03 Atavism of the Ifrit Page 56

  Souls caught the soulless completely off guard.

  “Villiken, send my women home immediately. They need to assimilate to having a soul. It will take a few orgasms to get them back to normal.” The Elf did as bidden. “I know I was considerably calmer after my angel and I became one.

  “Darlin’, hurry up. I’m horny again now that my soul recognizes theirs. I still taste them on my lips and its harder than when we reunited after your death.”

  Seven queens returned to their bedchambers making frantic love.

  Ethan noticed how her nipples peeked through the thin dress covering her. Deciding quickly he said “Panther, do you, Sacnite, Xochitl, Nelli, Nenetl, Patli and Teicuih want to do like we just did?”

  The top brass of Balam looked to each other. Finally Patli said “There would be no difference to how we will belong together tomorrow than yesterday.” It was decided and the seven of them gained new strength and souls. Ethan immediately dismissed them till they assimilated to their power. Unlike his queens, they didn’t get stronger for some reason, but they seemed full. Probably feeding off Ethan every day for months. Souls didn’t actually enhance one’s power. It simply brought a person’s potential to its current limit.

  It was proven in Kyoko’s guard and their mate they called in.

  Working on the guard Ethan heard Kanade’s inner reflection as she sat and let Fluffy lay his thick head on her lap and get scratched. I feel them. They are truly mine now… more than their bond’s spells brought us together. They are my soul mates in every sense now… I can’t believe how good their minds feel now. It ain’t unsettlin’ anymore. But why are they all as strong as me now when Panther and the others stay the same… could it be my angel’s soul that did it? He did say we have similar…

  “I think you’re onto something.” He dropped in privately. “It was my power that first brought your physical changes on. Add to it the Demon Energy I already had as an Ifrit, the highest breed ever to evolve here in this realm, and my soul able to make more energy than any spiritual being and it makes sense. If yours and my soul is the same it makes sense that bestowing Kyoko and the others with souls like our own supercharged theirs.”

  Kanade looked up from her Hellhound’s hot head to stare at him. “Logical conclusion. I’m going to put up those wards I plucked from Armid’s head so he’ll never be able to come in… then I’m goin’ to go help our wives get used to havin’ a soul. It caught them all off guard… me too. At least Panther and his women had strength enough to run to their room before the need took over.”

  “Take care of them. I’ve got a feeling I’ll be at this for awhile. At least they all have my semen in their wombs. It’ll help them recover faster.”

  Kanade stood up and her fist went lavender as she imbued the entire palace to block Armid from ever gaining access to the palace as he did. She also was in awe at how effortless it was to do so she added more and more dual combination spells that Ethan could not. He’d spelled the palace as much as he could, but Kanade closed many gaps her enhanced power located. Fears diminished as her senses told Armid was far beneath her now as were nearly everyone. Only her man had power above her own and even that was hardly a significant difference.

  If he and her had thrown a rock it would land just yards apart hundreds of galaxies away. They were finally a proper match. Her other wives would all find they were all in the same league now.

  Kanade’s curses now even imbued permanent privacy in their bedroom and in the king’s court in which they currently stood so that names no longer drew the awareness of other Transcendent beings.

  Dallare, Villiken and Amandale held hands eagerly with Ethan spelling them as Kanade finished working to say “Fluffy, heel!” The Hellhound barked and pounced to her side and walked beside her faithfully. “Darlin’, I’m goin’ now.”

  “Don’t have too much fun.”

  “No promises. I’m goin’ to find out if there is a difference fuckin’ them now that they got a soul.” She sashayed away.

  “Boyo, can you give me Demon Energy too?”

  This stopped both winged royalty and the remaining Balam rushing and filling the king’s chamber to gain a soul of their own. Mentally Ethan contacted the Witch. “I Don’t know it would be a good idea, Kira.”

  “Why, Boyo?”

  “For starters you risked dying doing that potion you split with the others. Also I haven’t forgotten you’re pregnant. What would happen to your babies if your soul fractured?” Kira’s hands went to her taut lower belly with a mother’s worry. “For all I know the strain already on your soul from forced Transcending would crack the fragile shell that keeps you whole. I don’t get the overwhelming confidence it’ll work like I do for everyone else.”

