Greed God chapter 131

February 29th 2016 Gemworld 4:00 PM EDT

The  next few days were fucking exhausting. Aside from converting as many  new residents as possible to top myself up .bringing me up to a hundred  and fifty thousand points (though it was much easier than it would have  been without my now E rank bloodline) I'd also spent the last two days  dealing with the two most exhausting women I'd ever met. Barbie had  apparently decided she wanted to get closer to me, though she had weird  moments of cold in between the clinginess. I considered this a prelude  to FINALLY being able to merge her with something useful, so I let her  do her thing, but it was still tiring.

The other was, of  course, Amy. The princess had taken to her new role as mistress of Lord  Town with gusto, and was rampaging around, shanghai'ing my bandit guards  and assets to prepare for "Emmy's" visit. I honestly hadn't expected  there would so much she could do in my still small and relatively empty  town, but somehow she found a way. I wouldn't deny that she made it look  a bit more upscale, but despite that it was annoying and time consuming  to deal with all of her plans.

Still, I wasn't  necessarily against the effort. This new princess was going to be around  for a bit, and I figured I might finally get some noble girl pussy.  With Amy I had to be all subtle and think long term because I was going  to have to keep her around, but I could probably seduce pretty princess  Emerald behind everyone's back and convince her that it was some  forbidden love bullshit or something. At the very least it would give me  an interesting experience and I could have some fun before I made my  way back to talk to Graciel.

So standing out here at the  gate as we watched a carriage approach with my arm around Amy wasn't  exactly the worst thing I could imagine. My little princess was  certainly cuddly with all the prep work out of the way, and I was pretty  sure it was because she was going to get to show me off to her friend.  It wasn't exactly a unique thing for princesses to be betrothed young or  even to guys they didn't know or like, so a catch like me was  definitely something to show off about. I was pretty fucking sexy after  all. Plus I was a fucking dragonkin. Dragons were awesome. Everyone knew  that.

When the carriage rolled to a stop I could feel Amy  practically bouncing with excitement, and I admit to being curious  myself. Then the door opened and...I wasn't the type to get fixated on  women. I'd fucked a lot of girls, hot ones, cute ones, slutty ones,  uptight ones, basically every type of girl you can imagine that was  genuinely attractive I'd been inside. Princess Emerald was, not to put  too fine a point on it, kind of my type.

Not because of  some ethereal beauty or because of her body, which was athletic and not  exactly exploding out of her pretty little dress. Emerald wasn't sexy,  Emerald was fucking ADORABLE. She had a pair of side wound buns, a cute  little mouth, big does eyes, a button nose and a face like a china doll.  She looked like she probably let herself be dressed by cartoon birds in  the morning. I wanted to fucking RUIN her.

It had been a  while since I'd reacted like this to a girl. Hildie had been kind of  close, but not exactly the same feel because her big fat tits made it  easy to think of her sexually, and I was sure she'd had plenty of  attention from men by virtue of that. Ingrid had a similar vibe, but she  also had that weird god effect that made her cuteness almost asexual in  some strange way that even I had trouble ignoring. Emerald though... I  had to shake off the mental image of her cute little face splattered  with cum and drooling up at me.

I did though, because I  wasn't an animal (wait, shit, I was totally an animal now) and I had  basic self control. I needed Amy and I had to keep her happy, so I'd  need to be subtle when I dicked the cute little Emerald princess into a  coma. The tiny girl (she was all of four foot six, despite appraisal  informing me she was a year older than me) bolted from the carriage and  crossed the distance, hurling herself at Amy with a squeal that my  future wife matched in pitch and volume. They squeezed each other and  jumped up and down, and I amused myself watching Amy's ass covertly  while I waited.

When they were don Amy pulled back and  turned Emerald to face me with a wide smile. "Emmy, this is Nick, my  betrothed." She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "He's a  dragonkin." We'd agreed to tell Emerald about my nature before she'd  even arrived. The general thought process was that if we mentioned that  it would give an explanation for the quick betrothal that would  hopefully prevent the Emerald kingdom from poking their noses too far  into what else I was doing out here, and hopefully put them off  discovering the quarry too soon.

At the very least,  despite her trusting nature, Amy knew how to separate personal and  political issues. She'd made no mention of telling Emerald about the  quarries out of friendship or anything stupid like that. She knew that  her duties as a princess were a separate issue from her trust in a rival  noble, and that had honestly been a level of political savvy I hadn't  expected from her. I could teach her to be tactically sound and how to  outthink enemies, but learning to ignore her emotions to do her job gave  me a lot of hope for the kind of person I could mold Amy into given  some time.

Emerald (I liked nicknames but the name Emmy  sounded stupid to me, plus she was already stupidly cute, it was  ridiculous to double down on that) looked at me with wide, excited eyes.  "That's amazing! I hadn't known there were many left! Which dragon is  your bloodsource?" Her unusual terminology and interest was a little  jarring, but I supposed the nobles with the beast tamer bloodline would  probably have a healthy interest in giant, uber powerful lizard  creatures that could vomit the forces of creation.

