Chapter 30

“Already?” I asked over the phone after I finished making my coffee. “Dude, it’s only been a week! I know you said you’d help find another one, but I didn’t think it’d be this soon.”

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you, man,” Orion spoke from the other end of the phone. “After I deciphered the text of an ancient book that mentions the talismans, me and Doo got a hit.”

“Well shit, man, that’s great,” I said and sipped my coffee. I sat down and Moon took it upon herself to sit on my lap and lean her head on my shoulder. “By the way, any luck with that other thing I asked you to find?”

“You mean those Blast Core things?” He asked curiously while I could hear chatter in the background.

“Yeah, them,” I said as Moon fed me a muffin. “Don’t suppose the new temple you found mentions anything extra that those tribes hid away?”

“Not that I’m aware of. Like I told you before, I think it was only a coincidence that we found that Blast Core at the snake temple. But I’ll keep an eye out for any if I see them,” Orion explained.

Orion had been telling me over and over that none of the texts mentioned any Blast Cores. It may be redundant to him, but I had to make sure that I was the only one acquiring those things, given their reputation.

“Thanks. By the way, I’m gonna be out of town for a week again. Mr. Rich has more business in Manehatten and wants me to come with him,” I said as Moon played with my bed hair. “How long is your trip gonna be?”

“I’m not sure, but I told AJ I wouldn’t be gone long. I’m technically on my vacation time.” Orion chuckled nervously.

I chortled and decided to tease him a little. “So you’re gonna be working with our mutual friend again, right?”

There was a brief pause as he no doubt knew what I was doing. “Now listen here, mate, you better watch your next words less you want to be digging yourself out of the ground, after I bury you.”

“Hey, I’m just saying, she seemed pretty into you after your little display of strength,” I said, making Moon cover her mouth as she giggled. “Maybe she’s looking forward to seeing you?”

“Yeah, about that…” I could hear giggling on the other end of the line and a soft groan. “She came and found me and has my other arm locked with her arms.”

“Wait, she’s there with you now?” I asked, surprising Moon. “Pfft, that’s hilarious. Guess she couldn’t wait, eh bro?”

“I have a shovel and a spot where no one will find your body,” Orion said darkly and menacingly.

“And I wish you luck on your quest as well, my friend,” I teased and heard Orion shouting right as I was about to hang up.

“Thirty feet in the dirt!” He shouted before I hung up.

“You’re terrible, you know that?” Moon laughed.

“And you love me for it,” I said, nuzzling her nose with mine.

The train ride back to Manehattan was as long as the last but this time I stayed awake the whole way. Diamond and I played Subway Surfer on my smartphone, and I was surprised how quickly she got the hang of it.

“Watch out for the bridge, Diamond!” I laughed as I watched the girl fervently swipe her finger in every direction. “The cop will catch you if you crash!”

“I got it, I got it,” Diamond told me while keeping her eyes on the game.

When she swiped her finger to the right, she accidentally ran into a barrier which ended up in a game over.

“Darn!” Diamond shouted before slumping in her seat. “This game cheats.”

“Hahaha, it’s not easy when you start running faster,” I said, with another laugh. “You’ll get the hang of it soon.”

“I’m glad you both are getting along swimmingly,” Mr. Rich said as he put down his newspaper. “I’m also pleased you’re able to come with us once again.”

“Well, it has been a while,” I admitted. “Things have just been a little hectic lately. But now I’m able to finally take it easy.”

“That’s good to hear,” Filthy said before going back to his paper.

“Can we go to that big statue today, Axel?” Diamond asked me.

“Sure, once I’m done with helping your dad, we can do whatever you want,” I said.

“Yay! This is gonna be so much fun!” Diamond cheered and hugged me.

Yo, Ax, I got something to say, I heard Dante in my head.

What is it, Dante? I asked.

I got some business to do tonight so I’ll need to take over, Dante said.

Business? What kind? I wondered.

You know. Business… Dante said in a cryptic way, though I could already tell what he was talking about.

Dante, is this business gonna come back to bite us in the ass? I asked.

Depends on your definition of bite in the ass, Dante said while the train went through a tunnel. Look. It’s just a sit down. Nothing big, nothing flashy. Just business.

I knew better than to get into a heated argument with Dante because in my head, so I just closed my eyes and sighed internally.

Fine, I’m trusting you, okay? I said.

“By the way, Axel,” Mr. Rich said. “Do you recall when you showed me the picture of that automobile a while back?”

“Sure do, why?” I wondered.

“Well, I reached out to a contact of mine, and he’s come up with a prototype that I think you’d be interested in,” Mr. Rich told me while folding up his paper.

“A prototype?” I said surprised, looking at him. “Jeezus, have I been that preoccupied and out of the loop?”

“I’m not sure about that. But my associate is quite brilliant and works fast,” Mr. Rich told me while sifting through his briefcase. “He sent me some pictures to show me. I just hope I remembered to bring them.”

“I think I saw you put it in your suit pocket, daddy,” Diamond said before starting a round of Angry Birds.

“Ah, yes. Thank you, sweetie,” Mr. Rich told her daughter before reaching into his suit pocket and pulling out what looked like a blueprint to a car. “Here, see if that looks alright.”

“Woah…” I examined the blueprint in awe. “What’s it supposed to run on?”

“I would imagine magic, same way carriages do, but Tuner informed me that it might prove to be difficult due to the complexity of the vehicle,” Mr. Rich said. “My contact is still working that detail out and would like a second opinion from you.”

“Well, sure, I’d be happy to help out,” I said, still very impressed with the design.

“Excellent. We’ll head over to his factory right after lunch,” Rich said before going back to his paper.

Diamond looked up at me curiously.

“Are you gonna spend more time with us now?” Diamond asked.

“Of course I will, I’m working for you dad, after all,” I said.

“That’s not what I meant, big brother,” Diamond said. “I meant whenever you’re not working. It’s like you said, you’ve been very busy lately and, well…” She blushed a little and twiddled her thumbs. “I missed you…”

I smiled warmly at the kid and patted her head.

“So, you’re saying you wanna hang out with your cool big brother more often?” I asked and she nodded with those big puppy dog eyes. “Then I promise to be more attentive for my cute little sister, Diamond.”

Diamond squealed and hugged around my waist.

The train eventually arrived at the station and the staff grabbed our belongings as we got off the train. As soon as we stepped off, a shadow flew over my head that made me look up. The next thing I know, I was almost knocked over when a fur ball latched itself onto my face and I heard repetitive meowing.

“Ack!” I shouted and managed to pry whatever had attacked me.

When I held it up in my hands, it was none other than my little manticore companion Nala. She swung her scorpion tail lazily and fluttered her red bat wings a little as she meowed at me. I also noticed she had gotten bigger, since she was the size of a car tire.

“Nala! What’re you doing here?!” I asked. “You’re supposed to be back at the library!”

“Mrrrow.” Was Nala’s only response before batting the chain on my arm a little.

“Awww, she just wanted to see you,” Diamond said while petting Nala.

I slowly looked at Mr. Rich, who was waiting patiently for me to explain.

“Uh…Mr. Rich, Nala. Nala, Mr. Rich,” I said sheepishly, only for him to arch a brow. “Okay, apparently she snuck out of the library.”

