Aria nodded regally.

  A moment later, the decision was taken out of his hands.

  Chapter Eight

  It was pure reflex action, as he sensed and saw the flash of light, the shield spell sprung to mind and he put up a shield around the table and all its occupants. Just in time to absorb and deflect the blasts of fire that headed his way.

  There were two of them, and his shield was draining fast. Riesa reacted the quickest, as her tail whipped out from two seats away and wrapped tightly around his wrist. Her magic fed into and combined with his, and the shield steadied against the assault.

  There was also a second shield now, as the prelate raised one within his a split second after him, and by then Allison who was at his left, and the queen on his right, had both touched him and fed them their power.

  The shoe was on the other foot at that point, he outpowered them by two to one, and had full control of that magic.

  His mind struck out. He wanted to demolish them, end the lives as he looked over and saw two blessed. One male and one female, both in very elaborate black robes. They had teleported into the private chambers of the prelate in order to assassinate her. To bypass the fleet action altogether, and to gain the throne by fait accompli. It also probably meant there was still a traitor in the grand temple, since they’d known exactly where the prelate was in the moment.

  He was also furious, because apparently, they were also trying to kill him and his queen, and that could not go unpunished.

  Regardless, he hit their shields hard in return with body magic, while he also cast a spell that sent out teleportation disruption waves, a spell of his own devising. There would be no escaping.

  It took a few seconds, then it was over, as their shields fell, and the body spell knocked them out. His mind reached out angrily with a spell, and he burned out the part of their brains responsible for controlling magic. It could be reversed of course, easily, by a healer. But for the moment they were as helpless as any human was.

  Spitefully, he hit them both with a water spell that sprayed freezing water into their faces.

  Aria giggled, then covered her mouth in embarrassment, while Daniella winked.

  He said, “They’re powers are inaccessible without a healing, I’ll leave their final disposition to you.”

  He really wanted to kill them. They’d almost killed all of them, not just the prelate and her son, but also his six women and two of his unborn children. He was having trouble containing the rage, but long discipline prevented his magic from lashing out unbidden.

  Aria nodded, “They’ll be executed publicly for their crimes. Which is better than in private, where their allies can shed rumor and doubt on our actions this day. It will all come out in the trial, from their own mouths under spells ensuring truth. If you’ll excuse me, I need to address their fleets and stop the battle if I can. I’ll return shortly for dessert, and to sign the agreement. I’m sure Benjamin will have it prepared by then. Please, enjoy the rest of your dinner.”

  Her magic speared out and wrapped around the two now powerless blessed, and they rose up into the air and floated behind her as she left the room.

  Daniella took a deep breath, “How did you shield so fast?”

  He shrugged, “Lots of practice, hard work, and making it a reflex. All the battles I’ve been in the last seven years didn’t hurt. It also doesn’t hurt that shielding is one of my specialties, so my mind follows the twists and turns of the spell naturally.”

  He’d always been good with shielding, as he was with teleporting, body magic, and matter states.

  Daniella shook her head, “It was a bit shocking, but in hindsight I’m glad it happened. I wasn’t entirely sure Aria could’ve pulled off a win if those two stayed on their battleships and fought that way.”

  He nodded, “Maybe. The amplifiers in the temple are stronger than a dreadnought’s, by a long way. And her base start is two hundred times more powerful when being fed by four hundred wizards, which makes that amplification far more significant.”

  They were silent for the next ten minutes, as they absorbed what happened and ate their food. He was also feeling more than a bit worked up, from the short yet fierce magic battle. If it weren’t for the others feeding him their magic, even his fast shielding would’ve been overwhelmed in mere seconds.

  Benjamin came in with a harried look on his face and rejoined the table, handing the document to Daniella, who started to read through it while the servants brought Benjamin’s dinner back out.

  “Problem?”

  Benjamin frowned, “Not as such, I just thought we’d gotten rid of all the moles. Someone fed Blessed Jonas and Blessed Francine the prelate’s location using some undetectable means. They didn’t use standard EM transmissions.”

  He nodded, counterintelligence was a constant vigilance thing.

  The rest of the night went smoothly. The prelate returned and all the fleets stood down. The invaders turning back to return to their worlds, who would shortly have new rulers, as soon as Aria promoted two of the bishops to archbishops, then replaced their old posts with two clerics, and their posts with brothers or sisters that showed promise.

  After signing the agreement, they returned to the suite and packed up after a formal and drawn out farewell. He’d have liked to have stayed a little longer to spend more time with Aria, but he hadn’t forgotten the occupation of the enemy in six of their systems including the ruling planet of Bright Star. The sooner they made the trip to Crossroads and picked up those fleets, then headed back to reclaim their worlds, the better.

  “Not fair, fuck! Fuck, you fucking bastard!” Allison screamed out as she went over into ecstasy hard. Her hot and ridiculously tight sex convulsed wildly around his pumping cock while he smirked down at her in enjoyment. There was nothing he’d rather do, than watch a beautiful woman come undone wildly around his pounding cock, as he drilled her into blissful oblivion. That much hadn’t changed at all, since he’d healed enough to open up his heart.

