Chapter 232: Your eyes are glowing

"Sorry to bother you." Blake's voice popped into Mason's mind. "But the, um, scary hot nymph...uh, the tall one. Apocalypsa? God I can't remember any names without Mental Influence. No, no it started with a C. Callico? Whatever she's here and she says it's urgent. I thought this would be less intrusive than bursting into your room. Hey what's...wait, are you? Well that's just rude. Unbrotherly, even. I wasn't..."

[Apex Predator activated: Mental connection with Player: Blake Nimitz ended.]

Mason sighed and rolled over, shifting Haley in his arms. She was still gloriously naked and pressed against him and he mostly just wanted to spend the day in bed. And that was before he realized Becky was curled up on the other side...

But duty called...and if he was honest, hearing Blake's voice in his mind was annoyingly familiar and sort of comforting. Not that he'd ever tell him that...

He tried to ease away from Haley but she soon yawned and stretched, smiling up at him as she wrapped the sheet around herself like a snake.

"I have things to do," he said, body frozen as his eyes went up and down her body.

"Well go do them, then," she grinned, curling the fabric between her legs, then spooning up behind the sleeping Becky.

"Morning, ya'll," Becky sighed and wiggled into Haley with her eyes still closed. "I had a drink with Aila last night. Poor girl is sufferin' so bad I think she almost asked to come home with me. Anyway, I just knew I'd missed the fun."

Haley was running her fingers up and down the country girl's shapely thigh with a devious smile, especially at the Aila comment. Mason practically growled.

PATREON ONLY

Both girls shrieked as he lifted them, carrying them against him with an arm under their asses.

"We'll shower first. Then I'm off."

"There's no room in there!" Haley giggled, kicking her legs like a little girl. Mason shouldered open the bathroom door, dropping them into the shower and turning on the water as they shrieked.

"It's cold!" Becky practically tried to charge through him but he held them both inside and laughed.

Then he was pulling off Becky's wet pajamas and kissing her while Haley started stroking him. The water soon warmed, and Mason took turns making out with both girls, pulling them close and loving the feel of their slippery breasts sliding against his chest.

Haley dropped down to start sucking his cock as he played with Becky's clit. Then he pulled Haley up and turned them both around. They wiggled against him, looking back as they took turns giving each other's asses a good slap.

He started with Becky, slowly sliding inside her inch by inch until she started bouncing her ass back to take him deeper and faster.

"Efficiency," Haley grinned, lathering some soap and soon running her greedy hands all over both of them. Mason smiled and turned on Gaia's Blessing, knowing the upgrade and the water would likely turn the thing to eleven.

Haley's eyes half closed, and she grabbed Mason's face and shoved her tongue in his mouth as she started sliding her pussy against his thigh. Becky was bucking back against him with abandon, skin going red as she sucked Mason's offered thumb.

Becky froze up as she started cumming, so Mason pounded into her until she cried out and went limp. Then Haley was panting and grinding on his leg, and Mason couldn't help but grin as she shook and held her breath as she came too.

"God," she mumbled against him after several seconds of panting. "After last night, I didn't think...I was still so horny."

Mason swapped them and gave Haley her turn, pounding her into the shower wall as he made out with Becky.

"You fuck us so good," she whispered with her eyes closed, grabbing his ass and pushing her wet, naked body against him. He grinned and groped her ass as he thrust into Haley, but reminded himself this was supposed to be fast.

He forced himself out of Haley, then pushed both girls down to their knees.

The girls worked him between their lips, then took turns swallowing him while the other sucked his balls. Just looking down at both beautiful, naked girls on their knees...big eyes filled with lust, looking at him for approval...it was more than enough.

He stopped holding back and let the pressure build. As he groaned and felt his cock twitching, Haley sat up and took hold of Becky's wet hair.

"Good girl," Haley said, kissing Becky's cheek. "We have to train you to suck his cock properly. Are you ready?"

Becky made a muffled sound and tried to nod, but Mason couldn't hold back a second longer. He thrust deep into her mouth as he sprayed, and Becky's eyes went wide. She gagged at the depth and the cum hitting the back of her throat.

He was about to pull back but Haley actually pushed the girl forward.

"You're doing so good," she said. "Open your throat and swallow. But keep your lips nice and tight."

Mason's never ending orgasm probably didn't make it any easier. He watched Becky's throat work to swallow again and again, practically his whole cock pushed into her mouth.

When he eventually pulled away to give her a break, she licked her lips and panted as Haley swallowed him next, sucking and licking until he could hardly take it and finally gave his last drop.

"Did I do good?" Becky asked, a bit of cum dropping down her chin. Her big green eyes were so vulnerable, so genuine and hopeful. Mason stroked her hair and nodded, temporarily lost for words.

"You did so good," Haley turned the girl and kissed her passionately, then put an arm around her and rested her head on her shoulder. "Didn't she, Master?"

"Amazing," Mason agreed, only a few brain cells firing. He looked down at his girls and they both smiled, then giggled as they started soaping him together.

He lay his head back and let them clean him, happily drifting for another few minutes. It was definitely the right way to start his day. But he worried it was all downhill from here...

*

"Calypsa. Is everything alright?"

Mason found the warrior nymph by the Temple of Gaia, seeing her (and everyone else in town) on his Wayfinder map. She was dressed in her bark-like armor and carried a spear, standing awkwardly next to a chatty Blake.

"Druid." She smiled slightly, the act always a bit unnatural to her face. "I've come to ask for your help."

"Not really into smalltalk, this one," Blake said, tugging slightly at that new necklace.