“I heard you had a very unique animal companion, but I didn’t expect it to be an albino manticore,” Mr. Rich said.

“Is that what she is?” I said as he boldly offered his hand to Nala for her to sniff. Nala sniffed this hand a little and gave it a little lick, making him smile a little.

“Very rare. From what a friend once told me, they’re not a separate species, but rather a mutation. Quite literally one in a million,” Mr. Rich said while petting the cub’s head.

I set Nala down and she stood right beside me.

“Well, it’s too late to go all the way back now…” I spoke.

“She can come with us!” Diamond chirped.

“Well, I don’t know, sweetheart,” Mr. Rich said. “Manehattan isn’t exactly a place for a manticore.”

“Please, daddy! I promise I’ll look after her for Axel!” Diamond said, clasping her hands and gave us the biggest puppy dog eyes. Nala decided to follow her lead and folder her ears while giving us her own set of begging eyes.

“Plleeeeaaaaaassse?!”

“Hnnnggg!” I clutched my chests. “My heart…”

Filthy chuckled at my antics before letting out a sigh. “Okay. If Axel’s alright with it, then I’ll let you look after her.”

Diamond and Nala looked at me while still giving me the eyes.

Damn, they’re good… Dante laughed.

“How can I say no?” I rolled my eyes. “Alright, Nala can be under your watch for the trip.”

“Yay!” Diamond cheered and hugged me again while Nala flew up and nuzzled the crook of my neck. “Thank you, big brother Axel!”

I smiled at their antics, and we all stepped off the platform. Nala and Diamond were playing together while Mr. Rich was preparing a personal carriage for us. As we waited, I suddenly felt like we were being watched. When I looked over on the far side of the train station, I caught sight of a couple individuals who were occasionally glancing at us.

Oh shit… Dante said.

What is it? Know them? I asked.

Yeah, they’re a couple of Alduck’s boys, Dante said. Lemme switch real quick.

Now? Here? I asked.

No choice, man, they obviously want something from me, Dante said.

I looked at Diamond and Mr. Rich while contemplating what to do. I knew these mafia characters would make themselves known eventually, but I didn’t expect it to be in broad daylight.

Fine, make it quick, I thought. “Mr. Rich? I’m gonna go to the restroom.”

“Of course, our carriage will be here shortly,” Mr. Rich said.

I nodded and walked away towards the two individuals. As I walked, I closed my eyes and let Dante take control.

Dante 1st POV

I opened my eyes and took a deep breath of air. Felt good to be in control again. Stone and Fuze waited for me to approach them, while also pretending to mind their own business. I sat down on the bench they stood by and also pretended I didn’t know them.

“Fuze. Stone,” I said, acknowledging them. “Been a minute.”

“Yes, it has,” Stone said while having his back to me and reading the paper.

“How’ve you been, kid?” Fuze asked while eating a pretzel.

“Same spit, different day,” I said. “The boss want me?”

“Yep, and for us to give ya this,” Fuze said, sliding me an envelope. “Word is you’ve been makin’ a name for yourself in the underground fights.”

“I try,” I shrugged and took the envelope. “What’s this you’re sliding my way?”

“A cut from Alduck’s bet. Seems you made him a lot of money,” Stone said while turning the page on his paper.

“As well as an invite and instructions to a sit down tonight,” Fuzz finished.

“Figured as much,” I said, then noticed another slip of paper pushed my way.

“There’s more,” Fuze said. “You’ve been selected to participate in PVP.”

“PVP?” I repeated. “What’s that?”

“You’ll know more at the sit down,” Stone said, and he folded his paper. “Don’t be late, boss is expecting you.”

As I watched the two leave, I thought about how things were gonna play out since Axel was here with Rich and his kid. Maybe I’ll ask Alduck to only do business at night while Axel does his thing in the day. That way, Axel wouldn’t have to worry about any thugs trying to hassle him or Rich. I stood up from the bench and walked back to Rich where a carriage was waiting for us.

Alright, Ax, it’s back to you until tonight, I thought as I closed my eyes and felt Axel push me back into his head.

Later
Axel 1st POV

After checking into the hotel, Mr. Rich took us to a fancy-ass café downtown for lunch. The place looked like one of those ritzy establishments you see on those high society reality shows on MTV. During lunch, Mr. Rich scolded Diamond a little since she kept feeding the manticore cub pieces of her lunch, which was cute to see. Honestly, it almost felt like I was part of the family while spending time with them.

After lunch, Mr. Rich stayed true to his word and had his carriage driver take us to the factory he mentioned before. I was also rather curious as to what this prototype for a new car would look like and how it would run, since it doesn’t look like this world has anything resembling fossil fuels.

“So how long has your guy been working on this prototype?” I asked while Nala and Diamond looked out the window of the carriage.

“Ever since he received the picture I gave him,” Filthy said before a man with a yellow hard hat came out. “Ah. And here he is.”

The carriage came to a stop and the driver opened the door for us. The man in the yellow hat looked about Mr. Rich’s age. He had curly red hair with some gray highlights, and brown eyes. He wore overalls, slacks, and a bow tie around his neck.

“Tuner! You old so-and-so,” Mr. Rich said. “How are we today?”

“Doin’ just fine, if ya consider all the damn paperwork with these new union contracts. Might as well shove a metal beam up my arse,” Turner said before bringing out two hard hats. “Shall I give ya the grand tour?”

“By all means,” Mr. Rich said, and Tuner led us into the large building. “By the way, this is my associate, Axel Rickert. He’s the one who procured the image of the vehicle I showed you.”

“Hey,” I said with a nod.

“Ohh! So this is the one that gave me the golden egg for this project?” Turner said before taking my hand and shaking it rapidly. “I’m indebted to ya. boyo.”

“Glad I could help!” I said through the shaking.

Tuner led us through his factory where I watched dozens of workers putting together more carriages.

“Impressive,” I said. “Business must be good for you in the big city.”

“That it is. Now, put on your hard hats gentlemen. Get hit in the head without wearing one of these and they scoop yer brains out with a damn shovel,” Turner told us.

One of Tuner’s employees handed us each a hard hat and put it on. I noticed Tuner had a pep in his step as he led us through his factory towards the far end of the building.

“You must be pretty excited to show us whatever it is you’ve been working on,” I commented.

“How can I not be?” Tuner chirped. “This new vehicle will revolutionize transportation! And it’ll bring in enough dough to last through my grandkid’s grandkids!”

Turner led us to the very back of the factory, which acted like a showroom. In the center of the cleared area, was a large object with a tarp over it. This could only be the vehicle we were going to see.

“Here we are!” Tuner said excitedly. “Now, keep in mind, this is only a prototype. It’s not in running condition, so we’ll need your second opinion on it.”

I nodded and Tuner gestured for some of his staff to pull off the tarp. The two staff members grabbed the tarp and pulled it off revealing a real-life vehicle with doors, an engine, and everything; just like the picture Mr. Rich showed me.

“Wow…” I said in awe.

“It’s so big!” Diamond said as she and Nala skipped around it.

“I gotta say, I’m very impressed,” I said, placing a hand in the car. “You sure work fast.”

“Of course, my family’s been in the business since my grandpa’s grandpa!” Tuner said.

“What’s it run on?” I asked.

