God Rising: Battle Of Atela 76 Part Iii

Darren gazed at the ceiling with his hands behind his head. He remembered everything that happened the night before. His cheeks burned with embarra.s.sment. He was too stunned, flushed and hesitant to do much at first. But the moment the girls noted the impressive hard line in his pants, they dropped to their knees, reached out with shivery fingers to feel him and the evidence of his appeal under their fingertips, and the taste of it as well.

His fingers played through their short hair, one blonde, and the other brown. He tucked it behind their ears, stroked the sides of their face tenderly as they drove their lips down to the very base of him. His eyes drifted shut while they kept on lapping their tongue and sucking him. 

They took turns, straddled him, sank down on him slowly. The touch of their lips painted insistent swirls on his body, and they clutched at his lush, black hair. They bobbed their hips eagerly, and a streamy gush of pleasure filled their lower body. And now, they were living the aftermath.

He inspected the girls that were still fast asleep. He felt guilty because he remembered Artemis, but the blonde beside him had no similarities whatsoever. She was the opposite, but still reminded him too much of the rude slave. 

He wondered how she was, where she was, If someone was doing the same thing to her. "Why should I care?" He shook his head.

"She doesn't merit my consideration or the most diminutive of my concerns." He murmured.

He got up, covered the girls, then left the room.

"Looks who's no longer a VIRGIN!" Ludovic waited outside for him the whole time. Darren waved a hand, "Morning." He knew what he would ask, so he answered before he'd speak, "It was good."

"Huh?" Ludovic c.o.c.ked his head "What a boring expression."

"I'd prefer to do this with someone I love." 

"Tch" He turned his head to the side "Stop acting like a preteen, enjoy life, enjoy women. Who cares about love?" He rolled his eyes, "Is there someone you love?" 

"Someone I love…" Artemis crossed his mind, and he smirked, "No. But there is someone I detest." 

Ludovic put his arm around Darren's shoulder and the two of them moved out, "Ladies, s.e.x and Ale are part of our tradition. Forget about love, focus more on the sinful desires."

The two beastmen returned to the house, and Darren refreshed himself. 

"Hey, big guy" Jukel tapped Darren's leg, and the prince looked down at the little fox boy.

"Yes?"

"Uncle Ludovic said you should meet him at the secret base. Whatever that is. Goodbye" He waved before Darren could ask questions about what the secret base was. He pondered for a minute until he understood what the kit meant. He scurried to the courtyard for the next segment of his training.

"Oh, h.e.l.lo" Ludovic was surprised at how fast he got to their so-called base. "You really want to be strong. I like your guts." 

"About... the... secret of the magic lock, sir" He rested on his knees as he panted. He didn't get the chance to ask him properly, but now they were alone, it was a perfect opportunity.

Ludovic moved to a sword bounded by a black leather, then tossed it at Darren. "I'll answer your questions. Right now, focus on getting stronger." 

He wanted to protest, but he forced his mouth short. 

"As I thought, you don't know how to hold a sword properly. You'll have a firm hold on the sword by gripping it this way, and it would make it difficult for your opponent to knock it out of your hand." Ludovic hefted his own sword, and Darren copied his pose. His feet were splayed at right angles, and he faced his hips towards Darren. The lad noted every detail and move the older wolf made.

"There are eight angles of attack. Simple movements, but complex for beginners. It's best if you practice it whenever you're not at the bar." 

He called each movement, as he swung his sword with ease, and Darren tried to keep up with his pace.

Straight down from the top,

Straight up from the bottom, 

Diagonally down to the left, 

Diagonally down to the right, 

Diagonally up from the left, 

Diagonally up from the right, 

Left and right strikes horizontally.

They did it three times, and Darren could already feel his muscles ache. Never had it thought of how hard it was. They'd started at noon, and so much time had pa.s.sed since they started the melee practice. 

Darren sat on a warm rock to rest, Lodovic finally allowed him to.

Amazed by how the older wolf still looked active despite the long training, the prince stared at him, admiring and wishing he'd also be that way. And he'd also rub it in Artemis's face (that's if he ever sees her again)

"Ludovic." 

He raised a brow at the sudden mention of his name "Nani?" 

