Lottery King 7, page 17
“Fuck,” Gemma gasped as she ground herself down on me.
I reached up to wrap my arms around her back, and Gemma quickly shoved my hands down to hold her ass instead.
“Yeeesss,” Gemma moaned. “Grab my ass.”
“Shit,” I hissed.
I dug my fingers into the toned muscles of Gemma’s ass, and I let her control every one of her movements as she rode me. Poppy was the only one of my lovers I could see other than the sexy mermaid commander, and her expression was almost tortured.
I couldn’t imagine how tangled up and turned on she felt inside. She’d already watched me fuck and pleasure four of my lovers, and now a fifth, without a single touch or bit of sensation to feed the flames inside her. She had to be burning on the inside, and the thought sent a rush of pleasure down my spine like a cascade of molten gold.
“Uuuuhhh,” I moaned.
Somewhere behind me, the soft moans of my other lovers reached my ears. I knew they were touching and teasing their clits. Or maybe they were playing with each other. I couldn’t be sure, but I loved it all. I was never going to deny my ladies the pleasure of a good orgasm.
“Fuck,” Gemma gasped.
The sounds drew one hundred percent of my attention back to her magenta eyes and the shimmering indigo scales around them. Her thick eyelashes splayed across her cheeks in a dark fan, and her mouth hung open with ecstasy.
“Moooore,” Gemma purred.
Before I could ask her to specify what she wanted, Gemma grabbed my right hand and dragged it around to her front. She practically yanked my thumb to exactly where she wanted it, and I felt the throbbing of her heartbeat in her swollen clit.
“Mmmmmyesssss,” Gemma moaned.
I slid my thumb in a vertical stroke over the tense bud of nerves, and Gemma’s bouncing on my lap became erratic.
“Aaaahh!” Gemma cried out as she slammed herself down on me three more times.
Then she exploded into bliss, and a rush of fresh wetness dripped down my balls. Gemma shuddered above me so hard her tits wiggled enticingly, and I caressed my left hand along her side as I coaxed her through the waves of her release.
My own self-control was close to crumbling, and I was eagerly looking forward to the intense orgasm I held back. It was going to feel like absolute heaven to pump Poppy full of my hot cum. I knew holding off for so long was only going to make that orgasm even more powerful and pleasurable, and it was just about time.
Gemma rocked back and forth on me for another moment before she opened her eyes and slowly lifted herself away from my throbbing cock.
“Mmm,” Gemma hummed, and she kissed me one more time before she crawled over my head to join my other satisfied lovers.
I looked back at Helena, Dinah, Ivis, Nyxx, and Gemma, and I was entirely unsurprised to find them all tangled together in a twisted pretzel of arms and legs. Every one of their five clits were being given slow and lazy attention by someone’s fingers, and all their eyes were locked on my cock.
“Enjoying the view?” I asked them with a chuckle.
“Yes,” Dinah breathed.
“It’s really fun to watch and imagine it’s us,” Ivis said, and she blushed hard.
“Nothing’s as good as your fingers, mouth, and cock,” Nyxx pointed out. “But watching is almost as good.”
“Well, you can all watch this,” Poppy laughed, and she took me by the hands. “I want you behind me.”
“Yes, your majesty,” I chuckled as I stood up.
Poppy grinned at me as she laid down on the mattress face-down. Her iridescent wings flitted with excitement, and she spread her legs wide so I could see how swollen and aroused her pussy was.
I swallowed hard as I knelt down on the bed between her thighs, and I settled myself down against her ass. My rock-hard cock slipped into her dripping pussy easily, and she wiggled on the bed like the intrusion of my dick was insanely intense.
“Holy fucking… yesss!” Poppy groaned and gasped.
I spread my knees wide behind hers and braced my hands under her arms. Poppy’s translucent wings delicately folded themselves into the space between us, and I started to work my abs to give her what we both desperately needed.
My thrusts were slow, steady, and long, and Poppy bent her knees up. Her ankles and feet caressed my sides in an awkward attempt at an embrace, and I smiled.
