Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Hours passed and with dutiful spectators in the Ember and Carleine, Zayda was brought to her first concurrent set of multiple orgasms. Evian's rod never truly left her snatch and her inner muscles never showed any real desire to let him go.

At the Sixth Order and with the level of intense training she had received from the Martial Temple, Zayda Vi'thar possessed superhuman stamina but all that was rendered void in Evian's hands. She became spent and was laid gently to rest on a sofa in the room so she could sleep it off, wake up, and hopefully be ready to go again. Evian looked forward to that.

Now, he stood, proud as ever with the sheen of perspiration being enough of a testament to what great work he had done, and faced the ladies he had been keeping waiting so far.

No words were needed…

A smile and the lack of a woman attached to Evian's hard pole was the only call the duo of Ember and Carleine needed to grab hold of him.

Evian welcomed them with an embrace to wrap them both in his hold, alternating kisses from Ember's lips to Carleine's. Having their bodies against his and soon their hands on his rod, stroking gently with Zayda's juices as enough lubrication to allow their palms to slide easily over the magnificent girth.

Shaking with their lack of release even with the show Evian had put on with Zayda, the ladies were impatient. Even more so than they were when they first entered this room tonight.

They forced Evian back to the bed and with an understanding already in place between the two, Carleine stepped aside to allow Ember to have her turn first. She decided to watch by the side and be satisfied with Evian's touch that never faltered because, as ever, his multitasking skill was at its height in this arousing sexual situation.

With the scent that permeated the room being the sort that had every inhabitant feeling heady and giddy with excitement, Ember straddled Evian's waist and positioned herself before getting her pussy to swallow Evian's rod in a single move.

"~Ahhhnnnnn~"

With Carleine watching her with jealousy, Ember threw her head back, reached behind with her hands to grab each of Evian's legs while she rocked her hips, gyrating to move the organ within her and set the stage of sorts for when she began to raise and drop herself for repeated thrusts.

*PAH*

*PAH*

*PAH*

Ember wasn't sure when it happened, maybe it was while she was gyrating or maybe it was right after she started the actual thrusts and her fleshy ass began to smack into Evian's lap, but there was something different about this session.

Ember's face was forced toward the ceiling and her entire psyche was swarmed by an Eldritch cold that pulled her into a realm beyond the physical.

At the same time Ember was experiencing this change, Evian lifted Carleine from where she was and balanced her moist pussy above his lips. This level of attention was something Carleine had decided not to exploit so Ember could have Evian -almost- completely to herself but she could not -and did not want to- resist Evian's urging.

She knelt with her legs on both sides of Evian's head and wasted no time lowering her snatch toward Evian's mouth so he could thrust in his tongue and start that delicious exploration that made the black-haired Knight delirious almost immediately.

It was then that Carleine experienced something similar to what Ember did.

- - -

Ember blinked when she found herself standing in a valley and she looked to the side to find that Carleine was also there with her.

"You're here too?" Ember asked.

Only now did Carleine realize she was not alone and she let out a startled gasp. Once she had calmed down from the slight shock, her mind reversed to wondering the same thing Ember was wondering,

"Where are we?"

"Welcome!"

The two looked from each other to what was in front of them. The strange voice that called their attention had come from a figure covered with a hooded cloak and was gripping a reaper's Scythe.

The good cast an authoritative shadow that shrouded the figure's face in its entirety.

The ladies recognized that hand. If they did not, how could they even be qualified to call themselves his lovers,

"Evian?"

"Yes," Evian answered in that strange voice of his, "It's me,"

The voice sounded familiar to the ladies but at the same time sounded different. It was as seductively mellifluous as Evian likes to sound when he wanted to entice prey but it resonated with this -world?- with an authority that told the two that they were completely at his mercy to do with as he saw fit.

"Where is this?" Ember asked.

"My- mind… I think," Evian answered.

"You think?" Carleine repeated and Evian let out a sigh,

"Actually, I think it's more complicated than that," he said gently, "This is my mind but it's also— not. This is a mental realm connected to my mind but it's also separate. I command it but I also don't- Not yet at least."

Ember and Carleine looked at themselves with confusion. Evian's words had only confused them more and he realized that which is why he decided to move things along,

"Anyway, you are both here because My Unique Seal took advantage of your vulnerability and drew your mind here."

"What about our bodies?" Carleine asked.

"Safe… Outside this realm. Driven by our instincts, we continue to rut on the outside. If you let go of your shock and 'let' yourself be receptive, you will feel what is currently happening with your bodies."

Driven by curiosity, both Ember and Carleine 'let' themselves feel and their faces turned red not out of embarrassment but due to a hypersensitivity towards what was happening with their bodies.

*Snap*

With a snap of his fingers, a sharp sound that pulled the ladies from getting lost in the sensations they were getting from their sexually active bodies, Evian created copies from his main seal and let the two float three feet away from Ember and Carleine,

"As you both might have guessed, I am not human. I stopped being human when I came back to life after my 'death'."

From the widened eyes of both Ember and Carleine, it was clear that they had never known and even if they had guessed, they had not allowed themselves to think about it all that hard. After all, it hadn't meant much besides him being capable of incredible feats. But to hear him say it so clearly… It was no longer something they could ignore.

"You're not human?" Ember asked.

"I'm not."

"Then what are you?" Carleine piped.

Evian gripped the Scythe in his hand even tighter and let out an intense aura of Eldritch energy that threatened to slam and throw both Ember and Carleine away by at least forty feet.

The Grey Eldritch energy Evian was exuding became mixed with an intense black that was outlined with a mysterious and seductive violet hue that coagulated to form an Avatar that towered up to 25 feet and glared down at the human ladies below.

The Avatar was a gaunt figure with sunken eyes that glowed with a lustful violet look. It was a representation of Evian's true Wraithic self and was an Avatar he could only manifest in this mental realm. He remembered his Assistant telling him this 'look' signified how powerful a Wraith was.

'The Gauntier, sickly, and hungrier a Wraith looks, the more powerful it is.' or something like that.

This was not a form Evian liked or wished to manifest. Call him vain but he saw no reason he had to look that way to show that he was powerful.

[You… Are Strange.]

'Oh, you're here.' Evian said.

[Those violet hues… I expected to see such considering how long I have known you and seen you act, but to think you really are a Wraith so steeped in Debauchery that it shows in the representation of your Avatar.]

'You say it like it's bad.'

[… It's unusual.

A Wraith should be driven by nothing more than a hunger for souls.

Where did it go wrong? I wonder.]

Evian realized his Assistant spoke more like an actual being than it had ever done and he found himself wondering exactly who or What it was.

'A matter for later,' he eventually decided before looking at the duo of Ember and Carleine.

He did not like the manifestation of his Avatar but he went ahead with it because it put more weight into the pronunciation to follow,

"I'm a Wraith."

Ember and Carleine gulped, both feeling the pressure coming off the Avatar even though Evian kept it to the minimum. Even then though, Evian kept it up because they needed to understand the significance of what he wanted to ask of them.

"As a Wraith, I am not bound by human limitations. I have a strict predatory contract that I obey in return for strength. The terms of the Contract are simple;

I kill and I eat the Souls of my victims.

By obeying this Contract, I have gotten stronger in months than many have in Years.

You two however are human. If I continue at my current pace, I will soon leave you behind. I don't want that, neither can I slow down because of you."

"So… What now?" Carleine asked boldly.

"I have a proposition," Evian said and stretched a hand toward the floating seals,

"Abandon your humanity and join me.

I will break away all bounds placed on you as humans and we will transcend the limits of this world…

… Together."