NOVEL WEB Chapter 87: Full Of Love
Years had passed, and the Cardinal World had entered an era of relative peace—less war, fewer conquests, and an atmosphere of calm that many had hoped for. The once-chaotic landscape had softened, and the cities flourished under the rule of the strongest. One such city, the City of Eternal Nights, was a haven of tranquility, where the skies were always dark, yet filled with stars that glittered like gems.
It was in this city that Arion and Velzard found themselves enjoying a quiet dinner in a restaurant, a place renowned for its peaceful ambiance and exquisite cuisine. They had grown closer over the years, their bond becoming something more than mere companionship. The two sat together at a table by a large window, the glow of the city casting a gentle light over their faces. Laughter filled the air between them, a warmth only found in the company of those one truly trusted.
Velzard paused, glancing over at Arion with a mischievous smile. "Well, this is my stop," she said softly, her tone playful but laced with a hint of something more. Arion chuckled and nodded, his eyes meeting hers with a warm, genuine look.
"Another night of laughter," he remarked, his voice still carrying the warmth of their earlier conversation.
Velzard's eyes twinkled, but there was an undercurrent of tension as she added, "I do enjoy our time together... but something tells me the night might not end quite so peacefully."
Arion raised an eyebrow, sensing the subtle change in the atmosphere. "Are we expecting company?" he asked with a teasing grin.
Before she could respond, the familiar presence of Testarossa, Ultima, and Carrera brushed against their senses. The three Primordials materialized at a short distance, their eyes narrowed with a mixture of curiosity and mild annoyance.
"Velzard," Testarossa's voice was smooth, but there was a slight edge to it. "How quaint. Seems like you're having a lot of fun... without us."
Ultima crossed her arms, her expression unreadable, but the subtle tension in her stance was undeniable. Carrera, on the other hand, seemed more direct, her eyes focused intently on Arion and Velzard.
Velzard smirked, unfazed by the Primordials' presence. "Oh? Is there a problem?" she asked, her tone light but with a hint of challenge.
Arion, sensing the brewing tension, stepped in with a calm demeanor. "Why don't we all go inside for a drink? No need for things to get awkward."
Testarossa's gaze flickered to him before she nodded, though her eyes lingered on Velzard for a moment longer. "Very well. But don't get too comfortable," she said, her voice low.
The four of them made their way inside Velzard's chambers, then Arion snapped his fingers and they were all transported in his personal dimension. There was a big bed and nothing else, the ladies were surprised and Arion smiled and snapped his fingers again and 3 more Arion popped up it was like body doubles but they were all real Arion, each Arion pulled one of the ladies, Velzard, Testarossa, Carrera and Ultima were shocked and pleasantly surprised. Then before they could utter a word. They were pulled in a tongue kissing passionately for a while then their clothes started to disappear, a second later they were all naked. Then Arion who was an assassin in his past life has received training on how to seduce ladies and how to please them. One by one they were all lingered, they stared moaning, gripping the bed, shacking, getting wet. Arion started licking their Naples, kissing their necks. Sliding his big D inside their mouth, teaching them 69, playing with their clips, changing positions again, slapping their asses making it juggle, then he started penetrative them, all the 4 Arion were moving at the same time, he had made a spell that will make their pleasure x100. The ladies were screaming with pleasure, they were in even. Arion grabbing their asses, slapping it, biting it, changing positions, making the ladies seat on him, doggy style, missionary, they went through almost all kamasutra positions. They kept at it for hours and hours, the ladies were satisfied at the end.
They ended up sleeping each on Arion chest with a smile on all of their faces.
Arion, with a quiet smile, told Pandoria, his trusted assistant. "Pandoria, please wake me in eight hours. I want to make sure the night lasts as long as possible."
Pandoria, always attentive, nodded with a knowing smile. "Of course, Master."
Sleep came quickly, the gentle embrace of the night wrapping around them like a cocoon, their hearts beating in quiet synchrony.
Several hours passed before the soft sound of Pandoria's voice stirred the stillness. "Master... it's time," she whispered, her voice a tender interruption to the peaceful slumber.
Arion slowly awoke, the warmth of Velzard beside him a constant presence. His eyes flickered open, and for a moment, he just listened to the stillness of the room, to the calm breaths of the women who slept peacefully. It was rare for him to find such tranquility, and even rarer to share it with others.
He looked at Velzard first, the delicate lines of her face soft and serene in the dim light of the room. With a tenderness only he could offer, Arion reached out and gently stroked her hair, his fingers gliding softly through the strands. Slowly, she stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze.
"Darling..." she whispered, her voice still thick with the remnants of sleep. Her eyes were full of warmth, love, and something even deeper—a quiet affection that only bloomed in moments like this. "This... this is the best night I've ever had," she murmured, a soft smile curving her lips as she snuggled closer, her head resting on his chest.
Arion smiled, his heart swelling with emotion as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. "I feel the same way, Velzard. There's nowhere else I'd rather be than here, with you."
Next, he turned to Testarossa. Her sleeping form had a beauty of its own, serene and peaceful in its own way. Arion leaned over, brushing a lock of hair from her face as he gently woke her. Testarossa's eyes opened slowly, meeting his gaze with a mixture of surprise and affection. A soft smile spread across her face, one that seemed to glow in the dim light.
"Darling," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep, but filled with a rare tenderness. "This is the best night I've ever had." There was a softness in her voice that made Arion's heart ache with the depth of it, as if she were allowing herself to experience a love she rarely allowed herself to feel.
Arion's eyes softened, and he leaned forward to kiss her hand. "I'm so happy you're here, Testarossa. You mean more to me than you know."
Ultima was next. She had always been poised, graceful, and sometimes distant, but as Arion gently woke her, there was a softness in her eyes that only he could draw out. She blinked a few times before meeting his gaze, and in that instant, something in her eyes shifted—something that spoke of trust, affection, and a vulnerability that she rarely allowed others to see.
"Darling," she said quietly, her voice like a soft melody, "this is the best night I've ever had." There was a sincerity in her words, a truth she only shared with him. Her eyes softened as she looked at him, and for a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them.
Arion gently cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing over her cheek. "I'm so glad we shared this night together, Ultima. You deserve this happiness."
Finally, Arion turned to Carrera. She had always been the protector, the one who stood apart, but tonight, there was something different about her—a softness in the way she looked at him, a quiet yearning that had always been buried deep within. As he gently stirred her awake, her sharp eyes softened when they met his, and for a moment, there was only the warmth between them.
"Darling," Carrera whispered, her voice low and filled with affection, "this... this is the best night I've ever had." Her words were soft, vulnerable in a way Arion had never heard from her before, and it made his heart swell with love.
Arion reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering against her skin. "I'm so happy to hear that, Carrera. You deserve to feel this peace, this joy."
As the women slowly awoke one by one, their smiles filled the room with a warmth that no darkness could extinguish. In the quiet moments that followed, Arion realized that the night they had shared was something extraordinary—a night of connection, of love, and of memories that would linger long after the morning light crept through the windows.
For in that moment, it was not just the best night for them—it was the beginning of something far more beautiful than they could have imagined. And as they looked at one another, knowing that the world outside would always be there, they found peace in the simple, profound love they had for one another.