Me And Centaurs. 3 (R-18)

"Ouhhhh," Doco stifled a moan as I tugged at her nipples, rubbing my neck sensually against hers. "What is this feeling?" she muttered, leaning in to reciprocate the neck rub by brushing against my ear.

"Spit on your tits," I ordered, bouncing them up and down, preparing them for a lubricant. Doco simply replied with an 'okay' and coughed up enough saliva before expectorating it all over her breasts. "Nice," I said, humping closer on her horse body and spreading the saliva across her firm breasts, ensuring they were slick and wet.

"I have felt anguish, pain, anger," she gasped between exasperating breaths as I squeezed her now glossy boobs. "Never have I felt something... something like this. What is this Manifestation?"

"This is not a Manifestation. This is pure talent," I whispered in her ear, trying my best to kiss behind it despite my mask. I began to squeeze more fiercely than before, urging her to wet her breasts in intervals. I couldn't help myself—I wanted to kiss this hot centaur, to taste her full, expressive lips.

Taking a risk, I retracted the mouth part of my mask and pulled her head close with one hand while the other continued to grapple her slimy, reflective tits with their hard nipples. She, too, gripped my head in ecstasy, accepting the kiss with eyes closed, moaning into my mouth. "I~love this," she moaned.

I explored her tongue, sucking up every drop of saliva and exchanging fluids. Her breasts felt so warm against the chilliness of the landscape, and even her mouth was warmer and sloppier. I had become fully hard.

Quickly, I restored my mask as soon as I broke the kiss she was reluctant to end. She looked into my visors with those innocent, sensual eyes, her breath shuddering. "Do my sisters know about this feeling? Surely, they can't and won't tell me about it."

I smiled behind my mask, stroking her beautiful white hair. "No, just you. It seems I've corrupted your mind with a sexual drive. I believe you warriors are raised not to engage in such things."

"Really?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity. "How deep does this drive go? Is it limited to the exchange of our lips and your fondling of my pride?"

I chuckled, letting my breath trail along her neck, drawing out a soft moan from her. "I can put my cock in your mouth or suck on your nipples, whatever I feel like. The options are numerous."

"And will I feel what I'm feeling now with your cock in my mouth? Will I feel this unreal ecstasy?" she asked.

"Nahh, with a blowjob, I'll be the one in heaven. You'll feel like a slut, which is also a good feeling," I replied, cupping her cheeks with my hands.

She stared at me with wide, infantile eyes, her pupils dancing before settling into a determined gaze. "I want to feel like a slut—preferably, your slut. I want to feel this feeling more often," she said, her lips pouting from the way my fingers pressed against her cheeks.

"You will, Doco," I replied with a chuckle, releasing her face and hopping off her back onto the snow. My dick throbbed viciously beneath the Crimson Knight, but I decided it would be best to hold my urges and face this dragon with a clear head, though the centaur seemed more than willing to give her half-horse body to me.

"So, how do I get to this dragon, and how do I tame it?" I asked, edging closer to the top of the mountain cliff.

Doco reluctantly whistled for the army to move forward. "I am incapable of taming a beast, nor have I witnessed such a rare event. We will go through it together," she said, then glanced up at the other centaurs. "Let's move, sisters. We pinpoint the Darths within this hour."

We began our descent down the snow-covered path, with Doco and me leading the way. The snow crunched under their hooves and my boots, while Claw's caw echoed through the dark atmosphere, adding an eerie note to the journey. As we made our way to an open expanse of ice, the terrain spread vast and empty, leading toward a massive, dark cave that seemed to promise the presence of a Beast.

I took a step forward, feeling a strange sensation as my Crimson Knight boots crumbled the ice beneath me. 'Such Mana!' I exclaimed inwardly as the most powerful surge of energy I had ever felt since becoming a character in the Paradox coursed through me. It felt like the epitome of Mana, as if this was the highest concentration a being could ever wield. 'Maybe Mana originated from these beasts after all,' I thought, glancing back to see that the sound of hooves crunching the snow had ceased.

Doco and her Taurian army couldn't move further from the spot where I first felt the surge of Mana. It seemed as though an invisible barrier was preventing them from advancing. "Is there a problem?" I asked, spreading my hands apart.

"It seems we aren't high enough Mana Keepers to advance any further. There's a border here, one I can't see," Doco replied, placing her hands against the air as if testing the invisible boundary. She gave Acarr-nah an I-told-you glance, which could only mean she was silently acknowledging that I was indeed a very high Mana Keeper.

"That's unfortunate," I replied, just as my senses twitched with the sudden telepathic connection from my companion. I glanced to the right, where a blue energy, similar to a portal, began emerging. 'That's a Dungeon rift, isn't it?' I thought to myself, gesturing toward it to alert the centaurs.

"Woe is me!" Doco exclaimed, her eyes narrowing as she gripped her staff tightly, the tip crackling with Essence energy. "Sisters! We have a fight before us."

'Indeed,' I added silently, watching as monstrous creatures began creeping out of the rift. For a rift to appear in such a vast and uninhabitable place as these icy plains, it meant there were likely many more—probably in the outskirts, the Square, and even within the gaming maps—disrupting my game's gameplay! I frowned.

I watched as the centaurs turned and charged towards the emerging creatures. I began to contemplate whether they could handle the rift and its spawn. 'This must be a Level 1 Dungeon emergence. Surely, they can manage these creatures and the Boss that will follow.'

For the first time since I arrived in the Paradox, my body shuddered in fear at the sound of a monstrous roar that came from behind me.