Overlord Level Attained

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he forced her open and lowered his lips onto her swollen bud.

"Haaaaahhh." Jasmine gasped as his tongue touched the bud of her womanhood for the first time.

He was solidly ephemeral, changing and moving in between states of reality. Where he touched her, he was solid. Where he did not, she could see right through him.

his head dipped down and he began dragging his very real, very solid tongue around her tight pink bud in gentle trailing circles.

"Does that feel real to you? Hmmmm?" He asked as he continued rolling his tongue around her labia. "Am I real enough to satisfy you?"

"Haaaahhh. Yes. Yes you are." She gasped out in shuddering breaths.

How real do you want me to be? Hmmm?" He murmured as he continued licking and probing her with his tongue.

She gave a swift intake of breath as his soft lips closed in, suckling and nuzzling her clit. Her throat began making a mewling gasping choking sound that incited Blake to the tips of his fingers and toes.

"Can you feel that? Hmmm?" His voice rumbled around in his chest as he played her with his fingers.

"Aaah. Yes. Yes I can." Jasmine breathed in gasps as she continued to

"You taste so good Baby Girl. I want more." He paused for a moment as his fingers spread her lips wide, and then his tongue entered her.

Jasmine choked back a sob from the ecstasy of his probing tongue, diving deep in between the folds of her flesh. Blake growled deep within his throat as he continued tasting her juices.

"Haaaahhh. Blake. How—how are you doing this?"

"I don't know Baby, but we're going to go all the way." He paused and looked up at her, his amber eyes heavy-lidded with passion.

"Jazzie Baby. I need you to tell me right now if you want me to stop, because I don't think I can stop after this." His voice was husky as she felt his warm breath over her moist labia.

"No, no Blake."

"No?"

"No, Blake. Don't stop."

"Ahhh." He breathed as his very real, very strong arms supported her body and lifted her up and propped a pillow under her body.

With one hand, he took hold of his shaft and began gliding the tip of it in between the lips of her petals.

Jasmine squirmed with delight, her hips shivering with the thrill of his touch.

"Real enough for you, Baby Girl? Hmmmm?" He murmured.

"Yes, Blake."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

In one swift move, he plunged himself into her body.

"Aaaahhhh!!!" Jasmine screamed, even as Blake choked back a sob. It felt so good he could barely breathe.

She was so wet that as large as he was, he slid all the way in. But he did not stay in one spot for long. Slowly and with steady purpose, he began to move within her.

Jasmine began mewling and moaning as she gasped and choked out his name.

"Haaaa. Blake. Oh Blake."

At that very moment, he loved his name. He loved the sound of his name and the way she spoke his name and how she gasped his name out each time he pumped himself inside her.

Her hips shook with his every thrust. The feels were making her so incredibly high that she could barely breathe.

She wrapped her legs around his torso and her arms around his neck. At that moment, there was nowhere on him that did not touch her and for that space and time, he was fully in her world.

As their love making continued, it was obvious that he was getting more and more solid, more and more real. She marveled that there was no part of him that was translucent. He was completely solid, completely a physical man.

And as they rose higher and higher, her back arched, desperately reaching for more. She could feel the zenith coming could sense that he was also getting very close.

With a tiny shriek, she dug her nails into his back. Her thighs shook and her petals gushed and spasmed, throbbing from his shaft's intense stimulation.

With her spasms, Blake could no longer hold back. With one last pump, he emptied everything into her body in spurt after spurt of ecstasy.

As they clung onto each other, riding the waves of desire, Blake could feel himself dissolving into nothingness as he lost his control over his physical manifestation.

And suddenly, Blake saw a flash of light in front of his eyes.

«Assignment: Retrieve the Flower of Dai Tien. COMPLETED!!!»

He was still trying to recover from the shock of being able to make love to Jasmine and suddenly, he was presented with a completed assignment???

«Congratulations. You have attained OVERLORD Level 1.»

"Oh my stars, I just reached Overlord level." He murmured. This was not something Blake would have expected, especially since he had seen how an Overlord wielded power.

Blake certainly could not do all the things that Anh Hai did, and the man was an Overlord.

"Jasmine." He called out to her.

She did not respond.

"Jazzie, Babe." He whispered and had to laugh. She had fallen asleep immediately after their lovemaking.

Blake pulled the covers over her shoulders and lay beside her, reveling in her deep even breathing.

If he could stop the world and exist in one moment for eternity, it would be this very moment, while the crickets were chirping under the moonlit night and Jasmine was breathing quietly as she lay by his side.

His beautiful Flower of Dai Tien.

He still could not believe that Jasmine was the Flower of Dai Tien that he was supposed to retrieve.

For the life of him, he could never have figured that one out. How could the Demon System expect him to know what to do to retrieve the flower?

If it hadn't been for the both of them, stumbling and falling into love in the most natural way, it would have been an assignment that would have gone into indefinite limbo.

He would have never figured out that the assignment required him to make love to Jasmine.

What was more puzzling was that the assignment was very specific.

He knew that Anh Hai was also an Overlord. Did that mean Anh Hai had also received an assignment to 'retrieve the Flower of Dai Tien'?

No.

It couldn't have been since Jasmine had never met him before the moment she was kidnapped by him.

This meant Blake was the only one who was destined to be her lover. There was no other reason that made sense.

It was also the same reason why the Spirit Skull was also a singular incident. There was no way that it was an assignment in which every single person who received the Demon System could possibly receive.

The man only had one head to chop off.