I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Lolk and the New Bride Continued

I feel my balls pull up and my flesh pebble from her clenching walls, I want to c*m so bad but instead I stop, my c**k deep inside her cunt and count to ten. I move off of her and grab the third demoness, her face looks scared but excited-her white orbs glowing in trepidation.

I kiss her open mouth, my hands gliding down her face to her breasts, my mouth following. Her sisters are laying next to us, their eyes watching us as they touch themselves, tiny gasps leaving their pouty lips, tear streaks drying on their cheeks.

I continue to her breasts, my tongue licking her n****e into my wet mouth, her small n****e puckering, the perfect little handful that I cup in one hand as I suck half her breast into my mouth. I release her breast with a pop and move down, kissing her belly until my head is between her legs, my shoulders spreading her legs wide. I move one leg on my shoulder and suck my finger in my mouth, wetting the large digit as I enter it into her ass and lower my mouth to her c**t. Her legs tighten around my head as she lifts her ass, either trying to get away from my invasion or get closer to my tongue, her sounds of distress ramp up my lust, I feel c*m leak from my c**k as she moves against my mouth.

I am ready to c*m, and her clenching p***y is almost ready for release. I can smell her arousal peak, when I feel her body begin to tense I raise up, her legs still around my shoulder and position my tip at her opening. Her near orgasm has her face flushed, I hold my c**k looking into her eyes, I can see the fear as I push through her fold, when I encounter the small barrier I lean down to her lips, brushing my lips against hers as I push through. I swallow her pain filled moan as I pump faster until I feel my balls pull up and my back tingle. I push to the hilt and c*m deep inside her, biting and injecting my mark into her neck as her p***y clenches her pleasure around my c**k.

Her sister's look at her with envy, my new bride.

I grab the sister to my right and mark her neck, making her mine. The sister on my left is already raising up, baring her throat to me when I lift my head. I smile into her eyes and grab her into my arms, marking her neck, her goosebumps pebbling down her body. "Vina fundenda" I say as I break the deception spell and jump up from the lush ground, the leader is making his move.

I create a transport spell, sending my new brides to my bedroom, my mark will keep them safe. As I watch them leave, their forms stumbling through, I regret not getting their names.

Somehow in Hell, I have found four true virgins and one made virgin. I feel their innocent blood run through my veins. They empower me with their sacrifice. I look down at my d**k, their blood drying on me, their sweet smell filling my nose.

It is a gift that I will return tenfold.

I turn around to the colossal demon, his form is ripped with muscles, his legs spread wide to accommodate the wide girth of his c**k and balls, as well the thickness of his thighs.

This is the first 'leader' I have encountered that appears to be a challenge.

He is a foot taller than myself, his brackish oily flesh ripples in the sunlight. His aura is brown with black streaks. He is a powerful demon, and after my s****l release, all I can feel is my bloodlust remaining. He begins to run towards me, his outstretched hands and long nails ready to gouge out my eyes or worse.

It is a ballet of movements, a deadly dance of punches, kicks, scrapes, gashes, and blood soaked earth. I feel my flesh rip under his nails, my stomach bleeding, it's a move worth suffering from as I grab his head in my claws and crush his skull and twist his head off of his shoulders, his hands going deeper into my flesh. My blood splatters onto my hooves.

His body flops onto the ground, his head still in my grasp as my generals walk towards me, my soldiers carrying several demons with them. The circle will not be balanced from this level, a problem that we already envisioned and made plans to counter with the help of Coral's spellwork and Kyle's incantations.

"Put the bodies here, we need a total of one hundred. If the bodies are petrified, kill others to replace them" I tell my soldiers, as I fill a canister with the leader's blood, preparing for the circle drawing...oval drawing in this case.

"Yes My Lord," I hear from several as they drop the bodies and turn around to gather more.

I begin my incantation and spellwork. This will be the most diverse spell to date, trying to bridge the levels and keep my Aladdin Paradise safe and intact, most especially my six, repeat, six brides. What the ...

I place my attention back on my artistic circle, making sure the lines are correct as I cast my spells, my voice fluctuating with the incantation.

I want to wipe the sweat from my brow, the salty droplets sting my eyes as I continue to bend down, straining my back, as my soldiers bring the dead inside the circle. When the canister runs dry, my body cracks as I raise up, the ligaments and bones popping into place, relieving some of my pressure and allowing me to wipe the damned sweat as I walk to fill it up with more blood from the fallen.

