The First Great Game (A Litrpg/Harem Series)

Mason, Haley and Naya were all squished together, making out on their knees, Demi still under a blanket beneath. Naya took his hand and started sucking on fingers, which got Haley following suit on the other. As if reading their minds under the blanket, Demi finally slipped his tip between her lips.

He moaned and just enjoyed the sensation of three mouths sucking body parts. But Haley took out his wet fingers and slid them over Naya’s toned stomach, down between her legs.

“I shaved her myself,” she said, that mischievous look in her eyes. “Such smooth skin, not a single mark or bump.”

Mason just about gasped as his fingers slid between the elven princesses soaked, puffy lips. He watched the swell of her hips, the way her ass instinctively pushed back as he fingered and explored. She was so tight and wet and amazing he just about forgot about the mouth sliding down half his shaft.

“It was a little embarrassing,” Naya admitted, biting her lip as he touched her. “But she was very…sure, and gentle.”

He leaned in and kissed her long ear, pulling Haley even closer.

“Tell her the truth now, Haley. You wanted to bury your face between those smooth, long legs while you shaved her, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” his wife said instantly, and Naya went red.

“Would you like her to, Naya?” he said, putting a hand down to Demi’s hair, using it to help push himself deeper down her throat as she made a muffled groan.

“If…if it pleases you, husband,” Naya said, sliding even more against his hand. He smiled because he could tell it turned her on. That she was lost in his lust and loving every second of it, even as she tried to hold back.

“Kiss her first,” he said, moving the hand from Demi’s head to between Haley’s legs, sliding the thong out of the way. His blonde beauty didn’t hesitate, leaning over to kiss the elven princess with open mouthed desire.

His wives kissed like lovers as he fingered them, and when they came up for air he let them suck each other’s juices off his fingers. He lay Naya back, helping Haley to bend over and get between her legs. She wiggled her amazing ass high in the air as she started licking, making little slurping noises as Naya whimpered and covered her face.

Demi was looking up at him with half lidded eyes, still stroking as she moved the blanket to see.

“God.” She popped him out of her mouth with a little sound. “I’m not even into girls. But I’m so wet. It’s like…I want them because you do. Just look at that ass.”

Haley chuckled lustily as she slurped. Mason grinned and pulled Demi up for a kiss, then slid down Haley’s thong to expose her tight, pink little holes.

“Show me,” he said, guiding Demi towards her. His newest wife looked surprised, but went face first into Haley’s ass. As she started licking, she sent little spasms through the French Canadian’s body.

Mason shivered with lust as he watched, then knee-walked over to Naya on the ground, laying his cock across her lips. She took it in greedily, looking up at him as he slowly thrust into her mouth.

“You’re all getting each other off tonight,” he said. “There’s not gonna be any more awkwardness. We do everything together, understand?”

All three girls mumbled with busy mouths, and he couldn’t help but grin. He groped Naya and Haley just because he could, pushing his wife’s face down even deeper between the elf’s legs.

Naya came first. She struggled to keep sucking, body clenching as she twitched and looked up at him, like she was wondering if she was doing it right. It sent Haley off next, his wife moaning and pushing back against Demi’s tongue.

He held back his own orgasm because he could. Because for once he was in control. He reached over and pulled Demi closer, tasting his wife on her lips before doing the same with Haley. He stripped away any bits of underwear his women had left, pulling them all with him into a naked pile to the blankets.

They writhed and touched him and each other while he lay there smiling. He could feel their frustration that he hadn’t been inside them or cum—a beautiful, squirming blanket of naked women trying to figure out how to please him.

“How have you not started fucking us all yet,” Haley said, panting before she went down to swallow half his shaft.

“I’m turning over a new leaf,” he said, stopping Demi as she tried to join in. She hadn’t gotten any attention, so he lifted her off the ground, even from his bad angle, enjoying the shriek of surprise. He turned her to sixty-nine, spreading her legs around his head as he buried his face in her incredible folds.

He was getting so used to elves and nymphs he groaned with pleasure as he tasted an actual woman. He explored her everywhere with his tongue before settling on her clit, loving every shiver he sent through her body.

All three girls were blowing him now—their tongues and lips swapping and sliding down his shaft as they giggled and touched. It was exactly what he wanted—a feeling of play, a growing comfort so he could just do whatever he wanted to them without thinking.

He was blissed out and didn’t want to move, lost in his women as he ate his other favorite meal. He hardly knew how long it went on until he realized Demi was soaking his face, crying out and literally trying to escape.

“Mason…I…” she was trembling on top of him, twitching every time his tongue touched her skin. He was close himself, his cock edged and so hard it felt like he’d just boil over. He finally relaxed and let the pressure go.

“He’s cumming!” Haley said like she’d struck oil.

He gripped Demi’s ass with both hands and leaned to see himself explode in the girls’ faces. Haley plunged him down and took the first blast, eyes closed as she sucked and swallowed. But she let Naya in next, both girls taking a spray to the face as they swapped.

But he wouldn’t stop, and the elf gulped her own load but still had to pull away to let Demi finish him. Once she had, she climbed down to the others. Then they were all cleaning up every drop with their tongues, laughing as they licked each other’s faces, kissing and hugging like they’d climbed Everest.

Mason’s eyes fluttered and he fought the urge to roll over and sleep. Not that his girls would have minded, but when he looked up at their amazing bodies all intertwined, he knew he couldn’t leave it there.