  “I don’t want to lose my babies.” Kira thought quickly. “Boyo, what if I do tests? If I can have another of Kanade’s feathers and your blood and give a pregnant mouse one one thousandth of your power then give it Demon Energy… do you think…?”

  “Darlin’, let her try. Gaia’s orgasm just cooled and she’s thinkin’ again and just told me Xandril will make an appearance tomorrow. We need all the power we can muster. She’s plannin’ on war no matter what happens.”

  “Alright. Kira, you have two weeks to finish the potion and prove becoming half demon won’t hurt you or my nieces that will make Baldr’s life miserable. Get the potion started and I’ll stop by your castle to donate my blood. Also make sure to test on other animals to make sure Blake and the rest of you won’t fracture your souls. I can’t tell if your soul output can take anymore strain.”

  Kira curtsied. “Thank you, Boyo.”

  Together Kanade, Kira and Fluffy walked through the ranks of Balam parting for their queen. Before parting Kanade hid a painful wince as Kira plucked one of her feathers to begin potions making. Kanade though flew home and went pie diving into all her happy new soul mates.

  Ethan spent the rest of the day gifting souls to the soulless. Four hours after the soul was given to Panther, he assimilated to it and was back at Ethan’s side as he worked tirelessly.

  Chapter 17

  “Yes. Yes. Fuck me harder. Harder!” Ivonniq screamed as she was wrapped around Ethan getting slammed. She quivered from tail to crown as his cock mixed her insides and sunk her fangs into his shoulder to muffle her screams and taste him again. He roared in release and she feel his cock pulsing and filling her to the brim.

  “Ya’ll done yet?” Kanade called out. “Breakfast is ready and we need to get goin’ before the evil bitch shows her mug and I can eventually kill her.”

  “The future isn’t written in stone, Love. How many times does our husband have to prove that.” Gaia said as she kissed her cheek and sat down at the kitchen table to sip on a cup of hot coffee.

  “Having a soul is so wonderful.” Benilliminia said as she stabbed a slice of ham-like meat glazed in honey. “I don’t need to feed anymore and soul’s don’t smell delicious. Now I don’t hate myself eating you out and be hungry wanting to eat your soul too.”

  “I like how that electric sensation is so intense.” Kyoko hummed, sitting on Sarimee’s lap.

  Ivonniq mewled as he pulled out and scooped her in his big, strong arms to carry her over to eat with everyone.

  “What I can’t believe is it was Armid who made it all possible.” Wistfully said Benilliminia. “And Kanade’s talent to sneak in to someone’s mind without arousing suspicion.”

  “Good always wins. Many die for it, but evil never succeeds. Not entirely. Heartbreak fuels the need for justice and discovery.”

  “Very poetic, Kanade.” Said Ivonniq.

  “Sadly I didn’t come up with it. Floa did.”

  Conversations bounced around, but it seemed to come back to Gaia’s vision on what was coming. Kanade though spooned out the remaining eggs onto her plate, walked around, grabbed Ethan’s enormous cock and sat on it with a moan to start eating. Filling both mouths with their favorite foods. Flajeen was washing the dishes when she
couldn’t let it go to hiss “That eggbreaker sure has gall.”

  “She’ll never change.” Gaia said with a sigh. “We all, except for our youngest lovers, know her capabilities. We’ve all been scorned, but something in Xandril is broken. She’s been stagnant, never progressing. She’s only grown more cruel and worthless since Zagan kicked her ass out of his bed.”

  “She has to die.” Kyoko said hotly. “She killed my mother the moment when her spies found I was Ethan’s wife. She felt it was a betrayal.” This quieted breakfast. It happened two months ago and Kyoko was devastated to hear how her own mother’s head was sent with no note. Zagan didn’t let her see it, but that was the worst day so far together.

  “She will die, Sweetheart.” Kanade reached over and wove her fingers together, still not leaving her favorite seat. “I’ll make sure of it. If Gaia’s vision comes true she’ll cross the last line in her life.”

