Chapter 129: Waking the Princess. (Final Part)

I was sitting down against the wall, my face covered in my blood, shirt ripped to shreds, pants damn close to being assless-chaps and shorts at this point. "I am going to need a bath," I grunted in sore pain while I smoked my cigarette. I at least found out some of the abilities of my unkillable skill; getting blown up won't kill me. At least as damaged as I was is the bare minimum of it for now.

As I smoked, guards started to run down the road, pulling their swords out as they surrounded me and the dead body. "Come now, can a man enjoy a smoke after a workout without having swords pointed at him?" I said as a group of females ran over. "Put your swords away," Fatima yelled out, making the guards sheath their swords.

"Are you okay, Colt?" She ran over, kneeling quickly as she took out a white handkerchief. Wiping the blood off my face, looking worried at me as I chuckled, waving a hand. "It will take more than a demon of that level to kill me," I said as she smiled and nodded. "Excuse me." A gentle voice said as I looked over.

It was the Princess who had been cursed; she wore a kind smile as she bowed and spoke. "I am Third Princess Nora. I wish to thank you for saving me and for fighting the demon who desires me. I don't think I can ever repay you for that act of kindness." She said her face was slightly red before her eyes looked to the side, then back.

I slowly stood up as I dropped the smoke, stepping on it as I faltered slightly, placing a hand on the wall. My legs felt like jello right now. "Here, let me help you back to the palace," Calla said as she put my arm over her shoulder. "Thanks," I said.

"Princess, you don't have to thank me. I couldn't let a demon take you. That would be a waste." I said, confusing her as she didn't know what I meant by that. But I got a pinch in the side by the first Princess as she pouted.

We made our way to the palace as the word of the fall of Dagraxed spread rapidly through the city. A human took down the right-hand demon of the Demon Lord. This was massive news, as it placed humans third in strength.

Making it back to the palace, everyone but Calla and I headed to the Queen's chambers as we entered, and I took a seat in a chair. Pulling another smoke out as I walked here took a lot out of me; my pain screamed in pain. Lighting it as Calla knelt in front of me, taking off my boots and socks.

Standing up as she went to the bathroom and filled a foot bucket with hot water before returning. "Allow me to wash your feet, Colt." She said, kneeling in front of me as she lifted one foot and began washing it with her hands.

Feeling the hot water on my aching feet made me let out a grunt of pleasure as she smiled. "Does that feel good?" She asked me in a sweet voice as I nodded. "Your gentle hands make the aches go away," I said before taking a drag from my smoke.

I need to get my women to wash me more often; this could become a habit. Thinking to myself as she began to work on the other foot. "Colt, after I am done with your feet, I will wash the rest of your body in the bathroom. Or do you not want it?" She said with a seductive voice.

Knowing where this was leading, why would I turn it down? "Very well, Calla. I shall take you up on that offer." I said with a grin as she smiled, finishing up my foot as she stood up and carried the bucket back to the bathroom as she spoke. "Let me get the water ready, I shall call you," Calla said, disappearing into the bathroom.

Taking my destroyed shirt off that was soaked in blood, I threw it to the ground. It made a splattering sound, telling me how wet with blood it was. If I were a normal human, that would have been enough blood loss to have killed me. "Colt, I am ready." She yelled out from the bathroom as I put the smoke out and stood up, taking my pants and underwear off as I walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing her standing naked with a mat on the ground, she bowed and guided her hand towards the mat. "Come lay down for me, master." She said her eyes filled with the desire to take care of me. I smiled gently at her as I walked over and lay on my back. She sat on her knees next to me as she picked up a wet cloth and began to wash my legs.

"You have so much blood on you, but no wounds." She said, looking at my godly chiseled body, biting her lip. Calla ran her hands over my right leg, working her way up as I looked at her body. My dick clearly liked what I had seen as it slowly lifted up, as she cleaned my leg.

Calla noticed as her face got redder and she moved her legs, spreading them open to show me her pussy as she gasped. It desired to be stuffed by my cock, but neither of us moved to touch each other there just yet. Calla moved to my next leg, slowly washing it, paying respect to each inch of my body.

Finishing with my legs, Calla moved to take a seat between them as I spread them. Her gentle hands didn't touch my dick just yet. She started to touch the V shape above it, working her hands along my hips. Before caressing my abs, feeling her finger tips touch each one made me grunt out in pleasure as she smiled seductively at me.

"Does my touch please you?" She said in a saltry voice as I nodded, making her eyes light up as she worked her way up my chest, leaning forward. My dick rubbed against her stomach, and the soft, warm flesh of her stomach made me leak precum. Giving her stomach a light gleam.

As she cleaned the soap off my chest and stomach. Calla pressed her tits against my chest and began to wash one of my arms, her stomach pressed harder against my cock. Making her blush redder, but she smiled at me as she slowly moved her body, her tits rubbing against my chest. I could feel her hard nipples playing with my skin.

She moved onto the next arm, washing it off slowly, as I could feel her breath brushing against my face. "Colt, your cock is throbbing so much. Are you going to cum? I don't mind you covering my body with your seed. What woman wouldn't have to be painted in the color of such a strong and amazing man like you?" She whispered into my ear as she began to wash my neck.

Her words made my mind feel fuzzy as I could feel my balls rising and my dick throbbing like crazy. "Cum form me, master. Paint my stomach with your white seed." She said into my ear as I grunted, releasing my cum as she washed the blood off my face and kissed me.

Feeling the area between us get hot and sticky as our tongues danced inside each other's mouths for a few minutes, as she slowly leaned back up. My cum covered her tan skin from her belly button all the way to the bottom of her tits, even the bottom of the valley between them had cum strings connected to each breast.

"My master made such a mess. Even after I took so much time cleaning him, I guess I will have to clean him again. But I ran out of fresh water and cloth, looks like I will have to use my saliva and my tongue." Calla said, moving her mouth towards my abs as she began to lick the cum off them.

Fuck this woman, is sexy. I thought to myself as she ran her tongue along every inch of my stomach. While scooping the cum off, she swallows it before working her way down towards my cock. "It smells so manly, the scent of sweat an cum. It's making my mouth water and my drool." She said, opening her mouth as saliva flowed off her tongue and onto the head of my cock.

All I could mutter out. "Oh, fuck that's hot." My words made her smile as she brought her mouth closer to my dick as she spoke. "Does master want Calla to take this dirty, unwashed dick into my mouth?" She said, hovering over it. Her tongue was millimeters away from it, as I grunted out.

"Yes."