“Yet you still shared your sad story with us,” Aisha said.

  “It took me a moment to realize.” The man chuckled quietly and switched into a coughing fit. “Blood loss doesn’t have the best effects on one’s critical thinking.”

  “Well, one thing is sure. There are more Defenders in the Dungeon,” I stated calmly, causing him to look up at me once more with some curiosity in his weak eyes. “I’m a Commander and those two are my party members. You can say that we count as one.”

  “Ah. So I still have a chance.” A wide smile curved his lips. “I don’t have much to offer but you can ask for anything if you save my life. I’m sure that would throw the culprit off too and make it easier to identify them. Being certain is better than having to suspect two people, no?”

  “I guess you are right. Besides, a healer is definitely good to have in any Dungeon. If you are aiming to clear it as a team, that is,” I smirked.

  “Which usually makes them the first target of the Defender Killers,” Aisha added with a firm nod. “If that person plans on sabotaging our run, it’s not a surprise he went for the Priest right after meeting him, not giving the rest of us any chances of meeting up.”

  “If you wish, I can take a look at his wound. I do not have enough ingredients on me to prepare anything stronger but I am proficient in applying first aid,” Levia suggested.

  “Please do. Rose will assist you.” I nodded.

  The man gasped as a cheerful ball of pink descended from the ceiling and made loops in front of him. Our Witch friend stepped closer too and knelt in front of the poor guy. Aisha kept a watchful eye on him, holding her hammer in the readiest position to react as fast as she could. It didn’t make him too comfortable but we had all the right to be doubtful of this situation. It still could be a trap.

  Levia examined the wound and cleaned it up a little bit. She confirmed that there didn’t seem to be any poison involved or other nefarious things. The cut was pretty deep though so she applied the healing salve she had grabbed just in case before we’d left. Rose phased herself halfway into him and began her work too. I gave him a regenerative potion to help his recovery.

  After the external wound closed up, we helped the guy get up to his feet and Aisha picked him up into a princess carry. He smiled at her anxiously, sweat dripping down his forehead, clearly not just from his weakened state.

  “Are you able to find your way back?” I asked, stepping back into the dining hall first.

  “Pass me my staff,” he requested and Levia did so after I nodded at her.

  The man whispered a few words and hit the ground with its butt. The cross atop his weapon shone briefly and a pulse of light slithered out of it like a serpent. It wound around the corners, refreshed every few seconds.

  “Pathfinder. It looks like you aren’t utterly useless.” Aisha smirked.

  I took the staff back since he had trouble even holding it and we carefully headed after the magic GPS. It took us about half an hour to reach the entrance to his realm. We stumbled on a few Skeletons on the way there, of course, but I dealt with them swiftly, supported by Levia’s neat curses and minor spells.

  “Thank you. I owe you guys my life,” the man said as we set him on his feet. “I would have invited you over but I’m certain that I will pass out the instant I relax.”

  “We have to go back anyway. I’m sure that we’ll be seeing each other often so there should be plenty of chances for that.” I smiled at him.

  “Right. Be careful on your way back. Though, I don’t think you will get attacked as blatantly with your numbers.” He roamed his gaze over all of us. “Ah. I didn’t even give you my name. I apologize for the late introduction. I’m Stophen. A Priest as you have already figured out.”

  “Lucas.” I shook hands with him. “I’ll abstain from revealing anything about my companions in case anyone would be eavesdropping. You already know about me too.”

  “Wise choice. The less information that bastard has on us the higher our chances of subduing them.” Stophen nodded. “I shall take my leave, then. Good luck once more.”

  The man opened the door leading to his Personal Domain and we got a peek into a simple wooden home, a pretty fitting image of a medieval-fantasy structure. He didn’t try to hide anything as he entered, letting us peer inside, and waved at us before closing the entrance. I brought out my map and quickly scribbled the path we had taken with Rose helping my memory, of course, also marking this dude’s dwelling.

