“Spike, may I have a word with you?” Sunset Shimmer made his way into his chambers where he rested surrounded by his lovers, lounging naked in his bed with him. “Flurry Heart and Beatrix Belladonna have this theory...”

“Go on.” He welcomed her closer with a casual wave.

“You keep changing. It hasn't stopped.” They'd had him do a checkup every day, extracting a little blood, which she and Twilight in turn studied. “You're stronger, faster, and sturdier before it's true; not to mention how your flames have changed. But it's more than that. We've noticed there's been an, ahem, 'spike' in your magical essence recently.”

“Huh, I do feel a little different. Not sure I really follow, though.”

“Well...I've talked it over with Twilight and this is our theory. You know how greed once made you large? I think now it's turned to lust.” She nodded at his concubines. “Dragon Lords used to make their harem large as possible as a status symbol. Now that you've made Fleur your lover? You've suddenly reached a whole new level of power. That could apply to every lover you take.”

Rapidly he blinked. “Could it really be...?” He studied Fleur and Autumn Blaze who smiled at him, draped over his scaly chest. Rarity and Sweetie Belle were sleeping at his feet, holding onto each other. If their idea was true expanding his influence further would increase his chances of beating the Eldritch exponentially. “Not sure I should share this, though. Don't want to pressure anyone, you know? I want everyone who chooses to be with me to be happy.” Maybe it was too idealistic, but he didn't care.

“That's why I chose to see you. I...I talked it over with Shining Armor and Cadance, and they're okay with it. I'll still be part of their herd, but...” She undid her scant costume, letting it drop at her feet. “Consider it a test run.”

“I don't want to push anyone-”

“This is entirely my choice,” she assured him as she cantered closer. “Cadance is talking it over with her husband. He's a little insecure about such things, but I think he'll come around if it can help save Equestria. Trixie and Beatrix are thinking about it, too. It's just casual sex, right? Just lay back and think of Equestria,” she finished with a heavy blush.

“You won't have to do it alone,” called a voice from the entrance. Wallflower Blush bashfully stared at her small feet, pulling back her hood to expose her freckled cheeks. “I...I want in. If it'll save this world, and help us return home someday...”

She wandered up next to Sunset, slinking out of her cloak and her clothes underneath. “I know I'm not the biggest prize,” said Blush. “But I like to think I'm okay looking. Plus, I'm a tad curious.” She poked one of his dragonhoods.

“You're in for a treat,” said Sunset with a laugh.

“Let's give them some space,” said Autumn who moved out of the way.

“So the more of a virile stud Spike is the more powerful he becomes? How fortunate,” noted Fleur with a titter.

“Just be careful not to burn out,” reminded Autumn who parroted Flurry's and Beatrix's warnings.

“I'll try and pace myself. Not that it's easy, surrounded by all these beauties! Er, not sure about the rules, though? Do I have to make love to them on a regular basis? And do I have to knock them up? Does it have to be vaginal or-”

She placed her index finger over his snout. “No, just once will do to bond them to you. And no, you don't have to impregnate them, although our theory is that, uh, planting your seed in their wombs will work best. We'll be sure to take contraceptive potions afterward. That should about cover it,” she finished with a playful sigh. “So let's get to the test, okay?”

“Hopefully it will be fun,” said Wallflower who wiggled her wings and breathed in his pungent male musk to ready herself. She spread her legs, settling herself upon his lower cock, gasping as it spread her open further than anything else ever had when she lowered herself down. “W-wow,” she mumbled as the ridges trickled and scraped her unusually tight insides.

“Like it?” Sunset smiled and laughed in a teasing manner, seeing Blush's blissful if bashful expression. She moved to Spike's upper dick, pushing it into her moist confines which dripped down the shaft onto his swollen testicles.

He wrapped a claw about each of their waists, bouncing them atop him. Pretty soon their maws were awkwardly locking, initiated by Blush who admitted, “Sunset, I...I've had a kind of crush on you for a long time...”

