Chapter 86 (fixed)
Neo reached forward and wrapped his hands around her dragon horns. The grip gave him leverage. He fucked her harder, hips snapping, watching his cock disappear into her stretched hole over and over. Sweat slicked his broad shoulders and the hard lines of his arms and legs. Power rolled through him with every thrust.
Eva crawled in and put her mouth on his balls again, tongue working while he drove into Sora.
Time blurred. Neo pulled out of Sora, flipped Eva into position, and buried himself in her next. He fucked both of them thoroughly—long stretches of deep thrusts, hands on their hips, palms cracking against their asses, dirty words spilling between them. Their pleasure climbed. His own release hit more than once. Sweat ran down his chest. Their bodies were flushed and marked. Two hours passed. The quest completed with minutes to spare.
Eva slumped unconscious. Neo cleaned her carefully and dressed her. He laid her on the bed, then took out a scroll bearing his seal and wrote:
*Me, the chief of both Nyx and Stromfang tribe. I give permission to the dragon queen and her tribe to take some resources and help from our manpower and, most importantly, take some of our talented builders to help them rebuild their destroyed tribe.*
Sora’s eyes opened. Neo handed her the paper.
"I’m taking Eva back to the Nyx tribe now. Come anytime. Give Sai this. She’ll know it’s from me and help you."
Sora’s mouth closed. She hugged him tight and kissed his cheek. "Thank you."
"You’re welcome."
Neo left the dragon castle with Eva in his arms. He reached the Nyx tribe, walked through the gates, and carried her into his castle. He put her in her room to sleep, then walked back to the throne room and sat on his throne. His hands resting on the armrest. Then his eyes widened as he read the system notification that appeared
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As Neo sat on his throne in the throne room and scanned his body for any weakness. His eyes snapped open at the quest notification from the system.
Finds out the wyvern plan and destroy it before the forest die of thirst.
Note: the wyverns lives currently in mountain of 6 paths.
Time remaining 2 days.
Failure: your death and the death of everyone you loved.
Rewards: ability to see up to 100m in the horizon.
Neo gulped at the words and cursed under his breath. The Mountain of Six Paths. The first mountain to form in the forest, so massive a whole kingdom could fit inside it. Thousands of caves. How was he supposed to find the right one?
He already knew the answer. His monstrous mana sensitivity could pick up the pure hydro mana the wyverns were famous for. He remembered it from the monster books Sai had insisted he read. Only the wyvern king was different—he used energy beam attacks.
Neo nodded to himself. He needed a woman with him. That mountain was big and cold. He wanted warmth and love from one of his harem on the journey. He grinned. He and Martha could treat it like a honeymoon.
He rose from the throne. "This seems like a good plan." He called Martha and the rest of the girls, told them what he intended, then set out with Martha alone.
They walked. Martha kept thinking about everything that had happened lately. Her son never got time to rest. One enemy after another, no break. She knew he was tired. As his mother she also knew he never talked about his feelings. She sighed, guilt heavy in her chest. She should be the one making him forget duty for a little while.
She tugged his arm until he stopped. "How about we play a game?" Her cheeks flushed when their eyes met. She had come up with the idea alone, wanting him to enjoy sex with her more in the future.
Neo turned and gave her his full attention. She said, "It’s simple. We both walk deeper into the forest. I’ll be fully naked, showing the huge ass and huge boobs you like. Blindfold on my eyes. You walk up and put something in my hand—a rock, a stick, even your dick. If I guess wrong, you decide my punishment, master."
Neo grinned and groped her huge ass. "You’ve been very naughty coming up with that. Don’t worry. I’ll fuck you like you want."
Martha gripped his hands. "How about now?"
He lifted her in a princess carry and carried her deeper into the forest.
Martha had always wanted to be stronger, to help Neo with everything she had, so he would never have to worry about her. She wanted to win this forbidden love. Her flaws stayed the same: she recklessly sought danger, refused to trust, grew jealous easily, and constantly needed approval. Inside she still fought the same conflict—wanting to help him with his needs yet fearing the only thing she could offer was her body, afraid he would be disappointed and think low of her if she could not help any other way.
Neo stopped at a clearing. "We stop here."
Martha nodded. "Alright. Here."
He reached for her tight brown dress, lifted it, and watched her huge boobs shake. He cupped one with his hand. Then he pulled a blindfold from his inventory and tied it over her eyes.
She tried to look past the fabric, shaking her head. Neo slapped her huge ass. "No cheating."
She yelped. He took a stick and touched her with it. "What is this?"
Martha took a deep breath and grinned. "Your dick."
Neo laughed and pulled his pants down. "You really just want to get fucked, don’t you?"
She laughed. "True."
