Chapter 13

I realized what the problem with my skill, Tame a Demon, was. After I summoned and dispersed the mana, the points in my stats went down by two. It wasn't mentioned in the skill’s description how much I needed to use, but that value was certainly too low. I had been trying to use Tame a Demon with too little mana. At least, I hoped that was the reason.

Zoe stirred, lying on top of me, opening her eyes and looking at me with a dreamy gaze.

“How do you know how much mana to use for your skills?” I asked.

“I checked my status after I used them.”

“And before you used them? How do you know how much to use the first time?”

“I didn't know,” Zoe replied.

“So how did you activate it?”

“I separate a portion of mana, use a skill, and what is left merges together.”

“So, why do you even separate it?”

“I always did it like that,” she answered with a shrug. “I think my mom taught me this way. It’s too hard to focus on the whole thing at once.”

“How much mana does your illusion skill cost?” I asked, wanting to assess the values needed for skills.

“Twenty points.”

It didn't seem like a large amount, but Tame a Demon was a much more serious skill, so it should cost more.

“Do you have a Mana Control skill?” I asked. Even though she had listed her skills to me and hadn't mentioned this one, I wanted to confirm.

“No,” Zoe answered.

If she didn't have a way to summon the mana into this world, I probably didn’t need to summon it either, which should make the whole process easier.

Closing my eyes, I focused on the mana inside me. The pool was there, and I tried to concentrate on all of it. Quickly, I discovered why Zoe was taught to separate it. The mana was shifting all the time, and the amount of it made it hard to remain concentrated. The more I tried to focus on it, the more I felt all the movements, and it became harder to control.

Giving up, I decided to follow Zoe’s advice and work with a smaller amount. However, I didn't want to surrender completely. I wanted to split it in two rather than create a small trickle and wait for it to flow. I had over nine hundred mana; half of it should be enough to activate the skill.

Something was clearly happening, but the mana remained whole. It was reacting in some way, but no matter how hard I focused, it wouldn't split. Resigning to take a slower approach, I imagined a flow bigger than what had previously worked for me. I needed to concentrate more, but fortunately, it worked.

It was still a slow process, but eventually, I had two portions of mana that were around the same size. Holding half of it with my mind was still not easy, but at least it was possible. I sensed the pull between both pools of mana; they wanted to merge, and I needed to hurry before one slipped from my focus.

I concentrated on my skill, trying to imagine Zoe as a target and a tattoo on her neck.

Something happened. The mana was reacting. I **** myself to control my emotions, to not let them distract me too much. The mana pool started swirling, going faster and faster. It began to shrink, but I had the impression that the amount of it was still the same, almost as if it were becoming more concentrated.

All movement stopped when it became small, like a grain of rice. At least compared to the bigger pool, it felt like that; it was hard to assess its size. I tried to remain focused, repeating in my mind like a mantra: the skill name, Zoe’s name, and imagining the look of a tattoo around her throat.

Suddenly, the mana transferred to the physical world and immediately rushed to Zoe’s neck. She groaned, and I lost all feeling of the mana. Opening my eyes, I noticed a bright light surrounding her neck. It extinguished after a second, leaving a tattoo on her skin.

[Successfully created a bond with a demon: Zoe Drazathis]
[Level up!]
[Class: Demon Master (Level 2)]
[Stat Points Gained: 1]
[Unlocked new skill: Demon’s Status]

[Achievement completed: The Beginning - Enslave your first demon.]
[Reward: +1 Luck]

Zoe sat up suddenly, distracting me from the announcements. I was panting and covered in sweat, only now realizing how tiring mental control over the mana had been.

Zoe’s hand darted to her neck. She tried to grab something there but quickly realized that there was nothing, brushing only the skin of her neck as she traced the tattoo. She shifted her gaze down at me, her pupils dilated, and a grin plastered on her face.

She squealed, lay down on my chest, and kissed me all over my face.

“You made it! I’m yours!” Zoe exclaimed between kisses.

Eventually, our lips met, and we connected in a long, wet kiss. Zoe was rubbing her pussy against my shaft, drenching it with her juices. Her lower lips glided along my length. Every time she reached the tip of my dick and rubbed against my glans, a pleasant tingle went through my body.

Her tail wrapped around the base of my cock. For a brief moment, Zoe continued her motions while stroking me at the same time. The doubled sensations made me groan into her lips, and she took the opportunity to push her tongue into my mouth.

After a brief moment of grinding, Zoe stopped, raised herself, tilted my cock with her tail, and tried to impale herself, but I stopped her. I’d spent too much time in this position. Flipping us over, she ended up beneath me. Her tail, still wrapped around my cock, immediately positioned it at her entrance, my tip entering her.

I pushed my hips forward, bottoming out in her in one quick motion. Zoe tilted her head back, moaning loudly, giving me the perfect view of her new tattoo. I grabbed her throat on the mark that bonded her to me.

“You’re mine!” I groaned, squeezing her throat and pounding her pussy hard and fast. Her legs tightened around my hips as she opened her mouth wide in a silent scream. I repositioned my legs for better leverage and used all my strength to thrust into her. I fucked her so intensely that, if not for my hand holding her by the throat, we would have shifted over the ground.

I glanced over her sweat-covered, pale body—she was gorgeous. Her dark-pink eyes focused on me with a gaze full of lust, adoration, and love. She was mine. I decided to make her first time as my **** worth remembering.

I relaxed my hold on her neck, making sure she could breathe, but left my hand there as a reminder. I grabbed one of her tits, kneading it between my fingers. When I pinched her hard nipple, Zoe moaned loudly.

