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Chapter Forty-One

I held my elven bride to me, luxuriating in the afterglow. She rested her head on my chest, her black hair spilling over my chest. I stroked her tresses, breathing slowly. The flowery scent of her pussy filled the air. I had much to do.

“Your palace,” he said... “I would like to have at least the core of it be part of my dungeon. Build it around the Spire. Or grow it, I suppose. I can make trees. Use my magic to guide them.”

“That would be wonderful,” she said, stroking my chest.

“There would need to be monster girls to guard it,” I said.

She looked up at me. “Which variety.”

“What would you like?”

She smiled. “The treants. The ones who guarded the Spire.”

“They have other duties,” I said.

“Oh.” She looked down. “They're just... so much like trees.”

“So we shall have to summon new ones to serve you.” I rolled out of the bed. “How does that sound to you? We shall go and greet them now. They will be your guards and your handmaids, with Paetu as my ambassador.”

She smiled. “You can just do that. Conjure them.”

I held out my hand to her. “Would you like to see?”

*  \ * /  *

Queen Nyilianathiamia cook her husband's hand and rose naked from the bed. His seed spilled down her thighs as she quivered in excitement. The treants were such gorgeous creatures. Plants. Living trees. They excited her.

He brought her into the Vault and moved up to the Void Crystal. He gripped it. They had been left alone so far. The other monster girls must be wanting to hug her. They had been so kind to her. Mrs. Maia, Maya, Mrs. Lucina, Garnet, and Crystal especially. She felt so welcomed by his monster girls, especially Leo's most beloved lover. Maya truly was first in his heart, and Queen Nyilianathiamia had no problem with that.

Her husband stiffened. She moved around him, watching his eyes grow distant. Souleen smiled at the queen. The deflowered wife returned it shyly, so aware that she was naked. Nude but not uncomfortable. The air was the perfect temperature to go unclothed.

“Rakshaki, Phoohadi, Premika, Veshya, and Kala, appear!” Leo roared.

Darkness swirled around the room. Queen Nyilianathiamia gasped in shock as they resolved into five monster girls with wood-brown skin and small branches thrusting from the tops of their head, each ending in green leaves. Their large breasts heaved and they smiled, stretching their bodies and quivering as they came alive.

“Lord Leo,” they all purred, bowing slightly.

“Your servants, my queen,” said Leo, nodding to them. “Enjoy her, treants. My wife shall be your mistresses. You shall guard and love her.”

“Yes, Lord Leo!” the five treants all purred and rushed at the queen.

The elf gasped as they were around her in a moment, their hands rubbing over her nubile body. Their large breasts pressed against hers. They stroked her skin as they all called out their names. It was so confusing, but...

Rakshaki dropped to her knees and buried her face into Queen Nyilianathiamia's pussy, licking up Leo's cum from her pussy. Phoohadi took the queen's right nipple and Premika the left. Veshya parted her butt-cheeks and did something wild.

She licked the elf's asshole.

“Oh, my,” whimpered Queen Nyilianathiamia as the mouths and tongues did wicked things to her.

“Enjoy,” Kala purred and kissed her, leaning in to make out with the queen.

Never before had the elf imagined such delights. The two mouths suckled on her nipples while that hot tongue licked through her folds. It was so different from Leo's tongue. Feminine and teasing. Another tongue danced around her asshole, rimming.

She moaned into Kala's lips, savoring the softness of them. Rakshaki lapped at her pussy, stroking through the folds that her husband had devoured not long ago. It was so different now that he had claimed her maidenhead.

She was so open down there.

Queen Nyilianathiamia shuddered as Rakshaki's tongue penetrated her open pussy and swirled around in her. She trembled at how good that felt. It was an incredible delight to have that tongue flicking around in her.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she trembled here. She whimpered into the kiss with Kala, her nipples throbbing in Phoohadi's and Premika's mouths. Veshya's tongue probed against the queen's asshole.

Penetrated her.

She whimpered as that tongue penetrated her bowels. The monster girl danced around in her asshole. Another licked her cunt. The queen whimpered, her ears trembling. The five treants did such wicked things to her while her husband watched.

“These are amazing,” she sent for him. “They're wonderful. Thank you.”

“They're yours,” Leo said in her mind.“Enjoy them!”

She moaned a, “Yes,” into Kala's lips.

The queen hurtled toward her climax. Rakshaki's tongue flicked through her folds with such gentle love. Her tongue busked Queen Nyilianathiamia's clit. She bucked at that delight, savoring the way that hot tongue stroked her. The other two treants suckled on her nipples. Her asshole squeezed around Veshya's tongue.

It was all so amazing.

The treants' branches rustled as they loved her. She kissed Kala, savoring that natural sound around her. Queen Nyilianathiamia's orgasm swelled in her. She rose toward that moment when she would cum so hard. She was so ready for it.

She whimpered into the mouth kissing her. She made out with that wonderful creature. She kissed her with passion. She wanted to swoon with his delight. It was just so good. She made out with Kala as Rakshaki suckled on her clit.

Premika nibbled on her left nipple. Phoohadi suckled on her right. Veshya's tongue danced around in her asshole.

Queen Nyilianathiamia loved every moment of it. She rose toward her climax at the hands—well, the tongues—of the treants. The delight washed through her. It was just an incredible moment to have that tongue flicking around her clit. Dancing in her asshole. Stroking her nipples. Playing with her own tongue.

The treants drove Queen Nyilianathiamia toward her orgasm. Rakshaki suckled hard on the queen's clit. Veshya's tongue wiggled deep into her asshole. The heat melted to her pussy. Her cunt clenched. Tingles burst from her nipples. She moaned into Kala's lips.

Her orgasm swept through her.

