15

When I woke up, she was still on top of me with my cock inside her. Of course, being first thing in the morning I woke up with morning wood, which meant I woke up hard and ready to go. Needless to say, I took advantage of the situation. 

I gently shook her to wake her, as I didn't want to wake her with surprise sex. I didn't know how she might react, and knowing Silvy, she might throw some fists around. She blinked a few times and looked down at me, then smiled. Still sleepy, she laid her head against my shoulder and began moving her hips slightly. 

I took that as my cue that we were good to go. My hands went straight to that amazing ass of hers and I gripped it tightly while moving her up and down. Unlike the night before, we went hard and fast that morning, and finished in no time. The head of my cock rammed against her cervix as I fired my second round deep inside her.

Even after that, she stayed on top of me. Silvy sighed happily and made herself comfortable. My cock was still inside her, but she laid her head on my shoulder and had her arms on me, holding me tightly. Both of my arms were wrapped tightly around her. I could have stayed like that forever, but I had things to get done that day.

"Shame we can't just do that five more times. I had almost forgotten how great vaginal sex could be,," Silvy said, pushing herself up. "But, you've got a busy day." She clenched her pelvic floor muscles and lifted herself off me, then climbed off the bed.

Pregnancy was something that concerned me. Of course, if I was to become king and have a harem of women, I would be getting them pregnant anyways, so I wasn't sure why I even thought of it. Besides, last time we had sex, Silvy said goblin women had their ways of avoiding it.

Fortunately, Silvy took care of things for me again. Similarly to how she had done before, she stood there with her fists on her hips and her feet apart. Her stomach muscles clenched and an extra-large wad of cum dropped out of her and plopped on the floor. She looked down at it for a moment.

"That's impressive," she said.

I felt an odd bit of pride at just how much cum I had pumped into her during our two sessions. I avoided telling her that it was probably because she was the hottest woman I'd ever met.

She muttered a magical command and flicked her hand and the cum disappeared in a puff of smoke. However, that time I actually felt the magic surge inside her. It was like being next to a large amount of static electricity; the hair on my arms didn't stand, but I could feel it, plain as day.

I noticed Silvy watching me. "You felt it that time, didn't you?"

"Yeah," I said, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. "It was a vague feeling, I assume because that wasn't blood magic. But I definitely felt something."

"Very good," Silvy said, fetching her dress from where she had laid it over the back of a nearby chair the night before. "You're learning surprisingly quickly. I suppose the gods really did answer my prayers." She paused for a moment, her eyes staring at nothing. Her gaze transferred to me for a moment, then she quickly pulled her dress on and turned away to hide a sudden blush.

Silvy wasn't the kind of woman to blush very often, so I didn't know what that was about. I was tempted to ask her but I ultimately decided against it.

"I should probably hit the bathing pools again this morning, so Zia doesn't smell me," I muttered, looking down at myself. 

"I don't think she would mind too terribly," Silvy replied with a faint smile as she laced up the front of her dress. "But you're probably right."

My main priority was to train with the elves, but I still had to find time to go hunting. All in all, it was going to be a tiring day. There was just no avoiding that.

I hurriedly pulled my clothes on, then kissed Silvy on the cheek as I walked by her. "I'm going to hurry up and get right to it," I told her, then left her small cave house.

As soon as I got outside, I popped the shadow stone in my mouth. The moment I turned invisible, I began walking on a path that wrapped around the current cave I was in. I did my best to go the same way Silvy had the day before.

Several times people got close to me and my heart pounded so loudly I was afraid they could hear it. On only one occasion it was a guard, but he was hurrying along and didn't have time for me.

I passed through the tunnel that led into the adjacent cave, then power walked along the left wall, making my way to the bathing pools. As soon as I got there, two things dawned on me. One, I never even thought about bringing a towel. And two, there were a lot of women in there at that moment.

The tendency was to say they were all shapes and sizes, but the truth was all goblin women seemed to have a similar build. They had been bred that way for hundreds, possibly thousands of years after all; thick thighs, wide hips, a small waist, and large breasts. Each of them had a beautiful face, as well. They looked like oversexualized caricatures drawn by a horny teenager, and I was surrounded by them.

Fortunately the light was dim in the springs, so I remained invisible. Grinning like an idiot, I turned in a full circle to admire the women around me. Several of them splashed water at each other and laughed. A woman right next to me lounged in a pool, floating on the water with the back of her head lying on the edge, eyes closed. 

I could have just stayed in there and watched them like a pervert and been content, but there was simply no time. Instead, I hurried around the room, moving towards the back where there were fewer people. The pools at the front were indeed the most populated, so when I got away from them I found myself mostly alone.

