Aether Beasts

"What is that amazing smell?"

"Burritos," I replied to Zirani as she walked over with Sandra who had a slight bruise on her face. "Do I want to ask what happened?"

Sandra grumbled something which I couldn't make out, then she sighed. "I sped into a… a tree."

"She was testing a technique," Zikrani explained. 'She overshot the power. She'll get it next time."

"I have some cream if you want," Misty said and headed over when Sandra nodded. While she helped Sandra, Zirani walked over and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

In the past month, Zirani had benefited a lot from being able to relax more and take a backseat in our training. She still helped and provided us resources, but she left the rest up to us, and spent most of her time simply enjoying the peace of plains and simplicity of the plains, though she had also been trying to communicate with the lost queen who had been less and less talkative as of late. In fact, sometimes I could feel hints of depression coming through the bond. It seemed she was finally realizing that she wasnt going to be getting out anytime soon, if ever, and it had hit her hard.

Zirani was trying her best and had talked some with her, but the majority of the time, the lost queen just remained quiet or dormant. She didn't even bother shouting, cursing, or threatening me wherever I tried to talk to her. She just ignored me. Despite everything she had done, I couldn't help but feel slightly bad for her. I had a suspicion it was due to the fact she was bonded with me, and that was why because as much as I said it was her prison, it was in fact, a bond just like Zirani.

It was bad, not just because I couldn't use the ki, but also because at times it caused negative reactions in me if I had the bond open. It was like when Zirnai was in pain or discomfort. There was a part of me that immediately redacted, and despite my dislike and downright hatred for the slot queen, that part of me still reacted, even to her. We were bonded, for better and for worse, mostly worse in my opinion. I couldn't help but think of what I could be doing right now with a gravity core or a life core.

It wasn't that I hadn't grown, I certainly had in both martial and weapon skill, and the arcane, not to mention the growth of my physical body. The continuous baths had made me incredibly stone when it came to raw strength and durability, though Zirani said that was common for richer arcanists and that they used more methods like eating certain types of food or beast meat. The green court grew and sold many types of them. Their monopoly on arcane products, ingredients, and more, was very large.

"Alright, it's all done!" I called over to Misty and Sandra as I warped the last of the burritos in some paper.

As we dug into the amazing food, I focused on my cores. My nature core with Zirani was still at the iron stage in density and though it had improved somewhat, the changes weren't that big, and I wouldn't see much improvement until we crossed the scar. The other core was exactly the same as it had been since it had formed, though the white essence no longer moved and swirled erratically. It was still and calm, not with peace I knew, but with depression and a sad acceptance. The last was the storage core which was currently half-filled with solar aether. I had been testing out a long-range attack yesterday. Working with solar energy was difficult and dangerous, extremely so, but the benefits were clear and in the sparring matches with the others, whenever it came to raw power, they could not match my solar techniques.

"Speaking of sparring," Zirnai said, reading my thoughts. "I want to get involved in training tomorrow, just for the day."

"What do you have in mind?" Sandra asked warily.

Zirani smiled. "You three against me."

We glanced at one another before turning back to her.

"Are you sure?" Misty asked. "We're not as weak as before."

"Do you think you could take me?" Zirani said with a raised eyebrow.

"No," I said before Misty or Sandra could speak. "You two haven't sparred against her, and just because we're stronger doesn't mean we could, though I think we could last for longer than you think."

Zirani scrunched up the paper from her finished burrito as she leaned back. "Is that so. Well, I look forward to it, but don't think I'll go easy on you. No holding back."

After we were all finished, we headed to sleep, getting out regular few hours every week. It was very odd staying awake all day and night for six days of the week, but very beneficial as it allowed more time to train and do other things. I hadn't realized until then just how much time people wasted on sleeping, and just how much more efficient things could be, how much more efficient things probably were in Zirani lands.

Before I laid down, I moved away from the camp to dispose of the rubbish. As I was turning around to head back, I felt a warm body press up against my back, two frim mounds pushing into me. I had known she was approaching, what with the bond and my enhanced sense, but I'd let it happen. Why ruin the fun after all?

"No arguments from Sandra?" I asked.

"She was too tired," Misty replied, her fangs grazing my neck. "And Zirani is relaxing while she reads some of the books we got from the merchants. You know she hasn't read much old-world fantasy. Ever since she read lord of the rings, she has been dying for more."

"Well, when she's back home she'll probably be able to get whatever she wants," I replied as I quickly turned and met her lips with my own before she could stop me.

"I guess," Misty mumbled into my mouth before her tongue found mine, and began to swirl around each other in passion, trading our saliva back and forth. Her hand wrapped around me as my own trailed up her bare stomach towards her breasts contained within that bra.

"Take it off, before I rip it off," I growled to which she grinned before she reached back and undid the clasp. The piece of fabric fell down a few feet before she caught it and stored it in her spatial ring. Then she pulled off her jean shorts to reveal she wasnt wearing any underwear.

I wasn't fair behind her, and I quickly pulled off my shorts and t-shirt, before lowering my mouth to one of her perky nipples. She moaned and grasped the back of my head as I went to town on her beautiful breasts. Licking, sucking, and nibbling. I bathed them in attention.

"Yes, Aiden," she moaned. "Damn you know how to use that mouth."

I grinned against her chest before pulling back and wrapping my arms under her legs. She yelped as I lifted her up. "I'm good with my mouth but better with my tool."

Her response was cut off as the tip of my manhood brushed against her opening which was dripping with her wetness. I rubbed myself against her back and forth until she was shaking her head vigorously. "Aiden, don't tease me, put it in."

"What's the magic word?"

"Ple—Oh!"

Her word broke off into a loud moan as I pushed myself into her with full force, not stopping until all of me was buried deep into her. Her tight passage wrapped around me luxuriously, and I spent a few moments just basking in her warmth before I pulled out until just my tip was left.

"Fuck, Aiden."

Her voice was like music to my ears, and I savored the sound of her next moan as I pushed her down while I thurst up into her at the same time. I bounced her on top of me, up and down, fullying sheathing into her every time. She shook and moaned loudly, not caring if we were heard. Thank god I'd blocked my bond to Sandra. I didn't want to disturb her sleep accidentally since she would most likely feel the pleasure if our bond was open. That was why Misty was so out of control because due to our bond, our pleasure was basically doubled.

I held back for what must have been an hour as I brought her to orgasm after orgasm but soon after her fifth, I grit my teeth and pushed myself all the way into her before releasing and letting my seed fill her.

My release triggered another from her and she moaned and shook with a sixth orgasm, increasing my own pleasure in return. We both panted as I held her and she placed her head on my shoulder after we had both finished.

"Now, I think I'm ready for bed," she said with a relaxing sigh, her body like jelly in my hands

I chuckled. "Me too, me too."