He crawled towards them, and they all stopped and stared with more serious expressions, like the mood had changed.

“What?” he said, arms trapping them all in on either side, his dick already hard again as he looked down on his women squished together.

“Nothing,” Haley said, putting a protective arm over the others. “Just don’t eat us.”

“You look like a hungry tiger,” Demi said from the middle, her long legs closed and rubbing together. Naya grinned and hugged her, like she was finally cozy at an all girl’s slumber party.

Mason pulled Demi’s legs apart, smiling as he saw what a swollen, wet mess he’d left her. He was inside her before she could say another word, shaft buried to the hilt with ease after all his attention.

He took her in slow, hard thrusts, using her player body for all it was worth. Her thighs slapped against him, the other girls kissing her neck, Haley whispering that she could take it and how sexy she looked. Mason definitely agreed.

Her immortal, green eyes stared up at him as she pulled her knees back to her head, his other wives holding her legs spread. The women were right, he felt more primal, more animalistic—he wanted to claim his women, to mark his territory.

When he came in Demi it was because he could, because she was his. When she’d stopped shaking he just pulled out, took Haley and rolled her over to the middle, immediately taking her from behind.

“You belong to me,” he growled in her ear, knowing he didn’t have to but doing it anyway.

“Yes, master,” she whimpered. “Please use me however you like.”

He would. He was. That she was pregnant with his child only made it more true, more intimate. Her amazing ass was slapping against him, her face turned to look at him as he gripped her chin and stared into her eyes as he took her.

He moved the other girls to suck her nipples because he knew she’d love it. When he finally came she melted and clenched around him, body going slack before she dropped.

Naya was trembling as he helped her move for her turn on her knees. She spread her legs, which pressed up against the other girls as she tilted her ass, looking up at him as her chest rose and fell. He slid his now slick, wet cock deep inside her, and her eyes rolled in pleasure.

As he fucked her he considered Gaia’s words—that her magic wouldn’t hold, that Naya couldn’t get pregnant without some kind of blessing from Cerebus. It pissed him off. Hadn’t he done enough for the horned god to bless his wife and her people?

“Husband…” Naya was moaning as their flesh smacked, her hands on his thighs. He slowed down, eased off, leaning to kiss her. “Thank you,” she said. “You’re so…strong. So big…”

The idea of hurting her instantly tamed his lust. He wanted to protect her, to give her what she wanted, to force Cerebus and any other god to obey. He took her slower and sweeter, and she started melting just like the others.

Demi and Haley had moved under them to ‘help’. Haley was licking at the elf’s clit, while his newest bride licked and sucked at his balls. Naya soon moved past ‘pleasure’ to ‘overwhelmed’, walls clenching around him again and again until she cried out and lost control.

Demi’s warm mouth was bathing his sack even as Naya’s sex milked him. He tensed and emptied himself inside her, doing his level best to impregnate her no matter how many gods thought to interfere.

When he was finally finished, he collapsed and pulled all his women back to the pile of blankets and pillows. They lay there panting and staring at the fire, touching and cuddling with contended smiles on their beautiful faces.

“I wouldn’t mind…if this were my life,” Naya whispered later in his arms. “If I couldn’t have…if this was my destiny. I wouldn’t mind.”

He kissed her hair, stroking her cheek. The other girls sensed the hurt too and hugged their arms around them.

“A thing you’ll learn about humans,” he said, smiling as the elf looked at him. He winked at his other girls, too, thinking about the demons coming for them all. “We’re short-lived and stubborn. It makes us too stupid to give up.”

Naya nodded and hugged him, smiling against his chest. He lay there with his beautiful wives in the afterglow, staring up through the skylights at the familiar but also wrong stars. Had the damn alien moved earth? Had it totally warped the galaxy?

“You know what I miss?” Demi said a little later with a yawn, squeezing herself against his stomach. “Hot tubs. I want to soak in nice, hot water, and look at the stars, and get drunk.”

He snorted and thought nothing of it—until Haley sat up with that mischievous smile, blanket falling off her chest. She wiggled her eyebrows before her eyes glazed, then hopped up naked as if with some scheme.

The night was young, and for a moment so was Mason, lying in his women’s arms without all the problems of the world weighing him down. For that moment there was only what he wanted, and what his growing harem of wives wanted.

For the two in his arms, it was naked cuddling, and probably more sex. OK maybe that’s what he wanted. For the other, it looked like somehow creating a hot tub out of thin air in the middle of their room.

When the damn thing actually started to form, Demi squealed with delight and hopped up, trying uselessly to drag him by a hand. He slapped her ass and helped Naya up as he stood, watching the naked women all rush towards the water.

For a second he just stood and watched as they tested the water, then climbed in, laughing and moaning with pleasure as they settled. They eventually all turned to him, gesturing like he wasting valuable time.

“Well come on,” Haley said, slicking back her wet hair, amazing tits on full display as she rose up. “Get in here, husband. Your wives are waiting.”

He smiled, and went to do just that. They slid together and made him room, all looking up at him as if they just wanted a second of his time, a touch from his hand. Like their whole world in that moment was him and making him happy.

The new world had its problems, that was for sure. There were a million problems just waiting for Mason’s attention, from simple logistics to the personalities of invented gods. The fall out of a dead emperor. The climax of a real god’s insanity.

But for the night, it was good to be alive. And fucking good to be king.