“Hey, I'm pretty much in an open relationship. More an arrangement for political reasons, really. So this hardly has to end here,” she offered brushing Wallflower's messy mane and further mussing it up with a grin.

They continued to touch and kiss each other, making Spike feel a little like a third wheel serving as a proxy between them, not that he minded. His digits dug into their buttflesh, hilted cervix-deep into the pair who rocked back-and-forth. He looked over to Autumn Blaze who winked at him, and Fleur offered him a delicate smile, curling a lock around a finger.

Rarity stirred with a low yawn and fawned her face. “Is it hot in here?”

“Oh, definitely!” Sweetie stretched with a high-pitched giggle.

Warmth filled Spike's insides when he unloaded into his latest lovers, who by now had absolutely soaked his scaly muscles in lubrication. His palms traced over their sweaty forms, happily growling while he flooded their innermost chambers. Sunset and Wallflower leaned into a protracted kiss, the force of his release pushing them over the edge as they sprayed all over him.

Not that it was difficult for Sunset to find Blush's weak points due to her empathic touch, making her the perfect lover for anyone. She paid special attention to Blush's wings, who bristled in rapture each time she traced their span.

“I-I love you Sunset,” cried Wallflower who instantly regretted her admission.

Sunset quietly chuckled. “It's fine,” she said to soothe her panting partner, brushing her unkempt locks. “I feel the same.”

“R-really? I mean...” She turned away, leaning her palms on Spike's chiseled chest for support. “Uh, thanks. I feel a little more at home here all the time. But I still want to return home with you if the opportunity ever comes.”

“We will. Spike will make sure of that,” assured Sunset who caressed the drake's snout. He grinned back at them, still locked inside their tight wet tunnels He closed his wingspan around him, drawing them close, enjoying the feel of their soft breasts rising and falling with his own rhythmic breathing. He reached around with his tail, helping to massage their slender backs.

From the way his insides warmed over, making him feel more vigorous and virile than ever, he assumed the experiment was a success. Sunset would pass on the word, and while he felt a little uncomfortable taking more lovers into his best unless he was absolutely certain they wanted it, he knew many of his followers would accept whatever it took to make certain they won.

“Now who shall I start with,” mused the sphinx; eying the three ponies before she grabbed Pacific Glow by her ankle and yanked her off her feet. She screamed, dangling upside-down, helpless prey before the ancient predator. “You appear to be the weakest of the bunch. Not even a sense of earth pony strength in you. Is there no value to you outside of body~?”

"A light snack at best," she teased her while dragging one of her long nails down Pacific's body; shredding off her hotpants and tube top to unveil ample flesh. “Not very bright, no real skills other than dancing, you're practically useless and utterly unimportant...”

“She's important to me,” cried Inky Rose who balled her fists in frustration at her helplessness to intervene. Mascara ran under tears of frustration.

The sphinx laughed at them, dragging a rough tongue slowly over Pacific's shapely form. Her breasts slid and bounced under casual licks. The raver whimpered, more urine trickling down her as she started to dizzy from a rush of blood to her head.

Sombra figured this was part of the test. The guardian was waiting for him to show signs of weakness, testing his resolve, wondering when and if he'd ultimately break. Within a few moments of licking Pacific all over, the sphinx dropped her with a thud, Inky flying and barely catching her slack form in time. The goth mare stared hatefully at the guardian.

“Oh, relax! I haven't killed her...yet~” said the sphinx who moved her face close to Inky. “You seem to be much stronger and sharper than her; definitely suitable in the body department.... But will it be enough?” She hooked a claw into Inky's spiderweb dress, lifting it off and casually tossing it aside to fully expose her. She opened slathering jaws wide, pulling the pegasus closer, who defiantly stared her down.

She was almost fully taken into the sphinx's mouth, only her head visible while she sucked on her, knowing that the razor teeth were a mere moment away from potentially severing her head from its neck. “I...I'm willing to lay down my life for Sombra and Pacific, if that's what it takes.” She shivered, warm all over from the heat of her mouth while she was lapped at, prey instincts kicking in.