"You asked me if there's someone I love, and I answered. So what about you? Your brother's married and has beastkids, did you ever love someone?" 

"Nice question" He clicked his fingers, and a grin spread across his face 

"Let's have a little talk, like buddies or comrades." He leaned against the rock and stabbed the sword into the ground, "When I was still a cub, I moved here because of some reasons a.s.sociated with the decisions of the Alchemy Legion."

"Was your father part of the Alchemy Legion?" His question was uncalled for, and it was clear by Ludovic's sudden silence, he wasn't going to answer because he hated when someone disturbs his story telling.

"I'm sorry" Darren apologized "Please carry on."

"You're not aware of my distaste for interruptions, but I'll let it go. Repeat the same mistake, and you wouldn't like what follows," His voice went to a threatening tone, and Darren took full note of what to do and what to never do.

"Now where was I? Oh, about my love life. After I left the wolf domain, I settled here with my bro and my deceased mother. You see, my mother had been with my brother and I, unlike my father that was busy with his private affairs. He barely came to visit, and even if he did, he wouldn't talk to us, he'd come home to screw my mom, then leave for months. My brother and I tried our best to support my mother financially, so we came up with an idea of a bar."

A sweat formed on Darren's temple. He asked about his love life, but he got his life story instead.

"When we turned fifteen, my brother and I started off as masked thieves of the night, and we made sure words were never told our mother. We used the money we got from pick pocketing and robbing to start up a bar. All we had at first was a plank of wood suspended between two oil drums in the same area it is today. As you can see, it's a big success, and at a young age, we were already making our momma happy. We grew older, and that's when my first love came to town. She was just eighteen, and the most astonishing I'd ever met." As he talked he remembered when he first contacted her eyes. They were a deep pool of restless gold, and it was a mirror of her soul within.

"Her father was a tailor. I reaped my clothes apart just to see her. She'd run errands for her dad, help take my measurements, and would hold her head high despite her financial situation. Her b.o.o.bs" He moved his hands "Those b.o.o.bs were beautiful, but it's bad for me to talk about her that way now."

Darren wondered why, but he didn't want to ask. Surely, Ludovic would tell him. 

"We got closer, and closer, and it felt as if I had a special place in her heart. My brother too was also telling me about a girl he liked, and how close they were. Never have we thought of falling in love, but it happened, and we were happy. The day I finally confessed, bought flowers, and headed to her home to ask for her hand in marriage, someone beat me to it. And it was no one other than my brother. Lucky enough, my presence wasn't detected, I can't imagine the embarra.s.sment I'd have faced."

"Then that means…" Darren couldn't help but contribute to the story.

"Yes, Maria was my first love," What a plot twist.

A chilly wind pa.s.sed them by, and their hair moved to the direction of the pressure.

"They both got married without knowing about my s.h.i.tty feelings. Believe me, I was hurt for days, jealous, and full of regrets, but there was nothing I could do. I love my brother, and my mom, they were all I had. All that was left to do was accept the turns of things, and my t.i.tle as her brother-in-law." 

"I can relate…" 

"Hm," Ludovic stroked his chin "What did Sir Vincent do to you this time?" 

"I once loved to, but she didn't have the same feelings like I did. She was sleeping with my brother…"

"Maybe she didn't want to be with a VIRGIN, before you'd both be asking each other how to have s.e.x  on your wedding night, or call your parents to show you how to do it."

Darren sighed, "I envy him."

"It's normal. But, you're young, and there are a lot of girls out there, move on from whoever the chick is."

"Why didn't you move on then?" 

"I didn't want to love again, but I liked the idea of settling down, and having a pack of cubs running around the house. My brother brought up questions about the girl I always talked about, and I always told him she didn't belong to me anymore. In fact, she never did. So I will die a lonely man, but my brother's sons will preserve our family name for generations to come."

"Is it too late to find love, Mr Ludovic?"

"Beats me. I haven't thought much about it until now. I actually liked our conversation. If I had a son, I'd be giving him life advice like this one." He got up, did a brief stretch before heading for the town roads.

 "It's almost time to go to the bar. I'll see you there." Darren waved back at Ludovic and watched him leave, then he switched his gaze to the sword, "With time, I'll be better. With time, I'll prove to everyone I can be just as good as my brother…"

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