Level Up: Voidwalker-Chapter 351: Get A Room

Atlas was standing at the top of a massive dune, allowing him to see for miles, only to spot greenery in the far distance. Amethyst landed next to him, transforming into her human form before breathing heavily. ''Damn heat, it's drying out my feather and ruining my skin,'' she complained.

''Don't worry, it looks like an oasis is over there,'' he responded, pointing to the west.

The purple-haired beauty got excited and started jumping up and down, only to lose her balance. She tumbled down the dune only to slam into the ground below, letting out an annoyed scream that was muffled by the sand. He held in his laugh, and Void Stepped to the bottom. ''Here, let me help you.''

Atlas extended a hand to Amethyst, who lay sprawled in the golden sand. With a gentle pull, he helped her up, her weight leaning briefly against him as she steadied herself. Suddenly, the Phoenix beauty wrapped her arms around him. ''Thank you for helping me, my love.''

Sand clung to her, dusting Atlas's skin, and her heat enveloped him, drawing beads of sweat that glistened on his brow under the unforgiving sun. Just as it became nearly unbearable, a soft rustle announced the arrival of Noorah. Her blue eyes sparkled with a playful glint as she watched them.

Moments later, she created a cool, soothing gust of air that swirled around Atlas and Amethyst, dissipating the heat and lifting the sand from their skin. The chill brushed up against their faces, bringing immediate relief, coaxing a shared sigh of happiness from the pair.

''Thanks for that, Noorah,'' he thanked the little white fox.

Atlas crouched down and rubbed her head, prompting Noorah to transform into her human form. She suddenly kissed him, and a shiver ran down his spine as he held her slender waist. Her fluffy tail swayed side to side in excitement, thanks to his tongue sliding into her warm mouth, making her tremble.

Once they broke apart, Amethyst was there and kissed him. He was taken by surprise and quickly returned the gesture. She pressed her body against his just as the other young women appeared behind them. Grishna saw this and whistled before teasing. ''Get a room, you two, or wait until we get to the oasis.''

The Phoenix beauty recoiled, cheeks flushed, and spun around in a fluster. Her reaction only sparked laughter from the group as Atlas continued to guide them toward their rest stop. For days, they'd trekked under the scorching sun, parched and without a trace of water. It was only thanks to Nulia and Noorah that they were able to stay hydrated.

By the time they arrived at the small lake in the middle of the desert, they dropped down to relax. Atlas stepped toward the edge only to sense several crocodile-like monsters lying in wait under the surface. He raised a hand and cast Void Lance into each of them, small explosions to echo out.

They stood in anticipation, their eyes fixed on the surface as several lifeless bodies bobbed up from the depths. One by one, the corpses floated into view. With the lake now purged of its monsters, the water shimmered under the sunlight, as if nature itself had exhaled in relief. The group exchanged glances, their tension easing into a collective sigh.

Atlas stepped forward and waved his hand, causing the bodies to vanish, leaving no trace behind. The air felt lighter, the scene cleansed. Then he began to shed his battle-worn clothing, piece by piece, until his chiseled physique was revealed in the golden glow of the afternoon sun. His muscles rippled with each movement, proof of years of fighting.

Their gazes locked onto him like a pride of lionesses sizing him up. A nervous chuckle escaped his lips, his confidence wavering under the weight of their stares. Grisha stepped forward with a sway in her hips, her eyes glinting with mischief and admiration. She reached out, her fingertip tracing a slow path across his chest, her touch sending a shiver coursing through him.

Her voice was low, teasing, yet laced with affection. ''Day by day, you grow even more handsome, my husband,'' she murmured. ''I thank the stars we found each other when we did, or I might've had to fight off every soul here just to keep you mine.''

Following that, Grishna rushed toward the water and jumped in alongside Zena, Noorah, and Artemis. Nulia sat off to the side and started meditating. Amethyst flew above the water before transforming into her human form. She dived into the cool lake while the others cheered.

Lilith appeared beside him in her Honey Badger form, carrying a massive snake that she started eating. This made Atlas laugh as the last two women appeared beside him. Estelle looked at him with a knowing expression while Medusa brushed her big boobs against his arm, sending a lust-filled shiver down his spine.

Atlas shook his head to clear it. ''What are you both up to?'' he asked.

Without answering, the blonde knight moved to steal his lips and gave him a passionate kiss just as Medusa began kissing down his body until reaching his pants. The snake beauty tugged them down, prompting his hard cock to pop out like a spring. Her green eyes gleamed as she started kissing the tip.

The two women attacked him as Artemis noticed what was happening and rushed toward them. She quickly set up a tent that would give them shade alongside a massive bed that Estelle pushed him onto. The gorgeous blonde straddled his face before talking to the other two. ''Medusa, you and Art can deal with his cock while his tongue explores me.''

When the duo heard this, frowns appeared as the snake woman claimed the next spot. ''I want to do it next, it's been ages since he licked me.''

Atlas let out a soft chuckle, the sound barely audible over the playful bickering of Medusa and Artemis. The desert sun hung low, casting a golden shade over the oasis, its shimmering waters a stark contrast to the endless dunes. His focus was elsewhere, on Estelle, who straddled his face with a confidence that sent a thrill through him.

Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders as the heat in her gaze intensified. She shifted slightly, her thighs brushing against his cheeks. Atlas hooked a finger under her soaked panties, easing them aside. The sight of her pink pussy glistening with love juices stirred something primal within him.

Her beauty was undeniable, a vision that caught his breath despite the countless times he'd been this close to her. He leaned forward, his tongue tracing along her sensitive folds. The taste of her was intoxicating, a mix of salt and sweetness that sent his lust skyrocketing. 'Fuck, she tastes delicious,' he mused.

Estelle let out a low moan that vibrated through the air, her fingers tangling in his snow white hair as she arched into him. ''Mmmghh~~,'' she broke into a series of gasps, each one more desperate than the last. ''Ughhh~~ Atlas~~ Arghhh~~.''

Her sounds were those of surrender, each note pulling him deeper into her orbit. The world around them seemed to fade, the rustle of palm fronds, the distant laughter of Grishna and Zena splashing in the lake, even the teasing protests of Medusa and Artemis vying for their turn.

Atlas's hands rested on her hips, steadying the blonde as she trembled under his touch. Her fingers tightened in his hair, urging him on, and he obliged, his movements growing bolder as he explored every inch of her pussy. Each flick of his tongue drew another shudder from her, her moans getting louder. ''Mmmghhh~~ Ughhh~~ Nnnmmghh~~.''

Below, Artemis and Medusa were weaving their pleasure, their movements synchronized yet separate, each vying to draw a reaction from him. Artemis knelt to his right, her soft hands massaging his balls. Each gentle squeeze sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through him, a slow-building wave, making his muscles tense and his breath hitch against Estelle's skin.

Her lips, full and teasing, brushed along the side of his shaft, planting kisses that left trails of heat in their wake. The sensation was maddening, a contrast of soft and intense that had him gripping the bed's edge to steady himself. On his left, Medusa was a force of raw seduction.

Her green eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as she leaned in, her serpentine ancestry proof in how she moved. Her lips parted, and she took him into her mouth, enveloping his cock with a warmth that was both overwhelming and exquisite. The slick heat of her tongue swirled around him, teasing the sensitive tip before she slid down, taking him deeper.

Atlas's hand instinctively reached for her, fingers tangling in her white ponytail and guiding her rhythm, pushing himself further into her throat. Medusa hummed in approval, the vibration sending a shockwave through him that made his hips buck involuntarily. Artemis, undeterred by the older woman's bold claim, shifted her focus lower, her lips grazing his crown jewels using her tongue.