King of the Goblins—Chapter 40

Having proven myself in training, Althidon declared our sparring done for the day. Being able to use magic gave me an enormous advantage; I just had to remember there was one person I couldn’t use it on. I still had a plan for that, but it was risky. But then again, this whole thing was risky.

I untucked my shirt and flapped it a few times, cooling myself. Leena still watched me, although with more curiosity than anything else.

After a moment she got up from where she was leaning against a wooden railing and approached me. Althidon kept a close eye on her as she walked up to me, but he didn’t look overly concerned. It was me, after all, and he trusted me.

Leena crossed her arms and studied my face. She was tall, only an inch shorter than me, and this close she smelled faintly of lavender.

“I’m told you come from a different world,” she said softly, studying my reaction. “Tell me about it.”

“He doesn’t have time for that, Leena,” Althidon said.

“It’s okay,” I said, holding a hand up. “Yes, I come from a different world,” I began. “A world much more advanced than yours, but without magic. However, some of our technology was so impressive you’d probably think it was magic. Well, there was an…accident.”

“Accident?” she asked, raising a slender eyebrow.

“Yeah, I can’t think of a better word for it,” I said, continuing my story. “We pushed the limits of scientific discovery, and pushed them a bit too hard. My entire world was destroyed.”

Leena gasped and clutched a hand to her chest.

“Instead of dying, I was brought here,” I said, choosing my words carefully. “The gods of this world have work for me to do, it seems.”

“And so you practice the spear with my father to help please our gods?” she asked.

“That’s one way to put it,” I said. “I’m sorry that I have to be secretive about it for now. You’ll all understand in a few days.”

“An understatement,” Althidon grumbled.

“May I ask a question?” I asked Leena.

“You just did,” she replied.

Oh, so there was some wit hiding beneath that slightly haughty veneer. I laughed, and she nearly joined in.

“How old are you?” I asked.

“I turn sixty later this year,” she said, sounding a bit defensive.

My eyes widened at that. They were elves, after all. I guess they aged like the goblins. I looked over at Althidon and he cleared his throat and explained.

“Our children are generally considered adults in their early fifties. After that, they’ll usually spend a decade or two planning and building their lives and choosing a mate.”

“Interesting,” I said. Sixty? She looked barely a third of that.

“How old are you?” Leena asked me.

I grinned. “Twenty-six.”

“Twenty-six?” she exclaimed. “You’re barely out of swaddling clothes!”

I knew that would get a reaction out of her. “Back in my world, we become adults at eighteen. Well, legally at least.”

“And what of your future?” Leena asked, genuinely interested. “And your mate? I suppose she died when your world was destroyed. I am sorry, Aaron.”

“Eh, it’s fine,” I said. “My ex wasn’t a very nice person, to be honest. Although now I’m promised to three women.” I immediately pursed my lips. That probably was the wrong thing to say to a beautiful woman showing any kind of interest in me.

“Three?” Leena said. “You sound like you expect to be a king or something.”

I coughed. “Why would you say that? It’s just a situation I found myself in.”

“Well, that’s not entirely unheard of, especially for people higher up in society,” Leena said. The way she looked at me changed; it was subtle, but I noticed it. After learning I was promised to three women, that clearly gave me some form of value in her mind. She was trying to determine my worth. She was appraising me.

“How long do your people live?” Althidon asked. He seemed interested as well. He had never really asked about my home world. We had pretty much just jumped right into training.

“Around eighty,” I said. “I suppose compared to you guys our lives are fast and chaotic. I’ll be living longer, though. Silv—ah, someone used magic on me, so now my life has been extended.”

Althidon nodded slowly. He knew who I was talking about. “That makes sense. Well, it’s good that you’ll be around longer. Alright, you,” he said, turning to his daughter. “Enough questions for the day. Go back home and tell your mother I’ll be there soon.”

Leena gave me one last look, then smiled and turned away. Much of her upper back was exposed and it took every bit of willpower I had not to follow the lines of her dress with my eyes. I immediately looked away and pretended to be interested in a nearby branch.

“Thank you,” Althidon said after a moment. I looked over at him and he nodded towards the branch I had been staring at. “Thank you for not being crude and staring at her. My daughter got her mother’s looks, so I appreciate you being a gentleman and not getting an eyeful. She does like to flaunt it at times.”

I ran my fingers through my hair. “Well, to be honest all elven women are beautiful. I haven’t seen an ugly one yet.”

Althidon scoffed. “Oh, there are some. Just…. Well, different standards, I suppose. You did well today, Aaron. Don’t get overconfident about it, but you’re doing well.”

“Thanks,” I said, and reached out and shook his hand. “I must confess I’m a bit concerned about the build-up to this. Every day I have to find a way to sneak past the guards in the tunnel, and I usually wind up having to use magic. I’m afraid they’re going to attack Silvy because of it. She’s the only known magic user in the city, after all.”

Althidon frowned. “Yes, I see your point. Surely there is a way you can make it past them. What was that device you carry with you?”

“The shadow stone,” I said, pulling it from my pocket. “It works well, but only in low light. In bright sunlight they can still see me.”

“You might just need to stay outside until the sun goes down and plunges the entrance to the goblin city into shadow,” he said. 

