The dragon's harem

As much as Arad wanted to go back to training right away, he still had to rest and relax a bit. Albeit he was getting used to it, getting the Nymph’s body had just put an even bigger load on his mind. Controlling four incarnations was already hard enough, but now he had to deal with two more.

It wasn’t a strength problem, but a mental one. Controlling those bodies, keeping conscious of them all, and even trying to exert himself was slowly becoming a burden. So whether he liked it or not, relaxing and resting was as necessary as training, and these days, he sometimes even sleeps to be able to keep up.

But what was scary about it all was that his body was getting used to it at harrowing speed. Right now, he was already feeling at home with the nymph’s body, and he was certain that in a year or two, he would be fully used to his six bodies. Of course, unless he keeps getting more.

So right now, resting and relaxing in the bath was more of a necessity to cool off a bit. To be honest with himself, the hardest part was dealing with his ingrained draconic anger issues. If someone attacked a dragon’s lair, their nest, the dragon would go on a mad rage until that threat is wiped off completely, that’s how dragons end up burning entire cities or kingdoms.

Right now, Arad should’ve left everything and gone on the hunt to find Cain and tear him apart, and would’ve found him eventually. With Arad’s powerful senses and magic, finding Cain is quite possible, especially if Arad went on a mad rampage like the one, he did chase Vorvadoss. Arad would’ve gone from one world to another, burning everything to ash until he found Cain.

But since the human part of his soul is telling him that going that far is bad, he is sitting patiently and not even confronting Amaterasu about her not finding, and killing Cain. The only reason Arad wasn’t burning her churches down was that he knew Cain was her husband, so he understood that it must be hard for her. While she can’t push herself to find and kill him, Cain knows everything about her and can avoid her, so she is in a bad spot.

Cain and Nyar, now he had two big problems to deal with, and why did they just happen to be the strongest of the outer void and the strongest of the universe? Arad’s enemies were the two strongest beings known, and he couldn’t curse his rotten luck more than he already did.

Arad sat on the bath’s edge with Eris on one side and Kali on the other. Both of them looked like they wanted something from him, and so, they were hugging him more than anything else. Diana was behind him, massaging his massive shoulders and back.

Then, below, between his legs, the archon he fought first, Gabriella, and the other two archons, all took turns shoving his flesh down their throats. They were all just as tall and massive as Arad and Gamond, so that thing only felt a bit big for them.

Gamond herself was on the floor, having Camilla massage her whole body with some strange oil made from sea serpent liver fat, which supposedly helps keep dragons’ scales healthy. Claug was the one who made the oil, and she even had countless kobold slaves in her lair, oiling up her massive draconic body.

At first, Gamond was sceptical, but taking a closer look at Gamond’s shining, smooth, and durable emerald scales that looked more like what you’d find on a wyrmling, she had to try it. In human terms, it made their skin as smooth as that of a kid without any wrinkles or signs of aging.

But there was one exception: Arad himself had perfect scales, even though he was an adult dragon. In fact, the older he got, the more beautiful and radiant his obsidian scales looked.

“Does it even work?” Camilla asked, rubbing Gamond’s massive, pale peach.

“It does, but you have to use it a lot.” While Gamond’s skin was relatively small in her humanoid form, it still needed as much oil as her draconic form, so Camilla was horrified to pour an entire carafe of oil on Gamond’s back and have it disappear like nothing.

Camilla looked at Gamond’s body, then tried to remember how she looked as a dragon. “But, you’re an elder dragon, right? Your draconic body is perfect and looks younger than a great wyrm.”

Gamond sighed. “Yeah, I look younger than a great wyrm, but older than an ancient one. I want to look younger, maybe have scales like those of a young adult drakaina, smooth, shiny, and radiant like those of a pale snake.”

The two bath maids stood by the side, looking at Camilla doing their work, and then threw glances at Arad, where he was getting throated by literally archons, and quickly felt out of place. One slap from anyone here and they would die; they were literally mortals standing among monsters. The only proof they needed for that was that they couldn’t even oil up Gamond and massage her, because to them, her skin felt as hard as a rock, and even Camilla felt like Gamond was made of tire rubber.

They weren’t strong enough to help anyone here, so all they could was just stand there and watch, hoping that one day they would somehow become strong enough to at least not feel like everyone else is made from steel.

Just looking at him, first, he looked like a wall, and even got two divine beings on his sides, an archon in the back, and three on his flesh. They weren’t built for this; they came here to help Camilla, but somehow ended up caught up in all of this. Lexi had told her before that Arad wasn’t just hard; he had a steel rod that didn’t flex at all. If they got their first time here, this might be their best and worst day ever; that thing hurt like hell.

After a while, the two bath maids had to do something to make sure none of them would get her back cracked open today, so their best plan was to get Arad busy with his wives, who were far stronger than they were. One of the maids looked at them, and the other asked with a calm tone and a confident face just how she was trained by Rey and Ray.

“Who would you be taking first?” To prevent the wives from arguing, usually, it was the maids who set them in a line for Arad. They won’t be pushing each other to get beneath him. It was Tina’s job before, but now that she was training away, the maids usually do it if the wives aren’t already ranked.

Eris smiled, “Let Kali and Diana go first, I already had a taste yesterday. They had been away for a while, and they deserve it.” She licked her red lips, then rubbed her face on Arad’s massive neck, before licking and biting it, pushing her fangs into his veins. She won’t ride Arad today, but she’ll enjoy herself and feast on his blood.

Kali giggled, looked down at the archons, Gabriella still had Arad’s flesh all the way down her throat, and she seemed really into it, so Kali had to push her away. They were so much against when she told them before, but now they seemed to like it. Kali knew that even if those archons didn’t know Arad was AO, they could somewhat feel it; otherwise, an archon would rather die than do what those three are doing.

Kali lifted her foot, placed it on the archon’s face, and pushed her away. “Now he is mine; you all sit and wait.” As the archon stumbled back, the other two reluctantly took their lips away from Arad’s jewels and backed away, or at least that’s what they should’ve done. They were jealous of Gabriella, not because she had Arad’s flesh down her throat, but because Kali pushed her away with her foot.

Seeing that, Kali did the same to them. It was then that Arad realized something when he looked at Kali’s thoughts. Those three archons had never seen her naked before or even touched her. Before Diana brought them to train him, they were stationed at the gates of Kali’s palace for fifty years!

The closest they got to Kali was earlier, when Arad was clapping her and the twelve demon lords at her palace. Those three, with a fourth archon were sitting outside the room’s door listening to their goddess getting pounded and moaning. Before that, the closest they got to Kali was during the war when they saw her from afar, being the ruthless and demonic general they knew and trusted.

So, how come the archons protecting Kali’s room never got to see her? The answer was simple: Kali never used that door, not even once. She always teleports in and out of the room, so that door literally never got opened after it was installed there, and those archons’ job is useless since there was nothing to protect there.

That explained why Gabriella was so agitated at the start of this fight, and why she felt the need to show off against him. She wanted Kali to acknowledge her power and maybe sent her back to the frontlines where she could have a more productive role.

He somewhat felt sorry for them.