“That’s something we’re still trying to figure out,” Tuner said. “We have the model, but not the energy source. I figured magic would do the trick, since that’s what unicorn-humans use to drive carriages anyway, but there’s so much goin’ on in this thing that it might burn out before it even gets going!”

I thought about how they could power the car, but also considered what could also be environmentally friendly. Since gas and oil seemed out of the question, because I didn’t think stuff like fossil fuels are a thing in this world, perhaps they could try and make it electric powered? That way, it could hold a charge for long periods of time before having to recharge.

“Have you ever heard of a battery?” I asked, earning confused looks from both men. “They’re devices that powered almost everything back where I come from.” I held up my hand and made a few sparks with my Electricity. “Why not make the cars electric-powered and have pegasus-humans charge them up with thunder clouds? You’d be killing two birds with one stone by making a fast and efficient power source and creating a whole new line of jobs for pegasus-humans.”

The look of shock and awe from both men could be indescribable.

“Fuckin’ shite! The lad’s got some brains on him!” Tuner exclaimed before calling for a few of his workers to start making some blueprints.

“Are there really vehicles like that where you come from?” Mr. Rich asked.

“Sure are,” I said and pointed at the front of the car. “You could put the battery either in the front of the car or in the back. So long as it has an outlet where you can plug in a cable to charge it.”

“And they just keep on coming! We can make a killing at building and establishing charging ports!” Tuner cheered before he got a few accountants over to him.

“Looks like you just made his year,” Mr. Rich told me before the champagne bottles were brought out.

“Gentlemen, I foresee us becoming extremely wealthy by year’s end!” Tuner said as he handed Mr. Rich and I a glass.

Pop!

One of his assistants popped the cork and he poured us each a drink.

“A toast! To the new age of transportation!” Tuner said.

“Cheers!” We all said before drinking the champagne, though I had to take Diamonds glass before the alcohol could touch her lips. “Sorry, too young.”

“Aw! What’s it even taste like?” Diamond wondered.

“You’ll know once you’re older,” Mr. Rich said.

As the bubbly contents of the champagne poured down my throat, Mr. Rich and Tuner were grinning ear to ear as they daydreamed about what the future held. Who’d‘ve thought I’d be the guy revolutionizing transportation and was allegedly about to become very wealthy. As we basked in the moment, I was as unaware just how turned upside down this trip would become.

Later That Night
Dante 1st POV

The day took longer than expected since Axel spent most of it with the kid. They went to that big statue that reminded me of the Statue of Liberty, only it looked completely different than the original since they based it off their goddess, Faust. By the end of the day, the two were playing with Axel’s little animal friend in their hotel room until the sun finally set. However, it took even longer for Axel to put the kid asleep after telling her some cockamamie story about The Three Blind Mice. Despite how cringey it was, it somehow did the trick, and she was out like a light.

The moon had long since risen into the sky and I was flying towards Alduck’s estate. Fuze and Stone made it sound like the boss had something very important in store for me. Whatever it was, I hope it had something to do with whatever this PVP thing is about.

After about a half hour of flying, I made it to the estate and landed right outside the front door. The guards standing by were a bit startled to see me, but I paid them no mind as they opened the doors for me. Inside, Stone was sitting on a chair right by the staircase.

“Yo Stone, I made it,” I said with a mock salute.

“Just in time to. It’s about to start,” Stone said before getting up and fixing his jacket. “Through here.” He said before gesturing over to the long hallway.

I walked with Stone and noticed he seemed nervous.

“What’s got you on edge?” I wondered.

“The Commission,” Stone said.

“Who?” I asked.

“The other Dons,” Stone said. “You’re about to meet them. So please keep a lid on it when it counts,” he warned before opening the doors.

The room was incredibly fancy with antique vases, a few statues in the corners, paintings on the walls, and a big chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Sitting at a king table we’re about five other men dressed in tuxedos. Don Alduck at the head of the table and noticed me walking in with Stone.

“Don, I’ve brought the kid, as you wished,” Stone said with a bow of his head.

“Thank you, Stone. You’re dismissed.” Stone bowed his head before taking his leave. “Dante, come sit my boy. We have much to discuss.”

I nodded and took a seat by Alduck while the other Dons were staring at me as if they were trying to get a read on me.

The first man sat on Alduck’s right and had his dark brown hair styled in a man bun. He had a big bushy beard and wore a ring with a bright red ruby engraved on a rose gold band.

The second man sat next to the first man. He was a lean bald man with a thin mustache on his upper lip and dark gray wings on his back. He had a bit coin in between his fingers and kept flipping it around from one end to the other. On his finger was a ring that had a topaz gem engraved in a silver band.

On Alduck’s right sat the third man. He was a lot skinnier than the other men, yet it didn’t seem like he was too physically weak. I would assume his suit was hiding his physique. On his upper lip was a very bushy mustache that nearly covered his entire lip and nostrils. His ring was a jade green gem engraved on a regular gold band.

Next to the third man was a very fat man. His beard was a bit scruffy, and his hair was extremely greasy with hair gel as he had it slicked back as far as he possibly could make it. The ring on his finger was a jasper gem on a darker silver band.

Finishing the group was a man who looked like he enjoyed working out. His suit looked custom-made to fit his body’s large frame. His bleach blonde hair was long and hung off his back in a braided ponytail. He wore a ring with a sapphire-blue gem on a gold band.

“First thing’s first,” Alduck said. “I would like to introduce you to the rest of the Commission. Don Key, Don Hatchet, Don Serrano, Don Cheddar, and Don Madden.”

“Pleasure to meet you all,” I said.

“Alduck, why bring a kid into our midst?” Don Serrano wondered. “He looks like he’s still in diapers.”

I was about to knock his lights out, but Alduck waved his hand for me to calm down. “Don Serrano, what you fail to see in this boy will be your undoing. Now as for Dante here, he is shaping up to be my best enforcer, and as it turns out, an equally if not, over the top fighter.”

“I try,” I shrugged.

“Then he’s gonna be your representative?” Don Key asked.

“Representative?” I asked.

“Yes. The Dons have come to discuss the control of our respective territories. As such, we decided to have a representative for each of the families to… fight and claim it all,” Alduck finished.

The words were like music to my ears. Fight clubs and small fisticuffs were fun and all, but Alduck made this sound like it was gonna be a bloodbath between fighters. I had to suppress a grin as I gave Alduck a curt nod.

“I accept. And just so we’re clear, this is one of those free-for-all bouts, right? Like, anything goes?” I asked.

“And more,” Don Key said before cracking his oversized hands. “These fights are to the death.”

“Well, it started with the last man standing, but it always ended in death, so death is how it is,” Don Hatchet continued.

“I see…” I said with a smile. “So, what’s on the line?”

“Besides your life?” Don Madden asked. “There’s an assortment of abandoned warehouses on the south docks and we all want it. Winner gets it.”

“So, it’s like a land grab?” I asked.

“You catch on quick, kid,” Don Cheddar said. “We don’t usually do this kinda thing often. It only happens when one or two of us want the same thing. In this case, we all want that set of abandoned warehouses outside of town. Makes good storage for our certain valuables.”

“Whatever. I’m in. When do we start?” I asked.

“My, he is tenacious,” Don Serrano said with a creepy smirk.

I glanced over at him with a mock stare and noticed someone standing behind him. He was a pudgy guy and was whispering something to a few other men while shaking hands.

