427: Counting on Me

427: Counting on Me

“AH!! Goddess!” Chris called out to Beatrice and reached out with a trembling hand from when he saw her walk out of the adjacent room, followed by Ember, then Samantha. Unlike Beatrice and Ember, who changed into different armor, Samantha was still in her natural state—naked and not batting an eye about it.

Chris raised his trembling arm, reaching weakly in the direction of the Cock Gifter from under another naked man that laid passed out on top of him, ass to the ceiling. Beatrice barely acknowledged the pile of four naked men on the four, throwing a glance at them as she approached them on her way out of Samantha’s shop.

Beatrice then stopped just out of Chris’ reach and said, “I’ll be back soon. Protect this place with your lives! When I return we’ll take Olivia away from here.”

As much as Beatrice did not want to delay taking care of Olivia’s situation, she had to find out where Tabitha was before the situation in the city got any worse.

Gathering what little strength he had, Chris pushed up from the floor and slowly rose to his feet, throwing off Jeremy’s naked ass of his back.

“We have to help the others!” Chris suddenly and passionately pleaded. “Bob, Michael, Zack… If there’s even a chance that they’re alive…”

“Oh? Talk about post-nut clarity,” Beatrice was a little surprised. She expected more pleas or demands for cocks and pussies. “But rest assured, if even one of them is indeed alive, I will find and free them, no matter who stands in our way! It will be a long day. Get as much rest as you can.”

“Can’t they make some fun memories instead?” Samantha suggested. “Before you take them on a suicide mission, that is. Otherwise, I’ll have a request for you to contact some of my buddies that are running late for some reason.”

“Yeah, why not,” Beatrice responded quickly.

“Huh? What?” was all Chris managed to say, still processing what suggestion Beatrice just agreed to when Beatrice already knelt beside him.

A euphoric sight for any man to see a hot chick kneeling at his feet, even though Beatrice’s body was angled away from his groin (not a surprise, since nothing was there to entice a woman). But Chris’ thoughts were constantly one step behind and by the time he caught on, Beatrice already touched him on the thigh and Jeremy on the hip. A second later, Chris felt a familiar magical warmth seeping through Beatrice’s hand and spreading up his thigh to that sacred, scarred place.

Beatrice did not care much one way or the other how Chris would spend his “resting” time. But she did not want to waste even a minute searching for Samantha’s fuck friends, so the choice of casting [Dick Growing (+2)] on the two nearest targets was a no-brainer.

“Enjoy!” Beatrice said as she rose up and threw a quick glance at Chris who tried to contain his excitement mixed with guilt at the prospect of another round of fucking just when he had started to think of something other than sex.

… Yes, you’re going to have sex while your friends are most likely tortured, even if they are alive, Beatrice guessed the source of Chris’ guilt. She turned to Chris, placed her hand on his shoulder, looked him right in the eyes and said, “Don’t you dare to hold back! Until I return, it is your duty to repay our host for her generosity and hospitality with the prowess of your cock! Fuck her silly until she can’t walk or think straight! Anything else will be an insult to both her and me for entrusting you with this important task! Is that understood!?”

“Absolutely! You can count on me!” Chris promised and beat his fist against his chest.

“I’m grateful to have someone as reliable as you,” Beatrice added, not disclosing how sincere that last statement was, and let go of Chris’ shoulder after she had cast [Arousing Touch] for good measure to secure Chris’ performance.

“Oh, and make use Jeremy too,” Beatrice added as she turned the sleeping man over by using her leg, revealing a hard-on that sprung straight up even with Jeremy still out cold. “You may have noticed that Samantha’s appetite is not easily satisfied.”

“Absolutely!” Chris wasted no time in shaking Jeremy out of slumber. “Come on man! They’re counting on us!”

“H-huh? ‘They’?” Jeremy mumbled, struggling to even open his sleepy eyes. “Who? What?”

“Beatrice! Get up! We have a job to do!” Chris shook Jeremy again.

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Chris pointed right at Jeremy’s hard cock.

“Oh!”

By that point Beatrice and Ember had already left Samantha’s shop.