Lazarus

  Primordial limit.

  Primordial 1.

  Paragon luck.

  Paragon strength 2.

  Presence detection 3.

  Regeneration 11.

  Centaur riding 4.

  Sex 8.

  Sword mastery 1.

  Blink 2.

  Resistance 1.

  Centaur pleaser 10.

  Forging 1.

  Skill points - 0

  I think my favourite part of this new world was mornings. Not because I like mornings I actually use to hate them because back in my old world I worked hospitality and had to get up before sunrise every morning to make sure the coffee machine was ready for the early birds. That didn't change much when I was summoned either as most nights were a mix of broken sleep to keep watch and early mornings to get to where we needed to go.

  This world however let me sleep in as long as I wanted to. That was rgely because Araths job she could do at her own leisure and Willows didn't really start till after breakfast. I guess that made me the trophy husband not that I'm compining when I wake up on some very natural pillows.

  I'll admit I've never been much of a cuddler because of the way I lived but with how chilly the nights are and how warm my centaur wife's are it was only natural to share body heat. The plus side was Arath slept naked and was more than happy to indulge my more perverse side.

  This was evident in my current predicament as I was awake but unwilling to open my eyes due to the fact I was pnted face first in my wife's bosom. Not really a position I wanted to get out of but equally so I wanted to give them a squeeze.

  My decision was made for me as she shifted slightly to get more comfortable pulling my head from the heavenly valley. I let out a groan of longing finally opening my eyes only to come face to face with Willow.

  "Good morning husband." She said in the most chipper voice someone could this early.

  It took me longer than it should have to respond. I'll admit I had to do a quick check to make sure I wasn't still asleep but the tits in my face and the very real feeling of a woman in my arms gave it away. Not that I would have compined about a dream like this.

  "Good morning Willow. I ummm didn't expect you to be here."

  My second wife nodded. "Yes well. Mistress Arath is entertaining some guests and asked me to keep an eye on you as you slept. I took a few liberties if you didn't mind but I was told you like these very much." She gave her tits a good shake and like a cat I had to pounce on them.

  Willow gave a sequel of suprise but didn't pull back when I started to give the tips of her nipple a lick.

  "I also wanted to thank you my husband. For everything you have done for me."

  "You don't need to thank me Willow."

  "But I do Lazarus. Not only did you let me into your herd something that another stallion wouldn't have done, but you have allowed me to see my family and are encouraging me to become a smith. These might seem normal to you and your culture but not to a centaur. Our lives are chosen for us by the head mare and our husbands. Had you said anything about me only being a house mare that's all I would be able to do."

  "Couldn't you just leave if you don't like how you are treated?" I asked only letting her nipple out of my mouth for the briefest of moments.

  "Not if I wanted a future with my own foals. No other mate would accept me if it became known I was a deserter. Not to mention the shame it would have brought my family. So thank you my husband. I will strive to be everything you want in a mare."

  Archer Willow has pledged herself to you. Do you accept her conditions?

  Conditions: Keep allowing her to see her family and to let her become a well known smith.

  Gains: 1 archer, 1 mate.

  Now that distracted me from my small feast. Of course I was going to accept her.

  Willow is now an archer of your Pantheon.

  Gained 5 skill points.

  Please choose her evocation:

  Fire. 1 skill point.

  Ice. 1 skill point.

  Earth. 1 skill point.

  Water. 1 skill point.

  Wind. 1 skill point.

  Unknown. 5 skill points.

  Primordial unknown. 50 skill points.

  Well that was slightly different to what Arath options were and if memory serves Arath didn't have any requirements. Not that Willows were hard to accomplish.

  "You are a Paragon aren't you my husband?" Willow asked without any surprise in her voice.

  "Not quite but the easy answer is yes. Am I that easy to figure out?"

  Willow shook her head. "No. There are rumours around the city that you are some messenger for the god Tim that Arath serves. But I've spent a bit of time with her and the way she speaks of you when you're not there is borderline worship. You could tell that woman to walk through brimstone and she would smile the whole time, you are also the only known one of your kind so it makes sense." Willow panicked apon saying that. "Sorry if I misspoke about our head mare it was not my intention."