“You shouldn’t stare, kid,” Don Cheddar whispered, leaning towards me.

“Who’s he?” I asked.

“Don Serrano’s nephew. Nacho. He’s being groomed to take his place one day,” Cheddar told me.

“More like spoon fed,” I joked quietly.

“Dons of the Commission,” Alduck said. “I assume you all too have your representatives for tonight’s bout?”

The other dons simply looked to the far left of the room where five dudes were sitting around, playing cards at another table.

At the head of the table was a huge dude with bulky muscles and arm tattoos nearly covering both his arms completely and wore no shirt with his pants and boots. He was bald with light skin and a curly mustache.

Next to him was a smug-looking dude with bright yellow wings on his back. He looked like one of those motorcycle douchebags with the bright aviators and slicked back hair. His outfit also screamed douchebag since he wore a leather jacket, pants, and boots. Another thing I noticed was that he kept cracking his knuckles every ten seconds.

On his left was a guy who looked like he listened to too much edgy punk rock. This guy had piercings on his lips, nose, cheeks, and ears. He wore jet black eyeliner around his eyes and his hair was bowl-shaped. His hands were glowing a sinister-looking deep green magical sparkle and I saw what looked like a knife twirling around between his hands.

Next was a guy who kept flipping a lighter on and off and he wore a tank top and board shorts. His orange-reddish hair was wild and messy, which almost reminded me of that of a sea urchin. The guy kept grinning every time he saw the flame go on from the lighter.

Finishing the group was a hooded man wearing some kind of cloaked jacket. I couldn’t really see his face, but I could tell he was glaring at me.

“Wow, quite the crowd,” I said.

“They’re names are Muscles Grow, Burn Knuckles, Sling Blade, Pyro Spark, and Ice Pick,” Alduck introduced. “Though I doubt you would need to remember their names after tonight.”

If you get us killed, then I’m gonna curb stomp your face for eternity! Axel yelled.

Oh, don’t worry, we’re not the ones dying tonight… I thought menacingly.

After a short carriage ride to the docks, we were led inside a rundown warehouse. The place for the most part was empty, save for a put-together cage octagon. Honestly, it reminded me of the MMA ring, but with razor wire at the top.

“Oooh, this is pretty fuckn’ sweet!” I said in a giddy voice.

“Pay attention, kid, you’re representing me after all,” Alduck said, giving me an eye.

“I know, I know, but I can’t help but feel at least a little excited,” I said.

As the Dons and their staff took their seats off to the side in order to watch from afar, I was led into the ring with the other fighters by a man wearing a black and white striped shirt with a whistle around his neck. The floor of the ring had stained blood splatters everywhere and there were even broken chain links along the fence. As the ref closed the gate and locked it, I soon felt eyes on me. I subtly glanced over my shoulder and noticed the other fighters were staring at me like before. At first, I thought they were just trying to stare me down because I was considered fresh meat. That is, until I caught sight of that Nacho guy grinning ear to ear as he lit a cigar. It didn’t take much for me to be able to put two and two together.

So, that’s how it is, huh? I thought.

From outside the cage, the Ref banged on the cage to get our attention. “Alright you mooks, listen up! Since this is a land grab, it’ll be a fight to the death. Anything goes!” The Ref backed away to a little table where he sat and grabbed a hammer. “On my signal.”

Pyro started to cackle maniacally. “Hehehe! I’m going to enjoy turning you into a crisp! Hehehe!”

“Begin!” The Ref shouted before banging his hammer on the bell.

Muscles marched up to me and got in my face.

“I’m gonna beat you into a fucking pulp!” Muscles spat in my face. “And then! I’ll shove that fork up your ass and twist it! And then! I’ll rip out your heart and fry it on a spit! And then-!”

Suddenly, I grabbed the muscles-for-brain’s face, shutting him up. The impact was loud and heavy that made everyone in the warehouse freeze.

“Eenie, Meenie, Miny, Moe…” I chanted, beginning to slowly tighten my grip on his face as I used my free hand to put my ear buds in. “Catch a tiger by his toe.”

“The fuck is he-” Knuckles started to say before I sent twenty thousand volts through his face. “Oh, shit!”

I stopped the zap after Muscles screamed at the top of his lungs and kept squeezing and scrolled through my playlist.

“If he hollers…don’t let him go,” I said sadistically as I felt the bones in his face and head begin to crack and gave him another shock. Blood seeped out from his eye sockets, nose, and ears. “My mother told me to pick the very best one.”

This time I used concrete to form a spike in my hand and blasted it through Muscles’ head.

“And. You. Are.” I let go of his lifeless body where he collapsed with a huge thud in front of the others as I hit play and tucked my phone back in my pocket. “It.”

The entire audience was stunned at my brutal display, even the hooded guy looked shocked. I unraveled my chain while activating Smoke, giving my chain dark red cinders and black smoke trails billowing from it.

“One down…” I said, swinging my chain in circles. “Four to go.”

Just then, Nacho smashed a bottle of tequila against the cage. “Kill this pendejo!”

Don Serrano looked at Nacho with mild surprise as Knuckles put on some fancy-ass knuckle dusters with spikes on them. He unfurled his wings and began flying around the ring at top speeds. His method was to probably disorient me with his impressive speed. Too bad for him, I had switched to Neon and used it with my eyes to keep up with my speedy opponent.

“Not bad,” I said as he made a sharp turn to the left, flew up, and went for a dive bomb on my head. I sidestepped with Neon, evading his attack. He impacted the ground with a loud thud, making a sizable dent in the floor as he looked up at me in utter shock.

“But not good enough.” I switched back to Smoke and whipped my chain across his chest, sending him flying across the other side of the ring and into the fence.

Knuckles screamed in agonizing pain as he clutched at his burning shirt. Pyro got excited from the flames and laughed like a maniac before conjuring flames from his hands.

“Let’s let the fire dance!” Pyro shouted manically.

Pyro let loose his flames at me and I was engulfed in his fire. The flames were pretty hot as I kept swinging my chain around. Thanks to Smoke, I was shielded by the flames trying to burn me. Pyro was laughing like a freaking maniac, thinking he burned me alive. I then got an idea with all these flames. I raised my free hand up to focus my power. The flames began to swirl around me and towards my hand. As soon as the flames made contact with my hand, I started to absorb them. I felt a large rush energy fill me as the cinders around my body turned into red flames. The rush made me feel like I was unstoppable until all the flames were completely absorbed. Once again, the crowd was at a loss for words. Dark red flames flickered off my body, almost giving me a demonic appearance.

“Tasty…!” I hissed. “My turn!”

I raised my hand at Pyro and built up my power. I fired a huge Sulfur Bomb at Pyro that was engulfed in red flames and black smoke. Pyro was barely able to conjure enough flames to shield himself as he too was knocked back. However, his flames weren’t enough as he sustained major burns across his body but was still breathing.

“That was only a taste…” I said with an evil tone as I looked at the other still standing fighters. “You’re all still fucking breathing! COME GET FUCKING SPANKED!”

Pyro was laughing in his corner of the ring while looking at his burns. “The fire likes me! It really likes me!” God, this guy was sick.

