Chapter 24: How About I Tame Them?
Knowing that his body was safe in the Venomous Beauty’s hands, Edmund embraced the feeling of finding himself near the tranquil sea, the sea with shores suitable for a beach like Miami.
Falling unconscious felt good.
It was like taking a break from work so you could refresh your soul. Uh... no! There was no refreshment when the goddamned goddess had threatened to take his erection away. It was the only thing that kept Edmund sane... for now. If he lost it, he didn’t know if dying would not be the following thing he would do.
Now that the goddess had said losing it for a week, Edmund didn’t feel pressured. He could fail the mission and wait for a week to teach her a lesson. There is no way he was going to kill someone who had saved him. Someone whose eyes showed fear... unless if the goddamned goddess was going to give him a reasonable reason to do so of course.
Taking a few steps toward where the goddess’s portal would have been, Edmund shouted, "Beauty Goddess, I need the portal now!"
If there was something Edmund wanted to do, it was to confront the goddess. He really needed to know if some of her screws were loose or if she really was a bitch. Unfortunately, he could not reach her unless she wanted and opened a portal for him.
Edmund was going to shout again when a swirling circle appeared in front of him, shimmering as a portal would be.
"Nice choice!"
He made his way through the portal and was flabbergasted by what he saw.
"Really?"
The Goddess of Beauty stood naked, her body back to the hazel-eyed one. Looking at her blinding skin which was gradually glistening like a dying star, Edmund forgot about everything he had in mind. Instead, he gulped.
’I was supposed to confront her, damn it!’
As if nothing had happened, the goddamned goddess advanced toward him, her face enveloped in a lustful smile of I know what I’m doing.
Edmund had some things to take care of first. He wanted to know why killing the Venomous Beauties was a must. Why the goddess didn’t consider the fact that he was tired and proceeded with giving him the mission. Why did she point her finger at his erection?
...OF ALL THE THINGS.
She could have said eyes, ears or even legs. Edmund would not care. But his little brother? That was unacceptable.
UNA... UNACCEPTABLE.
That’s why he held his hands out like a person pushing a wall.
"Stay where you’re! I want some answers first. You can also hide that goddamned hot body..."
His eyes landed on her juicy melons and caused him to stammer.
"Oh... of yours. I don’t have time for that."
Did he really think the goddess would listen to him? She was as stubborn as hunger or the Infection that had devoured the world. The reason why she instead took a step toward him, her lips parting to say, "Oh tough guy, you seem to be in a hurry. Why don’t we..."
Edmund could guess what she was about to suggest.
"Stop! Answer me first! Why are you naked?"
’This is not what I was supposed to ask, dammit!’
"To distract you of course. You were angry with me when you received the mission, weren’t you? I’m trying to compensate you."
"Why did you make me angry then? You should have at least talked to me."
"What would I have said? That the missions are pre-set and are bound to pop up once some conditions are fulfilled?"
She started touching his chest but Edmund was determined to not do anything of that kind before knowing all he wanted to know.
"Why didn’t you tell me what the deaths of Venomous Beauties will bring to you?"
If they had killed or led to God of Desires death as she claimed, was killing them going to help anything in his journey to becoming the next God of Desires, or it was just revenge?
The goddess stopped the movement of her fingers and pressed her soft rugby balls against his body, her hazel eyes meeting his.
"I thought you remembered that."
Did she really tell him? Could he have forgotten? When?
Edmund was searching his memories when the goddamned goddess tiptoed, bringing her damp lips closer to his ear to whisper:
"I told you they have taken a big percentage of the God of Desires powers."
’Yeah! She’s told me that!’
Her lustful calm whisper, coupled with the hot air from her kissable lips made the hairs on Edmund’s body stand straight. Something pole in nature also throbbed, a sign that the goddamned goddess was a professional seductress.
"I was going to tell you their role in the God of Desires death when you started telling me to be brief. Luckily, I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I can tell it in a few words."
Edmund was about to rejoice that he was going to know the reason in a few words, but then, she started a long and boring tale.
"After he realized that he was killing his partners during the deed, God of Desires decided to create something to hold his powers and that was the Dreadful Dagger.
The sword was supposed to be as heavy as his regrets, its hilt as soft as the tears they shed on his bed. Only he could lift the sword for he was the owner of the regrets, and only the beauties could break the hilt by the use of their tears, too."
Edmund felt like something was off.
"Beauty Goddess, sorry to interrupt! How did you know all about this? It’s like you were there."
The goddess in the question brushed her tongue against Edmund’s ear and...
’This bitch!’
"Tough guy, I like it when you call me a bitch."
This reminded him she could hear his thoughts.
’No privacy. Gods!’
"You’re torturing me."
She giggled and tortured him for a few more seconds.
’Oh my!’
"I received most of this information through the descriptions of Legacies the God of Desires created after they betrayed him. Don’t worry! They’ll be yours soon and you’ll read more yourself."
’Legacies? Seems like I don’t only have a bank of blood but also an arsenal of...’
’She’s still talking, you fool!’
"When the beauties found out they could not lift the sword, they started brainstorming ideas on how to break it. You can guess how it ended. They broke the hilt, shared the shards among themselves and left him too weak to fight the Goddess of Misery who didn’t hesitate to make use of the opportunity."
Things were getting clearer... uh... somehow.
Hell, yeah! Somehow.
Edmund still didn’t understand why the beauties proceeded with their revenge plan when the dude felt guilty about his wrong doings and ready to do anything in his power to never repeat the same mistake.
He really loved and wanted them to enjoy like he did. Then why? Why did they end his life?
It’s not like their lives were going to improve. They were going to live for thousands of years killing the males they would try to have sex with like he killed girls. Wasn’t that ironic?
As always, the goddess had heard all his thoughts.
"Tough guy, only the Venomous Beauties can answer you those questions."
This reminded Edmund of the mission he had just received.
"How will I ask them when all you want is to have them killed?"
"Oh, tough guy... "
She had resumed her hand tease over his skin, rubbing her rugby balls against his body.
"I really didn’t say you’ll have to kill them. I mean, it’s not a must. Maybe you didn’t finish reading the overall mission I gave you the day we met."
Edmund remembered the mission she gave to him when he asked her how the system’s missions would be like. He really didn’t finish reading it.
Just like that, Edmund dived into the Satisfy Me System.
[The main mission: Kill all the Venomous Beauties. You will no longer be a disgrace to your family. No one will ever look down on you because you’ll always be on top.]
[Warning: It’s not necessary to kill them. All you need from them are stolen shards. But don’t hesitate to use your sword before it’s too late. They’re as fascinating as dragons. Admiring their beauty will cost you to burn to death in their flames.]
When Edmund finished reading this, his lips curled into a knowing smile. After meeting the first Venomous Beauty, he could tell that some of them were not evil. The one she met was even frightened and confused after she smelled God of Desires blood on him.
Despite that, she had come to his rescue when he was about to pass out. She really didn’t deserve to die. If he could make her his and retrieve the shard from her without killing her, he would have won the shard and a loyal soldier by his side.
She would also be of a great use to his little brother, right?
That’s why Edmund moved his hands and groped goddess’s bubbling butt, opening his mouth afterwards to ask,
"How about I tame them?"