  We shared a silent nod and moved away from the door, starting to head back home. After passing a few intersections, Aisha turned to me.

  “Do we believe him?” she asked.

  “Hard to say.” I sighed. “It’s best not to make assumptions too early. Both he and that Assassin guy could be faking it, having some beef between each other, or whatever. We don’t know who is the last person here with us either. It should get easier after we meet everyone. We might have to wait until then before making any conclusions.”

  “True.” She nodded, stroking her chin. “Also, are we hiding you in the end?”

  “It should be fine. With a murderer amongst us, no one should be focusing too much on that, especially considering the fact that this killer’s skillset is vastly different from mine. I can’t manipulate shadows as a Commander, and neither can any of you who are under me.”

  “You put a lot of thought into your actions in that short moment we met that person. It is impressive,” Levia commented calmly.

  Aisha laughed openly and slapped my back a few times. “That’s how it is with him! If that psycho thinks they can outsmart us, they have no idea who they are up against! They will be playing into Lucas’ hands in no time!”

  I chuckled wryly while shaking my head. It would be impossible to get rid of that impression Aisha had of me anyway. I could only live up to her expectations.

  We didn’t dilly-dally too much and went straight back to our apartment, keeping our guards up for any possible ambushes the entire time. Rose took it upon herself to be even more vigilant and we showed her our appreciation for her efforts. She checked every nook and cranny all around us, which certainly made us feel safer.

  After finally reaching our destinations, we made one last check to see if we hadn’t been followed and if no one lurked around our home. Finding nothing more than layers of dust, we hopped inside the confines of our safe space, letting out a sigh of relief. I helped Aisha get out of her armor and she reciprocated the goodwill.

  My dazzling drakan girlfriend stretched right after with an alluring moan, showcasing her toned belly and slight abs to the world. “My ass is so sweaty it’s like a river down the crack. You look like you could use a good dip too, Levia. We surely dragged you around quite a bit today.”

  “My body could definitely benefit from some refreshment before I head to my workshop.” The Witch nodded sagely, brushing her fingers through her long, white hair.

  Aisha stepped closer to the shorter lady, looping an arm around Levia’s neck, and turned them both my way as they stood in front of me in just underwear.

  “Why don’t we show our new friend the wonders of modern showers, Master?” She grinned at me impishly.

  “Don’t be pushy.” I raised a brow at her. “You two can go together if Levia isn’t uncomfortable with it. I’ll jump in next. And that’s not negotiable.”

  My playful mate clicked her tongue. “Fine. We’ll have so much fun without you. You can blame only yourself for missing the face she will make once she experiences the unimaginably accurate temperature range for the first time.”

  She turned them around once more and led Levia toward the bathroom. It didn’t look like she was dragging her against her wishes so I left them be. They both were grown-up women and could solve it between themselves if the need arose.

  In the meanwhile, I took a brief look at our modest spoils of war and went through the notifications that had popped up due to Levia’s increasing level. She had managed to arrive at Level 5 just as we had intended, gaining quite some stat points and one more ability, which was called Cartomancy. If I wasn’t mistaken, it was some kind of Divination Magic involving cards.

  Quite fitting, I’d say.

  A distinct click brought my mind out of its depths and I turned my head toward the source. My brows rose to my hairline as I spotted a fully nude Aisha in front of the door to the bathroom, holding the knob while looking straight at me with a wide smile.

  She started walking towards me as I sat on the bed, clearly putting lots of effort into making all her curves bounce and sway as she prowled my way, including her beautiful tail. It was impossible not to stare right at her delicious, completely exposed body and my eyes bore into her inspiring peaks and mesmerizing valley below, decorated with hundreds of droplets all over.

  “You are dripping all over the floor and I do not mean your arousal this time.” I smirked and stood up just as she arrived right in front of me.

  She chuckled alluringly and pushed her chest into mine. “I quickly took care of the most important parts. Levia is so entranced by the shower and the gel that she hasn’t even realized I left. I should have bought us enough time for something quick.”