This  gave me a chance to lay the groundwork for a reveal I'd been annoyed  about earlier until now though. I'd intimated that I wasn't from around  here, but I'd been using the cultural ignorance of social conventions in  Gemworld to pursue Amy in a way that would have been harder to sell if  she knew I was from earth. Now that I was betrothed to her, I was past  that particular need, but I had to find a way to let her know without  making it obvious I'd been keeping it from her on purpose.

I  smiled at her. "Primordius. You wouldn't have heard of him though. My  father isn't from around these parts." I put on a suspicious look and  flicked my eyes. "Since you're Amy's friend, I can tell you that I'm not  actually from this world. We came over from another place of existence.  Father brought me here to allow me to grow in a new environment without  his reputation making things too easy for me. He's keeping an eye out  of course, but he wants me to get the experience of hardship."

I  took her hand and laid a soft kiss on the back of it. "I'm sure  Princess Graciel already told Amy the implications, but since you two  are so close, I know that I can trust you. Any part of Amy's life will  be part of mine." I almost blinked in surprise when I got a taste of her  desires. The slight lust at me I got, and could work with, but more  surprising was the rabid, panty melting crush she had on my tall blonde  princess. Amy wasn't even remotely bisexual, but Emerald would spend a  year tongue deep in the blonde's box with even the slightest  provocation.

That...was interesting. One would suspect, if  one were a useless idiot, that finding out the girl I was planning to  dick smash into a quivering puddle of fuck wanted to be all up in fiance  was a problem. That was the opposite of true. I'd needed a reason to  convince Emerald to keep this from Amy, not to mention a way to  introduce her to the concept later to avoid problems, and this gave me  both.

Unrequited love was a huge weakness. You could talk  someone irrational into almost anything. If you convince some lovelorn  girl that letting you stuff your pole up her twat will lead her to what  she wants she'll drop her panties so hard they'll leave a hole in the  ground. All I needed to do was frame Emerald's desire in a way that  benefited me. Make myself seem sympathetic to her and make it seem like  I'd help her achieve her goals. Which I would. Seeing that cute little  face splattered with princess pussy juice sounded so hot I could barely  stand it.

I realized I'd held her hand a bit long and  pulled back with an embarrassed smile. Emerald blushed and Amy missed  the whole interplay. I cleared my throat to reassert control of the  conversation. "Now, princess Emerald, why don't you come into town and  we can show you around. Amy spent so much time and effort on preparing  for your visit." I let my tone become conspiratorial. "I haven't known  her long but I've never seen her so excited. You're very special to  her." Then I pulled her hand along and dragged her into Lord Town, Amy  taking the other side and pulling her along.

When  we got into the city, Amy introduced Emerald to Zee, who elicited a  small blush from the bisexual princess, not that I was surprised. My  sorceress had a body that would make a eunuch hard. After that though  they settled into having fun, enjoying running around the city to see  all the unique places we already had (which is to say, they went to the  smithy and then binge ate berries from the orchard for two hours before  going to watch the guards train). I followed them around, mildly amused  by all the excitement and happiness. I might not be all touchy feely,  but seeing my girls (present and future) get along so well put me in a  good mood. It could only make things easier for me in the long run.

Finally  though the first day ended and everyone went home, promising to meet up  tomorrow. I managed to talk Amy into letting Emerald stay in the manor,  saying it would reflect poorly on me for an honored guest to have to  share accommodations even with her. Once everything was settled down, I  dragged Barbie into my room and fucked her into the mattress, hitting  every possible button with Eros and Psyche to make her scream as loud as  possible, just to set the mood for my big discussion. Once my redhead  passed out I put on some pants, leaving my chest bare, and headed to  Emerald's room.

When  I knocked on the door, she answered with a cute little blush. She saw  my chest and squeaked. "Earl Nicholas, this isn't really proper. Please  go back to your...chambers." She blushed a bit at that, and I saw her  imagining what I'd been doing to Barbie. Which was the point. "If you  leave now I won't share what I've overheard with Amaya. I can tell she  cares for you, and learning of your infidelity would only hurt her."

That  was pretty much what I'd expected, but at she tried to close the door I  slid my foot into the way and put a hand on the door, using the contact  to get a read on her desires and grinning internally as the last piece  fell into place. "Princess Emerald. I'd love to come in and explain  myself. I had forgotten about your presence but wanted to make things  clear between us. You're right though. We don't need to tell Amaya about  this conversation." I grinned at her. "After all, it might be tough to  explain how you were touching yourself to the sounds and imagining it  was her." She fell back from the door in shock, letting it swing open,  and I stepped in, closing it behind me. I'd been waiting for this all  day.