The sphinx spat her out in disgust. “Eww, pathetic devotion like that ruins the taste! Love and friendship are fleeting, often hastily abandoned for the sake of survival. Just look at the state of Equestria!”

“You're speaking from personal experience, aren't you?” Inky grunted with a wry smile at the look she shot her. "No wonder you're such a sourpuss."

The sphinx rested a single nail over the entrance of Inky's slit. “Keep your mouth shut if you know what's good for you. Remember, I could open you from cunt to throat with a simple flick of my finger!” She withdrew after a moment, her threat made.

Sombra did his best not to chuckle too loudly, quite amused at how easy the monster was to rile up. It was another reminder of why she was worthy to be at his side above all the other options.

Placing the pegasus down, the guardian moved onto him last. With his concubines too dazed or frightened to assist him, he was on his own to please the lecherous sphinx as she cut away his armor and cloth. "Alright, hero. It's your turn~"

A number of mares arrived in Spike's chambers for their turn with him. With each applicant Sunset took a moment to touch them with their permission, searching their feelings to make certain they were okay with this arrangement. Among them were Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Limestone, Cadance, Trixie, and Beatrix Belladonna, who stood on the sidelines.

“I managed to save a few flowers from the Pleasure Gardens to make this easier,” said Sunset who procured the magically preserved pink flowers from her purse. “Sadly, without Tree Hugger's green thumb they won't last much longer, let-alone grow here. Still, they can still release those familiar aphrodisiacs when crushed or consumed, which'll make this easier!”

“I'm just relieved to hear it worked,” said Beatrix who smirked with a hand on a hip. “Flurry's happy, too!”

“She's decided not to join us,” said Cadance. “She doesn't have any...experience of this sort, anyhow, other than those terrible things Chrysalis did to her. Plus, I know it's hard enough for Shining to know another man will be taking me for a night. I think he's absolute meltdown if his precious sweetheart did this. He couldn't even bring himself to come and watch.”

“I'm sorry,” said Spike who awkwardly rubbed his neck.

“It will be fine. It's a compromise, since Sunset and Trixie are indefinitely a part of his herd now. Making love to another man once is hardly equal, but in any relationship one gives more and another takes. Plus, in this new Equestria it almost seems silly to worry about anything other than trying to find happiness wherever we can. We need everyone to stick together.”

Since it would be rather crowded in here most of Spike's usual harem had reluctantly left. Somehow no matter how many times he made love in a day, his stamina didn't burn out; on the contrary he felt more energized than ever!

“We managed to make something similar to the cauldron in my home dimension,” said Belladonna. “Uh, maybe an explanation is overdue? It's an artifact the cult of the nemesis, who worshiped and sought the Necronomicon, built in our to empower their leader. The Starlight I know used it to make herself an alicorn. Anyhow, you're like that now; pure raw alchemical power! However, that could also make you burn out fast in the heat of the moment! It's like Flurry said; pace yourself, okay?”

“Will do! Uh, so who's first? I can take two of you at a time,” he reminded.

“That's our cue,” said Vinyl Scratch who pulled Octavia with her. “Don't tell me you're chickening out now?”

“Certainly not! I simply wish to do this right,” said Tavi who slowly started to undo her clothes.

“So fussy,” mumbled the DJ who in contrast practically threw off her clothes in her haste. She only paused to tease off her bra and panties, shooting the dragon a grin when she bared herself to him and jiggled her assets in an improvised dance.

While she shed her clothes Tavi slowly started to get into the spirit, a smile creeping across her lips, as her movements were graceful and controlled rather than wild like her partner's. Pretty soon they were dancing nude before Spike, who practically salivated, sitting on the edge of the bed with his twin dragons full mask and ready to explore the musicians.

Vinyl chuckled and tackled her down. “Let's spruce this up, okay?” She'd pushed Tavi to all fours, ready to be mounted, and clambered atop her in the same position, their rumps stuck out to present their warm, wet holes. “Time to loosen you up!”