  I gazed deep into her enchanting eyes and ran my palm down her appetizing stomach, evoking a lusty sigh from the draconic beauty as my fingers neared the promised land.

  “Who would have thought that you could be this considerate?” I grinned at her and continued down south, enjoying the sight of Aisha nibbling on her lower lip. “I guess you deserve a reward.”

  An excited glint flashed through her crimson irises as a wide smile curved her delicious mouth. Before I knew it, her tongue was already entwined with mine and we fell back onto the bed.

  Chapter 10

  Risky Games

  I groaned softly as the drakan lady fell onto me with her entire body, weighing down on my chest with her hefty frame. Aisha chuckled into my mouth and kept pursuing my tongue without giving me even a moment of rest. Her fingers found my hair and started hungrily brushing through it as we made out. I was more than aware of her magnificent and perky breasts even through the t-shirt I had on me.

  My hands ventured to her back and grazed over it gently. A slight shiver passed through Aisha’s figure from time to time as my palms inched closer to her tender butt or neatly squished bosom which spilled past her sides. Occasional moans full of longing tickled my mouth as I continued teasing my lovely mate right on the edge of anything more serious.

  She finally had enough of it and broke the kiss, staring down at me with a lustful gaze. I smirked back at her and glanced at myself, spotting my increasingly wet attire.

  “Correct me if I’m wrong but I do not see anything spelling towel anywhere on this.” I chuckled after finding her eyes once more.

  A playful grin took over Aisha’s pouty lips. “Oh, my… My deepest apologies… I must have made a mistake somewhere… Let me just get off right away…”

  Keeping our gazes locked, she began moving around while trying her best to get off me just as she’d said. As a result, her soft bosom rubbed all over my chest in every possible direction, taking my wet t-shirt with its movements. She pushed herself lower and pressed her warm pussy into my thigh, starting to drag it up and down my skin in an attempt to find a way off me.

  Needless to say, the longer she kept at it, the wetter I got, while also experiencing a heavenly massage with all the intimate parts of my mischievous drakan girlfriend. On the plus side, her skin was gradually getting dry, excluding perhaps her inner thighs and girly mound, which were increasingly more covered in her hot arousal. I could feel it on my own leg and that sensation was making me real hard.

  Aisha didn’t miss that small detail and nibbled on her lower lip alluringly while dragging her underbelly up enough for her lower lips to run into the rising tent in my boxers. Releasing amorous sighs, she humped my erection repeatedly and the heat of her need pushed past the material, reaching my eager member. Besides droplets of water, it was getting bathed in her leaking love juices too.

  “Too bad we don’t have much time,” she purred at me with a slightly saddened expression. “I would love to take you up on your promise right here, right now.”

  “Trust me, I want nothing else, but that kind of stuff shouldn’t be rushed. Where would be the fun if I was the only one enjoying it?” I smiled at her and pulled her face down for a quick kiss.

  “Next time, then.” She winked at me. “Now, as much as I love seeing you all hot and bothered like this, let’s get moving or I won’t even get to cum once before we have to wrap it up.”

  Without further ado, Aisha grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it off me over my head as I helped her out a little bit. Her pleasant humping ceased as she leaned forward and left a trail of sucky kisses all over my front, heading toward the obvious place. Arriving at the line of my boxers, she yanked them off me in a flash and a wolfish grin curled the corners of her mouth up at the sight of my lively member.

  The next thing I saw and felt was Aisha’s heavenly lips and tongue around my tip. I groaned quietly and tucked my hands behind my head, choosing to fully enjoy her efforts.

  And, she spared none of them while sucking me off like it was her calling.

  Sneaking a glance or two at my face, she continued bobbing her head up and down on my cock. Since her abundant, dark crimson hair was not tied up, it partially obstructed her face and Aisha seductively hooked those loose strands behind her ear.