“Yeah, but I’m used to spending time with the women in the evenings,” I replied. “It’s nice being around them. They’re good to me.”

Althidon surprised me by suddenly smiling. “Ah, the love of a good woman is quite a thing, is it not? I remember doing quite a few foolish things when I won Vanya over. It took me years to do it, but she was eventually mine. It was worth every moment. Enjoy the hours you spend with them.”

“I certainly do,” I said. “I just need to make sure I keep the guards at bay for a few more days so this doesn’t all come crashing down on our heads.

“Yes, you are walking a fine line,” Althidon said. “That much is apparent even to me, and I believe I only know half of the story. You had best be careful, boy.” He sounded like a concerned father.

“I will,” I said. “I promise. It’s probably about time for me to head back and see Zia and Tressi. I usually meet up with them while they’re foraging in the woods below.”

“Be safe,” Althidon said.

I bowed to him, hand over heart, and he nodded in return.

After that I left. I kept the shield and practice spear to continue getting used to them. When the day of the attack came, I wanted them to feel like an extension of my body. Carrying them everywhere was really helping with that.

I found Zia and Tressi about an hour later, picking berries from a large bush. I took a moment to admire their stunning beauty before approaching them.

“Hello, my loves,” I said as I removed the shadow stone from my mouth.

“Oh, hi Aaron!” Tressi said, giving me a big smile. Zia did the same. “How did your training go?”

“It went really well, actually,” I said as I set the butt of my spear on the ground and leaned on it. “I think the gods really did do something to me when they brought me here. I’m learning a lot faster than I should be.”

“Well, that’s certainly a good thing,” Zia said, straightening up from where she had been picking berries. “And they have you sparring against people?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “I spar against Althidon’s students every day. Taranath—he’s an elven friend and archer that will be joining us—fought me today, and he won a match, then I won one. I even did well against the Sword-Master himself, once I used blood magic on him. His daughter came by to watch, so I had an audience.”

I winced after saying that last sentence. I just meant that having someone watch me would make me a bit nervous, so it was good practice. The last thing I wanted to deal with was jealousy, though.

“Oh, what did she look like?” Zia asked, suddenly interested.

I stopped for a moment, slightly taken aback. “Well, she looked like an elven woman.”

“I’ve heard they’re so beautiful,” Zia said to Tressi. “Tall and skinny, but beautiful. We’ve never seen elves before.”

Of course they hadn’t. Ralcor had ruined relations with the elves long ago, so there was no more trade between the two nations. It had probably been a hundred years since an elf had been in the underground goblin city.

“Well, once we take over I plan on restoring our relationship with the elves, so we’ll be visiting each other's cities again,” I said.

“Tell me more about what she looked like,” Zia said. “What was her name?” She seemed almost excited to hear about the elven woman.

“Uh, her name was Leena,” I said. “She was tall, nearly as tall as me. I think slender is a better word than skinny. Like how goblin women are so voluptuous—it’s just how you’re built. She’s like that, but the reverse. Tall, with a narrow bone structure. Her hair was blonde, kind of like mine but lighter.”

“Her eyes?” Zia asked. Tressi just listened with interest.

“Green,” I said.

“Well, at least her eyes are the right color,” she said. “What about….” she waved her hand over her chest.

Well, I hadn’t been expecting that. I cupped my hand slightly and held it out towards Zia. “Small and perky. Just enough to probably fill my hand.” That was the best way I could think of describing her breasts.

“What about her hips?” Zia asked.

I shrugged. “Look, I wasn’t checking her out or anything,” I said. “I mean, she was beautiful but I’m marrying you two and Silvy.”

“Oh, calm down,” Zia said. “I really want to see her. I can’t wait to meet the elves.”

“At least you’re not so sweaty today,” Tressi said. 

I looked down at myself. “Yeah, I know you two don’t care for me being soaked in sweat. I worked a lot today but talked between sparring sessions so I didn’t get too worked up.”

“Good,” Tressi said, setting her foraging sack down. She approached me. “Because I’ve been wanting to do this for two days now.”

She reached out and took hold of the laces on the front of my pants and began undoing them. Zia excitedly set her foraging sack down and joined, and in a matter of seconds my pants were around my ankles. 

Tressi went first, sucking on me until I was fully erect. Zia quickly took over, and I noticed she had pulled her skirts up to mid-thigh, and had a hand between her legs, rubbing herself in small circles.

Like the previous time, they took turns sucking me, going back and forth and sometimes taking a moment to kiss each other. Tressi worked her small hand back and forth along the base of my shaft like she was eager for it. Zia’s hand kept moving between her legs.

Watching these large-breasted women suck on me like their lives depended on it was incredibly hot, and I didn’t last long. As fortune would have it, right as I felt myself reaching the point of no return Zia suddenly moaned as she orgasmed. 

I fired my load into Tressi’s mouth while watching Zia’s thighs quiver in orgasmic bliss. Tressi sucked hard, and after a few seconds Zia was there, sucking on me and kissing Tressi, eager for a taste of my cum.

I had never before in my life experienced women desiring me this much, especially women so stunningly beautiful. I smiled as I watched Zia suck on me one last time, a big smile on her lips.

“I already can’t wait to do it again,” she said.