Jason felt the shift immediately. A pressure behind his eyes, a heat crawling under his skin that had nothing to do with the night air. His pulse hammered in his ears, and every muscle in his body tensed like a drawn bowstring. Something was wrong. His system was adapting again, and the side effects were hitting harder than before. Jason thought his body could adapt to every and everything but he didn’t take into account that this included the desires of said things like The Marrow.
"Fuck..." he muttered under his breath, scanning the shadows around the ally because this was something .
He tried to compose himself, rolling his shoulders and taking a deep breath, but the sensation only grew stronger. It was like invisible fingers stroking along his nerves, coaxing his cock to swell and throb against his pants. His body reacted on its own, blood rushing south so fast it made his head spin.
But Jason knew there was something off about all of this, this included her presence, and why she came when she did.
He could feel it—the dark mana in the air, thick and cloying, wrapping around him like a lover’s embrace. And then, without warning, the Shade Lord manifested right in front of him. The massive shadowy giant towered over Namtar, its blade already raised to cleave her in half.
"What?" Jason snapped, the word cracking like a whip. He forced the summoned creature back, reabsorbing it into his own shadow before it could strike. The effort left him panting, sweat beading on his brow not because he was exhausted but for the first time, it looked like he had lost control of something he already adapted to.
"Is it possible that I lost control?" he thought, heart pounding. This shouldn’t happen. His system had never acted without his command before.
Then he looked at Namtar. She was staring up at him with a perverse, hungry expression, lips parted, eyes gleaming with lust and something darker.
That was when it hit him. This was what she wanted. She wanted his essence, his seed, his Marrow-infused power. They could use it for something—some ritual, some weapon, some twisted experiment. His body had reacted instinctively to the threat, summoning the Shade Lord to protect him.
It was similar to when it moved when he was unconscious to fight Maldred before he regained it.
Jason didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground, fingers digging into her grey flesh. "What the fuck is your real purpose?" he snarled, voice low and dangerous.
The look in his eyes, Namtar knew Jason would kill her if she didn’t give him an answer he liked.
Namtar’s legs kicked uselessly, but she didn’t fight back. She just smiled, even as her air was cut off. Jason tightened his grip until her eyes rolled back, then dropped her hard onto the dirt.
"Speak," he commanded.
The word hit her like a physical force because it was a command she couldn’t disobey even if she wanted to. Her body jerked, and she answered immediately, voice hoarse.
"The rumors... about your child. My guild sent me to confirm them. We need your essence. We need to know if the Marrow can be... harvested."
Jason’s jaw clenched. He threw her against a nearby boulder with brutal force. Her body slammed into the stone with a sickening crack, but she stayed conscious, gasping and trembling despite the huge crater caused by the impact that was probably heard by people around her.
"I don’t give a shit about mercy anymore," Jason growled, stalking toward her. "Not when my essence could be used against me."
Namtar looked up at him, eyes wide with fear and twisted desire. "Please... Master... show mercy. I’ll do anything."
Jason paused, breathing hard. He realized the truth—he’d been careless. The Marrow had played him. For a second, he forgot it was still a conscious entity despite adapting to it, adaptation simply meant he could harness its powers with no drawbacks but it had managed to push him into this encounter without his full awareness.
It was like the Marrow wanted to be "born" which shouldn’t even be a possibility at this point in time.
"It looks like the dark guilds might be a problem," he muttered. "But with what I’ve seen, I might even need them too." Jason knew this was going to take everything in them because it was looking unlikely that they would be able to close the tears seeing as they had no idea where it was to begin with, it was scattered all over the world and the world was a big place.
He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up. "Go to your boss. Tell him I want to see him. Now."
Namtar nodded frantically, but before she could leave, Jason’s eyes raked over her stitched-together body. Despite the grotesque seams threatening to split her open, her curves were undeniably attractive—massive tits, wide hips, a thick ass that jiggled with every breath. He knew he might not get another chance like this to drain his balls as things were about to get serious.
As she turned to go, Jason grabbed the back of her neck and slammed her face-first into the wall. "Not so fast," he hissed.
He slapped her ass hard enough to make the flesh ripple violently. The sound echoed through the alley like a gunshot. Namtar cried out, but her pussy visibly clenched, juices dripping down her thighs.
"It looks like you aren’t all too useless," Jason muttered, voice thick with lust. He freed his cock, the thick shaft already leaking precum. Without warning, he forced the head against her tight asshole and shoved forward.
Namtar bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, a strangled scream escaping her throat. "AHHH! Fuck—it’s too big—"
Jason didn’t care. He drove into her ass with brutal, punishing thrusts, treating her like a living sex doll. His hands roamed aggressively, grabbing fistfuls of her massive tits and squeezing until the grey flesh bulged between his fingers. He pinched her dark nipples viciously, twisting them until she sobbed.
Jason felt it, this creature had a high pain tolerance, something she must be thankful for right now. However, this was to be expected judging by the state of her grotesque body state.
"Shut the fuck up or I’ll kill you," he growled, clamping a hand over her mouth. His other hand gripped her hip hard enough to bruise, yanking her back onto his cock with every thrust.
Namtar’s muffled moans vibrated against his palm.
"Mmmph! Mmm-mmmph!" Her body betrayed her, pushing back against him, her ass cheeks clapping loudly with each impact. The wet, obscene sounds of her stretched hole filled the alley.
Jason’s fingers dug deeper into her flesh, groping and slapping her tits, her ass, anything he could reach. He used her roughly, slamming her against the wall again and again.
"You wanted my essence? Take it then," he snarled, pounding into her harder.
She threw her ass back desperately, inner muscles clenching and milking his shaft. "Do you like my body?" she gasped when he briefly uncovered her mouth.
Jason answered by slamming his hand back over her lips and fucking her even more violently. "I said shut up," he hissed, feeling his orgasm building. His balls slapped against her dripping pussy with every thrust, the sensation driving him wild but this was the right way to let go off all the built up tension.
Namtar’s body shook with the force of his assault. Her massive tits swung heavily beneath her, and Jason reached around to grab them again, using them as handles to pull her back onto his cock. He squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh, fingers sinking deep, leaving red marks on her grey skin.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!" Her muffled cries grew louder, more desperate. She was close, her body trembling on the edge.
Jason felt his control slipping again, the system adapting, the Marrow feeding on her dark mana. But he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. He rammed into her ass with everything he had, treating her like nothing more than a hole to use.
"Take it," he growled, his voice ragged. "Take every fucking drop."
His climax hit like a tidal wave. Jason buried himself to the hilt and exploded, flooding her ass with thick, hot cum. Pulse after pulse pumped into her, and he could feel the Marrow draining her essence, absorbing her power.
Namtar came with him, her body convulsing violently. Her muffled scream against his hand was long and broken, her ass clenching rhythmically around his spurting cock.
Jason stayed buried inside her for several long moments, breathing hard. When he finally pulled out, cum leaked from her stretched hole, running down her thighs. Namtar collapsed to her knees, trembling and spent.
He looked down at her, no guilt in his eyes. The dark guilds were a problem, but they might also be useful. And Namtar... she was just the beginning to his control over that world.