demon straddle him on top. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She put one finger to the tip of his erection as it pointed to the heavens.

Her silk glove poured itself off her hand to wrap him perfectly and started to pulse around him. “I was thinking about ways to use my dao… in more interesting ways.”

The silken cocoon around him undulated in ways that nothing else could, rubbing up and up never down.

In a way, it was blissful torture. He wanted to thrust, to push and pull, but it continued its delicious friction in only one direction driving him up and up. With the single direction, it was pleasurable but wasn’t triggering him enough to orgasm.

Dar strained, wanting to pull out so he could thrust back into something.

Sasha only smirked, watching him as she licked her lips. “Let me help you.” Turning on his chest, she put her sex in his face as she swallowed him deep within her mouth.

“Oh god.” He bucked as she started bobbing around the existing stimulation. He was so close, building even higher.

Grabbing her hips, he sought a distraction, lapping at her pussy that was growing wet with need.

Her silk continued to undulate around him as her lips coaxed his seed out. She lapped at him, creating wet friction along him as she bobbed her head up and down.

Dar dug his hands into her silken rear, wanting the release so badly and feeling himself just at the brink.

Encouraged by him, Sasha bobbed a bit harder, adding a few new motions into the mix to help coax him over.

And it worked. He pulled her hips down as he bucked and emptied himself into her mouth.

“Keep licking.” She demanded, pressing her hips down on him as the silk swayed on his cock, pushing him close to over stimulation.

Dar hadn’t needed a reminder; he wanted her to be as pleasured as he was.

His tongue lapped inside her folds and out, up to her pink pearl that was slowly swelling. He licked it like his favorite ice cream as Sasha became limp over him, panting in need and moaning his name.

She barely lasted a minute before she came, a flood of her pleasure as she screamed.

“That was quick.” Dar pulled her to the side.

“I saved myself for you. I didn’t pleasure myself once on the trip.” She twitched with a smile blooming on her face. “Drasil above, that was worth it.”

Dar pushed her back to the bed, knowing that she would want more and lined himself up before slipping into her with a gasp.

He had forgotten the bliss that was her sex. Her dao made her soft and elastic making a perfect, velvety fit. “Sasha.” He groaned as he worked himself in her, feeling tighter than normal.

“Get it out. I know you want to remember just how deep you can go.” She hooked her legs behind his hips and drew him deeper. “I won't break.”

No, instead she stretched to fit and he enjoyed the glorious feeling as he sank to his depth and sat there for a moment, reveling in the silky feeling.

“Now go my husband.” She stopped holding his hips, and it was like the starting gun of a race.

Dar pinned her to the bed and thrust into her, pounding hard enough to make the stone bed rattle.

He couldn’t get enough of her, her soft thighs as they gave between his fingers, or the way that her tits bounced with each thrust, swinging like two lovely temptations before his face.

Then there was the soft, delightful friction of her sex as she let out louder and louder moans of pleasure. Her beautiful face was fixed into one of lustful abandon as she cried out.

“Yes. That’s it, give it to me, give me your seed Dar.” Sasha pulled at his arms, trying to encourage him. He obliged, going deeper and harder into her body as she submitted to him, giving him every inch he wanted.

He pumped into her silken paradise chasing his own pleasure. She came not once but twice from the stimulation before he finally unleashed his own ecstasy into her.

“Now we can go nice and slow, right?” Sasha teased.

Dar snorted. “No chance, not after you got me worked up like that.” He picked her up by her waist and repositioned her so he could go in from behind.

Sasha sighed blissfully and waved her rear in the air. “It’s good to be home.”

***

“Milord?” Amber walked right into my bedroom without hesitation or concern for the way Mika and Sasha lay across the bed like two puddles.

“Ah. Is it dinner time already?” I freed myself from the two worn out ladies.

“Yes, people are starting to gather at the central hearth. I came in to get you and to help the two mistresses recover.” She curtsied, pulling at her maid outfit as her head dipped low.

Marcie only now became visible behind her in the doorway.

The second maid had chin length brown hair and often hid herself behind Amber, following her direction.