I couldn’t see Poppy’s face, but I could see Helena, Dinah, Ivis, Nyxx, and Gemma.
And they were all glued to us as they fingered one another. I thought they were all trying to match my rhythm, so I slowed down a lot and watched them carefully.
Like a row of precarious Dominoes, all their fingers slowed a few beats after me, and then I picked the pace right back up. I jackhammered Poppy’s pussy until the sound of my pelvis slapping against her ass filled the room.
And five ladies’ fingers picked up their pace right behind me.
The knowledge made me smirk with cocky satisfaction, and I left my other lovers to it. I loved that they wanted to follow my rhythm, and I let my own pleasure finally take the reins.
My thoughts melted into a puddle of sticky sweetness, and I couldn’t have given my own name in those moments as I thrust repeatedly into Poppy’s pussy from behind.
“Mmmmmyeesssss!” Poppy moaned against the blankets.
Her fingers curled into the mattress, and she arched her lower back to meet each of my thrusts. I barely had enough thought to process what my hand did, but it moved down and wedged under Poppy’s hips of its own free will.
I found her throbbing clit with my fingers, and I worked the little bud in slow counterclockwise circles.
The pleasure I’d held back by sheer force of will started to threaten my sanity, and I knew my orgasm was going to consume every bodily function in a matter of moments. My jaw dropped open as I struggled to breathe through the ecstasy, and my finger teased Poppy without any conscious thought.
“Fuck, yesss!” Poppy gasped. “Michaaaeeeel! Cum so deep inside meeee!”
“Holy shit,” I gasped.
Poppy’s words sent a rush of pleasure up my spine and around the perimeter of my skull like I’d never felt before. I flicked my finger over her clit to push her into her pleasure before I exploded, and just as my self-control began to shatter, Poppy exploded.
“Fuuuuuuuuck,” Poppy groaned low and long, and her entire body tightened.
The rippling waves of her release intensified my orgasm as we came together, and I pumped her full of my hot cream. A flash of golden light spread in the back of my mind, and I felt a longing for my seed to take root deep inside her.
“Uuuuugggghhhh,” I growled through the intense ecstasy as the golden light shattered into a billion pieces.
Each atom in my being seemed to shine and buzz with the light, and my lower legs went entirely numb for a second.
I came to my senses enough to raise my body weight off Poppy to make sure I didn’t crush her, and I rode out the final shuddering waves of pleasure.
“Mmmmmm, I neeeeeeded that,” Poppy mumbled drunkenly.
“That was so hot,” Nyxx purred in a sultry voice.
I looked up at my other lovers, and they all basked in the light glow of a recent orgasm. My pleasure had been so intense and all-consuming, I hadn’t even heard their moans and cries, but I could tell by their rapid breathing they’d all reached release again.
“Fuck, that was a marathon,” I chuckled softly as I gently pulled my spent member from Poppy’s slippery pussy.
“Oooh,” Poppy giggled and squirmed. “Drippy.”
“Yep!” I laughed. “That’s what you wanted.”
“It sure is!” Poppy grinned. “I want your baby.”
“I knew it!” Gemma gasped.
“We’re trying,” Poppy said with love in her purple eyes.
“I hope it was tonight,” Gemma said with a warm smile.
“Me, too,” Dinah said, and she rested a hand on her lower abdomen. “It would be so nice to do this together.”
“No matter when there are babies,” I said as I crawled up the bed, “we’ll always be doing it together.”
“That’s a good point,” Ivis giggled.
I plopped down in the middle of the bed, and like moths to a flame, all six of my satiated lovers cuddled around me. Apparently it was Gemma and Poppy’s turn to snuggle up at my sides, and I smiled as I felt surrounded by love.
The back-to-back days of travel, long flights, mental exertion, and marathon sex all compiled on me, and I was asleep before I knew it.
We woke slowly in the morning. All six of my ladies and I lingered through the ritual of stretching the sleep from our muscles, and we dressed in comfortable and casual clothing for the day.