  Touched, Kyoko gave a grateful kiss.

  “Enough, pondering. We need to get down to the great hall soon for Zagan’s eulogy. If she shows up we’ll deal with it then.” Catnis said while hanging upside down on one of her webs.

  “Who wants to wash my back?” Sarimee asked after Kyoko stood up.

  “I do!” Ethan raised his hand.

  “Nuh-uh!” Flajeen waved her clawed finger. “Every time you stand behind us naked your cock seems to find itself buried deep in our pussies. That or your tail.”

  “It’s not like we don’t enjoy it.” Kanade laughed as she gyrated her hips up and down meaningfully.

  The morbid air dissipated as he burst into flame and they all laughed.

  Waiting outside the sapphire line were the Seer Monks waiting with news. It was clear their sight wasn’t clear since they didn’t know a thing about his ability to enhance those worthy, but they too were forced to warn of Xandril’s coming. As he listened to them talk simultaneously he saw everyone with a new soul had adapted wonderfully. Outwardly there was no change, but he felt many less feeding off him, especially since every Balam and palace guard now had a soul and Spirit Energy.

  The team, except for a busy Kira, came out to greet everyone in armor. Nell winked at Kanade and told her how beautiful the black dress was since everyone of the queens were dressed similar for the viewing farce that had to keep pretenses so Zagan’s real fate remained secret.

  Villiken transported everyone to the heart of the diamond palace where two Earths could fit comfortably inside the space. Billions of creatures quickly settled down as soon as Ethan’s and the queens auras pressed down upon them. Villiken though hid just how proud he was Translocating over a hundred godly people without feeling remotely exhausted and in need to feed. His new souls instantly replenished that which was used.

  Vilorogue moved to the other side of the dais where the lavish coffin stood for all to see. A single video camera was recording it all and transmitting everything to every massive flat screen T.V. so nothing was missed for those in the furthest regions. A film crew of Goblins with clean, brushed fur captured it all.

  Ethan nodded to the Dragon general who also received a soul as all the queens took a seat off to the side with their queens guard surrounding them. He walked forward to the dais and didn’t tap the microphone to see if it worked. His deep baritone mildly echoed through other speakers further away.

  “We gather here today to pay honor to the greatest and most respected demon ever to live. Many of you knew Zagan for eons, while I’ve had the pleasure of knowing my ancestor for a few short months. Each one of you out there had been touched in some way by my father. Good and bad. Though my time with him was short, he made an impression that will stay with me for eternity. As the last Ifrit, I will do all I can to serve you, my people, with the same dedication he showed. We don’t have time for everyone to speak, but I’ve chosen his closest minions to share a story of Zagan as demons traditionally do so as to never be forgotten. General Vilorogue…”

  The black Dragon shook the ground as he took Ethan’s place to tell a story of bloodshed that had many salivating at the vivid imagery.

  He wasn’t alone. Five other close friends of the late king each took a turn honoring a friend.

  As the last finished and leapt down off the stage, into his seat, Ethan took his place to finish the broadcast. “Zagan, you will be missed, but you didn’t die in vain.” Ethn’s eyes scanned across in preparation. “Yo…”

  “Of course he died in vain.” Interrupted a smooth woman’s voice.

  The crowd gasped as Ethan turned around, but not surprised as he would have if not for two separate sources saying similar things.

  Standing over the coffin was a pail haired woman with hair so long it dragged across the floor for several yards. She was easily nineteen feet tall and had many jewels on her person. A fine royal blue dress covered her voluptuous body that even make Kyoko’s pale in comparison. Her features were soft and strikingly attractive. Around the curve of her neck were Ifrit mating scars centuries old, but still present even after so long. Blue-green snowflake eyes looked down upon the coffin and a delicate hand went to reach and touch the surface, but a cushion of air seemed to prevent it. It was clear this Yuki-onna was ancient beyond standard measure if not by height, then by the air of supremacy cloaking her. The way the woman looked at the covered shape not with anything other than indifference.