"For your punishment." He pushed her onto her back, lifted both her legs until they were by her head, and slid his thick cock into her wet pussy in a mating press. Schlick—schlick—schlick. He thrust hard and fast, feeling the strong massaging grip of her walls. Sweat beaded on his broad shoulders and ran down the hard lines of his muscled arms and legs. He watched her huge soft tits bounce with every slam, her thick thighs trembling against his chest. To Martha his body looked powerful above her—wide shoulders blocking the light, thick arms holding her open, the heavy weight of his cock stretching her full. She felt every ridge drag against her walls and moaned at the heat of his skin.
When the tight squeeze almost pulled him over the edge he gripped her hips, drove all the way in until the head kissed her cervix, and came hard with a low groan. Hot pulses filled her.
"Stand up," he said. The blindfold stayed on. "Second chance."
He put his still-hard, warm, cum-slick cock into her hands and spoke in a rough voice while stroking her red hair. "What is this now?"
Martha opened her mouth as if she could taste it through the air. Her hands clenched around him in a slow rhythm, sliding up until they covered the sensitive head. She grinned with pure lust. "Isn’t this a stick?"
Neo held her red hair and kissed her cheek. "Alright. How about you taste this stick?"
Martha grinned. "Since this is master’s punishment, let me show you the best scenes of your life, son."
He slapped her huge ass again. She yelped and stole one quick peek under the blindfold. Then she dropped to her knees, still blindfolded, and reached for his length. Cum still coated it. She took him all the way into her mouth. Gluck—gluck—slurp. Her tongue swirled, cleaning every spot. This is my moment to shine, she thought. She pushed deeper until almost the whole thick cock was inside, hollowed her cheeks into a fish face, and sucked hard. Neo groaned and patted her head. She liked the pats and bobbed faster, sucking even stronger. While she worked she touched herself and thought about what her late husband—Neo’s father—would think if he saw her hungrily taking their son’s cock like a desperate slut. The image only made her wetter.
Neo stared at her slutty face and felt intense pleasure. He used the moment to remember his deepest desire: to become a feared tribal chief, to destroy the corruption in both villages he ruled with his harem’s help, and to grow powerful enough that no sudden stranger could scare him. His flaws remained: he obsessively pursued power, lied without hesitation, could not admit weakness, and held grudges forever. Inside he still fought the same conflict—wanting to enjoy this time with Martha and call it blowing off steam, yet fearing it was only an excuse, and wanting more power yet fearing that growing closer with his harem would weaken him and make him more gentle and less wary and cautious.
Neo shook his head. This isn’t the time to think heavy thoughts. He kept patting Martha’s head many times.
Martha felt Neo’s thick cock pulse hard against her tongue. The heavy shaft twitched deep in her throat, veins throbbing under the wet heat of her mouth. Neo’s strong hands locked around her head, fingers digging into her hair as he held her firm.
"I’m coming, Mother," he growled, voice rough. "Take it all."
Martha’s eyes fluttered. She patted the hard muscle of his thigh, feeling the power coiled there, and murmured around his cock, "You can spill inside your mother, Son."
Neo thrust forward, forcing her nose into the dark thatch of his groin hair. His cock jerked and thick ropes of cum flooded her throat. She drank greedily, throat working in visible gulps, wet gluck-gluck sounds filling the quiet as she swallowed every hot pulse. Salty heat coated her tongue. She felt his heavy balls tighten against her chin, felt the last thick spurts slide down.
When the final throb faded, she looked up. Neo’s face had gone soft with release, the tension melting from his broad shoulders and strong jaw. Relief washed through her. Finally she could ease a little.
She wanted more. She wanted to keep sucking that heavy cock, keep tasting him. Neo’s voice cut in, calm but firm.
"That’s enough. Let’s keep moving."
Martha pulled off with a wet pop, lips shiny, a thin string of spit and cum connecting her mouth to the head of his cock for a second before it broke. Regret flickered through her—she really wanted to stay on her knees—but the wyvern threat pressed close. There would be other chances on this road. She rose, wiped her mouth, and they cleaned up quickly before walking on toward the mountain.
They reached the base soon enough. Martha gripped her spear tighter. She wanted Neo to see she was more than a body for him to use. She could fight. She could stand at his side.
Neo looked at her and pride showed plain in his eyes. Martha’s tongue flicked over her lips, remembering the thick taste of him still lingering. She shook her head hard.
Not now. Control it. Help your son with the wyverns.
Neo closed his eyes, reaching out with his mana sense, searching for the thick, sharp signatures the wyverns threw off. After a moment he pointed toward a cluster of caves on the northeastern face of the mountain.
"Follow me," he said, clearing his throat. "I know which cave."