Grumbles escaped Tavi who nonetheless relented to her partner's whims. Unlike the DJ she hesitated to leave her comfort zone, but often discovered new things she liked after being pushed into it; that aspect was what had often kept them together despite their differences. He stalked over, taking a moment to admire the display before him, as he readied himself to take them.

“Don't worry,” said Beatrix who noticed how antsy her mother was. “Our turn'll come soon enough!”

Trixie huffed, standing with hands on her hips. “Very well. Shouldn't have accepted one of those flowers...” After eating the one Sunset offered she'd immediately heated up all over, a wet stain in the crotch of her leotard; it continued to spread and leaked down her inner thighs while she watched Spike pushed himself into Tavi and Scratch. She bit her lower lip with a whine.

“Guess that means we're partners, huh?” Limestone smiled at Cadance. “We're an unlikely pair, I'll admit.”

“Yet we'll prove no less effective I'm sure,” promised Cadance who wrapped a wing about her. “I appreciate love in all its forms. I wish I could have seen more of the Pleasure Gardens. It seemed like such a wonderful place.”

Oh, it was. Granted, I feel a little more at home here. Reminds me of the rock farm,” said Limestone.

While he started to drive into the mares, Vinyl nibbled on Tavi's neck and ears. Her hands also clasped around breasts that dwarfed even her own, pretending like she was milking Octavia's tits with a laugh. Gritting his teeth, Spike strained his musculature while he pounded into them, fin-like ears twitching in answer to their distant moans.

Unable to resist those puckered assholes presented before him, he worked a couple of finger's up Octavia, while he did the same to Scratch, only with the tip of his spaded tail. His free hand ran all over them, their supple flesh mixed with lithe muscles ever since they'd chosen to take up arms. His balls slapped with each thrust, wet sounds filling the air each time he humped.

The cave filled with the sweet music of their lovemaking. Their buttocks bounced each time he speared them, his leather wings spreading and his teeth clamping when his testicles started to boil over for release. But he restrained himself, never willing to leave his lovers until he was certain they'd been satisfied. Luckily with the way his fleshy ridges massaged their canals, it was easy to hit all their sweet spots, their dams breaking almost at the same time as they came upon him.

Their pussies tightened around his shafts, milking him for his seed. With a low growl he slammed all the way into them, eyes turned to slits as he pierced their cervices, bottoming out into their uteri and distending their stomachs a little.

Thankfully they were so addled with lust sheer pleasure overwhelmed any discomfort, and he flooded them with much needed release.

“Intense,” said Vinyl between pants when she slackened.

“It...was quite nice,” admitted Tavi who had similarly almost been fucked silly, her face warped in bliss.

“You love it even more than me,” teased the DJ with a slap on her lover's even wider rump.

“Perhaps,” she replied in a whisper. “It's not my fault Spike's a more attentive partner than you.”

“Don't push it,” she answered with another, much harder smack of Tavi's ass that made her yelp. “Sure you don't want to try this again with Spike sometime? It could really spice up those lonely nights, let us party like it's the end of the world!”

“I...I will consider it. He is a rather excellent lover. However, I'm certain others are impatient for their turn.”

Rather reluctantly Spike pulled out of their now gaping, oozing pussies, and their rectums, relieved they were all satisfied. Of course they'd only be the first of many; with a stretch and yawn he prepared himself for the next round.

“You all make such good little playthings," the sphinx said to rub in the fact that Sombra was far too weak to stop her. “Only alive because you entertain me.”

“And yet you haven't even offered us a chance. How do you expect to make sport of us without a fair trial,” reminded Sombra who knew such mythical creatures were bound by rules. He'd studied them extensively in his search for arcane knowledge, but hadn't heard much about the sphinx in particular, as aside from the reserved Somnambula her secrets were seemingly forever lost to the sands of time.

“A lot can change over the eons,” mused the sphinx who studied the trio with a head tilt. “You seem so certain that I am still bound by mortal rules~”

“You can try and tease all you want, but I know the truth. You're as much a prisoner as we are,” noted Sombra as some of his usual smugness crept in. “Why, from how it appears from here you're little more than Somnambula's pet!”

