Announcement

We are back! It took a long time, both to get book 1 edited and book 2 started. But here we are!

About then I should probably announcing a preorder for an amazon release for book 1 as well.

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It will be on KU so if you have that subscription it should be available without any purchase, if not, well I left it up for over a year here so I hope that was plenty of time for . The release is set for the 29th. So I will probably be stubbing a week before that. Just book 1, the first chapters of book 2 will still be up.

Hopefully that will help it reach more people as there won't have been a massive break in releases. Opps...

Anyways, in perpetration for launch, I'm going to to post two chapters a day for the next five days! Then we will see how my schedule goes.

B2 Chapter 1:

One walked at my side as we returned to the carriage. Neither of us spoke, and we moved at a leisurely pace. When we were about halfway back to the road, she reached out, grabbed my hand, squeezed it tightly, and then let it slowly slip through her fingers before skipping on ahead.

I wasn't entirely certain what had made her so chipper, but she seemed to realize that I needed space to think. She now knew all my secrets. Not only did she know that I wasn't the Guildmaster of assassins that everyone thought I was—no, now she knew the truth. That I was someone with only a couple of weeks of memories and the skills of an assassin master.

And so far, she was the only Numbered I had told. A few others might find out soon, but I didn't think I'd be telling anyone else. My other secret? The Assassin organization was only the second most shady and dangerous group to which I was tied. There was another cabal—one of unknown origin—that visited me in my dreams. Together, we were supposedly helping the world prepare for some kind of invasion.

It was a lot to get my head around. Eventually, the chilly air and the sight of my breath fogging in front of me spurred me to jog the last bit to the carriage. I hadn't yet found a good way to keep myself warm with my shadow magic. But I had discovered how to use the shadows under my feet to slightly boost my agility and speed, propelling me forward as I jogged. I was always trying new tricks.

Honestly, I had avoided learning much magic formally. Relying on instinct had served me well so far. Maybe one day, if I hit a wall in progress or felt like I needed it, I'd study proper techniques. For now, though, I didn't think I was building any bad habits.

When I climbed into the carriage, I realized that my Numbered had shifted their seating arrangements. Three and Four sat on opposite sides, while One had just popped in and taken the seat next to Four. They were engaged in a whispered conversation.

Three gave me a brilliant smile, her white teeth flashing against her dark skin as I slid in next to her. I returned her smile, and she surprised me by wrapping her arm around my shoulder and pulling me close. I could feel her corded muscle flex slightly as she leaned against the wall.

It was unexpected. I had only known Three for a day or so, and she had seemed far more stoic until now. One's warmth didn't surprise me, but Four shot me an uncertain look. Everything One had told me about Three hinted that there was a lot about her that even the rest of my Numbered didn't know.

And me? Apparently, my joining the group had been a major turning point for Three. She'd had it the roughest before we met, and when she joined me, I had been a lot more uncontrolled and ruthless than I was now. Not that it compared to how I had been when One first found me—or I found her. That story was still a mystery I hadn't gotten out of her.

But Three? She was probably the most dangerous of my Numbered. I still remember how fast she cleared out a house of assassins, beating even my time. And how One had warned me that if Three ever learned who I really was, she would kill me without hesitation—even if it meant losing her own soul. Which it would.

I knocked on the carriage door, signaling the driver to get moving. Just as the caravan of carriages and supply wagons began to stir, Two swung down from the top of the carriage, slipping inside with a tumble and closing the door behind her. She landed in the middle of the room, dusted herself off, and grinned at all of us.

"Oh, thank the gods," she said. "I did not want to have to listen to Five and Six talk anymore."

I felt Three shaking slightly against my shoulder, and I realized she was laughing. Looking at her, though, you wouldn't see even the faintest flicker of emotion. Four covered her mouth to hide a smile, and One's eyes sparkled with amusement.

Two, the short brunette with chin-length hair and a colorful coat, flounced as much as the tiny space allowed. She tugged up her tight pants and stepped over to me.

"Master," she said with exaggerated formality before plopping herself into my lap.

The carriage lurched forward.

"So," One began, "we should talk about the order in which we're visiting the delegations. The various local courts?"

"Yes," Four agreed. "I was thinking we should—"

"I cut her off. "We need to get to the Tower of the Archmage Blue first. Number one priority."

It wasn't exactly the number one priority, but Blue owed me a favor, and I needed a book.

"It's a little out of our way," One admitted, "but I think we can make it work."