As quickly as possible, I stripped down and set my clothes and shoes behind a nearby rock. I then hopped into the nearest pool and spent a moment rinsing myself off while trying not to splash around too much. The room was noisy enough that people likely wouldn't hear me, but I didn't want to risk it.

As soon as I was done, I hopped out and stood there for a moment, drip-drying. Fortunately the cave was a reasonable temperature, moderated by being below ground and further warmed from the hot springs, so I wasn't cold even though I was naked. I didn't have all day though, so I grabbed my things and began sneaking around the edge. 

Of course, as soon as I grabbed my things and turned around, a plump goblin woman walked right up to me and began to undress. Trying to be careful, I took a silent step back and knelt down. I even breathed carefully, so she wouldn't hear that.

Well, she didn't hear me. However, she did unlace her blouse and take it off right in front of me. She turned around as she untied the waist of her skirt, and slowly bent over as she pushed it down over her hips. That put her ass squarely in my face, and let me tell you what, it was quite the view.

My penis was so hard I feared it might pop like an overfilled balloon, so the second she moved, I got up and hurried away. At least by that time I was starting to dry off. I pulled the shirt over my head as I carefully walked along the edge of the room, sticking to the shadows. My pants went on next, and as I got close to the entrance I brushed off the bottoms of my feet and pulled on my socks and shoes.

That done, I jogged through the caves and tunnels until I made it to the entrance tunnel. That journey always filled me with trepidation, even though I was invisible. Those goblin guards were quick enough that they could still hit me if I wasn't careful.

With that in mind, I jogged down the tunnel, trying my best to land softly on the hard stone floor. While not the best plan, it kept me alive.

After only around ten seconds, I came across a guard walking my way. He was in the center of the tunnel, so I had no choice but to get close to him as I ran along the unlit wall. I slowly increased my pace, as fast as I could run without my shoes scraping and slapping the floor.

His eyebrows drew down as I approached, and his shifty eyes searched the tunnel for me. He pulled his iron-banded club from the ring on his belt and held it ready. I had to get past this guy.

Fortunately, I was a foot taller than him. He knew something was in the tunnel with him and he lashed out with his club, nearly striking me in the arm, but my long legs carried me away from him in no time. He hurried after, trying to catch up, but I outdistanced him rather quickly.

I kept my pace up, ignoring his shouted curses. When I exited the tunnel I kept running straight for the forest in front, hoping the bit of shade it provided would help disguise me. I ran thirty feet past the treeline and hid behind a particularly large tree. Not one of the great trees, but it was still pretty big.

A moment later the guard emerged from the mouth of the tunnel, seething with anger. He shouted curses and threats, brandishing that club of his. It only took me a moment to recognize his voice. This was the guy that had kicked my ass a few days before, and had also slapped Silvy.

Anger rose in me and I crept closer to him. He walked in my general direction, entering the woods slightly to my left, still calling out for me to face him like a man.

I hadn't really used magic yet with the exception of the test Silvy had given me, so I wasn't entirely sure what I did. I just thought of magic, imagined myself holding lots of it inside my mind. Warmth filled me, only a trickle but something had definitely changed. 

I focused on the goblin guard the same way I had focused on that stone. It took a second, but I suddenly felt incredibly aware of his body, of his lungs breathing in air, of his muscles working as he walked around, and most importantly, of the blood pumping in his veins. It was like I could reach out with my mind and directly touch his heart, or anywhere that blood flowed. 

He stopped walking suddenly, his large eyes narrowing. Growled threats continued to pour from his filthy mouth, although now several of them had Silvy's name in them. He knew something magical was going on, and he was blaming her. That wasn't good. This guy would probably find her and beat her. I had to stop him, somehow.

Using my magical link to him, I pictured his heart in my hand. I could feel every blood vessel flowing in and out of it, every bit of muscle that contracted as it pumped hard with anger. I imagined his heart stopping completely.

The goblin guard's eyes suddenly bulged and he clutched at his chest. He shouted curses and swung his club blindly, although after only a few seconds he turned and rushed back to the tunnel. Having no other choice, I followed.

He continued bellowing a warning that he was being attacked by magic, but his voice was weak. I still had a magical grip on his heart, though I did not know how I did it. Somehow I was preventing his heart from beating, essentially giving him a heart attack.

He didn't last long. His strength ebbed and he sank to his knees. The club fell from his hand and clattered on the stone floor.

I walked up to him and picked up the club. So that he could see me, I spat the shadow stone into my off-hand, then moved to stand right in front of him. 

His face contorted in rage when he saw me, and he tried to pull himself towards me but didn't have the strength. A line of drool ran from his mouth, but his eyes were clearly fixed on me and he meant violence.

"I'll never forget when I first met you," I said as I hefted the club. "You struck Silvy, right in the face. As long as I'm alive, no one will ever hurt her again." And with that, I raised the club and brought it down against his temple as hard as I could.