The sphinx hissed so loud it echoed through the chambers, baring her teeth. “I am no one's pet! Why, I have every right to decapitate you where you stand!" She seethed before taking a moment to relax her posture. “But...I can't just ignore a challenge.”

Her grin spread, seeing how the trio couldn't stop staring at her bulbous bared breasts, the wide nipples fitted with ring piercings. “Well, go on then, vermin! Tend to me if you're so confident.”

Inky and Pacific marched forward, draping their nude forms upon the swelled buds as they started to lick and fondle a pinkness that filled their vision. Purrs erupted from the guardian, flexing her wings and tail, while Sombra pondered his own approach.

Little whimpers escaped the sphinx when his concubines pulled on the rings, stretching her nipples. “Mmm.... Now that feels nice~! You both are such wonderful little whores, aren't you? I can see why your master keeps you around~!” She murmured, retaining her arrogant tone.

Sombra walked behind the guardian who was seated on her haunches. His lovers were already softening her up as he'd hoped, but it would be up to him to finish her off. Shooting the duo a tiny smile, he then turned to study the sphinx's ample flanks, her tail raised to expose her openings.

Lighting his horn, he used his aura to part them wide open, taking in the lovely view; a divine honeypot touched by so few, usually with dire consequences.

While it looked messy and very uncomfortable, he was determined to seek passage from the guardian. With a small breath, he cautiously climbed into her birth canal. “A-Ahh~! Wait, what are you.... O-oh~!?”

She whined even louder, her warm pink tunnel dripping over him. He started to massage her walls with tender strokes while his tongue lapped at her spongy g-spot directly. She squirmed and squeaked between them; eyes nearly rolling into her head.

“I think she likes it,” said Pacific between laps at a nipple that blanketed her view.

“Not bad for mere harlots,” quipped Inky between her own ministrations, saliva on her chin. “Master really knows his way around a woman's body."

By now Sombra had become quite skilled at pleasing his lovers. When he'd been a tyrant he'd simply taken what he wanted from mares in his country, often defiling them on their wedding nights in front of their husbands as he claimed first rights over them. The idea filled him with distaste, realizing it was beneath a true ruler. But he'd have to earn back any trust.

With a gentleness that he was surprised to discover in himself, he explored the sphinx's velvet cavern with soft touches and kisses; making her uncharacteristically coo. The other intruders who'd tried to tame her had either been far too nervous or worse concerned with their own pleasure, trying to put her in her place. By contrast, he treated her to loving caresses that put her in heaven.

He and his concubines worked together, not letting up for a second. Aside from Somnambula, it was perhaps the first time she hadn't been treated like a monster; the guardian's memories were hazy after such a long life. Carefully she rolled onto her back, knocking about coins and other scattered treasures, presenting her belly, her weakest spot, to them as a further test. It rose and fell in rhythm.

He realized many had probably chosen this moment to attack. But he wasn't certain his magic could overcome her anyhow, and besides, it would be rude to interrupt this moment of pleasure for her; especially when she could be a valuable ally.

Pacific and Inky climbed atop her soft mounds, pecking and nibbling at them, while he remained locked inside her, her walls shuddering while he continued to work her up, teased until she saw stars.

The sphinx wailed when she came, her lower half quaking and gushing out a small tidal wave of release that pushed him out and partially flooded the area. Her hindlegs kicked, and she pawed at the air, happily nuzzling his loves and bowling them over.

Laying in a puddle of her sticky ejaculation, Sombra smoothed down his thin, matted coating of dark fur, realizing the truth; like the Crystal Empire, this pyramid had similarly been frozen in time until the priestess had summoned it back.

Like him most assumed the guardian was evil, not that her hostile nature helped with that. He stalked over to meet Pacific and Inky who hugged him.

“You did well,” he said patting their heads before turning to the flustered guardian. “From the looks of things, you appear very satisfied, no?”

