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Leywife Monica – Free City of Raratha

I stroked Bryce’s strong chest as I cuddled up against him. A breeze wafted through the open window. It was warm even at night here. I wasn’t used to that. The room had grown quickly stuffy after our passionate love.

Now the breeze caressed over me.

“You should sleep,” Bryce said as I nuzzled into his ear and nibbled on it. My fingers played with his chest hair, twining them about my fingers. I had my thighs wrapped around his thick, right leg, my pussy lightly grinding on his hip.

“I should,” I purred. “After how hard you fucked me…” What a glorious passion that had been. He had loved me with vigor. “But I feel energized. Excited. We found your thief. We’re one step closer to saving Pater. It’s exciting.”

He looked up at the ceiling.

“Mmm, we’re going to do it,” I moaned, rubbing my pregnant pussy on his thigh. My hand slid down his body, reaching for his cock. “Save Pater. You’ll be a hero. Celebrated. Everyone will know your name.”

“Yes, they will,” he said.

My hands reached his cock, still wet with my pussy juices. I gripped him, his seed leaking out of my bred depths. I stroked up and down him, loving the feel of his girth. “Everyone will praise you. Mmm, there’ll be ballads composed in your honor. Grand tales. Epics penned by the bards of Az.”

I kissed at his cheek, crossing the whiskers, and headed for his nose. I breathed in deeply. A sweet scent drifted on the wind. I shuddered, my pussy grinding on his side. I was horny to go again. I wanted to slip onto his lap and ride him.

But that smell…

My eyes closed. I was suddenly so tired. The darkness of sleep pulled down at me. My hand went limp on his cock. My breathing grew steady. Lust faded as my mind relaxed down and down into the darkness, soothed by that sweet scent.

Bryce muttered something and then…

Dreams blossomed.

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Illina

I was tied to Barg.

My lover’s body draped over me, transformed into his beast form. The swollen base of his cock, something that made Barg’s dick unique to any other I’d enjoyed in my life, had so stretched out my cunt we were stuck together. It took a quarter to a half-hour for him to pull out. It was such an intimate time.

He licked at my cheek, his tongue rasping. His dog-like muzzle pressed into me. Even in this form, his body was midnight black and hairless. I turned my head and groaned as his tongue licked over my lips and into my mouth.

I wasn’t one for monster sex like some women, but Barg was different. Intelligent and gentle and passionate. He watched over me after my mother died. Maybe it was twisted that I had seduced my mother’s lover when I grew up, but I didn’t care.

She shouldn’t have died breaking into Cernere’s Black Vault.

I loved her, missed her, but I would be better than her in every way. I would succeed. “We’re going to do it, Barg.”

“Undoubtedly, you will,” he said. “You are a bold one. More willing to take chances than your mother.”

“Being cautious didn’t work for her. Not in the end.” I shuddered. “Cernere’s Black Vault. The Goddess is going to take note of me.”

He chuckled, in this form it came out as a wheezing whine. “If she hasn’t already. I’m sure she’s rubbing her black cunt with those nimble fingers, just picking the lock to her vault as she waits for you to do what no one else has done.”

I smiled and then groaned as his tongue bathed my face again. I loved this so much. My pussy clenched around his cock. His knot still felt swollen. It would be a few minutes before we would come untied.

The breeze wafted around us. I glanced out at the window, staring at the moon. The silver face looked a little blurred like a light cloud, so thin to not even be visible, passed before it. Barg stirred in me as I luxuriated in this.

A low growl burst from Barg. I gasped as he turned on me. He didn’t usually do this. His cock twisted in me and then he lunged from me. I screamed as a sudden jolt ripped him out of my pussy. Pain flared in my cunt, killing any good mood I had.

“Gods damn, Barg!” I groaned.

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Barg

I ripped my cock violently out of Illina’s cunt, hurting her, and threw myself at the darkness. There was nothing there and yet I slammed into a figure. A woman shouted in shock. My impact drove us both across the room and her into the wall. My claws scraped over body coated in a liquid. Flesh tore.