  I bit her nipple a little harder than normal to silence her. "You don't need to apologise for that Willow it's actually quite interesting."

  She still looked unsure and couldn't meet my gaze so I took it to mean our cuddle time was over. We were doing so well trying to bring her out of her shell but these things take time.

  "Would you like to get up now? We should also go introduce ourselves to whoever is visiting." I asked.

  Willow took the opportunity and we both got ready for the day. This did involve her putting a bra and shirt on and I was saddened by the loss in my view but baby steps, she would eventually open up fully.

  A new pair of pants were neatly folded on a side bench with a matching gray shirt. It had been a while since I'd been covered up and I almost missed the flexibility of being bare chested but I'm hoping this would stop some of the looks I get in town. Although most of them are because I'm human not because I look good.

  With clothes on we exited the bedroom to find the rest of the house empty, so much for Arath entertaining guests.

  "I'm going to get started on breakfast." Willow stated, her nervous demeanor returning.

  Just give her some more time I told myself. Hopefully her family will help thaw her edges. I made some excuse about needing the bathroom and left her to her own devices.

  Centaur bathrooms were an interesting design as the typical porcein throne wouldn't quite work for a half a ton creature with four legs and an ass that was bigger than most humans shoulder width.

  Instead there was a rge hole on one corner with two small ptforms slightly bigger than my hand on either side. To a centaur these are where you would put your back hoofs. It would already make sure you were spread enough so nothing hit you on the way down and also helped get onto the correct position.

  I struggled when this was expined to me but when Arath had given me a demonstration I realised it was a little difficult for her to see if she was close enough or far enough away as she backed up with her long body. Hence these small ptforms. It gave her something that could be felt to know she was in the right position.

  She mentioned this was the design for most mares and there was a slightly different version for stallions but I could use this one so there was no need to spend any money on changing anything.

  Taking care of my business I found the hose just off to the side and washed everything away. It all connected to an underground sewer that had some pnts that thrived off our waste. I was curious but not that curious so I took Araths word.

  Returning to the main room I found Willow setting the table with eggs and some type of pancakes. Oh how I've missed these, how she knew how to make them I didn't care. Next quest is to find some maple syrup.

  My search was put on hold as Arath came through the front door with a bag made of silk very simir to Kayaletts clothes from st time we met and the biggest smile on her face. I tried to give her the silent look asking what was inside but she just smiled and shook her head.

  "Ooow this looks wonderful Willow."

  I knew she was trying to distract us from whatever she had but I was more than happy to have a reason to start eating. She could have her secrets and if that smile was anything to go by she'd tell me very soon.

  "Thank you mistress Arath. This was a recipe that I gained when I reached level 20 in cooking."

  That was an interesting fact. Could I cook this without a cooking level? So much to test yet thinking means less eating.

  Both the mares sat down at the table with me and we began to eat. Although there was no maple syrup there was butter and with how fluffy these pancakes were I was definitely satisfied.

  Silence settled in as we ate but not an awkward one, the kind of silence a chef likes because everyone it to busy enjoy their food instead of talking. Willow smiled happily as the stack in the middle of the table shrunk and Arath kept looking between the silk bag and myself with a mischievous gaze.

  Finally when nothing remained of the food Arath spoke. "Willow you may go to your parents now and good luck with your job."

  "Thank you mistress Arath I won't let you down."

  We waited patiently for her to leave and I busied myself clearing the ptes from the table. Both mares gave me odd looks but didn't stop me.

  When everything was cleared and wiped, and Willow had left I finally gave Arath my full attention. My wife I question was fidgeting nervously yet still had her smile.

  "So." I said coming around pcing my hand on her back. "Are you going to tell me what's in the bag or do I have to find some rope to help break you in?"

  My head mares tail flicked underneath her dress and she gave me a look of fake anger but I could see the slight arousal in her gaze I put that little bit of information away in the back of my mind. Something to test ter.

  "Well my lord in this bag, I have been given Kayaletts underwear for us to use as we see fit."

  Wait what?