  It pissed Ethan off, but his soul mates mental serenity cooled him down. How one could be together for billions of years and not show a lick of sadness rubbed him the wrong way.

  Strangely she gave off no aura or smell. Ethan then noticed the near unnoticeable flaw in the illusion to realize she wasn’t there.

  He held up a hand which effectively halted the guards and told them without speaking he was ready. “Xandril I presume?”

  The queen of Ice stepped away from the coffin and drew herself up without revealing any outward insight into what she may be thinking. “I am Queen Xandril, Silver King. I came to pay respect to my late lover.”

  Kanade and the other queens stood and she spoke in Blood Speak with as much indifference she could too muster “Strange. My father-in-law gave us the feelin’ you were never lovers. Just a cum-dumpster.”

  The ice woman’s thin white eyebrow gave the faintest of ticks. “And who might you be, Child?”

  Kanade smiled sweetly though he stomach churned and she wanted to kill the woman already on sheer principal. Kanade never believed in judging a person on first appearances, but this broad had her hackles rising. “I am Queen Kanade Volorum of the fire nation.” She talked and didn’t curtsy or anything.

  “A false queen then. The lot of you.” Xandril especially eyed Kyoko ho didn’t so much as blink.

  Kanade didn’t take the bait. “Perhaps we can discuss royal lineage another time. You’ve interrupted my king’s speech to his ancestor. Since you are not truly here, please do us all a favor and leave.”

  “He’s dead so I do not see how it should matter. What makes his corpse any different than the countless lesser creatures we eat? There is none except he died pining over some long dead filth that I’d not allow to rinse my chamber pot.”

  “Eew. You use a chamber pot? That is just unsanitary and gross. Are you so backwater that you don’t know what a toilet is.”

  “I do not bother with useless devices. I came here for other reasons.”

  “Our nation is listening. Go ahead.” Kanade gestured to the camera.

  Apparently Xandril didn’t understand, but said nothing about it. “With the Fire King dead, I come to reclaim my place as First Mistress. Step down to Second and be aware of your place.”

  This is what Gaia warned that had Kanade itching to rip the broad’s heart out with a dull, rusty butter knife. It was told hours prior and usually Kanade got over issues instantly due to the ability to sort out multiple complex emotions and be accepting of the issue. But this had her ready to rip the harlot’s head off for hours. Only the touch of her mates’ mind controlled her rage. She had never tr
uly hated anyone more than Xandril. It was Xandril who was the cause of much of Kanade’s misery. It was the one thing she could not forgive.

  The anger though didn’t show as she laughed mockingly along with the other seven queens. “Really? You really just told me to be aware of my place? Now see here bitch, you’ll never have my angel. Never. You sent your finest general and he didn’t break like your pets. Zandri failed not once, but twice to bring him to you.” Xandril blinked placidly as if Kanade was a yapping puppy she wanted to kick. “Furthermore you ain’t gettin’ what you want. You ain’t gonna have my king’s baby. If you hadn’t had one in ten billions years of spreadin’ your legs you must not be fit to have kids. Now that I see you, I finally see where that stank in my bedchambers come from.

  “You insolent little…” the slight narrowing of the Queen if Ice’s eyes is all the warning received as a tremendous mind went to crush Kanade beneath it.

  But Kanade crossed her arms and thought to her family “I got this!” and they backed off to let her do her thing.

  “That the best you got, Bitch?” Kanade yelled and imagined grabbing all Xandril’s hostile thoughts into a fist, as if each strand was the woman’s long hair, that would have killed her two days ago and wrestled for control. The extra Demon Energy gave the advantage needed and Xandril’s eyes through the illusion were both terrified and enraged. No longer was she smugly superior, she just realized an important fact. “Got that right. I’m stronger than you and you can’t do shit about it. For that serious attack on my person…” Kanade remembered Kyoko’s first day’s lesson back on the island where she learned the do and do not’s of mistress etiquette. Kyoko had said a king’s First Mistress bows to no one except under two condition. And Kanade certainly wasn’t standing in another royal’s domain. She was on her own.