Mason took a breath and tried not to shout out his frustrated feeling that he always had more to do than he had time or ability. He couldn't help but notice there was also a growing number of civilians and players staring at the nymph.

"Of course," he said, gesturing into the temple. He walked with Calypsa a little ways before stopping her. "What do you need?"

Calypsa inhaled and closed her eyes, an altogether less wholesome look in her bright green eyes when she opened them. "I've no time for what I need, druid. But there are more goblins trying to find our great tree. Thea's magic has held them off so far, but I think not for much longer. No doubt they know roughly where their scouting party died."

Mason tried not to imagine Calypsa naked next to Haley and Becky. Especially since his bed and shower really weren't big enough.

"The same goblins just attacked us," he said, anger replacing lust. "I was about to gather my...warriors, and go and kill them all."

Calypsa's eyes flashed as she smiled.

"Then I'll go with you, druid." She clutched her spear and slid a hand down its shaft as her eyes went over Mason's body. "It's been too long since we spilled blood together."

Mason nodded, feeling suddenly like he should maybe run for the exit. Not that he had any problem giving Calypsa another donation...but the number of women in his life were getting out of control. And they were in public...

"I'll get my people," he said, taking a step back. "And we'll go right now."

"As you wish," Calypsa said instantly, her tone neutral, her statuesque beauty impossible to read. Mason turned and walked quickly to the exit.

Blake grinned at him, knowing smirk pulling at the edges of his lips.

"A short delay, brother? Maybe the nymph would like a tour of the temple?"

"Get all the players for me," Mason said as he fought the heat rising up his neck. Blake's grin widened.

"I've already summoned them. They'll be here aany..."

"I'm here, y'all!" Becky apparently arrived first, suddenly making Mason very pleased he hadn't been found in any kind of...compromising position. He scowled at Blake, who seemed ready to burst out laughing.

In ones and twos the others arrived, until every player in Nassau was standing outside the temple and making small talk or waiting in determined silence. Mason introduced Calypsa, with an unsurprising wave of attention from the almost entirely male gathering.

"I want to bring everyone I can," Mason said. "But we need to leave some decent defenders. I have people in mind. Any objections or input before I name the teams?"

"I've got my prestige class already," Carl said beside Phuong. "So I'm happy to sit out of dungeons and protect Nassau till others have theirs."

Mason nodded, knowing that was probably wise. He had no idea how common it was to find the prestige class halls and suspected the answer was 'not very common'. But he'd been planning to bring Carl and now started to re-calculate.

"I'd, um, like to go where Blake goes," said Annie from the back, her pretty eyes practically surrounded in bruised rings of sleep deprivation. "But it' not..." her voice got quiet and she trailed off.

Mason frowned. He didn't trust the girl, and she seemed to be getting worse. But he supposed it was better to have her with them than in Nassau where she might be a danger to the civilians.

"I'd like ta go," said John the Scot, clenching a big fist before shrugging. "I need somethin' ta do."

Mason waited for anyone else to speak but they all seemed content to do what they were asked. He would ordinarily have taken Seamus but the man’s fire magic seemed mostly useless against the ‘domesticated’ trolls, and he’d be a holy terror guarding the walls.

"OK," he said. "Carl, Seamus, Tommaso. You're on guard duty. You'll have Violet and a pack of not very tame wolves outside. Haley will help you feed them. But other than that I want you stay inside until we're back. Everyone else, you're coming with me."

It was the biggest 'attack' they'd made, more players even than they'd sent at the orcs. He didn’t expect they’d all be able enter any kind of dungeon, but he also didn’t know what sort of defenses would be at the tunnels. It might be a vicious fight just to get inside.

And with the new and improved walls, as well as the wolves and continually improving player powers, Mason expected he’d left more than enough to protect the settlement.

"Spend any points you need to," he told Carl alone a little later. "But I can't imagine what could get to the walls so quickly to actually hurt you. The forest is getting pretty clear of threats, and..."

"We'll be fine, Mason. Go kill the bastards."

Mason nodded as he let out a deep breath, mind drifting to the route to the mountain before Carl punched him in the shoulder.

"Jesus kid," the older man shook his fist. "Eat some pie or something, you're all bone and muscle."

Mason smiled a little as he walked away, attention turned to the trees and the fight ahead as he heard Streak howl. He realized his hands were balled into fists, the urge to answer that howl like an itch he struggled not to scratch.

His heart was beating faster, the sound of his pulse like a drum in his ears. It's time, he thought, feeling the urge to bare his teeth, to find something, anything, and rip it apart.

He found Blake and the others stuffing backpacks with supplies, their civilian girls giving hugs and goodbyes as they strapped their weapons and made jokes. Calypsa watched it all impassively. Everyone silenced when Mason arrived.

He could sense their discomfort in his presence now. Or maybe at his change. He could smell their fear wafting off them, recognizable and…yes, he had to admit, delicious as fresh baked bread. But there was respect there, too.

And it wasn't their fear he wanted. They weren't his prey.

Haley came forward to hand him a bag, and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

“Your eyes are glowing,” she whispered. “More than usual, I mean. Just an fyi.”

She walked away, but Mason’s attention was already on the bloody business ahead. He wasn’t even sure why his eyes were glowing. Might have been Transformation already changing him for the gloom. Or maybe Streak had some kind of new pack power. He didn’t really care.

"Stay with me," he said, opening the gate and fighting his annoyance that he couldn't run full speed. He looked back and showed some of the growing excitement he felt in his gut. "Tonight I want every 'Greenblood' goblin huddling in their mountain caves. Because anything outside them is going to die."

He clicked his tongue for Streak, then stepped into the forest.