  Allison was without a doubt the most aggressive of his ladies, almost always getting the top or being in charge, which could be a lot of fun given the others were all wildly submissive in one way or another. But every once in a while, he took her in hand and despite her last words she really seemed to enjoy when he did. She was pinned down under him with her legs pinned down between his arms and her torso, bending her in half, while his hands held her wrists like a vice pinning them above her head.

  He enjoyed the flashing fire and sensual ire in her bright green eyes, and her lovely bright red hair was splayed and fanned out on the pillow below her head. He was also quite mesmerized by her wildly bouncing heart shaped D cups as he pounded home into her hot needy sex over and over again. But it was the beauty of her pixyish face twisted in blissful abandon that had him truly mesmerized.

  He was guessing a part of her was annoyed when he took her in hand and controlled her so firmly. When he took her hard and fast while holding her down, but he also knew she never came harder than when he did. His Allison was a wild and quite amazing fuck, given her tender age of eighteen. Sure, his queen was just as amazing in bed at the same age, but he’d personally taught Daniella everything she knew, and had been quite exacting in the lesson details spanning months of both instruction and practice.

  Allison had come into it naturally.

  She struggled and squirmed beneath him, her eyes telling him she was going to rock his world, just as soon as she escaped from his firm control. He just smirked at her and kept pounding, watching her eyes grow hooded with pleasure and her body squirming as potent waves of pleasure were already overwhelming her for the next orgasm.

  His smirk drove her crazy, and he ordered, “Cum, now!”

  She looked outraged by the order, even as her eyes rolled back into her head and her body quivered and convulsed powerfully beneath him. She was stunning, while cumming so hard for him, and he was determined to wear her out before he took his pleasure. The stubborn woman was a trip in bed, hot as hell, and felt so very good under him and around his plundering cock.

  He of course, was cheating outrageously, using his body magic instinctively to hold himself on the edge of pleasure. Otherwise the myriad pleasures of her paradise would’ve pushed him over the edge by then. So wondrously hot around him, so wet and silken, sending delicious waves of pleasure through his body.

  She gasped in a breath and panted hard as she came down, “Don’t you fucking dare do that…”

  He cut her off, “Again, now!” and ground her clit hard, and to his delight the wild minx came so hard she squirted, and it looked like she might just fall unconscious from it.

  Her body continued to tremble and quiver beneath his as she came down, so he finally and gladly gave into his own need, releasing the magic had the inundating waves of pleasure pounding and breaking through him, like a tsunami hitting shore.

  He grunted, “Fuck, Allison.”

  She squeezed him tightly, and then came again, as she felt the first pulse of his pleasure enter her womb.

  They rode the heights of pleasure together, her angry and pleasure filled green eyes looking up into his with vulnerability, as he emptied himself into her heaven.

  She stiffened as he dismounted and pulled her tightly against him, but then she suddenly relaxed against him with a sigh. They were both covered in sweat, and he loved the feeling of that, their sweaty bodies so warm and pressed together, skin to skin.

  “I don’t get it, I’m not submissive.”

  He chuckled, “No, not even a little bit. You’re a dominant in bed, but one that likes a challenge, and doesn’t mind all that much when you lose. As long as it’s not too often.”

  Not quite the same, she never submitted, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like losing even as she never stopped fighting it. The fight for control in bed turned her on fiercely.

  She narrowed her eyes at him.

  He grinned cheekily, “You loved being at my mercy, admit it.”

  She snorted, but her blushing cheeks told him all he needed to know.

  “It was pretty fucking hot, but it’s your fat cock stretching me out so well, and you knowing how to use it, more than anything else.”

  He let that stand, though he knew better.

  “We need to chat for a moment.”

  She looked up at him, “I suppose my revenge can wait that long.”

  He grinned, “You know what’s coming, it’s what’s beyond that we need to talk about. If we win and repulse the invasion, I’m the last loyal celestial knight. I’ll be permanently stationed on Bright Star at the palace. I’ll also be marrying Daniella.

  “It won’t change much personally between the six of us. Daniella wants all of you along for the ride. But for public perception anyone that wants to stay would have to officially take an oath to be my concubine. As the prince consort, politically speaking, it would be impossible for me to keep a lover without the assurances of a public oath under truth spell.

  “I’m sure we could find something worthwhile for you to do, but the days of running around looking for fights would be over, and it would be a commitment. The oath would not be empty, for appearances or not.”

  Allison bit her lip, “I understand. I’ll have to think about it. It sounds like an amazing opportunity. But I haven’t changed my mind, I don’t think I’m ready to settle down.”

  He nodded. He got that about her. She was there for his huge cock and the thrill she got from both battle and making a difference, saving lives through their violent missions. Of all his ladies she was the only one he really feared would walk away. He already knew for sure Leanne and Riesa would be with him for life, unquestionably. Gia was a good bet too, given she wasn’t into violence or excitement that way, despite going all in on it to support him and becoming a cyborg. She’d be happy as the royal healer and a part of their family, he thought, though there was a small doubt there. He’d be asking Gia another day.

  But Allison, he worried the sexy redhead would balk, and walk away from it all.