Sling Blade clasped his fingers together and conjured over a dozen magical blades around him. He thrusted his hands forward, making the blades fly at me with blinding speeds. Using the energy I got from the flames, I switched to Neon and ran out of the way of the blades. I left a crimson red fluorescent light trail in my wake as I ran in different directions, evading his blades. Knuckles seemed to have recovered a little from his injuries and was seething at me. He unfurled his wings and flew after me while I was still dodging the oncoming magic blades.

“Ooh, you wanna compete for speed, huh guy?” I mocked as he tried punching me as fast as he could.

On his next punch, I dodged to the left and grabbed his arm and swung him around until launching Knuckles right into Sling Blade’s path, earning a few blades in his back.

“Gah! Watch it, creep!” Knuckles yelled as Sling Blade pulled the blades out.

“You watch it! I’m trying to gouge his eyes out!” Sling barked back.

“GYAHAHAHAHA!” Pyro laughed hysterically as he tried to blast me again with flames. “MORE FLAMES! MORE! I’LL BURN YOU TO ASHES!” This guy had completely lost it as his flames were starting to set even the outside of the ring on fire. The ref had to jump back in order to avoid getting burned.

“Okay, this guy needs to be put down,” I said.

I sprinted towards the fence and ran upwards on the chain links. I jumped off while doing a backflip and switched to Concrete. Stone slabs that had dark red vein-like marks grew over my body until I was completely covered in stone armor. Pyro foolishly tried blasting me with flames as I fell straight down towards him, making my stone armor heat up to the point where it felt like I was wearing lava. I must’ve looked like a meteor falling from the sky as the pyromaniac just kept laughing until I smashed into him. The impact rocked the ring, even causing the seating area where the Dons sat to stumble a little. When the dust cleared, everyone saw me standing on Pyro’s chest as I had caved in his rib cage with the weight of my stone shell. Blood and gore had sprayed everywhere around my now dead opponent as his eyes were completely rolled back. One of which had popped out of his socket, and yet he still had a manic smile plastered across his dead mug.

“That’s two,” I said before stepping out of the bloody crater and deactivating Concrete.

Knuckles and Sling Blade were at a loss for words as Ice Pick remained on the far side of the ring with his arms crossed.

Sling Blade got over his shock before doing his best to stick me like a pincushion by hurling more magical blades at me. Meanwhile, Knuckles went over to Ice Pick to formulate a plan. “Okay, here’s what I’m thinking. You go-Hrrk!” His words were cut short, given that Ice Pick had suddenly put an actual ice pick in his throat.

“I don’t have time to listen to idiots,” Pick said in a cold and calm tone before pulling back his weapon.

Knuckles clasped his throat as blood spewed from his neck and he gagged on his blood. The more he tried to breathe, the harder it was to get any amount of oxygen in his lungs. Sling seemed to be distracted by Knuckles as he watched him fall to the floor and make a few more unsettling gurgling noises before his eyes rolled back. Knuckles’ body twitched a few times before going completely limp and died on the spot.

“What are you doing, you idiota?!” Nacho barked. “You’re not supposed to kill the others! Just that little shit stain!”

Sling Blade saw that he was now up against the two of us. The color in his face drained completely and it looked like his life was flashing before his eyes. “To tartarus with this! I’m outta here!” He dispelled his magic and tried to escape through a broken part of the cage. Like I was going to let that happen.

Although, I could just let him go since he didn’t look like he had any fight left in him. But there also was the fact that this was a fight to the death.

…

I made my way to the fleeing goth-looking coward as I dragged my chain behind me. He couldn’t quite fit through the broken opening and was flailing in the process. I glanced at Ice Pick, and he just stared at me as I walked past him. Just as Sling was about to barely wedge himself free, I swung my chain and wrapped it around his neck, yanking him back inside. The man gagged from lack of air as he tried pulling my chain off of his neck.

“Hey…” I called out in a menacing tone. “Did you forget why we’re here? We’re here to fight to the death on behalf of our employers.” I pulled my chain a little more, making Sling choke. “You know what that means, right? It means there’s no place for pussy-ass bitches like you who get scared shitless so easily at the sight of blood being spilled. After all, aren’t you supposed to be accustomed to this kind of stuff? Given the fact that you’re a pro fighter and whatnot?”

With my point given, I decided to send my Neon through my chain and light this bastard up like a disco ball.

Sling screamed as his neck was burning from the intense heat my Neon was emitting. Sling desperately tried to pull my chain off his neck while the Dons watched with uncomfortable expressions.

“Let this be a reminder on your trip to Hell,” I said venomously as Sling managed to look back at me with tears in his eyes.

I yanked the chain once more while intensifying my Neon and managed to melt off Sling’s head from his shoulders. His head had caught on fire from the Neon’s light while his headless corpse collapsed while twitching every so often. The entire ring was a bloody scene as the corpses from the other fighters littered the area. It was now just Ice Pick and me as we stared each other down.

“And then there was one,” I said as I wrapped my chain around my wrist. “You must be Don Serrano’s representative.”

“That I am.” Pick said while drawing another ice pick from his cloak. “You know. I thought I was the cold fish in this arena. But after watching you.” He gave me a slight smirk. “I can see that you’re stone cold.”

“Actually…” I said, activating Smoke and pulling out my Amp. The coils on the Amp ignited into red flames and cinders and smoke billowed off my body. “I run quite hot.”

Pick smiled darkly before charging at me with his picks pointed right at me.

I met Ice Pick head on by swinging my inflamed Amp. An arc of flames barely missed Ice Pick as he tried to stab me in the leg. I was able to jump out of the way by using Smoke Thrusters on my feet. I went for another swing and swung my Amp down, but Pick rolled out of the way and my Amp hit the ground hard. As soon as he recovered, I fired multiple Cinder Shots at Ice Pick.

Pick managed to dodge most of my shots before the last one hit him square in the chest, sending him back to the ring. He grumbled but other than that, it looked like the shot hadn’t affected him much.

“That all you got?” Pick taunted while twirling one of his weapons.

“Oh, I’m just getting started,” I said.

I focused my Smoke to charge up a ball of smoke and cinders in my hand. I kept on charging until it was the size of a baseball, and I threw it at Ice Pick. Ice Pick jumped out of the way, but I grinned since I wasn’t even aiming at him. My Sulfur Bomb impacted the ground and blew up in a cloud of thick smoke, making him cough and become disoriented.

“Where the hell are you?!” Pick roared while flailing his weapons all around him.

“Feeling dizzy, Pick?” I laughed as I turned into smoke. “Can’t see where I am?”

“Coward! Show your face!” Pick shouted while charging in a random direction.

“There’s no earthly way of knowing. Which direction you are going!” I chanted, making myself sound like my voice was coming in all directions as I hovered around Pick in the thick smoke and cinders. “There’s no knowing where I’m coming, or which way the smoke is blowing! Not a speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing. For the smoke keeps on billowing, and it’s certainly not showing any signs that it’s slowing…!”

“Where are you!?” He yelled, just as I landed.

“Behind you.” And that’s when I struck by grabbing both his wrists forcing the guy’s own weapon in his throat as soon as he turned around.

Pick gagged as blood spilled from his mouth and he fell to his knees. I waved my Amp in the air after re-materializing to clear the ring of smoke and cinders. The Dons were at a loss for words after the spectacle they just witnessed. Don Serrano looked even more surprised while Nacho’s head looked like it was about to explode. Pick looked up at me as he struggled to breathe.

