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Hey eyes dropped and Alec saw red spread across her face. He had lied a little bit to her.

It wasn't just that Sehocha had left him in a state of arousal. The fight also contributed

to it.

"Aren't you worried about being so vulnerable," she asked.

"Not really. If you try anything heinous, I won't kill you, but you won't like how I leave

you alive."

Her gaze shifted back up to him.

"You're not bad looking for a human. Okay. But can you heal me first? If this is to

happen, I'd really like to enjoy it."

Alec considered her request. There wasn't really harm in healing her. If she took off as

soon as he did, there wasn't a great loss. He would be frustrated about seeing her fly

off, but then, what did it matter. Fishing through his pack, he found a small red potion

and handed it to her.

"Tastes terrible, but it will work."

Alec knew it would too. The alchemist in the guild was especially talented. She took the

potion and popped the cork out before downing the concoction. He watched as the nasty

bruise on her side disappeared.

"Man, that feels much better," she said. "Now hoe do we do this?"

Ale reached down and picked up the lithe bird. She was light and he noted much lighter

than he expected. It was no wonder to him how a single blow of his fist could kill one of

them.

"I'm Ser Alec," he said.

"Riva," she said.

Alec walked her over to the a place where there was a siazble rock. He put her down on it

and was pleased to see that its height would allow him easy access to her.

"Spread yourself," he told her. She obeyed and he took off his gauntlets, letting them

fall to the ground. Then he undid his trousers and pulled his cock out.

"Oh my, that is huge," Riva commented. "That isn't going to fit."

Alec laughed. Like she had a choice in the matter. Reaching out, he ran hins fingers

through her sex. He was surprised to find she was wet and willing. With a shrug, he

positioned himself and ran his his member up and down her crevice, lubing himself up as

she moaned.

"It might be huge, but now I really want it," she sighed. Needing no more encouragement,

he began trying to enter her.

"Fuck you're tight," he said. He gash barely spread and it protested as it did. More than

once he spit on himself trying to lube her for easier access. Then as if giving up

suddenly, he cock began to sink into her.

"Damn human, stop it hurts."

Alec didn't though. She wanted her life, a bargain had been struck to keep it. He reached

down and grabbed her waist before pulling her down his shaft as he pushed forward. He

grunted in pleasure when he finally sank all the way in.

"Take a moment and get used to it," he said. Alec may have goaded her into the sex, but he

didn't want to be heartless to her. Besides, if she screamed in pain instead of moaning,

there wasn't going to be much enjoyment in this for him. After a few moments he asked if

she was ready.

"You're really going to fuck me aren't you?"

"Change your mind?"

"Not a chance. Fuck me human with your defiling rod."

Not needing to be told twice, Alec began in earnest.

"Oh shit," Riva cried out. Her wings flapped out in earnest and he rammed her. He

especially liked how her tits bounced with his rhythm of thrusting. They were big enough

tow swing and almost hit her in the face.

"How does a harpy fly with such huge tits?" he growled between thrusts.

"How does a human have such a big cock?"

Neither answered the question posed. Mostly because Riva began crying out and saying even

nastier thing than before.

"That's right human, fuck me. Harder. Dammit who taught you to thrust. Slam it into me."

Alec was working himself up to a sweat. Her words kept challenging him and so he did all

the way up until his orgasm boiled out of his balls taking them both by surprise as her

emptied himself into her. When he was finished, he pulled out of her and looked at the

thick cum leaking out of her.

"Like what you see?"

"Yeah," he said, trying to clear his head of the relaxing fog hanging over it.

"Here's a token. Call me when ever you want. I'll head the call. To pay for it, taking a

glove."

Before he could react, she leaped up reached of the rock with a talon and grabbed a glove and took off. He watched as she sailed away and cum leaking out of her.

"Fuck," he said, feeling foolish for letting that happen. At least he got relief. Closing his pants up, he fixed his gear and was happy to see she took his shield arm gauntlet. Last was his shield and sword. The latter was snapped in half.

"What the hell?" he said angrily to himself.

Ready to go, he walked over to the set of doors. Each door had a huge brass ring. He

lifted one and let it slam on the door. It opened.

"Bout damn time," a female voice greeted him.

Alec jumped back and held out his broken sword. Out of the entrance scuttled an archne on

long black legs. The female monster was stacked and naked, giving him another eye full of

a bountiful bosom. She had red hair and an extremely light skin complexion. Her spider

half was black and laced with red lines.

"You must be Ser Alec," she said. "You look pathetic with a broken sword knight."

"All I got and enough for now."

He head cocked to the side and six red eyes stared at him.

"You're safe human. Sehocha sent me."

Alec let the blade fall to the ground.

"Feel safe now?"

"I'm human. I hunt monsters. This is all kind of new for me."

"Come Knight, we still have a bit to go," she said turning away from him. He followed her

into the darkness. 

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EARTH

The room was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional flicker of the phone screen in my hand. I sat cross-legged on the bed, the wooden ring resting on the nightstand, its runes glowing faintly in the dim light. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each one darker than the last. Merlin's voice still echoed in my head, his ancient words a constant reminder of the chains I now wore.

"You are my servant, and you will help rebuild my power."

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. There was no escaping it. The ring had become a part of me, its power coursing through my veins like a drug. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. And honestly, I wasn't sure I wanted to anymore. The thrill, the control, the sheer power—it was intoxicating. But it came at a cost, one I was only beginning to understand.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at the screen. It was the webnovel app I'd been using to pass the time. The cover of Hidden Myth stared back at me: a modern fantasy epic where mythical creatures lived in secret, hidden from the eyes of modern society. The dragon girl on the cover was breathtaking. Her brown skin glowed under the soft light, her scales shimmering like molten gold along her arm, with veins of fire running through them like rivers of lava. Her wings, massive and leathery, stretched out behind her, casting a shadow over the alley. She wore a flowing silk gown that clung to her figure, its fabric rippling as if caught in an invisible breeze. Behind her, in the background, loomed her full dragon form—a towering, serpentine creature with eyes like burning coals and scales that gleamed like polished obsidian.

She was a leader, a pillar of her hidden society, a being of pure power and authority. And here I was, a puppet to a wizard's whims.

But then an idea struck me. If the ring could make fantasies real, why not this fantasy? Why not explore its limits, push its boundaries, and see just how far it could go? After all, if I was damned anyway, I might as well make the most of it.

I opened the app and scrolled to the novel's description. The story was set in a sprawling metropolis where dragons, harpies, and other mythical beings lived in the shadows, their existence hidden from the human world. I tapped on the cover, letting the image fill the screen. The dragon girl's eyes seemed to pierce through me, her gaze fierce and commanding. I felt a strange pull, a connection I couldn't quite explain.

With a deep breath, I reached for the ring. It felt warm in my hand, almost alive, as if it knew what I was about to do. I slipped it onto my penis, the runes flaring to life with a soft, golden glow. Closing my eyes, I focused on the image of the dragon girl, letting her fill my mind. Her strength, her beauty, her unyielding spirit—I could almost feel her presence, as if she were standing right in front of me.