The first three things on my agenda were checking on the tethers I still held, eating breakfast, and meeting with Rune, and I figured we could kill at least two of those birds with one stone.
Once I was certain my tethers were all still firmly in hand, we all got dressed and headed downstairs in search of my staff and wherever food would be. We found them all in a long dining room with an entire wall made of an open-air trellis that looked out over the back yard.
“Oh, good,” Rune breathed as we entered the room. “I really didn’t want to have to wake you up.”
My ladies gave the golden-haired advisor curious and concerned looks as they headed straight to the huge buffet table of food, and I walked over to join him at the coffee station.
“What is it, Rune?” I asked.
“I’ve had scouts out all night taking photos of the graffiti, your majesty,” Rune said as he handed me a coffee cup. “We’ve been working on translating them.”
“And?” I prompted.
The look on Rune’s face told me the translations weren’t all puppies and rainbows. I poured the rich dark liquid into my cup and stirred in a splash of cream and a dash of sugar as I readied myself for unpleasant news.
“Many of them are the expected propaganda and hate speech,” Rune said, and he slowly showed more of his teeth in a worried grimace.
“Spit it out,” I said with a deep breath.
“Some of them are glamoured,” Rune continued, and he rolled his shoulders back. “Those promise there will be plenty of bloodshed and actual human sacrifices at the festival.”
“What!” Poppy squeaked with horror.
Chapter 10
“I’m afraid so, your majesty,” Rune muttered.
The fae walked over to the dining table where a folder sat open next to a half-eaten breakfast plate. Rune picked up a few photos from the table and brought them to me.
I looked over the photos of the graffiti we’d passed in the limo yesterday, and the translations were scrawled directly on the photo paper in silver Sharpie.
“‘Human blood will be shed,’” I read aloud. “Goodie. We need to find out everything we can about The Rising.”
“Yes, your majesty,” Rune said. “I already have the scouts and shadow nymphs looking into the matter.”
“Good,” I said. “We need to know how many people there are involved in all this. Is this some small fringe thing, or is it a big movement with hundreds of members? How long have they been around?”
“I have an answer for that, actually, your majesty,” Rune said with a spark in his teal eyes. “At least, a general estimation.”
Poppy, Helena, Dinah, Ivis, Nyxx, and Gemma had all gathered plates for themselves, and they sat down at the table together. I glanced around their plates quickly and saw the selection contained many of the usual breakfast foods. There were eggs, thick sausage, fresh fruit, granola and yogurt, and then there were a few more exotic things. There was something that looked like tortillas filled with savory things like onions and beans.
“What’s the general estimation?” I asked as I walked over to load up a plate.
“It seems The Rising has existed in some form or another for nearly two hundred years,” Rune said. “But the current iteration of the group has only been around about thirty years. They use a symbol consistently, and it didn’t appear anywhere until the mid-nineties.”
“What symbol?” Helena asked.
“Um…” Rune hummed as he rifled through the file on the table.
I brought my loaded breakfast plate over and sat in the empty seat between Rune and Nyxx.
“Ah, here it is,” Rune said.
He slid the page into the middle of the table so we could all have a look at it. The symbol showed a circle at the end of a line that looked a lot like a hangman’s noose. In the center of the circle was a simplistic line curved on both sides like a stretched-out version of the famous McDonald’s golden arches. It reminded me of the way my sister’s kindergarten student’s drew birds.
I wondered if there was a connection to some winged figure, or if it was just the idea of flight and elevation linked to their name, The Rising.
“Okay,” I breathed. “I bet you’re already on it, but find any use of this symbol that you can get your hands on. Focus on the last… ten years?”
I glanced around at my ladies and Rune to see if they agreed with that time span, and they all nodded their heads in silent agreement.
“I also want you to look into Lady Pemala,” I said, and my eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t know… she just gave me a bit of ick. I’m hoping she’s just a status-oriented woman who’s a bit too full of herself, but we can’t be too careful here. Find out whatever you can about her.”
