The First Great Game (A Litrpg/Harem Series)

Chapter 478: Like a sexy koala (NSFW)

Mason could hardly believe how much Lila could take. He was no stranger now to women enjoying themselves in the bedroom, but the girl seemed made for this. Her smile never left her face. After a solid hour of getting pounded in multiple positions, and definitely after several orgasms, she didn’t go slack or look totally overwhelmed.

But she was definitely wearing down. Mason was behind her now, buried and slapping into her, lost in his own pleasure. She came up and turned at the waist, looking at him with something between pure lust and disbelief. He just grinned and kissed her, groping her tits and playing with her nipples and piercings.

She watched his face as he built to another release, still smiling and pushing back to help get him off. When he finally came she dug her nails into his arms, eyes flickering like an addict getting a fix.

“What are you…doing to me,” she moaned in the afterglow, sweaty body pressed against him as he kept on groping.

“I have magic sex powers,” he said, completely serious, despite knowing it would sound like a joke. Lila laughed and tossed her long, black hair back over his shoulder.

“Mm. Yes you do.” She wiggled him inside her for awhile, and when he still didn’t go down her eyes popped open and she stared at him again. “Seriously? Did you take pills or something?”

“Or something.”

Mason pushed her to the furs. She turned over to her back, and for a moment he just admired the view. She was panting now, slowly turning red from slaps and possibly claws and bite-marks he only vaguely remembered. His seed was dripping down her already wet thighs.

“Ready to surrender yet?”

“Why would I?” she said, eyes drooping with exhaustion. “I’m barely even started.”

It was a bold faced lie, and they both grinned. Lila was fighting sleep, her body glowing with a sheen of sweat. Mason wasn’t even breathing hard. He lifted a water flask kept near the bed, and let her take a long drink, eyes roaming her as she swallowed.

“You like that, do you? Need my mouth to get started again?”

Mason snorted. “You just want to give your body a break.”

Lila laughed and crawled towards him on her knees, pressing herself against him for a soft, intimate kiss.

“This is exactly what I needed. You’re amazing.”

Mason took a breath and a ran a thumb across her lips. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. He had so many women in his life already he couldn’t possibly manage the emotional fallout. So far he was only coping by banging them senseless whenever there was a conflict, relying on Haley to do the rest.

It wasn’t a bad strategy. OK it was a pretty great strategy. But even magic fueled seduction and post-apocalyptic survival had its limits.

Didn’t it? Mason legitimately cared about these women, and wanted to give them what they needed. But he wasn’t sure he could. His intentions wouldn’t change the fact that they…needed things. Emotional things. Actual time and attention from him besides in the bedroom.

Lila was supposed to be a little fun, a ‘one night stand’. Not another emotional complication. But apparently Mason kind of sucked at emotionless sex. He still thought about the girl from the Neutral Zone and wondered if she was OK. He still had to go pick up Demi the mushroom girl.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” he said, kissing Lila’s neck and letting his erection slide up flat against her stomach.

“OK but seriously,” she said, curling a hand around it. “I thought you were joking. You really aren’t done?”

“We can sleep,” he said, not at all intending to actually sleep. “But no, I’m really not done.”

Lila took a steadying breath like a soldier going to war. She looked down at his hard-on and licked her lips.

“I’ve never met a dick I couldn’t keep down. I won’t be starting tonight.”

Mason kissed the top of her head, letting out a relaxed sigh as she started working him with her hands. A girl so brazenly promiscuous was definitely not his style, but Lila somehow made it work. It was an almost innocent kind of genuine lust, like a female version of whatever he’d become.

And, of course, she had absolutely no chance. But he was really looking forward to her trying.

**

Lila drained him once with her mouth and hands, looking up with a kind of ‘what the fuck?’ when she got a mouth full of Gaia enhanced seed. She swallowed it all and came up licking her lips like she was at a wine and cheese party.

“You taste like…malbec and Tim Tams. I swear to God.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Mason let out a breath and flopped down, finally content. At least for a moment.

“Oh really? Give us a kiss.”

Lila tried to get to his lips, but he easily held her back with one arm and a grin.

“Men,” she said, sitting up to take a big swig of the water flask. “Bunch of ungrateful hypocrites.”

“Ungrateful?” He pulled her down beside him for a cuddle, wrapping a fur around them in the cooling air. “I was thinking I’d buy you from Palacus and put you up like a princess in a tree city. How’s that for ungrateful?”

