Hours passed and with dutiful spectators in the Ember and Carleine, Zayda was brought to her first concurrent set of multiple orgasms. Evian's rod never truly left her snatch and her inner muscles never showed any real desire to let him go.
At the Sixth Order and with the level of intense training she had received from the Martial Temple, Zayda Vi'thar possessed superhuman stamina but all that was rendered void in Evian's hands. She became spent and was laid gently to rest on a sofa in the room so she could sleep it off, wake up, and hopefully be ready to go again. Evian looked forward to that.
Now, he stood, proud as ever with the sheen of perspiration being enough of a testament to what great work he had done, and faced the ladies he had been keeping waiting so far.
No words were needed...
A smile and the lack of a woman attached to Evian's hard pole was the only call the duo of Ember and Carleine needed to grab hold of him.
Evian welcomed them with an embrace to wrap them both in his hold, alternating kisses from Ember's lips to Carleine's. Having their bodies against his and soon their hands on his rod, stroking gently with Zayda's juices as enough lubrication to allow their palms to slide easily over the magnificent girth.
Shaking with their lack of release even with the show Evian had put on with Zayda, the ladies were impatient. Even more so than they were when they first entered this room tonight.
They forced Evian back to the bed and with an understanding already in place between the two, Carleine stepped aside to allow Ember to have her turn first. She decided to watch by the side and be satisfied with Evian's touch that never faltered because, as ever, his multitasking skill was at its height in this arousing sexual situation.
With the scent that permeated the room being the sort that had every inhabitant feeling heady and giddy with excitement, Ember straddled Evian's waist and positioned herself before getting her pussy to swallow Evian's rod in a single move.
"~Ahhhnnnnn~"
With Carleine watching her with jealousy, Ember threw her head back, reached behind with her hands to grab each of Evian's legs while she rocked her hips, gyrating to move the organ within her and set the stage of sorts for when she began to raise and drop herself for repeated thrusts.
*PAH*
*PAH*
*PAH*
Ember wasn't sure when it happened, maybe it was while she was gyrating or maybe it was right after she started the actual thrusts and her fleshy ass began to smack into Evian's lap, but there was something different about this session.
Ember's face was forced toward the ceiling and her entire psyche was swarmed by an Eldritch cold that pulled her into a realm beyond the physical.
At the same time Ember was experiencing this change, Evian lifted Carleine from where she was and balanced her moist pussy above his lips. This level of attention was something Carleine had decided not to exploit so Ember could have Evian -almost- completely to herself but she could not -and did not want to- resist Evian's urging.
She knelt with her legs on both sides of Evian's head and wasted no time lowering her snatch toward Evian's mouth so he could thrust in his tongue and start that delicious exploration that made the black-haired Knight delirious almost immediately.
It was then that Carleine experienced something similar to what Ember did.
- - -
Ember blinked when she found herself standing in a valley and she looked to the side to find that Carleine was also there with her.
"You're here too?" Ember asked.
Only now did Carleine realize she was not alone and she let out a startled gasp. Once she had calmed down from the slight shock, her mind reversed to wondering the same thing Ember was wondering,
"Where are we?"
The Avatar was a gaunt figure with sunken eyes that glowed with a lustful violet look. It was a representation of Evian's true Wraithic self and was an Avatar he could only manifest in this mental realm. He remembered his Assistant telling him this 'look' signified how powerful a Wraith was.
'The Gauntier, sickly, and hungrier a Wraith looks, the more powerful it is.' or something like that.
This was not a form Evian liked or wished to manifest. Call him vain but he saw no reason he had to look that way to show that he was powerful.
[You... Are Strange.]
'Oh, you're here.' Evian said.
[Those violet hues... I expected to see such considering how long I have known you and seen you act, but to think you really are a Wraith so steeped in Debauchery that it shows in the representation of your Avatar.]
'You say it like it's bad.'
[... It's unusual.
A Wraith should be driven by nothing more than a hunger for souls.
Where did it go wrong? I wonder.]
Evian realized his Assistant spoke more like an actual being than it had ever done and he found himself wondering exactly who or What it was.
'A matter for later,' he eventually decided before looking at the duo of Ember and Carleine.
He did not like the manifestation of his Avatar but he went ahead with it because it put more weight into the pronunciation to follow,
"I'm a Wraith."
Ember and Carleine gulped, both feeling the pressure coming off the Avatar even though Evian kept it to the minimum. Even then though, Evian kept it up because they needed to understand the significance of what he wanted to ask of them.
"As a Wraith, I am not bound by human limitations. I have a strict predatory contract that I obey in return for strength. The terms of the Contract are simple;
I kill and I eat the Souls of my victims.
By obeying this Contract, I have gotten stronger in months than many have in Years.
You two however are human. If I continue at my current pace, I will soon leave you behind. I don't want that, neither can I slow down because of you."
"So... What now?" Carleine asked boldly.
"I have a proposition," Evian said and stretched a hand toward the floating seals,
"Abandon your humanity and join me.
I will break away all bounds placed on you as humans and we will transcend the limits of this world...
... Together."