Bloody rents appeared in the air.

A halfling coated in liquid shadows, an alchemical concoction that could rend a person invisible.

“Gods damn cur!” the halfling shouted. I knew that voice. Owl. One of Fox’s halflings.

A dagger stabbed into my side. The point found the gap between two of my ribs. It sunk in a few inches before catching on the bones. Pain flared. My jaws snapped at the same moment. I found Owl’s invisible throat and ripped.

“Cernere’s black cunt and Illth’s poxed twat!” howled Illina in pain.

I whirled around and threw the body of Owl. She crashed into the wall, liquid shadows smearing off of her, revealing half of a body. A pool of blood spread from her torn out throat. The flavor adorned my chops.

“What was that?” Illina gasped, lying on her back, her hands clutching her pussy. “Gods, you tore my cunt!”

“Watch out!” I growled as dimples appeared on her bed. “Assassin!”

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Illina

My pussy burned. He pulled out too fast. Too soon. The pain throbbed up me.

Then his words cut through my agony. I felt the bed shifting. A form stood on it, moving towards me. Giggles echoed out of the dark before me. A faint distortion, like a thin cloud passing before the face of the moon.

“Cernere’s black cunt,” I cursed and threw myself to the side. I fell off the bed, the pain in my twat fading as the surge of fear and exhilaration rippled through me.

A dagger plunged into the bed, tearing through sheet mattress.

“Painted shadows,” I groaned. One of the most expensive alchemical items. Using it rarely was worth what you’d thieve.

“Going to Gut you,” Giggles sang. There was no mistaking that mad cruelty in the busty halfling’s words. She was on my bed, her mirth chortling through the air.

I had no weapons, having no time to replace what I’d expended fighting Kurg. Worse, I couldn’t see Giggles. She was on my bed, but the moment she attacked, I’d be blind. I had to act now. Find a way to reveal her.

I darted for the tail of the sheet half-draped off the bed from the vigor of my love-making with Barg. I yanked hard. Giggles gasped as I pulled it out from beneath her. She fell on the mattress, dimpling it.

I threw the sheet over her as she struggled to stand and revealed not just one invisible halfling. But two. They made distinct impressions in the sheets, their limbs thrashing as they sought to uncover themselves.

A dagger cut through the sheet. I couldn’t see it, but the tear ripped into existence. I reacted, darting my hand down to where the wrist holding it should be. I grabbed and yanked, pulling the halfling towards me. She shouted in shock as I spun her around and slammed her against the other wall. My hand twisted at her wrist.

She dropped her dagger, skin appearing where I smeared at her flesh. She whimpered as I darted down to grab the dagger from the floor. The halfling kicked my side, driving a knee into me. Giggles chortled behind me as I picked up the dropped blade, feeling the handle though I couldn’t see it.

I drove the dagger into the halfling’s side. Once. Twice Three times. Blood spurted, washing away liquid shadows as it ran down her body. She gurgled and moaned, crying out Fox’s name. I recognized the voice.

Flit fell spasming to the ground, dying.

It struck me then. Giggles and Flit. Fox had found us and was pissed. He was expending expensive resources to—

Pain burst across my back, a hot slash as a knife cut me.

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Sir Bryce Cartith

The sweet scent wafted through the room. It filled my nose while Monica’s affectionate caresses became languorous. She snuggled against me, eyes closing. Sleep pulled on me. A heavy plunge into the darkness.

Too sudden.

That sweet scent… Chamomile.

Alchemy concoction to put us to sleep. Fear spiked through me. The surge of panic battled against the sleep pulling on me, clearing my mind for a few more heartbeats. Monica was gone, sunk into sleep. I wasn’t about to take the plunge into it.

“Lagu,” I slurred, my eyelids closed, too heavy to stay open, “banish the poison afflicting my body so your law may be kept.”

The prayer to the Goddess of Law wreathed through me. Animated me.

My eyes shot open. I bolted upright and rushed for my sword.

“Pity you didn’t fall asleep,” a male voice whispered out of the dark. “Didn’t want to kill a paladin of Lagu.”