I am beginning to feel the drain from my brides demand before battle, and the marking of my new brides combined with the battle and subsequent blood loss. I have black spots that plague my vision. The combination of fatigue and spellwork is making me weak. In response I feel Nate and Tate get closer, a layer of protection to ensure none of the demons here are brave enough to challenge my conquest.

I finally look around me to gauge my progress and my heart lifts seeing that I have almost completed the drawing. One more canister full of blood should see the completion. I go back to drawing, my back once again straining with my motions and the sweat pouring into my eyes once again.

The humidity of this level sucks ass.

"All one hundred sacrifices have been placed in the center My Lord," I hear from my left, I nod my understanding and keep my incantation flowing. The fluctuating sounds are hypnotic, even the plants and vines are swaying. I hope this jungle is not destroyed with the compression of the level. Amber will benefit so much from the fauna, and Coral will be able to hone her stalking skills here. So many can increase their levels and grow here.

I look up and see the end only three feet away. Finally, s**t, I'm tired and want to sleep. I can't wait to feel all six of my brides wrap around me tonight.

I feel myself stumble and Tate catches me, placing me back centered, my voice never falters and the drawing is still intact. Luckily we can continue.

I add the last connecting piece, focus on the magical spring, my home, my brides, this jungle, my demons...stand up slit both palms with my claws and raise my voice, "Quinque campester fiat unum, in domum suam: focis, meam." I clap my hands and sling my blood onto the circle completing the spell.

The last two times the levels combined we experienced a huge quake; I brace myself for the expected influx and watch my soldiers do the same. We continue waiting, I watch my soldiers look at each other, expectations clouding their faces.

The rolling ground never occurs, instead the air shimmers and a cool breeze blows past us. The smell of pure magic engulfs us, encasing us in a golden-amber fog. I feel my body respond and look at my soldiers in turn. Each is sporting a hard on, precum already leaking from their tips.

The smell  of the fog is fcking amazing. My mouth waters as my c**k gets even harder.

My eyes begin to burn, not with pain, but with tears. I look around at my men and the other demons that have moved towards us, tears flow down their faces, golden tears.

I close my eyes, did the spell fail? I feel myself falling to the ground, and I hear the bodies around me falling as well. When I land I am in my garden, my soldiers and other demons with me, the golden-amber mist is flowing into the spring, turning the golden water the same color as the fog, intensifying the aroma.

My brides run outside, as well as my Parens, their faces showing apprehension at our sudden invasion. Around my Aladdin Paradise we hear the demons from the combined levels and level five become one. I can hear the sounds of lust in the air as the demons that were encased in the fog finds a willing demoness or demon to mate with.

A demon runs towards me, his eyes showing excitement, "It worked my lord, the jungle, it surrounds us!" He is one of the demons chosen to protect my brides, a butler for my home. Seeing him I feel myself begin to relax.

I am about to raise myself up when I feel excruciating pain in my chest followed by a locking sound deep in my chest. I feel as if another puzzle piece has been put in place. The pain both pleasure and torment. This is worse than when the four levels became one, but also better. It is as if I am becoming whole.

My newest brides come to me wrapping their arms around my body, I can see my mark deep on their necks. I thought they would be sleeping, instead they are cutting their hands and pouring their blood into my mouth and I hear one telling my other brides to feed me too.

I open my eyes again, I didn't even realize they were closed, and see all six of by brides feeding me their blood, the combination is heavy. I feel immense power flow through me. They have become more than my brides in this moment-they are my lifeline.

Dawn's golden blood mixes with Amber's blueish gold and Coral's greenish gold. The dracaena triplets dark red blood combines them all, flowing into me.

My Parens and generals are busy directing the new demons and helping the others with the changes that have occured. Several homes have disappeared, the landscape once again has changed. Even my Aladdin Paradise has changed, more fauna and trees, some with homes are scattered in my private garden. Everyone is busy while I am laying on the ground, my brides caring for me. I raise up as their cuts heal, I feel power flow through me.

I am no longer tired as I get to my feet, kissing and hugging each bride, laying my hands on those that carry my spawn.

I am a fcking badass.

Five levels down, two more to go.

I watch as the dracaena brides walk to the spring and begin drinking large handfuls.

I really need to get their names, but before that, we have a lot of work to do. I need more than twenty soldiers to conquer the next level.

"Kyle, prepare for the gladiator competitions, we need more soldiers. Nate tell the demons about the competition, same rules as before. Tate, form a group to help the demons, we need to get them situated before nightfall. If any try to challenge you, kill them immediately" I look towards my Pater and his brides, they will stay back to protect what is mine.

"Yes My Lord" I hear the three respond as I walk towards my Parens, their feet already carrying them away to follow my orders.