“I...I suppose I am,” mewled the sphinx who lazily rolled onto her belly, licking her heavy paws. “I never expected such gentle hands to touch me; especially from the likes of you. I'm...impressed. I can safely say you've earned my respect, Sombra...” Her eyes than dilated into sharp slits before she got up and pushed her paw into the treasury; only to pull out Bellatrix Primadonna from a pile of coins, the succubus wiggling in her grasp. "Unfortunately, the same can't be said about this nosey little tramp! How dare you spy on us. Give me one good reason not to bite your head off here and now!” She growled, her maw opened and read to devour the little hellspawn.

“W-Wait, stop! Please, I implore you,” he pleaded. “She's a friend.”

“I simply wanted to help my master,” said Bellatrix, struggling to tug her wings out of the sphinx's claws while gazing worryingly down her throat. “Okay, I admit I was rather curious...”

The monster opened her maw wider, ready to swallow her whole until a new voice broke through. “Halt,” came the command from the entryway. All eyes turned to Somnambula who strutted over with a cat of nine tails clasped in her fists. “They have passed your test, Sphinx! You must honor your end of the bargain or else face the price of your curse.”

“They have passed. This one didn't. I am free to eat her!” The sphinx insisted through dripping lips.

“I forbid it. Now stand down,” she commanded firmly. The sphinx growled in frustration before she dropped the demon, and she in turn relaxed her hold on the whip. "Are you unscathed?"

“Yes. Thanks. Really, I was going to help but figure I'd just get in the way,” said Bellatrix who sat with her legs crossed. "Uh, pardon the intrusion-"

Somnambula ignored her as she approached the three of them, a cold glare fixated on Sombra. “None of you should have come here! I expected you to respect and not disturb the priceless tombs and ancestral grounds of the people before you. Count yourselves most fortunate that it was only the Sphinx you had to deal with. This is a sacred place, and in older times, you would have suffered indescribably terrible tortures for such blasphemy. I am hurt, Sombra. You betray my trust.”

“Spare me of your hypocrisy,” accused Sombra, no longer caring about what power she held over him. He was getting sick and tired of this never-ending issue. "You haven't been honest with me either. All this time, you've talked about this great destiny that entwines our fates to Equestria's survival and yet have told me nothing of my place in it! Do you not think that for us to have a better chance of defeating the Eldritch, you should share your knowledge and predictions with us? Why the secrecy?!"

She sighed. “For one to know what they need, they must first have patience. I do not withhold my visions out of ill intent, Sombra. There are times and places for these events to be revealed...but perhaps now is as good time as any.” Her hips swayed when she maneuvered over to the guardian and petted her with a light smile. “I will admit, I did not predict you would best the Sphinx as you did. So as a token of good faith and to sever the doubt between us, I will share with you this...” She removed a tome hidden with the treasury, an ancient book that was impossibly preserved like it was brand new. “Read it. It will make circumstances here much clearer."

His eyes scanned the grimoire, the cover white with elaborate gold trim before looking back to the soothsayer; bowing his head to her. “Thank you.... And I'm sorry for the outburst.”

“All is forgiven, my king.” She smiled, half-lidded eyes coyly gazing over him before she turned to the sphinx and lowered herself to one knee, a hand clasped around her ankh. “When the time comes to face the Eldritch, will you aid us in our hour of need?”

The guardian swished her tail, pretending to consider it for a moment. “I suppose I should...” She used her cheek to nuzzle the priestess. “It will be fun to properly hunt again. To rend limbs from the Eldritch and let their meat and marrow settle in my belly. And I do so miss my freedom. This one's like me,” she mused flicking a claw towards the succubus. “More animal than woman. Loyal to herself first...unless someone's worthy to win her over.”

“You have my gratitude,” said Somnambula who kissed her temple. “Well then, so long as you take care not to desecrate these chambers I see no reason why you all can't remain. Feel free to explore at your leisure. Just take care not to damage anything, and make certain to return anything before you leave. I will now attempt to commune with Lord Spike about a new alliance. Time is of the essence. I suspect the Eldritch are almost ready to make their move.”

She moved away from them, settled into a lotus position, and emptied the contents of a bottle upon the space before her. Colored smoke rose in a ghostly manner while she attempted to reach out and commune with them.