“Guess that’s all she wrote for you, bub,” I said, resting my Amp over my shoulder as the song came to an end. “Give my regards to the others down in Hell. You were fun to play with.”

Pick gave one final gurgle of protest before falling face first on the floor. A pool of blood growing from where he lay.

I stared down at the corpse of Ice Pick for a moment before looking back at the group of Dons. Alduck rose from his chair and started to clap slowly as if congratulating me. I responded by giving him and the Dons a mock bow for my performance.

You enjoyed that a little too much. I heard Axel say in my head.

Guilty. I thought.

“Brava! Brava!” Alduck said as I stepped out of the ring. “In all my years of business, I’ve never seen anything quite like you!”

“I just admit, it was quite a show,” Don Cheddar said, looking a little queasy.

“That was very gruesome. You'll go far in this business, kid,” Don Madden said while offering me an expensive-looking cigar.

“Thanks, I aim to please,” I said, taking the cigar and putting it in my mouth. I lit the end with my cinders and inhaled the spicy yet woody taste of tobacco smoke filling my lungs.

Dude! What’re you doing?! I don’t smoke! Axel panicked.

You don’t but I do now, I thought while exhaling. Besides, it’s a good little recharge.

“I demand compensation!” Nacho suddenly shouted, his face completely red. “This was completely unfair!”

“No, nephew. What’s unfair is that you paid all those men to gang up on one. You have brought shame and disrespect to our family,” Don Serrano told Nacho bitterly.

“But Tio! I did this for you!” Nacho said. “These warehouses were meant for us!”

“For us, or for you and that damned prostitution ring of yours?” Don Juan asked his nephew with a scowl.

“He’s still doin’ that?” I heard Don Hatchet mutter to Don Madden.

“How many times has that slob promised to disband that business?” Don Madden wondered.

“And here I thought you couldn’t get any slimier,” I scoffed before taking another puff. “Honestly, I shouldn’t be surprised.”

I let my cigar smoke waft over to Nacho as an extra insult. Guess he didn’t take it too kindly when he pulled out one of those magic flintlocks and aimed for my head.

“¡Te mataré, bastardo!” He cursed in Spanish.

SLASH!

Everyone was frozen as I had switched to Video like a gunslinger. My right hand held out to my side as my red digital claws extended with my fingers. The Dons all blinked as they panned over to Nacho, who was frozen like a statue. Just then, a huge gash split from the top corner of his forehead and went down across his nose, lip, and bottom corner of his chin and blood spewed from the wound.

“Aaaargh!!” Nacho screamed while holding his bloody face.

“Next time you come at me, you come at me like a man, you fucking cock-a-roach,” I told him in my best Al Pacino impression while taking another puff.

Suddenly, Don Serrano snapped his fingers and five of his guys pulled out magic pistols and aimed them at me.

“Cease!!” Don Alduck shouted, just before I made a move on them too. “Serrano, you will order your men to stand down.”

“After what he did to my nephew?” Serrano said, sounding like he was passively livid.

“Your nephew instigated this whole mess of a situation when he paid off the other representatives to kill mine. Which, by the way, was already an insult and violation to a tradition we’ve held dear for generations,” Alduck lectured in a harsh tone.

“…I understand.” Don Serrano waved his hand, and his goons holstered their weapons. “I apologize for my nephew’s actions.”

“Tio! Are you serious?!” Nacho barked, still clutching his face. “That pendejo wounded me! He should be-!”

SLAP!

Serrano managed to shut the little whiny bitch up by giving him arguably an impressive backhand with the hand that had his ring on.

“You should be glad that all you got from him was a scar on your face!” Serrano barked before nodding to two of his goons to take him away. “And be grateful you’re my sister’s son, or I’d have your hands dipped in acid.”

“This isn’t over, puta!” Nacho yelled at me as he was dragged away. “You’ll get yours! I swear it! You’ll regret ever crossing me!”

“What a drama queen,” I rolled my eyes.

Great. Another enemy that we need to watch for. I heard Axel say with what I could clearly feel is an eyeroll.

When we left the warehouse, a team of people in what looked like hazmat suits matched in to clean up the bloody ring. The Dons all went their separate ways, and Don Serrano gave me a wary eye before stepping into his carriage. When I stepped into Alduck’s carriage, he pulled out one of his own cigars and lit it with a smile.

“Dante, you’ve made me a very happy man and have increased my wealth and territory this night,” Alduck said with a puff. “Not to mention the fact that your unique power has certainly left an impression on the Commission.”

“I try my best, Don,” I said with a nod before taking another puff from my own cigar.

“I would like to reward your efforts,” Alduck said. “I insist you stay the night at my humble abode. You can sleep in one of the guest rooms.”

“That’s awfully generous of you, boss,” I said with piqued interest. “All for winning you some warehouses?”

“Oh, you’ve done much more than that, my boy, and I can foresee great things coming my way with you at my side,” Alduck said. “So, will you stay the night?”

I dunno, Dante, we need to be back at the hotel before Mr. Rich and Diamond wake up, Axel said.

Oh come on, what’s the harm? I thought. Besides, I’ll be sure to slip out early enough so those two won’t notice me gone.

“Sure, why not,” I shrugged. “Thank you, boss.”

After a short carriage ride back to Alduck’s mansion, he led me to one of his many different rooms. “Enjoy, my boy.” He sounded like he was expecting me to find something good.

Not really stopping to ponder what he meant, I stepped inside and started to undress, only to stop when I looked at the bed’s banisters and saw a redhead and brunette dancing on either side of the bed in skimpy and sexy outfits.

“Hey there, cutie~,” the redhead said.

“Uh…and you two are?” I asked.

“Mr. Alduck said we’re your special entertainment~,” the brunette said.

OH, HELL NO! Axel suddenly yelled in my head. WALK OUT RIGHT NOW! I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP!

Dude, are you kidding? I’m about to get laid! With two hot chicks!

It’s still my body, dipshit! I’m a virgin!

Oh please! Grow a pair! Besides, you’re not the one in control, are you? I am, which means I’m the one who’s gonna be losing his V-card tonight.

But-!

Dude, relax, it’s not cheating on Moon if you’re not the one steering. Now let me have my fun.

Before Axel could say any more, I closed the door behind me with a wide grin as I tossed my Amp, chain, and pack aside.

“Ladies? Let’s get freaky~,” I growled.

The two ladies giggled before they crawled onto the bed in perfect sync while also undressing.

Dante, please, reconsider! Axel begged as I tossed off my shirt and pants. I can’t watch this!

Then crawl back into the depths of your own brain, ‘cause this shit is happening! I thought and was left in my boxers.

LEMON!!!

I plopped on the end of the bed with a giant grin. The two women in front of me had supermodel-like bods with big tits and asses. The brunette’s tits were probably a size D-cup and the redhead’s were an E-cup. Both their asses were plump and jiggly and looked like they were begging to be spanked.

“So, what do I call you fine ladies?” I said as they both knelt down in between my legs.

“I’m Rosé~,” Rosé purred, rubbing the bulge in my boxers.

“And I’m Brandy~,” the brunette cooed, rubbing my chest.

