Chapter 25

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

“Oh, Leo,” Lana Fulmine moaned as I pumped my cock into her pussy. I thrust hard into her, my balls smacking against her taint. Her silvery face twisted in delight, her blue eyes almost electrified with her passion.

Her pussy certainly was.

My cock tingled as I plunged into my movie starlet’s cunt. Her golden hair crackled with the current that filled her body. I shuddered, the pleasure of fucking her pussy such an exquisite delight. I buried into her hard.

Two days after sending out Hela and Marwo found me enjoying my first fuck of the day. Lana had the honor. I thrust my dick into her while Maya watched us, her watery form undulating as I plowed into her. Mom and Garnet were making breakfast. My dick throbbed and ached in Lana’s cunt.

“Oh, Leo!” she moaned, her tingling hands running up and down my back. “My number one fan, yes!”

“Oh, he’s definitely that,” Maya purred, her fingers between her thighs. “When that first Jane Dangerous movie came out, he had such a hardon when we exited the theater. He tried to hide it, all embarrassed about it that way young boys get when they’re hitting puberty.”

“God,” I groaned, my cheeks burning. “You remember the worst things, Maya.”

“That’s what childhood friends are for!” she moaned, smiling.

I grinned at her, slamming my cock to the hilt in Lana’s pussy. “You can’t blame me. Those booty shorts you wore in the movie, Lana. I mean...”

“I know,” she groaned. “Mmm, want me to dress up as her again. You can be Baron Doom.”

“Fuck!” I groaned, remembering our roleplay when it was just me, Lana, and the will o’ wisps. “You are such a—”

The dungeon alarm blared.

“Fuck!” I groaned, burying to the hilt in her and pausing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“More adventurers?” groaned Maya.

I nodded. This was the fifth attack since the wildhounds had left. The adventurers knew about my dungeon and were flocking to it. No thanks to Lord Shorvin and the bounty he placed on me. I defend Astovin and this was how the asshole thanked me.

I rose off Lana. So far, none of the parties had made it past the monster girls in the labyrinth. The Level Twos—werebears, quetzalcoatls, and the arachnes—were decimating them, backed up by the satyrs, oozes, will o’ wisps, and wildhounds.

Still, I couldn’t just relax.

I rolled off the bed, Maya already grabbing my robe, holding it for me. Lana went for my silver breastplate, my spear leaning against the wall beside it along with a sheathed dagger. They helped me dress as Garnet popped in.

“Mom says breakfast is at a critical stage,” reported my little succubus. “Is it all right if she keeps cooking.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I doubt these adventurers will get anywhere.” I glanced down at my cock thrusting against the front of my robes. “Fuckers have the worst timing.”

“I was so close to cumming,” Lana said as she helped strap me into my armor. “Almost there.”

“Kweh, heh, heh, then we shall crush the intruders and make them pay for interrupting your pleasure!” my little sister declared.

“They’re real people that are going to be hurt or killed,” I reminded my sister.

“Real assholes,” muttered Garnet.

“Still,” I said, the alarm blaring.

I marched out of the bedroom, my three monster girl companions with me. We reached the lift and rode it down the many levels to the dungeon proper and my throne room. I marched out of it to reach the map.

It showed my dungeon, well, the main level of it. Dots moved around on it. The blue dots of my monster girls swarmed the reds of the adventurers. They had penetrated not far into the labyrinth. They were bogged down. Monster girls were hitting them from all sides now.

I winced as Khur died. The satyr’s light winked out. But then so did a red dot. My satyr could come back, but that person wouldn’t. They were dead trying to defend their world, mistaking me for evil. The others clustered for the door. Three of my blue dots slammed into them, the werebears. Another red dot went out.

The remaining two broke for the exit. The arachne dropped down on them, cutting them off. I closed my eyes and looked away. I could feel when my dungeon was cleared of intruders. I didn’t like killing them, but survivors just returned. They would get better gear and come back with more knowledge.

I had to stop adventurers from wanting to attack my dungeon.

“Man, we barely even got down here,” Garnet said, shaking her head, “We could have stayed in bed.”

“No, we couldn’t have,” I growled. “This isn’t a game, Garnet!”

She flinched. Pain flashed across her face. “I know that. It’s just...” She bit her lower lip. “It’s easier to pretend. I don’t have to think that they’re people and ... that they’re dying and ... and...”

