Greed God chapter 225

April 13th 2016 Brightedge City, Solomon Shipping Company, 12:00 PM EDT

Given  everything that happened, my only real lead for the Fear Host was the  Court of Owls. Luckily, I still had my in there, since the mask  protected me from being connected to Mammon. The only person who knew  who I was there was Silver, and she was under orders she couldn't break  not to leak it.

Speaking of Silver, she was in a weird  position for me right now. Like, looking back, I didn't feel bad about  taking and fucking her, though I did feel SLIGHTLY bad about  blackmailing her into blowing me when we were younger. What I DID feel  was kind of pissed off that those old fuckers thought so little of her.  The situation she found herself in sucked, and I was angry at them for  mistreating her, which was kind of a weird thing to feel.

Luckily,  full bodily control MEANS full bodily control, and I was able to  suppress any outward sign of my new annoyance. When I arrived, I found  Silver alone in the warehouse. She'd had the Talons all wait outside,  and when she saw me she looked...conflicted. She bowed her head. "My  lord. I heard about your father. I'm sorry to hear of his passing. He  was an impressive man."

I laughed grimly. "He was. And  worthy of respect, though he certainly has his flaws. I'm sick of  hearing condolences though, so we should move on. Tell me about the  movements inside the Court for the past few days. What have the been  doing? How have the reacted to recent events."

Just  because I hadn't contacted her to put her on a trail didn't mean Silver  wasn't useful where she was. If the Court was so intertwined with this  cult, or intertwined at all, then there was no way they wouldn't have  reacted during the aftermath. At the very least they must be scrambling  to get the Order under control, since they had been ignoring them,  probably on the assumption I'd be dead.

Silver  nodded, as if she'd been expecting this, which was fair because it was  the obvious request. She was in that same skimpy silver floor length  dress, and I found myself extremely distracted by all the bare flesh,  but I forced myself to ignore it. "Well first thing, the Order of the  Van Helsings hasn't been found. We didn't even get close. People were  out shaking branches and kicking trunks but nothing came of it, which in  my experience doesn't happen."

Which  meant they'd been stalling me like expected. Assholes. Not a shock  given the theorized links between the Court and the cultists. Sure, I'd  found almost no actual proof of that except some old entries in some  random tomes at Zee's place, but it made too much sense with their  behavior. Also, I was a Lord, not a cop, so fuck proof. I'd just kill  all these motherfuckers and then it wouldn't matter.

Silver  continued filling me in on inconsequential bits of information, and as  she did, I stared at her. She really was gorgeous. Fat creamy tits,  thick, smooth thighs, legs for days. And that ass...

I  heard a slight gasp and looked down to realize I'd slid my hand up  Silver's dress and started palming said ass. I grimaced. I'd been so  lost in my own bullshit I hadn't even noticed I was doing that. I mean,  it was good to see my sex drive was still as high as ever despite the  'feelings'. I considered what I'd come here for and how long we had.  "Suck my dick." I told Silver pensively.

She  nodded, sliding to her knees to fish my cock out. She swallowed me  whole without a second prompting, and I groaned as I stroked her hair.  As I did, I felt a strange emotion well up in me. Pride. I wasn't  suddenly mystically sappily in love with her or some shit, but seeing  this gorgeous silver haired girl slurping my dick made me feel like a  fucking badass. I mean, I always felt like a badass when I got laid, but  this was so much more.

I  felt some pride in her too. Silver was a sexy bitch, and she was mine.  Sure, I'd always been excited to have my girls and show them off, but  I'd never felt like I was...better, for having been able to get them.  Silver hummed happily as she slurped, and I kept petting her hair,  enjoying the heat and wetness as she slobbered my knob like a pro.  Apparently having human emotions makes blowjobs better, not worse, which  was neat.

She  went to town on my for about fifteen minutes before my balls tightened  and she swallowed my cum down like a fucking latte. Then she pulled  back, tucked my dick away, and zipped up my pants. She gave me a cheeky  smile as she fixed her pink shiny lip gloss. "See, now don't you feel  better?"

I  snorted at that and helped her up. "I forgot how fantastic you are at  that. You suck dick like a champion." I winked at her. "Should have kept  you around when we were fourteen."

That  got a laugh. "I don't think that good have gone well for either of us.  Also, it probably helps that your dick was the first one I ever sucked. I  developed a lot of my preferences blowing you." She grimaced. "It  actually makes me cringe thinking of how many cocky assholes I dated  after that. You kind of stuck in my head."

I  shrugged sheepishly. "Sorry." She whirled to look at me, her face  incredulous at the comment. "I recently had a bit of an...epiphany. I  feel a little bad about that whole thing. Not enough that I feel like I  owe you, but I think in the same situation I wouldn't do it again." At  her arched eyebrow I grinned at her. "Oh, I'd have absolutely fucked  your face. I'd have just taken the long was around and talked my way  into your pants through charm."