“Mmm, such tasty names. Perhaps I’ll indulge myself~,” I told them while feeling Brandy’s ass and cupping Rose’s breast with the other.

Rosé and Brandy grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pulled it down, exposing my erect 7in cock. Both ladies smiled lustfully and proceeded to begin licking my dick at the same time.

“Ooh…shit…” I groaned from the pleasurable feeling.

Rosé was the first to lick up and down my shaft while Brandy took both my balls into her mouth and swished them around a bit. The sensation was new and exciting at the same time.

“Fuck…why didn’t I do this sooner?” I said as they left red and blue lipstick marks all over my crotch.

Rosé stopped licking my shaft and crawled up towards my face while Brandy took advantage of her absence by taking the whole shaft of my cock into her mouth and down her throat so she could start bobbing and sucking like a pro. Before I could process the new form of pleasure, Rosé planted her succulent lips on mine as we engaged in a sloppy lip wrestling tongue battle.

“Mmm, the Don’s best man deserves the best, don’t you agree?” Rosé asked me before sitting up on my chest and freed her breasts from their lace prison. “Care for a taste of my rosé?” she said while bouncing her right breast.

I obliged her request by latching onto her nipple and suckled like a newborn. Rosé cooed as she hugged my head closer into her milk maker while Brandy doubled her efforts into taking my cock more down her throat. I reached up and fondled both Rosé tits while gnawing gently on her nipple with my teeth.

“Ooh~! He’s a feisty one~!” Rosé moaned. “How’re doing down there, Brandy~?”

Brandy gave Rosé a thumbs up before she started to make her movements sloppier in a very good way.

I took a break from suckling Rosé nipple and looked into the sexy red head’s eyes.

“Fun fact about me, ladies, I haven’t cashed in my V-card yet,” I said, making them both pause. “Make it worth my while, and one of you gets to have the honor of popping my cherry~.”

“Really~?” Brandy said while she kept stroking my cock. “Ooooh, let me have the honors. I love taking away a man’s virginity.”

“I dunno, Brandy,” Rosé said with a grin. “Getting it on with one of the Don’s newest rising stars is one thing, but getting it on with him for his first time?” Rosé leaned me back on the bed and adjusted herself, so my head was between her legs. She lidded her eyes as she pulled aside her panties to expose her already damp pussy. “How can I pass that up~?” She lowered herself until my mouth made contact with her pussy. I acted immediately by sticking my tongue out and began licking her flower to the best of my ability. Ironically, her juices tasted similarly to the actual wine she was named after.

“Aww, c’mon Rosé. He gets to taste your pussy, let me have his cock in meeee~,” Brandy whined while sandwiching my cock between her breasts.

“Mmm, ah~!” Rosé moaned as I flicked my tongue against her clit. “You want his cock? Then you better make him cum, oh right there, before I do~!” Rosé grinded her hips more against my face as I clasped both her soft ass cheeks.

I could feel Brandy's smirk before feeling her breasts squeeze my cock and lick my tip.

I was in a complete euphoria of pleasure as both women’s moans filled the room. Rosé’s nectar poured into my mouth while Brandy swirled her tongue around every possible corner of my dick, no doubt smearing it and my balls with her lipstick and saliva. It was like I was getting high with lust, and I didn’t want to come down.

This is so wrong… Axel said with a disappointed tone. I guess I should be thankful I can’t feel any of this in my own head.

Keep bitching, and I’ll force you out here so you can, I threatened.

Rrrrg, I'm sure there’s a movie I can remember, Axel grumbled before he went radio silent.

“Oh yes~! Yes, baby~!” Rosé squealed once I found her pussy’s g-spot and poked and prodded it with my tongue. “Eat me~! How is this your first time~?!”

“Mmm, I tasted a little pre~,” Brandy said after popping my dick out of her mouth while still rubbing it between her tits. “Looks like he’s close, Rosé. Which means I get to take this cutie for his first ride~.”

“Oh, you little tramp~,” Rosé said before she really started to grind herself against me while flicking her own clit. “We’ll just see about that~!”

While they both doubled their efforts to try and beat the other to see who would cum first between me and Rosé, I considered my options. Brandy had been working her mouth off to get me to cum this whole time and I was nearing the edge with every passing moment. The tension in my groin was becoming tighter and tighter and my balls twitched every time Brandy shoved my cock all the way back in her throat. I’d imagine there’s a blue lipstick kiss mark at the base of my dick and saliva was dripping off my balls.

On the other hand, Rosé was providing me with arguably the best beverage of rosé wine-flavored pussy juice I’ve ever had. I honestly had no idea how to eat a girl out since I hadn’t done it before, but I guess I was doing a pretty good job judging by how loud Rosé was moaning. Not to mention, her ass cheeks felt like pudding in my hands and were probably red from me slapping and clutching those cheeks throughout the process. Also, my whole face was completely drenched with pussy fluids because Rosé was grinding her hips on me just so she could cum first. After considering my options with only seconds remaining on the end of the first round, I inevitably made my decision.

Can’t deny the redhead, I thought and readied my tongue in Rosé pussy.

Right before I came into Brandy’s mouth, I used just a tiny amount of my Electricity to zap Rosé’s pussy with my tongue. The tiny shock made Rosé flinch and scream loudly as her fluids gushed out like a faucet onto my face and into my mouth. I grit my teeth and then unloaded a hefty amount of spunk straight down Brandy’s throat just as she deep throated my dick one last time. Rope after rope of my jizz poured into the brunette’s gullet and she gulped down every last drop. We basked in the aftermath of the climax until Rosé shakily lifted herself off my face while Brandy let go of my cock with an audible pop.

While I caught my breath, Brandy shared my load with Rosé, and I have to admit, the sight of them snowballing my load got me rock hard again.

“Fuckn’ hell, that was hot,” I breathed out. “But it would seem we have a winner.” I eyed Rosé as she eyed me back while still swapping spit and cum with Brandy. “Looks like you get to have the honor of being my first lay, babe.”

Rosé slurped her prize before laying down on the bed while Brandy spread her friend’s pussy. “Come here, big boy. Give me what I need~.”

I didn’t waste any time and crawled over to the sprawled woman. I lined my dick up and slowly began penetrating Rosé. The feeling of my dick entering a pussy was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Even though my memories are an exact copy of Axel’s, it was safe to say that he was missing out on this with his girl. Rosé bit her lip as she watched my dick enter her until I reached the base.

“Fffffuuuuuuuuuck…!” I groaned.

“How’s it feel to take his V-card, Rosé?” Brandy asked with a giggle.

“Mmm~, it feels like breaking in a new model~. How about you, big boy~?” Rose asked me while stroking my cheek. “How does my pussy feel wrapped around your cock~?”

“Fuck…feels like I’m in fuckin’ Narnia~,” I said, too high off lust to speak sense.

As if moving on instinct, I pulled back my hips and began thrusting forward at a slow pace. Rosé moaned with each thrust, and she looked at me like she was very patient, almost as if she wanted me to enjoy every moment of my first time, having sex. Meanwhile, Brandy crawled away from Rosé and to my side so she could whisper advice to me while I fucked her friend.

“Shit…am I doing it right?” I asked, grabbing one of Rosé’s jiggly tits.