The sphinx curled near her, away from the mess she'd made, licking her fur casually. He knew it could be sometime before she achieved any results. And while he wasn't thrilled about talking with Spike after being exiled, there were scant few options other than to try and sort this out as the end times grew closer.

Thus he sat surrounded by Pacific and Inky who took comfort in his presence but did their best not to bother him while he read. Bellatrix pouted a tad in disappointment, but soon stared at the grimoire in fascination, having a similar premonition as him; that this holy book was practically an opposite to the Necronomicon. Carefully he turned thin pages.

Yet he knew it could take a lifetime to decipher its secrets, the writing dense and difficult to parse, even for one learned like him. At best he'd probably do little more than gleam surface knowledge in the time allotted, but it would have to do.

“It's our turn,” said Cadance after they had all taken a short rest. “What say we show him what we can do?”

“You're on,” answered Limestone. “Hate to toot my own horn, but I know how to party, mostly thanks to Pinkie!”

Their clothes dropped around them, Cadance's voluptuous frame soft and pillow-like; while Limestone was shapely yet built like a rock by muscles. Spike drank them in, admiring their bodies in different ways. Although certain parts of her were still marred, the Princess of Love was almost back to her former loveliness after her family had been tending to her.

“So,” said the Pie sister. “How do you wanna do this?”

Spike shrugged. “I usually let the girls choose. I'm cool with anything so long as we're all having lots of fun!”

“Heh, I'm okay with that. I usually like to be on top, but...” She turned to Cadance inquisitively.

“I usually let Shiny take control in the bedroom. It makes him feel powerful,” confessed Cadance with a titter as she raised a delicate hand to her mouth. “How about this?” She directed Limestone over to the bed, laying on her side next to her. “Don't keep us waiting, hero of the Crystal Empire. Consider this a long overdue reward for services rendered...”

“Plus,” added Limestone. “I know you totally had the hots for Pinkie!”

“Maybe a little,” he said unable to deny he'd found all of Twilight's inner circle lovely in their own ways. Granted it made his heart ache a twinge to remember the brightness Pinkie had always brought with her. The last Pie sister tried not to show it, but he was sure she missed Marble and Maud terribly too. He lifted up a leg on both of them, aiming himself for penetration.

Cadance's wings went rigid when he poked into them. She blushed furiously. “I.... Honestly, I've never been with a male other than Shiny.” She reached up and tenderly cupped his snout. “So let's try and make this special, shall we?”

He stroked her mane, playing with the curls at the ends, almost unable to believe he was making love to the Princess of Love. She accepted a pink flower from Sunset, then leaned into a kiss with Limestone, the duo chewing on it. A pink miasma blossomed out, and he breathed it in with them, their bodies soon pleasantly afire and ready for blessed release.

By now most of the room had cleared out, Octavia and Vinyl going off to celebrate some more, while Sunset decided to spend some time with Wallflower. Rarity and Sweetie left to work on more runes, until it was only Trixie and Beatrix who watched from the sidelines until their turn rolled around. He shot them a smile, steadily driving into the mares before him.

He hoped this wouldn't drive a permanent wedge between him and Shining, who'd proven one of his best lieutenants. The last thing the alliance needed was to be more divided in their time of need. Again he wished the situation with Sombra hadn't fallen apart so badly, that he and his followers were still standing united by his side ready to face the Eldritch.

“You're the softest mare I've ever met,” said Limestone as her breasts mashed upon her back.

“And you're the hardiest,” replied Cadance who tickled her chiseled belly.

Wet spatters erupted from them each time he railed them, his palms cupping around bouncing tits and buttocks. It pained him to see Cadance's horn in such a sorry state, a cracked nub that made it difficult for her to channel advanced magic. She'd learned to cast simpler spells with her hands, but it looked like she'd never be the same no matter how much she trained.

But she also tried to keep a warm, smiling presence, content to be with her loved ones and help however she could. She stared into his eyes, lips drawn in bliss, while Limestone grimaced, slamming her powerful ass back against his crotch.