Lila smiled and hugged him, running her hands up and down his chest and stomach until she realized he was still mostly hard and pulled back like she’d seen a snake.

“I don’t know why that’s scary, but it is. I guess I got comfortable here. I’m not sure I can leave.”

“You don’t have to.” Mason tried not to feel any disappointment or concern. “But it’s an open invitation.”

“So you don’t care either way?” She raised an eyebrow and he felt some kind of feminine trap snap shut.

“My life is…complicated,” he said. “I already disappoint people I care about. I run around feasting with centaurs and promising to kill giant bears. Or getting lost in magic cities, or swallowed by giant worms. I’m not exactly a great boyfriend.” He winced. “Or husband.”

He’d kind of expected the ‘husband’ word to have a lot more impact. Lila just sighed and cuddled back into him, like she wasn’t surprised or didn’t care.

“Your life sounds wonderfully exciting. I’m kind of jealous.”

She sighed and turned in his arms, keeping her ass just away from him enough she wasn’t in immediate danger. As usual, Mason had no idea what to say. He supposed he’d evaded the trap but he didn’t really mean to.

“I want you to come,” he said.

“Oh I did. Several times.”

“I mean I know you’d be safe in Nassau,” he said, trying to be serious. “That’s it. You wouldn’t have to do anything. With me. I mean this can just be tonight.” He felt kind of stupid and shrugged, not that she could see. “I just wouldn’t have to worry about you if you were there.”

Lila looked over her shoulder and met his gaze.

“So you’d worry about me?”

“Christ.” He rolled his eyes. “Probably. Is that a problem?”

“No.” She pushed back against him, body molding into his arms. As she touched his growing manhood she gasped and wiggled as if trying to be sure. “What? Seriously?”

“Bad news,” Mason whispered. “You’re getting your first loss tonight.”

“It’s almost morning.” Lila grinned and kept wiggling. “If I make it to sunrise, I technically win.”

“I think that’s at least a draw.” Mason laughed, hovering himself closer and closer to Lila’s battered but still wet opening. He played with her using his tip, stiffening completely as she used him like a toy.

“You’re like…some kind of living fantasy man,” she moaned, touching herself as she slipped him inside and worked him deeper. He took her slow but hard, wanting suddenly to completely fill her as much as she could take. Every thrust had her moaning and pushing back to take him further, soon making little noises like she was holding her breath.

Lila wrapped one arm back around his head and dug in her nails, the other gripping a fur like she’d drown if she let go. He kissed (and OK probably bit) her neck and shoulder, driving in and staying buried in slow, intimate thrusts.

Lila finally started to get that slack, banged brainless look his girls usually had. If anything it turned him on more, and he lost track of whether or she was close or orgasming or just overwhelmed. When he finally built his own release, she’d stopped breathing long enough he almost stopped to check on her.

But she cried out then sucked in air as he came. His hand was on her clit, and he felt her wetness gush over him like a flood. When she finally seemed finished she was shaking like a leaf, but Mason fucked her straight through, filling her again as he watched her love every second.

Her eyes fluttered, the girl finally totally spent. He stayed where he was and let her sleep, running his hands through her dark hair and across the short-cropped half, admiring how beautiful and free she seemed.

“I’d like to live in a tree,” she mumbled a little while later, still half asleep. “Like a sexy Koala.”

Mason grinned and pulled her closer, his hands all over her. It took an act of will not to start back up again. But she’d definitely earned a rest.

For a little while he’d stopped thinking about centaurs or monstrous creatures or even Nassau. But now it all came rushing back.

It wasn’t just the post-apocalypse or his libido that were a problem either, because he actually cared about these women. His dick and his heart were like the world’s worst duo—whatever the opposite of Batman and Robin were. He didn’t need another woman, another complication.

But it seemed too late now. As he watched Lila curl up in a blissful sleep, her wetness still leaking against him and sending a bolt of electricity up his spine, he knew there was no way he was just forgetting her and leaving her here.

In the morning, he’d kill this cave bear and make Night Eyes happy. And then he’d go from polite to insistent until Lila belonged to him. He hoped Palacus was reasonable, and could be bargained with. He didn’t want to just take her and make an enemy of the tribe. Or kill them until they gave up.

But he knew, if it came to it, he would.