The elf trembled through her bliss. Stars flashed across her vision. She savored that delight as her pussy cream gushed out of her cunt. She flooded Rakshaki's mouth. She trembled through her rapture, squealing into Kala's mouth.

She kissed the treant with passion as her butt-cheeks squeezed about Veshya's face. Her nipples throbbed in Premika's and Phoohadi's mouths. She drowned Rakshaki. The queen quivered through her wonderful delight.

“Thank you, Leo!” she cried out in her mind.

She was so happy as she loved her five treants. She hardly noticed at all that they were in a new room. One with a bed. She just wanted to love them, and be loved by them. She quivered in delight, her mind melting with such joy.

She would mourn her father, but she had to keep living. She was Emperor Leo's wife. He would have others. He had Maya. His other monster girls. He would make more alliances. He would expand his power to more people.

She wanted to see that her people prospered.

She yearned for that so much.

Queen Nyilianathiamia would support her husband.

Chapter Forty-Two

Siwang was eager for his wedding. He wanted to have it soon. Wanted to marry Anji. The world was chaotic, and he wanted to love her like that. He watched her sleeping on her bed early the morning after Queen Nyilianathiamia's coronation.

He turned and headed to the Vault. He had two types of lightning monster girls, will o' wisps and devas, to make, plus quetzalcoatls, satyrs, and werebears to conjure. He had work to do. He gripped the Void Crystal.

It was time to expand his dungeon farther east.

*  \ * /  *

Halia watched her new Lord Leo from the second floor window of Mrs. Lucina's house. Her guest bedroom. Mr. Lucina did not suspect that his wife was Leo's. That Halia was the MILF's lover. Halia touched the window as Lord Leo headed to his college with Maya on his arm and Garnet skipping ahead of him.

This world was so different. This glass was so alien. She felt so lost. What was her purpose here? Why had Lady Sherida guided her to this world. What was she to do here? She didn't have ID. She didn't have a social security number.

She could not work.

Could not purchase things.

She had no existence in this world.

She pressed her face to the frame and closed her eyes. She was thankful to have more time with Leo, but why?

*  \ * /  *

Hans Todlicht died.

He felt the darkness swallowing him up. The cold chill of the grave. It wrapped around him as he fell toward something awful. Something murky and foul. A horrible existence for what he had done. Punishment for his crimes.

Only...

Something seized him. A hand reached out of darkness grabbed him by the throat, stopping his fall. Todlicht shuddered at the touch. The hand was as cold as the grave he fell into. It pulled him away from the darkness.

“Who are you?” gasped Todlicht. “What is going on?”

“You call on me all the time,” the voice answered. “I am Nergal.”

“The Lord of Death,” Todlicht gasped.

“How would you like to live again?” The hand pulled him closer to the deathly presence. “Twice have you died, once in both worlds, but... How would you like a third chance?”

He trembled. I don't want to die.

“And would you like to have your revenge on Leo who slew you?”

“Yes!” Todlicht shouted. The voice reverberated through the cold darkness.

“Good,” Nergal answered, his voice rasping and wheezing. “He lives in a place called America. In a city called Puyallup.”

“I'll kill him,” Todlicht said.

“Good.” Out of the black a dark ruby appeared. It was shoved into his hand. “Keep it safe.”

He was flung back through the black until he hit the ground. Hard. He was in a suffocating pitch. A confining space. He couldn't breathe, but he didn't need to breathe. His heart didn't beat, but he was alive. He reached about at his prison. He felt it. He was entombed in wood.

A coffin, he realized. He had died in this world. He remembered it before the Soul had found him. Before she asked to be protected. He had promised anything to avoid the cold pit that wanted to swallow him up.

Now he had another chance. He had to break free of his own tomb like Buffy had when she rose from the grave. He slammed his fist into the wood. He didn't panic. He felt at home in the coffin now. Safe. Sound. He was not dead. He was undead.

He broke through the wood. Dirt cascaded down on him. Thick and trapping him. He did not panic. He wiggled about in it. He pushed himself up. He clawed his way to the surface. It could have been hours or days. It did not matter.

He broke through the surface, soil spilling off him. He pushed himself up. He wore a black suit. His mother's work. He shoved himself further out and spilled over onto his side. He panted as he was free of the grave. He was in a cemetery by the Catholic church his mother dragged him to as a child.

Pray. Confess. Pray. Confess.

Todlicht stood tall and proud. He was back in the real world. Back in Hamburg. He held up the dark-red gem. The ruby was important. He felt it pulsing with something so valuable. He could never lose it.

He had to travel to America and find Leo. He smiled. How he would delight in inflicting pain on him.

*  \ * /  *

Auniasiiriliiania finally reached the borders of her homeland. She had traveled for weeks and weeks, leaving behind her lover and the rest of the Company in the lands to the south. It had been hard travel across the Great Spinel Mountains and across the Wild Lands of Norgost. Yesterday, she had come across the Kal River and followed it to her destination.

The hellhounds had protected her.

Kept her safe.

Provided her with food.

Now she stared at the southern boughs of the Varmilianakiza Forest. The wooded peaks of the Sorem Mountains reared to her right. She would skirt them north before heading west for Lyrialiasa and her grandfather.

“I must travel alone from here,” she sent.

“Is that wise?” Leala the hellhound asked. “There are monster girls patrolling the border.”

A chill ran through Auniasiiriliiania. Her heart pounded with this awful revelation. She had traveled so far to bring word of the Shrine to her grandfather, Hauwithialiana, the Chief Sage of the Great Library.

“They occupy this forest,” said the hellhounds.

How had her people fallen to a dungeon builder? Auniasiiriliiania drew in a deep breath. What she knew had to be shared no matter the cost. “We move with caution,” she sent. “Guide me through.”

With the hellhounds leading her, Auniasiiriliiania ventured into enemy territory.

The END of Book Nine