“Please. I’ll let you two take care of them and join me for dinner when it’s all done. Even if you both stick to the role of a maid in my family, your opinion is appreciated.” Dar leveled a gaze at both of them as a quick use of his dao of heat dried and burnt anything on his skin. Then he looked around for a new set of clothes. Sasha had ruined the previous pair, but she could always make more.

The two maids knew how he felt about the status quo in Granterra. It was a subtle battle between him and Amber. To Amber, they were hired on as maids by Sasha and were determined to remain as such, despite the love between them.

Even if Dar thought of them as his wives, they both remained in their roles as maids. Although they’d started to step outside the bounds of simply a maid as they trained to use their dao and knives.

“As you wish, Milord.” Amber and Marcie bowed before hurrying into the room and working to get Sasha and Mika ready for dinner.

Dar left the manor, heading back out into the brisk winter chill, but the large amount of goats and people milling about made it seem much warmer. And each home now had enchanted stone heaters that Dar had built.

It wasn’t balmy, but no one was going to die of exposure inside the village walls.

In the center of the village, the central hearth had a huge roof over it that held in the heat as everyone gathered. Vents along the way let the smoke out.

Families or work groups gathered in circles as the large fire was circled by cooking pots and those manning them.

Bart’s wife Tabby waved from her pot as soon as she saw him.

Dar knew he really shouldn’t play favorites as the leader of the village, but she was one of the better cooks among the village.

Just seeing him had Tabby already filling a bowl with steaming hot stew and holding it out. “Eat. The whole village heard how much energy you used this afternoon.”

Dar blushed and Tabby laughed.

“Don’t worry. You are our leader, and we all hope for many strong children. My poor Bart is even thinking of taking in a spirit.” Tabby looked far younger now that she had become an immortal. It wasn’t instant, but many of the older humans were slowly losing their wrinkles as their hair color came back.

She really did look a lot like Amber.

“No luck with children yet. But they say that demons and spirits rarely conceive.” Dar shrugged off the concern. He wasn’t even sure if he was ready for kids yet.

“Or maybe you just need to add a few more willing ladies to help the odds.” Tabby teased, trying to make him blush. “Though, I think my Amber would make a wonderful mother, whether the kid is hers or not, as your maid she’ll help raise them right.” She said proud to have her daughter with him.

Dar shook his head. The villagers were far different than people back on earth. He couldn’t even imagine someone’s mother encouraging him to sow his seeds far and wide. “Right now, I think I’m happy with the women I have. But I agree, Amber will be a fantastic mother.”

Tabby just hummed. “Some would say you need a little more of a push to take that wonderful Tami into your family.”

Scowling, Dar started to become uncomfortable. He knew that people would push for Tami, but he wasn’t there with her and never would be if she kept avoiding him.

“Thank you for the meal. I better join the circle.” Dar did his best to smile as he moved over to the nightly circle that was the leaders of the village. They would often discuss what had happened for the day and the plans for the future.

Samantha was an old lady, but like Tabby, her clock was dialing backwards at an alarming rate. She looked like she was maybe in her late forties now, a strange ombre of black to gray as her hair regained its color.

“What are you looking at?” Despite the de-aging process, she retained her sharp manner. She was still an old woman at heart.

“Your hair. Interesting color to it. It reminds me of something girls used to do to their hair to be fashionable back home.” Dar replied honestly.

She snorted and held up a gray tip. “More like a miracle. I haven’t cut the gray off because it reminds me that this wasn’t all a damn dream.” She shook her head.

“How are the kids doing with their powers?” Dar brought her back to a comfortable topic.

Sam was the voice for the children, or at least she liked to play that role. She watched and did her best to teach them during the day.

It might just be the hardest job, especially when there were those born from demons and spirits running circles around her. Her new added health seemed to be at least making it a little easier for her to keep up with them.

“Good. At least Kro is becoming more manageable.” She grumbled about Glump’s kid.

The frog demon, the oldest demon among the group, made a small croaking noise as he paid more attention to his food. “Kro is just an inquisitive young boy. He needs lots of stimulation.”