“Don’t focus on whether or not you’re up to the challenge. Just focus on feeling good and lasting as long as you can,” Brandy told me before reaching over and grazing her fingers along Rosé’s thigh. “But you might want to focus on feeling her up and trailing a kiss or two~.”

I did as Brandy said and leaned down to plant kisses on Rosé’s tits while groping her. I could feel her inner walls squeezing each time I pulled back and pushed into her pussy. I’ll admit, my bravado from before had left me for the moment due to the fact that I was having sex for the first time.

“Mmm~. You’re doing an excellent job~, Rosé said before wrapping her legs around my waist. “If you want, you can try and go a bit faster~.”

I moved my hips faster as a newfound feeling began to stir within me. The feeling of her pussy, the look in her eye she gave me, and the sounds of her moans made me pick up the pace even more. I wanted to make her feel good. I wanted to make her scream my name as I fucked her. I was so driven that’s body moved on autopilot and I fucked her as hard as I possibly could.

“Ooooh~! That’s it~! That’s it~! That’s it~! That’s iiiiiiiiiit~!!” Rosé squealed right after I felt her walls clamp my dick and felt my hips get wet. And unless porn has lied to me, it looks like I gave an experienced woman an orgasm. Sweet.

“You’re a natural, sweetie~,” Brandy purred and leaned in close to my face. “How about giving me some sugar~?”

I met her halfway and kissed Brandy full on the mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance as I watched Brandy’s eyes flutter.

“Keep fucking me, babe~!” Rosé yelled while I pinched her tits. “Oh gods! Oh my gods, yes~! Fuck my pussy hard! Give me more~!”

“You want more~? If you want more, then I wanna hear you beg for it~!” I told Rosé before delivering a slap to her thigh.

“Fuck me~!” Rosé screamed, her eyes rolling back. “Make me your little bitch! I’m such a fucking slut! Give me your dick! Cum on my fucking face! I want your cum all over my slutty little face~!”

“Damn, hon. Laying it on a little thick there?” Brandy asked before realizing Rosé meant every word. “Oh damn~.”

“Fuck…!” I grunted, feeling tension build up in my groin. “I’m gonna nut! Get ready!”

“Go on, baby~. Paint this bitch’s face with your cum~,” Brandy encouraged me.

Just before I came, I pulled out of Rosé and aimed my dick at her face. She lifted her head and stuck out her tongue while opening her mouth wide as I jacked off and she rubbed her clit and pussy lips. I grit my teeth as the first rope of my spunk shot out and splashed on Rosé’s tongue and face. Rosé moaned loudly and came at the same time. I panted heavily as cum dripped off of the redhead’s face and she looked up at me with hearts in her eyes.

“Goddamn…” I exhaled as she slumped back on the bed.

While I caught my breath, I caught a glimpse of Brandy cleaning off my cum from Rosé’s face with her tongue. Honestly, watching another spectacle like that was getting me hard again.

As if doing it on purpose, Brandy was shaking her ass at me as if she were inviting me. Those cheeks did a damn good job putting me in a daze as I clasped both cheeks, making her gasp.

“Don’t think I forgot about you, hot stuff,” I said with newfound bravado and aimed my dick at her soaking pussy. “You may not have popped my cherry, but I’ll be sure to take real good care of you~.” Just as I said that, I held onto her ass cheeks and rammed my cock deep in her pussy from behind.

“Oh my god~!” Brandy shouted while gripping the sheets. “Not even five minutes and you’re ready for a second round~?! What a man~!”

“Let’s just say I recently got an energy boost!” I boasted before cracking my hand across her ass.

“Aaaahh~! Yes! Yes, do it again, baby~!” Brandy screamed before Rosé silenced her with a kiss.

“Mmm, I think we found a keeper, Brandy~,” Rosé cooed while I smacked Brandy’s ass again, leaving a red hand mark. “Wait’ll we tell the others about him~!”

Brandy couldn’t be bothered to give a response as I pounded her tight pussy. I then got an idea and jammed my thumb in her asshole.

“Eeeeeeeeee!! You sneaky little shit!” Brandy yelled at me in a playful manner.

“Oh wow, he’s creative too~!” Rosé squealed as she groped Brandy’s tits.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so fuckn’ tight!” I said as I thumbed her asshole more while I fucked her hard. “You might even be tighter than Rosé!”

“Hey!” Rosé shouted at me. “Rule one, no comparing lovers when they’re all in the room,” she instructed me.

“Haha! My bad,” I laughed. “Now beg for it, Brandy~!”

“Aaaahh~! Give me that cock, baby~! Pound my pussy until you cream on me~!” Brandy begged while I kept fucking her.

I obliged her by thrusting as hard as I could to the point where all that could be heard were the wails of the gorgeous brunette at my mercy. Rosé took it upon herself to finger her pussy at the sight of me fucking the daylights out of her friend. Both of Brandy’s ass cheeks were completely red as they jiggled like pudding with every thrust I made. The entire room stunk of sex and sweat, and the bed sheets were damp with mixed fluids. However, like all good things, my third and final climax was nearing, and I felt Brady’s pussy walls begin to tighten around my cock.

“Here it comes, Brandy!” I said to the brunette. “Where do you want it~?!”

“Cover my back, you savage~!” Brandy told me.

With a few more last thrusts and one more crack across Brandy’s ass, I pulled out of her pussy and jerked off until I finally came. Rope after rope of my cum shot out of my cock and other Brandy’s slender back. At the same time, Brandy screamed into the pillow as she came as well, and her pussy squirted her juices all over my crotch and legs. We all basked in the afterglow of our climax high until I exhaled deeply before I collapsed on my back on the mattress. As I tried to catch my breath, both women crawled up on both sides to snuggle on my chest.

END OF LEMON!!!

“Goddamn…” I said, smiling a little while drenched in sweat. “That was intense.”

“Mmm, you were wonderful, given you were only a virgin a short while ago,” Brandy told me before kissing my cheek.

“Didn’t know I had it in me,” I said while Rosé twirled her finger on my chest. “Does the Don do this often? Send his girls to guys for doing a good job?”

“On the contrary, he rarely does,” Rosé said.

“You must have done something incredibly spectacular to earn the company of his finest. And Rosé of course,” Brandy said, making Rosé smack her with a pillow.

“If this is what happens just because I won a fight, then this is the best gig I’ve ever had,” I said with a cocky smile as I wrapped my arms around my two girls.

Meanwhile

On the other side of the city, a three-story villa stood surrounded with fancy-looking carriages and a small army of guards. In one of the rooms, a doctor stood over Nacho as he was finishing the stitches on his face.

“Forgive me, señor, but the wound is too deep to avoid scarring,” the doctor said nervously.

“I don’t give a flying fuck, cabrón! Just stop the bleeding, or you’ll start to bleed,” Nacho threatened before the doctor kept stitching his face. He then looked over at a large man with a bowler hat on. “I don’t give a shit what my uncle says. I want that little puta squashed like a bug!” The man simply bowed before heading out the door. “Call me a cockroach. We’ll see who’s the fucking cockroach!”

Author's Note

Dante’s kills and brutality are now forever imprinted in the minds of the bosses of the underworld. How will they handle him from here on out during his stay in the big city?

Side Note:
Just a reminder, yes, I’m back. Just got over a lack of motivation. Stay tuned for more updates.

Hope you enjoyed!

~WurkyWilk has left the building…