“Yes, your majesty,” Rune said. “She has invited you all to another party this evening.”
“Another?” I asked with surprise.
“Yes, your majesty.” Rune nodded. “It seems she has a party most nights, in fact.”
“Alright,” I said thoughtfully. “Well, that will be a good chance to learn more about her. The shadow nymphs can investigate the house while we keep her occupied at the party.”
“Brilliant.” Poppy grinned.
“Great idea, your majesty,” Rune agreed.
“Get in contact with the organizers of the festival, too,” I said.
“I already have their contact information,” Rune said.
“Good.” I nodded. “Make sure they know about this graffiti and the threat of human sacrifice at the festival. I’m guessing they aren’t going to take it very seriously, but let them know I’m willing to forcefully shut this whole thing down to keep the people safe. And that includes the local human population.”
“That might not be a super popular stance,” Helena said in a hesitant tone.
“I know,” I said. “I know plenty of my subjects in the Eternal Realm don’t give a damn about the human population at large, but they’re a priority to me. Any living person has the right to my protection if I can offer it.”
Helena’s caramel eyes filled with love and admiration at my declaration, and my other lovers gazed warmly at me, too.
“Yes, your majesty.” Rune nodded. “I’ll let you know as soon as we have any updates.”
“Great,” I said.
Rune nodded respectfully as he collected all his papers, and then he hurried out of the dining room in a rush. I wasn’t sure where in the rented house he’d set up, but it was obvious he had a working office somewhere. He was probably actively in contact with Firo and the team on Koschei’s island as well as any and all the shadow nymph guards who were here in Yangon with us.
I settled in at the table and started to eat my breakfast finally. All my ladies had nearly finished their food while Rune and I had discussed everything, but they waited patiently while I filled my stomach.
The food was rich in flavor, and it had a lot more spices than I was used to having this early in the morning.
“What should we do with our day?” Ivis wondered.
“We have some time before the party tonight,” I said as I set my fork down.
“Can we explore the city?” Poppy asked in a giddy tone.
“Oh, yes, please,” Dinah agreed.
“You did make a promise to buy me whatever clothing I might want,” Gemma said in a teasing voice. “The provided wardrobe is great, but I would love to pick some things out for myself.”
“I’m not a big shopper usually,” Nyxx added. “But that does sound like a lot of fun.”
“I’d love to see more of Yangon,” Ivis agreed.
“You know I’m always down for a bit of retail therapy,” Helena said with a smirk.
“Alright,” I chuckled. “Shopping spree it is.”
“Yaaay!” Poppy clapped her hands excitedly.
Ivis and Dinah looked at each other with huge smiles, and Gemma looked eager as well. Nyxx cleared her throat, and she gave me an almost apologetic smile.
“I have to let work take the wheel for a second here, Michael,” Nyxx sighed.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“If we’re going into the city…” Nyxx hesitated. “I insist on taking a full detail of shadow nymph guards with us.”
“Oh, yeah.” I nodded emphatically. “Of course we will. Don’t worry, Nyxx. Just because your security role is undercover now doesn’t mean I’m going to start going rogue. I’ve gotten really used to having so many protectors around me.”
“Good.” Nyxx smiled. “Regardless of where we are or the threats around us, you’re still the king, and you should be protected no matter what.”
“I know.” I smiled and reached over to take Nyxx’s hand in mine. “And all of you need to be protected, too. I mean, you and Gemma can certainly protect yourselves if it came to it, but you shouldn’t have to.”
“Do you think we could find a jewelry store?” Poppy wondered with a bright smile.
“Yeah.” I shrugged. “I’m sure we can, why… Oh”
I realized Poppy was not-so-subtly suggesting I officially propose to Nyxx and Gemma today, and I grinned at the idea.
“That’s a good idea, Poppy,” I chuckled.
“I thought so.” My teal-haired first wife grinned mischievously.
“Are you all going to change clothes before we go?” Dinah asked, and she looked down at her simple sundress.
“No,” Helena said after a pause. “I’ll just wear this.”