“He has the attention span of a gnat.” Sam’s tongue was as sharp as ever. “If he needs more stimulation, I would suggest going and running around with him after dinner or before breakfast.”

Dar did his best to suppress a chuckle at Glump’s face. One of the frog demon’s dao companions came over to hand him a cup of water. The girls took good care of him.

“We do. He’s just that energetic.” Glump shrugged. If he’d had mud nearby, Dar was sure he’d be digging his toes into it to seek comfort. “In other news.” Glump quickly switched the topics. “The demon families are getting along splendidly. There are only a few unmatched girls left in the village, and that’s mostly of their own accord.”

Glump's eyes raked over Dar. “Some are waiting for their particular companions to open their eyes.”

There were snickers around the leader circle.

“It’s really easy, Dar. I could show you how. First you bend them over a log—“ Russ made a lewd gesture before one of his wives hit him over the top of the head.

“The whole village is sure that he knows how to do that. Don’t bother the lord.” Mindie the brash ram girl scolded Russ.

But Dar could feel his face heating. He wasn’t sure how they had all heard. He needed to check the enchantments on his place.

Cherry chose that moment to pop out of Dar’s inner world, blinking a few times to orient herself before she sat down on a stump next to him.

Marcie hurried over with a steaming bowl of stew for the dryad.

“Things are going well with those that are cultivating. We might have everyone at the greater cultivation before the end of the winter.” She took her bowl from Marcie and grew a little wooden spoon from the stump she was sitting on.

“That’s great news.” Bart slapped his knee, and Dar realized he had brought the weaponsmith with him, though the old man was mostly just watching.

He smiled, pleased at all the progress they’d made so far. “On that note, it seems everything is on track. I was thinking—“

“Of making a mess of things, going on your own personal heroic journey?” Bart’s words stabbed him in the heart.

Dar paused, before giving a relenting head nod of acknowledgment. “You know me too well, Father-in-law.” Dar grinned. “I was thinking of making a trip to The White and returning before the snow thaws. Today a small group from Kindrake’s military came back with the trading boat.”

The others perked up and he continued. “They demanded that we give him conscripts for the military. I, of course, told them to fuck off and showed them the document I have from the prince. However, I suspect that they won’t respect it if the prince cannot be found. Kindrake needs our strength, and if we won’t give it, they will try to take it.”

“Let them try.” Rex’s avian features were filled with danger.

“I’d rather not go that route if possible. Instead, I’d like us to be recognized by The White as a sovereign nation. If she agrees to that, then the royal family of Kindrake will have little option. They only rule this land because The White allows it.”

The circle was quiet. “Dar, you have every right to go on that journey, but you are critical to the village.” Bart replied.

Dar knew there was truth to it, but he wasn’t as indispensable as he used to be. “I help out here and there. It isn’t the same village as it was a few months ago where you needed me to haul stone or make walls. Those things are in place and will last until I get back.”

“You have access to the dao tree.” Cherry pointed out. “Removing that from the village would slow down some of the progress we have been seeing.”

Dar knew that, but at the same time, he couldn’t let his competency become a tether that rooted him in place. He needed to be able to move and roam the world if he was to accomplish the goals that Lilith sacrificed herself for.

“I need to go. We will let those people reap rewards from my travels. There is a good chance that I will encounter devils along the way and am able to make more fruit to strengthen the village.” Dar countered.

“How long of a trip is this?” Samantha asked.

“Maybe three months one way for your average person.” Bart replied. “But if it is Dar we are talking about, I’d guess he could do it in half the time or less.”

“Plenty of time to be back before the snow thaws.” Dar reminded everyone. “This will be for the future of Hearthway. With The White on our side, we can ride out this war without having to sacrifice our people to further Kindrake’s desire for the gold in those mountains.”

Given the looks around the circle, they didn’t love the idea, but they’d be supportive of his journey. The actual journey was going to be the tough part. From what he’d heard about The White, she wasn’t a pushover. With her level of power, she didn’t need to be. He had to figure out how to convince her to get involved and give them status as a sovereign nation.

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