Across Eternity: Book 5 - Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Across Eternity: Book 5 - Chapter 6

... and even worse, Noah’s mana dissipated, and his concealment broke. Bound by the web, Noah was pulled away and thrown to the ground with Carthace standing over him, letting him better examine her human-arachnid form. Unlike the centaurs, whose human bodies stopped at the waist, Carthace still retained her original legs in a manner of speaking. Past her knees, they had transformed into sharp fangs, resembling an arachnid’s pincers, with the hem of her black dress hanging between them.

“Who the fuck are you?” Carthace hissed, glaring at him with eight eyes.

The situation was bad, but not hopeless. Noah could activate the device if he could return to the control panel. Getting Carthace to lower her guard and let him stand up was the challenge.

“The Liege sent me.”

She glared at him. “And what are you doing here?”

“According to Lord Tysinger, Lord Curcio hid something in this machine that he doesn’t want the others to know about. I’m here to recover it before it sinks the group.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“After the last meeting, didn’t someone contact you? It was a code, a warning. Curcio can’t be trusted. His subordinates here were ordered to eliminate you if you got in the way. You’ve been set up.”

“If I got in the way, huh? And I’m supposed to believe a human?”

“Sometimes it’s better to have an asset with a certain amount of free will, someone whose thoughts aren’t controlled by one of those parasites. My apologies for all the cloak ...

... and dagger, but I was under strict orders not to involve you until the package was secure.”

“And what is this package?”

“A relic from the time of Zyrga, something that could change the entire power structure of the Profane. Those bloodsuckers are a powerful weapon, but how easy would it be for that weapon to be turned on you? With a piece like that on the board, who do you really think is most likely to win this game?”

“Prove it.”

“Gladly. Just let me finish what I was doing and then you and I can figure out where we go from here.”

Carthace hesitated and then began cutting away the webs, but stopped. “Wait a second.” She brought her face close to his, smelled his neck, and then licked his cheek and sneered in amusement. “You smell like… elf. Ah, I see now. A powerful human swordsman traveling with an elf woman. You’re Noah, the Wandering Spirit. So, you’re the one who gave Tysinger so much trouble. To think that a fly would so eagerly land in my web.”

Noah chuckled. “You’ve heard of me! Pleased to make your acquaintance, madam, I am as you say. That’s an impressive nose you got.”

“Flattery won’t save you.”

“No, but maybe this will.”

As Noah spoke, he conjured a small bottle from within his ring, flicked off the cork with his thumb, and sent it bouncing onto the ground next to him. Monster repellent flowed out, and it began to vaporize and spread upon contact with the air. Struck by the smell, Carthace staggered back, dry-heaving and unable to open ...