Chapter 366: Bonus Chapter 34: A Day or Two with my Stalker: Talking About Hidden Terms

Anyway, I figured it was only right to take care of Sara before heading out.

I grabbed a clean, soft rag from the side table, dipped it in a basin of warm water, and started wiping down her naked body real slow.

I ran the cloth over her smooth brown skin, cleaning away the dried sweat and sticky cum from between her thick thighs, across her plump ass cheeks, and over those massive breasts that still had faint bite marks from earlier. Sorry.

She stirred a little in her sleep, letting out a soft sigh as the warm rag glided over her sensitive nipples, making them harden again, but she didn’t wake up.

Her body looked so damn good all relaxed like this — curvy, powerful, and glowing.

Once she was all cleaned up, I tucked her in properly under the soft sheets, pulling them up to her chest.

But... I couldn’t help myself. My cock was still rock hard, throbbing painfully from just looking at her peaceful face.

I bent beside her head, gently tilted her chin, and slid my thick dick between her full, soft lips while she was still sleeping.

The wet heat of her mouth felt incredible. I rocked my hips slowly at first, savoring how her tongue unconsciously pressed against the underside of my penis.

Then I pushed deeper, fucking her warm mouth with steady strokes until I couldn’t hold back.

With a low groan, I came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum straight down her throat.

She swallowed reflexively in her sleep, a little bit leaking from the corner of her lips. And it was so damn hot.

I quickly pulled out and wiped her mouth clean before I got too turned on again.

Hold up! Does she have some crazy pheromone thing going on today? Because of the pregnancy?

My head was spinning with lust just being near her. I wanted to fuck her forever!

Before leaving Verdant Spire completely, I made quick rounds to visit some of the other women in the spire.

I found each one and gave them deep, lingering kisses — the kind that left them blushing and breathless.

Phew.

Good thing I wasn’t feeling that sexually weird urge to push any of them down right then.

Maybe whatever occured with me was after Sara gave off some kind of aphrodisiac effect.

That would explain a lot.

I finally stepped out of the main mega-village area of Verdant Spire and started walking through the thick forest that acted like natural walls and defenses around the place.

The trees were tall and dense, sunlight filtering through the leaves in golden patches.

But something felt off.

I had this weird feeling like I was being followed.

I mean... someone from Verdant Spire was actually stalking me.

Wow.

I don’t think I’ve ever been properly stalked before, so it was kind of exciting in a twisted way.

I kept walking, pretending I hadn’t noticed, but my senses were on alert. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Ah wait, this reminded me of when I was around twenty-three years old back in my previous life.

There was that one weird, deranged girl who used to follow me everywhere.

She’d always hide in shadows, never saying a word even when I turned around and straight up asked her why she was tailing me.

Strangely, the moment I mentioned it to Mr. Steven — the old farmer I worked and lived with — she disappeared completely.

Maybe they knew each other or something. I never did figure that one out.

But this current stalker was actually skilled as hell.

Every time I casually turned my head to where I thought she was hiding, there was nobody there.

Just trees, bushes, or empty space.

I couldn’t even pick up her body heat or any energy signature.

One hundred points for being clandestine, dear stalker.

However, it’s me we’re talking about here.

I don’t need regular physical eyes, energy tracking, or heat senses to "see" someone anymore.

As long as you’re actually there in the space around me, and you’re not doing something super weird to hide your entire presence, I can still spot you clear as day.

I kept moving deeper into the forest, my boots crunching softly on fallen leaves, but my mind was now split between the mission ahead and this "mysterious" follower.

The job waiting for me was no joke.

I was supposed to head to the place everyone called the "Door to Hell."

Ominous name, right? I know.

But it wasn’t some dramatic gateway with flames and screaming souls.

It was actually just a specific part of the physical realm that had a much stronger connection to the underworld — a place where you could literally walk from the living world straight into death’s territory if you knew the way.

It was located somewhere along the equator of this world, in a barren, deathly desert where normal beings couldn’t survive for more than a few minutes.

The heat was brutal, the sand burned like coals, and the air itself felt like it wanted to suck the life out of you.

Elyndor had personally asked me to deliver a message to a Death Lord there — specifically to Nekrā, who happened to be Seraphina’s brother.

Apparently Seraphina hated it when people from here interacted with her brother in the underworld.

Family drama among primordial dragons was on another level.

There was quite the family tree when it came to those ancient dragons, but four of them stood out as the most iconic.

There was a whole system of rules and order.

Seraphina and her sister Vethra, known as the dragon of Elyndor, ruled in the human world.

Then there was Jöezhēdeath, the Crimson Flame Dragon, who held power in the monster realm.

And finally Nekrā, the Death (or sometimes black) Dragon, who controlled the boundaries of the underworld.

The underworld itself was different from that other place, Ꝅ̷ḧ̷å̷’̷ƒ̷ÿ̷r̷, where the devils lived.

You couldn’t really compare them directly.

The Death Dragon and Hades operated in one zone, while the devils had their own twisted domain.

The thing about Ꝅ̷ḧ̷å̷’̷ƒ̷ÿ̷r̷ though... I... honestly, no one can actually say it normally.

The name twists in your mouth and slips away.

Only individuals of note can speak it somewhat properly, and only another person of note would understand what they meant.

Regular people wouldn’t even hear it right or process it.

So in a way, the term doesn’t really exist.

Sigh.

I shook my head, pushing those heavy thoughts aside as I continued through the forest.

The problem right now wasn’t the mission or the weird realm names.

It was this skilled stalker who was still trailing me, matching my pace perfectly, staying just out of normal sight.

I smiled to myself, feeling a strange mix of amusement and curiosity.

Part of me wanted to spin around and confront them directly, but another part — the excited part — wanted to see how long they could keep this up before I decided to play.

The trees around me grew thicker, the air cooler under the canopy, but my steps stayed steady.

The Door to Hell was still a long journey ahead, and now I had company I hadn’t asked for.

This day was already shaping up to be more interesting than I expected.