Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 737 Bloodstone

Arkanos and Ty smiled, cuddling up near Lilith, who lay near the campfire. Her eyes closed, and her breathing was so faint that a stranger might think she was dead. Warming her body with their tiny ones, the two dragons snuggled close on each side with two large smiles.

It had been about a year, and I was getting worried. Lilith had rarely woken nowadays, and the few times she did wake, a strange fog clouded her gaze, and her cheeks pale. She would murmur a few words, eat a few meals, and slip back into a deep sleep. The little bun was sucking her dry.

"Avar, are you sure nothing is wrong?" Rey Nala said in a worried tone. "Her body is getting weaker with each day."

Avar glanced toward Lilith shaking her head, "I ran a few scans and found nothing. Lilith's life is…." She paused, thinking for a while. " Her life force is both growing at a rapid rate and falling simultaneously. For the most part, so long as Arsene is here, both the child and the mother should be alright."

"Maybe she just needs a good dicking," Zanris suddenly said, raising her hand. "I hear that a good source of protein and Qi is the spunk." She said, eyeing me sternly, licking her appetizing lips that seemed to pull strings in my heart. Slipping her fingers into her robes, she parted her legs, her cheeks a tinge of ping, as her finger slowly made their way between her legs.

The grin upon my lips deepened, but before I could speak my mind and beckon the little lass over, Freya's hands slipped down into my robe, grabbing me whole. Her gaze locked onto Zanris, who stared with longing, then Ezra, whose gaze seemed to darken.

"Can you guys fuck somewhere else? No one wants to see this." Ezra retorted, and both Avar and Rey Nala nodded. Ren was currently out scouting, so it was just the woman and me.

I smirked, and as if already knowing what I wanted, Freya slipped to her knees and parted my robes at my waist. Her hot breath pressed against my rod as her gaze heated with lust and passion gazed up. Her lips pressed against my mini-me, parting in a—

"Let's go, girls." Ezra snapped, taking a rise the moment Freya began stripping away my stress.

"No," Zanris said deeply, pulling Ezra back down, wrapping her finger around her slender waist. Her lips stole a kiss as she stood in shock.

"So, we're just gonna go.' Ray Nala said while Avar nodded.

"Recorded." Said Avar, "You guy sure do like sex. Shall we try it too, Rey?"

"Let's get to know each other first."

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Pounding away my stress till the twin suns rose over the skies, marking a new day. Freya's body fell limp over the bushes, her legs shaking uncontrollably, shuttering with a lingering pleasure I knew would continue for a while. I'd been training Freya's sensitivity to such heights where even my slightest touches could cause her legs to run with nectar. She was going to be my gift to Lilith.

Turning to Ezra eating Zanris, my lips curled upwards as I approached, drawing both their attention, but the little devil didn't stop, not even for a moment, as I held my cock up for Zanris to clean.

Watching the glow in her eyes, the faint mist of excitement flickered between her eyes as Zan's lips parted and her tongue swirled over my most sensitive part. I shuttered, closing my eyes, as she pulled me in. her throat contracting and expanding in a symphony of the senses till I erupted into the back of her throat.

Releasing an immeasurable groan, Zanris whipped my cock out of her mouth and leaped onto Ezra locking lips. Starstruck, I could see a sliver of my essence slip down between their chin. And the faint gulp of Ezra, as Zanris tongue stabbed into her mouth, filling every crevice.

My lips curled upwards, but I didn't press. Zanris knew her job. She was going to temp this little devil princess into my bed little by little.

Feeling like a new man after a good night's fuck, I stretched my arms and legs, gave Lil Arsene a good wiggle by shaking my hip, and snapped. Clothing myself instantly.

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Blocking the vicious rays of light piercing through leaves and shade, heat prest against Ezra's delicate cheeks as she dared not look me in the eye. Her fingers clenched into a small ball, and a tinge of shame or maybe something more was all but oozing from her demeanor.

Curious about what she might be thinking, I resisted the urge to peer into her heart and focused on my training.

As it now stands. The skirmish between the Demons and Angels had marked what was known as the Line between Heaven and Hell.

Each day I would receive reports regarding the progress the various Demons gained, or Angels. It was a vicious back and forth, with neither one making any progress. Despite an entire year, nothing significant had happened.

But that was to be expected near the line of Heaven and Hell. Hidden within the camps, my people from Noctem had slipped into the depts of the enemy's armies, parading as what they needed to be.

If there was one thing Darkness was adapted in, it was hiding one's self. If it—"

"Arsene!" Ren called, dragging me from my thought.

Humming in recognition, he approached with a bit of a smile, one filled with a dark glint. "Look's like I made it back in time," he noted, skimming his gaze around as everyone slowly began to gather. " yall didn't eat, did you?"

"Not yet," I said as I was about to make breakfast.

"Great, I'm hungry as hell," he remarked, pulling out a small ruby-red stone.

A shudder ran through the Ring of Bael, sending a wave of unease dancing along my spine. I stared at the glowing stone, and a soft pulse akin to a heartbeat thundered through my flesh.

"Where did you get that?" I demanded, clenching my fist to hide the shudder racing down my fingers.

"A few kilometers west, I came upon a mine that those of the Overworld was mining." He revealed. " I managed to steal one of these stones without being seen. I was hoping Avar or Freya might know what these bloodstones are."