Three and Four pulled down the collapsible table between us while One unrolled a map. I tried to focus on the planning, but it wasn't easy. Two had started wiggling in my lap, her tight little body shifting nonstop.

Before long, my body began to respond.

So far, I'd been relatively passive with my Numbered , letting them set the tone. One and Nine had been insistent. Five had begged for it, but that was her preference. Four had been hesitant, and I had given her space.

Only Six had been… normal, in the sense that we had simply enjoyed each other without any complications.

I wasn't sure what to expect from Two or Three. Three, if I was honest, scared me a little. But Two? She was unique.

My Numbered all started talking about the map, except for Two. I was having a bit more trouble concentrating on their conversation as her fingers were behind herself and doing the laces of my pants. She had already slipped her own down to her knees when I wasn't paying attention, and her pale bare butt cheeks writhed all over me.

Reaching forward, I squeezed them slightly. Noone seemed to notice her strange movements, though. Knowing who they were, they likely were just ignoring it.

Still, I was distracted and a bit taken aback when Two spat in her hand and reached back, rubbing her saliva all over my fully stiffened member, standing straight up. She gave me only a few strokes to make sure I was fully hard and slicked up before she reached back and positioned herself so that my tip was right at her asshole.

Before I could say anything, she lowered herself with a strained grunt. I could feel her stretching an insanely tight ring of muscle as it slowly rolled over the head of my cock. She had bounced several times before she could make it all the way in even then.

Then she just kind of held herself there, slowly sliding down a tiny finger width at a time as I could feel myself stretching her out.

I leaned forward slightly, running my hand up the inside of her shirt to cup one of her tiny breasts that barely filled the palm of my hand. She grunted slightly as I pinched her nipple and pulled her closer. Then she squealed as the motion forced me a little bit deeper into her.

She was practically panting as she bottomed out. And she began to gyrate forward and back while bouncing slightly up and down.

I was lost in the sensation, trying to just come to terms with the suddenness and the new act. I was only brought out by One's voice as she scolded Two. "Really? Already? You're going to get it dirty. So none of us are going to have fun for the rest of the day."

Two was far too gone to answer.

"Don't worry," Three said from the side. "I'll take care of it."

I wasn't coherent enough to really understand what that meant, as Two was starting her rise up. It was nearly as slow as her trip down, and I could see how much she struggled as she pushed herself with her hands on my knees as she pulled herself up.

Impatiently, I reached forward and grabbed her hips before she was halfway up and slammed her the rest of the way down.

She let out a strangled cry as she leaned back. Her torso was short enough that she was only able to kiss the underside of my chin until I bent down to meet her lips. Just as I thought, she wanted it rough. It wasn't that hard of a guess.

I slowly began to thrust up into her tight ass. My free hand that wasn't holding her pressed against my chest reached down between her legs, where I found her pants, still pushed down to her knees. I ran my hand up her inner thigh, attempting to return some of the pleasure she was giving me.

Before I could make contact, Three's hand shot out and grabbed mine. She held it there in a vise-like grip, preventing it from moving at all.

"No, master," Three said. "I took care of two last week. She doesn't get any more attention yet."

I blinked, looking at Three as she gave me a wicked smile, and I could feel Two whimper in orgasm as she shuddered around me.

Apparently, even the words from three were enough to set her off.

What the fuck? I thought to myself. This is seriously fucked.

I thought Five was bad with some of her kinks, but Two... Three half crouched on the seat as she shifted. Leaning over, she let go of my hand, and I withdrew it.

Three reached down and grabbed Two's hips. Picking the smaller woman up several inches before slamming her down with a surprising amount of force, nearly driving the wind out of me.

She readjusted till she could go more up and down instead of back into me and began slamming two over and over on me as if Two was nothing but a piece of meat, a little cock sheath for me as I repeatedly filled her ass.

With the continued sensation, it didn't take long before I groaned and released.

Two spent the entire time that Three was forcing her up and down, shuddering as if she was having a seizure. And only when I finally began to soften did she relax, completely boneless, with her eyes rolled up in her head as she leaned back against me.

Three lifted her the rest of the way off, pulled up her pants, and gently tucked Two underneath the table, where she curled up into a fetal position and just whimpered slightly.

Two taken care of, Three reached over and made a hand motion over my crotch. A faint blue light echoed from her fingers and traveled all over most of my body, and I could feel the grime and grit being washed away.

Blinking in complete surprise about what just happened to me, my brain struggled to catch up.