She  rolled her eyes at the comment, but I didn't much care. I brushed past  my little confession. "Anyway. We need a way into the Court. So do you  have some sort of event or something I can use as an in? " Technically  speaking I'd be going in as Nick, but even though they didn't know I was  Mammon they had to know that I was the one with Greed System if they'd  targeted my dad.

However,  that was a benefit rather than a hindrance. I had access to information  they didn't. One, I knew I was Mammon, and therefor a giant ass dragon  now. Two, I knew they were in bed with the vampires or at least  connected to them, so they would be aware of my dad dying and assume I  was vulnerable.

Given  the involvement of the Fear Host and the fact that the vampires had  targeted my mothers plan which involved it, they MIGHT know about the  system, but even if they did they couldn't know specifics because of the  mask, so even if they decided to try and spring a trap I'd be fine.

Silver  looked pensive for a minute. "Maybe? Roger Black throws a pretty huge  party once a month. It's coming up. Nothing huge or politically  significant, but Roger's parties are usually popular, mostly because of  all the pretty young things he invites who are always completely  poleaxed by all the wealth and power on display. Since there's always so  many girls willing to give it up for a nice dinner with a sugar daddy,  most of the powerful members attend."

I  grinned at her. "Well, that sounds tailor made for me. Though I think  I'll bring a date. I already have quite a bit on my plate with the girls  I have around now." Plus if that house wasn't lined with hidden cameras  set up to record wealthy businessman pounding underage girls for  leverage I'd eat my hat. If I wore a hat, which I didn't because hats  were fucking stupid.

It  was easy to see her surprise when I said that, but it was fine. She  wasn't wrong to be shocked, the old me didn't care too much about the  ever expanding list of potential weaknesses. I had a few girls I'd  already mentally locked in, and one or two that I would be an idiot to  pass up, but I wouldn't be snagging every random girl with a fat ass who  walked by anymore. I was having enough trouble dealing with sorting out  how much I gave a shit about the ones I had.

"You're  bringing me?" She sounded unsure, like she couldn't see the upside  there. Bringing her had no real benefit that she could see.

Which  was fair of course, because the main benefit was showing my support for  her by showing up at her side. I would ALSO be showing those fuck  sticks that she was mine and to keep their fucking eyes off her. Without  my apathy to temper it, I found my draconic greed was even more extreme  than it had been before.

She  opened her mouth to respond but I held up a hand. She quieted, and I  focused on my senses. It took me a second to confirm something and then I  spread my wings and blurred straight up, grabbing hold of a Talon that  had been looming in the rafters. I grabbed the large man in an a tight  grip and yanked him into open air, cutting my lift by putting away my  wings and dropping us both down into the cement of the warehouse floor.

There  was a loud crash as slammed him into the ground hard enough to leave a  crater, than stood up to drag him upright. "Well look at this." I said  conversationally. "A Talon. I could have sworn you told them all to wait  outside. Seems odd this one wouldn't listen to his boss."

The  massive man in the bronze armor, the top of his head covered in black  leather, grinned at me widely, despite his teeth being stained with  blood. "Nick Lord. I suppose you've been keeping a few things quiet from  us, what a shame. I was sent to follow the bitch, and good thing I was.  Now why don't you let me go instead of making this worse for yourself.  There are quite a few Talons in town. It would be a shame if one of  those girls you were talking about were to have an accident."

I  raised an eyebrow at him in complete stupefaction as I appraised him.  Felix Harmon- F rank talon. "Ok. Ignoring that up until recently that  threat would have held no weight at all, making it at this moment is an  even stupider decision. You're completely at my mercy. If I kill you  here no one would ever be the wiser."

He  snorted. "Kill me? Boy, I'm a TALON. We can't be killed. Go ahead and  break my limbs, shove me in a box and sink me in the ocean. The Court  has ways of recovering assets. If you make me disappear they'll just dig  me up, and they'll find out all your dirty little secrets. I was  listening for a quite a while. For shame St. Cloud, you disclosed so  many trade secrets, I doubt they would be willing to let it go." His  grin widened. "Hey, maybe they'll make YOU a Talon. That pussy must be  good, I bet I could have some real fun if those big fat tits of yours  were invulnerable. I-"

I  flexed my power and a WAVE of bright shining force erupted from his  eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. I held him, listening to him scream as he  died, and the process went on for a few minutes. When I was done I  dropped the charred and no longer regenerating remains on the floor  dispassionately. Huh, first murder as a functional human being. Less  dramatic than expected. Guess that wasn't something that bothered me.  Good to know.