I sighed and held open my arms.

My little sister flew into them and hugged them. She pressed her face into my breastplate. I held her tight as she shook. I stroked her back between her wings, caressing her. I wanted her to be safe and happy.

“I know,” I whispered. “I’m not the only one suffering, am I?”

“No,” Maya said. “We all hate this. It would be so much easier if this was a game.” Maya shook her head. “Whoever brought you here is sick. This is messed up. They put you in a situation and make you fight to get stronger.”

“Like honing a dagger,” I muttered. That was something Usiku had said. An idea of hers on why this was happening. “Sharpening me up for something.”

“What?” Lana asked, staring at the map. The monster girls were resetting to their position, happy to wait in the dark. “Why?”

That was what I wanted to know. Would the letter I sent to Lyrialiasa and its Great Library achieve any results? I doubted the elves would actually answer me. I was an “evil” dungeon builder, after all. One of the deplorable monsters that afflicted their world.

They thought we were a blight. Cancer. And hearing stories about some of the actions of my fellow dungeon builders, and seeing what Jindag and the Twins did personally, fed that perception. I couldn’t blame the world for thinking we were dangerous.

They had plenty of examples to prove it.

“Let’s get cleaned up and eat breakfast,” I said. “I’m sure we’ll have another wave of attacks soon.”

If the adventurers were attacking en masse like this, then I wouldn’t be able to attack the Twins. Not if I would get defeated by some fighter who managed to hack through my traps and reach my Void Crystal.

I reset my dungeon. The loot from the adventurers who died was added to various chests scattered about the labyrinth. They were bribes, in a way, hoping that the greedier adventurers would take what they could and leave. But maybe that was a mistake.

But what would I do with their gear? I didn’t need it.

Khur reformed out of the darkness. The busty satyr stretched her back, her cloven hooves clopping on the stones as she shifted. Her big boobs quivered. They were ripe and full of her milk. Her curly, gray hair spilled around her youthful face.

“Thank you, Lord Leo,” she said brightly. “That was a nice nap.”

“It doesn’t bother you that you died?” I asked her. “That you were hurt?”

She blinked at me. “Why would it.” She clopped up to me, big boobs jiggling. “Lord Leo, I was so happy when I died because I was helping defend you. I just have to be faster next time and not get caught by the mage’s fireball.”

“Didn’t it hurt?” I asked, swallowing. Fire?

She nodded. “But I would suffer so much more pain for you, Lord Leo.” Her arms slid around my neck, her large boobs pressing into the front of my robes. “You know that I love you, Lord Leo.”

“Because I made you.”

“Mmm, you did.” She sounded so happy. “Lord Leo, what hurts me is that my death hurts you. I don’t want you to feel bad. You know why?”

“Why?” I croaked, emotion thick in my voice.

“Because when I die, I’m not afraid. Yes, it hurts, but then it’s gone and I get to rest before you revive me. I don’t have any fear because I know you’ll bring me back. You proved that, Lord Leo. You didn’t discard me so you could have another werebear. Thank you, Lord Leo.”

I tightened my arms around her. Tears built in my eyes. “Thank you, Khur.”

“Mmm, I like being held by you.” She rubbed her face into my neck. “Mmm, and you smell so good, you know that.”

“So do you,” I whispered, my hands sliding down her back to grab her ass. “You’ve been a good monster girl.”

She giggled. “That’s another reason we don’t mind dying, Lord Leo! You reward us. You’re so loving to us after we’re reborn.”

I chuckled. “I suppose I am.” My fingers dug into her rump. Then I broke the embrace and scooped her into my arms. “Come on. I have to go love you.”

She let out a baaing squeal, so goat-like and feminine all at the same time. Her little horns peeked out of her mess of gray hair. It didn’t make her seem old. No, this gray had a vibrancy to it. It made her seem more youthful.

I passed out of the vault room into my bedroom and carried her to my bed. Maya, Garnet, and Lana weren’t in here. I wondered what they were up to. I sighed and hoped Garnet was staying out of trouble.

Sometimes, she would wander into the dungeon proper and play with the monster girls on guard duty.

I set Khur down with care. She quivered, her lithe legs twitching. They looked so human until her calves got furry and she had those cloven hooves. She bit her lower lip as I slid out of my gray robe. Her golden eyes gleamed with excitement.

“Lord Leo,” she groaned. “Do you know how sexy you are?”