Dungeon Builder's Harem Book 7: Passion Explodes in Another World
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Chapter 8
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 8 - A young man fights to save another world with his dungeon and harem of monster girls!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Magic Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Maya emerged into the palace courtyard, leading her own forces to secure the women themselves. The soldiers roared behind her. “MYREMAN!”
Their shouts were so loud, her body rippled from their enthusiasm.
The sirens with Maya began to sing to calm the women and children huddled together in fear of the hellhounds patrolling around the prisoners. They howled and charged at Maya and her forces. The undine was ready for them.
The first leaped at her. She dove beneath it, not caring about the hellhounds. She was here to kill Tuerien’s banshee. The enemy monster girl was on the far side of the women, mist spilling off her like a black cloak.
She didn’t have Morana’s grace. Her poise. Her embrace of the darkness.
Maya sprang up and rushed at the banshee. Another hellhound roared and leaped at her. She was water. The undine flowed around the attack, her body rippling. Shouts exploded behind her. The vampires would be feeding by now.
Maya left it to them.
The banshee moved to intercept Maya. “Is this all Leo sends to attack me?”
“All he needed to, bitch!” Maya shouted back, needing to close the distance. The women had to be liberated.
The banshee’s face twisted in anger. “Bitch? From the mongrel serving that coward. Where is he? Why isn’t he leading the attack?”
“He’s waiting for your builder to come out of hiding so he can step on him and crush him like a roach!”
The banshee shrieked.
The attack slammed into Maya. She screamed as the deathly shriek rippled her water. It threw her down on the ground. The undine shuddered as her body flowed across the ground, becoming a wider but thinner puddle beneath the agony of the shriek.
Maya rippled as the torture consumed her watery flesh.
Morana heard the deathly shriek of her counterpart.
“This is a banshee scream,” Morana said. “FOR DARK LORD LEO!”
Her battle cry brimmed with her deathly energy. It slammed into four of the hellhounds rushing at her and her forces. They fell to the ground, dead. Their bodies vanished a moment later. More hellhounds hurtled at her.
Light flashed.
The aos sithe teleported into the midst of the hellhounds and struck with blast of light, ripping through the hellhound pack. They blinked out again before the survivors could even respond to the attack.
The vampires fell on the hellhounds next. The pale Death monster girls sank fangs into necks and feasted on the hellhound’s blood. They bore their victims to the ground. The hellhound’s legs kicked and spasmed.
Snarls to Morana’s right spun her around. She turned and screamed at another group of hellhounds, killing three of them. The fourth bounded to the left and crashed onto the spears of a squad of soldiers. They skewered her.
“Good, good,” Morana said. “Secure the women. We cannot let the Dark Lord’s people be enslaved. Move, move!”
“Yes, Lady Banshee,” one pale-faced soldier said. He led his men on.
“Do you think my scream is louder than yours?” a cruel, feminine voice asked.
Morana turned to see the enemy banshee marching forward into a puddle of water. Mist spilled off the enemy monster girl’s shoulders. Disdain rippled through Morana. I look way cooler than her. She’s just a poser.