  “We have time before this war will be over one way or another. I won’t ask for a decision until it’s needed, but you should know it’s coming.”

  Allison nodded, then mounted him.

  He relaxed back into the bed, and he let her rock his world. Hardly a sacrifice, from his way of thinking. She was as accomplished at delivering pleasure as she was aggressive, after all.

  Plus, he got to play with her bountiful and firm breasts, when he wasn’t busy fighting with her, which she really enjoyed. He wasn’t exactly submissive either, but Allison’s insane aggressiveness in bed was a change of pace he greatly enjoyed. She was truly breathtaking.

  Not that he didn’t work her hard, from below.

  Chapter Nine – Interlude

  Allison stared in lust and lightly stroked herself as she watched their man pound the tight little ass of the queen with his cock. It was so fucking hot, watching his incredibly fat cock pound into her tight ass, and how much the queen was getting off on it. Even more shocking, was the fact he’d done it out of the blue, right in the living room of their ship’s suite.

  He’d grabbed the queen’s beautiful and rich dark brown hair, bent her over the couch, and worked her up forcibly until he’d plunged his cock in. The queen was cumming nonstop, obviously loving be his forced ass slut. Which was fucking hot.

  Her mind was a little in turmoil as she considered her options. She’d been growing closer to them all as friends, and she was undoubtedly loyal to them as part of their team. But she was too young to settle down.

  The sex was fantastic, she could even admit it was the best she’d ever had that way. It was an odd day when she wasn’t being drilled in both places while eating out one of the others, or even sucking his dick while being taken by two strap-on equipped female lovers.

  Better than she’d ever had, but in her experience, sex always got old and stale with someone, after enough time had passed. What happened if she gave an oath, and then got tired of his big dick. She was just eighteen, had her whole life ahead of her, and the idea of his being the last cock to ever enter her body was just… unthinkable.

  She wasn’t ready to settle down, much less swear the rest of her life to him and only him.

  On the other hand, besides being the best sex she’d ever had, she’d also be working for a queen, and living in a palace. Sleeping in the same bed as a queen. Opportunities like that were once in a lifetime.

  It wasn’t even that she was even scared of commitment. She just knew herself, and that wasn’t her. She wasn’t built for it, her mind or her needs. Maybe it would never be, but she knew she was still young, and a little too obsessed with sex and probably a clinical nymphomaniac. But despite all that she was damned tempted by the opportunity.

  She wondered if there was something missing in her, that she wasn’t falling in love with him and the rest of the team. But she really wasn’t, it was all about the pleasure, the thrill of battle, the feeling she was making a real difference, and the perverted joy of occasionally having a queen’s tongue up her ass. The last weeks had been… wild, to say the least, even by her hedonistic standards.

  Fucking fuck, that was so hot. Her body quivered gently, as the pleasure of a small orgasm riddled through her body, as she watched the queen going crazy with non-stop orgasms, as he pounded her ass and now Leanne had her lips wrapped around the queen’s clit even as the little minx was fingering Dacen’s pumping ass and no doubt massaging his prostate.

  She really didn’t want to give it up. It wasn’t all about the sex or battle either, she had made friends with them. Even liked them and the principles and morals they stood for. She just didn’t love them. Without love, even the wild and sexy tableau before her would get old, eventually, and she’d want to move on.

  She’d think about it more, later. At the moment she was drawn to Leanne’s glistening sex, as the golden blonde sexpot sat on the floor with her head raised up to lick out the queen. Yes, later, she decided, as she crawled in between Leanne’s legs, and put her own tongue to work…

  Prelate Aria sighed as she returned to her rooms. She’d just witnessed the trial and execution of Jonas and Francine. Two less headaches to deal with. She hoped that broke the expansionists, but she also wasn’t holding her breath. She’d need to be vigilant if she hoped to remain the prelate for another couple of hundred years.

  She found herself touching her lower abdomen, and she blushed slightly as she dropped her hand. She’d miss Dacen a great deal, and she hoped he did find a way to visit her at least once a year, for a week or two. It wouldn’t be much, but a two-week vacation once a year where she could actually get well laid would go a long way in preserving her sanity.

  She also hoped he’d be back in nine months to see the birth of their child.

  She also felt a small amount of guilt, because it had been her hope and intention. Not just to have a blessed child, but as a lever to ensure she had him in her life, for the rest of her life, if even in just a limited way.

  She hadn’t been lying, she didn’t have regrets about her life’s course. But, she could admit perhaps, to a little jealousy toward the young queen. In another life, she’d have jumped at the chance to bring him along for the ride. He was a rare man, one that would’ve stood by her instead of trying to use her or oppose her. Daniella was a very lucky woman. She was also happy for Leanne, and she knew that beautiful young woman would take good care of their shared lover.

  But having him for a short time every year was better than nothing, and she had her trusty toys and imagination to tide her through.

  Assuming of course, Dacen even survived the coming conflict. She’d be doing her part as agreed, had already given the orders for them to assemble twelve fleets into two armada’s, to clean out all enemy ships, build platforms, and other military space infrastructure from those important worlds. She was sure it would be successful, the confederacy had three fleets each guarding those two important systems, and her force would be twice the size.