Sliding my hand along her body, I reached her pussy. Without stopping the motion of my hips, I gathered some of her wetness from her lips on my fingers and brushed them on her clit. Zoe spasmed, her whole body tensed. I squeezed her throat and stopped moving while fully surrounded by her pussy.

When her body relaxed, I let go of her throat.

“Please! I was so close!” Zoe moaned, looking at me pleadingly.

“Hold on. Come when I let you, alright?” I asked, wanting to fulfill another of my fantasies.

Zoe's eyes widened, but she nodded vigorously. I brought my fingers back to her clit and stroked it gently. Zoe closed her eyes, whimpering. Her legs squeezed tightly around my hips. It seemed my command not to come had worked on her and made her even more aroused, pushing her even closer to her release.

I pulled my hips back and thrust into her vigorously. Zoe moaned, her whole body trembling.

“Please,” she cried. “Can I come, please?”

“Hold on,” I commanded, pounding her faster. My orgasm was approaching, and I knew I could make it even better for her.

“Zoe,” I began. She whimpered, her pussy convulsing around my cock, when she was on the edge of a powerful orgasm. “Dive into your mind. Feel my mana in you. Feel it! Sense it! How it touches your soul,” I ordered.

Zoe stopped breathing on her own, her pussy squeezing so hard around my cock that I erupted.

“Come, Zoe! Come on my hard cock!” I screamed, pushing my full length into her heat and exploding with a powerful load of thick sperm.

The bliss surged through my body, making me squeeze harder on her throat and freeze as I spurted everything I had inside her. In a few bursts, my entire cum left my balls and filled her pussy. I fell forward on top of her, panting, while her body was still consumed by her orgasm.

She shook silently as her pussy tried to milk me, even after I had nothing left to give.

We lay there for several minutes. Her body underneath mine shivered from time to time in the aftershocks of her orgasm.

I was gathering myself to get up when Zoe started to wiggle underneath me, as if she wanted to get free.

When I opened my eyes, she focused her gaze on me and stopped moving. “I want to see,” she said, her hand reaching for her throat, touching the tattoo.

Zoe stared at me pleadingly, asking silently for permission to go. I smiled and lifted myself off her. She immediately jumped to her feet and ran toward the exit of the cave room.

“Zoe, wait!” I shouted, getting up.

She stopped, backed up to me, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the cave. This time we turned left, and she led us between trees for a brief moment until I heard water.

Zoe brought us to a small stream. It was about three feet wide and dozens of inches deep—not big enough to wash in, but good enough to drink from. Apparently, Zoe wanted to see her reflection in it, but I wasn't sure how successful that would be with the current of the stream. She let go of my hand, dropped to her knees, and stretched her neck, trying to see her tattoo.

She had wanted something pretty, but it wasn't anything special. I had no idea how to create something she would like.

While I had thought about what to do, I remembered the chokers one of my neighbors used to wear often. She was about twenty, the hottest girl in our building, and every time I saw her going out in the evening, she had one on. I had imagined it on Zoe’s neck, and it had looked really hot, so I decided to make it like that.

The one my neighbor wore most often was made of thin metal circles that overlapped, creating a collar around her neck. I had never seen it up close, but I tried to create something similar.

However, I wanted it to have something unique—my symbol. I didn't have any special ideas and quickly dismissed using my initials. Finally, I decided to use part of the logo from my security company.

That would be a little reminder of my old world and a success that I had achieved there. It wasn't anything special. When I had been setting up the company, I hadn't had a lot of money, and paying for a graphic designer wasn't a priority. I found a student who was willing to do it extremely cheaply.

I ended up with the name of my company and an upside-down triangle in the background. He explained that simplicity is fashionable, and it was a really great logo. Easy to recognize and remember.

To me, it seemed like he created it in five minutes just to get it done as quickly as possible, but I didn't have the money to look for something better and just went with it. This remained the logo of my company, and I had never changed it.

I used it on Zoe’s tattoo. A singular triangle seemed weird, so I created two, about an inch from the middle of her throat to the sides. I made them a little bigger than the circles, which made them stand out.

Zoe tried to catch its reflection on the water’s surface. I wasn't sure if she would like it, but now it was too late to change it. I approached the stream.

“Zoe, is this water drinkable?” I asked.

“Yeah, I drank it for years,” she answered, still occupied with her tattoo.

I took a sip, hoping I wouldn't get sick. It was freezing, but it tasted great and refreshing. After satisfying my thirst, I sat down and decided to check my achievements and a new skill.

First, I checked the old achievements. Only two had increased in value: Spreading the Joy went up to nine, and The Main Goal to eight. I had come three times since the last time I checked this skill, which confirmed that was the goal of the second achievement. I needed to orgasm fifty times to gain a reward. It shouldn't be hard. I hadn't even been in this world a full day and had already done it eight times.

I paused, realizing how much sex I’d had in the last twenty-four hours. Before my ex left me, it was great if we did it once a month. But if she was getting fucked on the side, it wasn’t surprising anymore. I was going to continue at this pace and catch up for all those lost years.

Spreading the Joy rose to nine, and I was pretty sure Zoe had orgasmed four times since the last time I checked it. I was pretty sure that was the requirement in this achievement, especially since the name fit.

Next, I checked my new achievements.

List of Demon Master Achievements:
Name: The Demon’s Collector (1/5)
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Demon’s Series (1/30)
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Rainbow (1/10)
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Fetch the Bone
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Black and White
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Fuck Bad Luck
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Name: Double-Teaming
Description: ???
Reward: ???

Completed:
Name: The Beginning
Description: Enslave your first demon.
Reward: +1 Luck