  But, while the view was first-class and the sensations were out of this world, it didn’t lay right with me to a certain extent. Perhaps due to the limited time, an idea popped up in my mind and I smirked to myself, imagining the execution.

  “Bring your ass over here,” I commanded, imbuing my words with a trace of mana.

  Aisha’s body shook delicately and her eyes widened as she paused her divine blowjob for a second. She didn’t fight back the given order though and I watched her turn around, crossing over my head with her knee. A pretty, pink flower hung right over my face so I did the only thing that could have been done in front of such an offer—greeted it with a passionate kiss.

  A muffled moan reached my ears as Aisha’s mouth was still occupied with my hard member. Ending up in a proper sixty-nine, we started working on each other instead of indulging in the previous, one-sided show. My tongue greedily lapped Aisha’s sweet nectar straight from the scorching source as I helped myself spread the fragrant crevice with my fingers.

  As a response to my actions, the fierce drakan warrior doubled her efforts and went after my dick with a crazy devotion. Her soft tongue swirled all around my tip while her supple lips pressured my entire length. She employed her skillful fingers to pump my shaft alongside the bobbing of her head and even caressed the priceless jewels at its base.

  Not wanting to be left behind, I snuck a finger into her inviting channel and focused my own tongue on her timid clit. The reaction was almost instantaneous as more vibrations tickled my cock and Aisha began pushing her delicious pussy stronger into my face. She started dragging herself all over my mouth in an attempt to raise her pleasure even higher.

  “Mmmmwwhmmm… Mmmwwhhhmmm… Mmmmmhhhmmm…”

  Aisha’s stifled voice somehow escaped her sealed lips and kept growing louder and louder as she approached her climax. Unfortunately, we couldn’t have that so I decided to take matters into my own two hands and flipped us over by rolling us to the side. I ended up on top with Aisha under me while still in a sixty-nine.

  But, now I had a bit more maneuverability.

  Spreading Aisha’s legs aside, I gave myself nicer access to her precious lily and intensified my fingering, not forgetting about her pretty clit either. Before she could break the seal of her lips around my shaft, I raised my hips on my own and thrust down with some controlled force. I quickly felt a much tighter sensation, both around my cock and my fingers buried deep in Aisha’s glistening honeypot. It looked like nailing her throat caused quite a spike in her pleasure.

  I kept banging my underbelly into her chin to the accompaniment of extremely lewd and indecent noise leaving her delicate lips. A small gag or two joined the cacophony of lustful sounds but my fierce pounding didn’t bother the strong drakan even in the slightest. I had effectively prevented any louder cries and moans from escaping her throat by plugging it shut with my dick.

  Soon, Aisha’s soft insides began constricting on my fingers and her legs crossed behind my neck, pushing my mouth into her needy snatch with all her strength. I worshipped her clit with all the reverence I could muster and drove my digits into her tight channel with as much might as I had to spare. I only hoped that the wet slapping of my hand into her puffy folds wasn’t loud enough to penetrate the bathroom’s walls.

  “Mwwwhhmmmmmmmmmmm!”

  I felt Aisha gag on my dick a few times right as she reached her high, evoking a grunt from me. Her pussy twitched in front of my face as she climaxed hard and I kept flicking her bean the entire time she rode her orgasm.

  “Fuck…” I groaned, getting dangerously close myself too as her throat continued milking me like crazy.

  I managed to make four more thrusts before Aisha claimed her kill and I exploded into her mouth, driving myself as deep down as I could shortly after she finished. With a few gentle pumps, I unloaded in her tight throat and she drank all of the creamy delicacy to the very last drop, pushing me even farther with her hands pressing into my ass. I naturally obliged and gave her everything.

  Letting out a long, satisfied sigh, I slowly pulled out and glanced down between our bodies. Aisha coughed softly after my member slid out of her throat and she did the same, smirking at me impishly from between her magnificent breasts while wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand.

  “Looks like you are getting the hang of imitating a true drakan male.” She snickered lightly.