“You can spank me if you want,” said Limestone with narrowed eyes and a flash of teeth. “But I warn you; you might just break your hand on these buns of steel!” She clenched them, taking obvious pride in a body she'd worked so hard for.

“I'll take that risk,” he answered landing a powerful slap on her backside.

While it was true his palm stung after delivering the blow, he'd also left a red handprint on her rump, which barely quivered under his slap. His tail rang out, and Cadance yelped when he struck her much softer cheeks, more of her juices running down his girths. “Don't hold back with me,” she pleaded. “Shining's always afraid to be rough, worried he'll hurt me!”

He hammered into them faster, the pair tightening, almost to a painful degree in Pie's case. She needed a lover tough enough to keep up with him, and he didn't intend to disappoint! Cadance however was rather easy to please; all she needed was warmth and attention, and appeared to like a male who was willing to take charge. He felt himself getting close.

“Are you two ready?” They nodded enthusiastically, and he continued to ram them at full-force, until his testicles started to churn. His elongated tongue reached out, circling around one of Cadance's udders and licking a nipple. His eyes turned to slits, his nostrils flared and spat spoke, and his muscles strained when he buried himself, firing into their uteri.

The force of his torrent made them cream with him, soaking the bedsheets which by now had to be routinely cleaned. He stroked their manes, holding them to him, their minds dulled from a shared orgasm. He puffed above them, still resting inside his latest mates. “You're so lucky,” said Limestone sleepily as she gazed up at him. “Pounding pussy for power ups!”

“Yes, but I believe he's more than earned it. He's taken care of so many,” murmured Cadance.

By now he'd bred nearly all the females here. Since Flurry Heart had decided not to participate, that left only the pair of witches. He'd need some time to recover, his sweaty muscles still rising and falling.

“What the-” Beatrix stared down at the eyes and mouths going haywire on her leotard. “Hey, what gives?”

Trixie pursed her lips. “Looks like they're trying to communicate with you!”

“Probably, but I don't really understand. Uh...” She jumped when an apparition materialized before her. Blinking a few times, she realized it was Somnambula, who'd somehow astral projected herself all the way here. “Huh, what's up?”

“Sorry to intrude,” said the priestess. “But I need to speak with Spike and you're the most powerful mage nearby.”

I'm here,” said Spike with a small blush when he withdrew from his lovers and marched over. “Sorry, excuse the-”

“Think nothing of it. We have far greater concerns. It's obvious your current base of operations can't be sustained indefinitely. However, I believe you and Sombra may help each other; as equals. We wish to meet at our pyramid.”

Cadance strolled over. “Wouldn't neutral territory be more appropriate?”

“Perhaps, but I wish to show you what I've unveiled. I believe our current fortress could sustain an extensive siege from the Eldritch, and we'll serve us well when we're ready to launch our attack.” Somnambula clasped a hand over her ankh. “I implore you, at least consider it. Twilight and Sunset can teleport, can they not? I will send the coordinates your way.”

Scratching his chin, Spike took mere moments to consider. “Okay, we'll hear you out.” In truth it was almost a relief to have them reach out, but he couldn't give in too easily or else he'd appear weak. Plus he trusted her only a little more than Sombra, despite knowing she had Equestria's interests at heart. Would she consider them pawns to be sacrificed in her game?

He doubted it was a trap, but he'd take a small party with him, and leave Ember and Smolder in charge. “Sorry to cut this short Trixie, Beatrix, but you want to see Sombra again anyhow, don't you? Maybe we'll have time for some fun there!”

“Yes,” said Beatrix with a small blush hiding under the rim of her hat. “There's much I still need to learn.”

“Trixie could use a chance to stretch her proverbial wings,” she said drawing her cape over her. “Let's get ready!”

After Spike memorized the coordinates and marked them on a map the projection faded. Maybe he should have discussed it with his lieutenants first, but he gambled if Somnambula and Sombra were straight with him they'd be able to form a more powerful alliance than ever.

One which he assured himself would enable them to overcome the Eldritch once-and-for-all!