I whirled and a dagger plunged into my stomach.

The pain knifed up me. I stared down at the wound, blood spilling around something jammed in me. Something invisible. The cold swirled through my abdomen. I growled, my legs feeling the pain already.

My fist flew out, a hard punch to hit the invisible attacker.

Passed over nothing.

My leg kicked out as the dagger ripped from my guts. I struck an object. A woman gasped in shock and flew back, crashing on the floor. She rolled, dagger clattering, and came to a rest. I rushed at her, muttering another prayer to Lagu to strengthen me as the blood poured down my stomach.

My calf stuck the groaning body. I planted my foot on her chest, felt breasts. Naked. I smeared something across her chest, uncovering bronze skin. I imagined where her neck would be. Footsteps rushed behind me.

I raised my foot, my stomach blazing with agony, and slammed it down on her neck. The loud crack of her vertebrae snapping echoed through the room. She gasped and spasmed, her body twitching on the floor.

“Bastard!” the male snarled.

I moved around and threw a hard blow low, halfling height. The attacker jumped back.

Blood gleamed on the invisible blade that had plunged into me. My blood. I darted down, grunting against the pain. The prayer gave me strength, but my abdominal muscles still were cut badly. I snagged up the dagger.

Something dark appeared in the air. Dust. A hard exhalation blew the grit into my face. My eyes burned. Tears burst from them as I recoiled back. The choking powder went up my nose. Coated my lips. I coughed, hacked. It seared my flesh from the inside, the pain almost overwhelming.

“That’s for Kitty, cock-sucking bastard!” the halfling snarled.

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Barg

Illina stumbled back, her back cut open. She crashed into the wall, clutching it for support. I leaped at her attacker while the other halfling, Giggles, struggled to get out of the tangled sheets. I crashed into the invisible form, drove her to the floor.

She squirmed and kicked beneath me. A knee went into my ribs at my knife wound. Then a second. My jaw bit, tearing at a face. The halfling screamed. The liquid shadows smeared off, revealing a glimpse of her face.

Mouse.

Fox scent his entire harem at us slathered in liquid shadows. She howled as I ducked my muzzle lower and sang fangs into her neck. She kicked again, striking my cock and balls. Agony exploded through me. I ripped my muzzle away, tearing flesh.

She gurgled.

A knife buried into my flank right above my left, rear leg. Muscle cut and tore. My leg spasmed and went limp, dragging at me. Giggles laughed, her bare feet smacking on the floor as I twisted my body to lunge at her.

Fiery torture rippled down my wounded leg. Blood sheathed. I struggled to lunge at her, but with only one good rear leg, I fell short. Her knife flicked again, cutting across my head, above my eyes. She nicked my skull. Blood gushed and spilled into my vision.

“Naughty, naughty mutt!” she chortled. “Killing Owl and Mouse. And poor, poor Flit. Fox will be devastated.”

She laughed loud and her knife hissed through the air again.

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Illina

The blood on the dagger swiping down at Barg seized my attention.

I threw myself at Giggles. I grabbed her wrist, arresting her blow as I crashed into her. I struck her busty chest then the pair of us landed in a tangle on the ground. Liquid shadow smeared across my skin, revealing streaks of her flesh. We thrashed, rolled.

I screamed as I ended up on my back. Giggles was on top of me, squirming. Grinding her pussy into my stomach. She was hot. Wet. Aroused. A smear of her face shone down at me, her eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

She giggled as she struggled to drive the dagger down in me. I held tight on her wrist and snarled against the agony in my back. I twisted and rolled us over. I ended up on her, the squirming halfling kicking. She struck my sides with knees. Her free hand scratched and clawed at my face. She tore furrows.

“Illth-poxed whore!” I spat, twisting her wrist. My back blazed with fiery agony. Blood spilled across my skin. It pooled in the groove of my spine. She squirmed, grinding against me, rubbing her twat on me.

Her chortle infuriated me.

Barg groaned, stumbling and whimpering. Blood poured down his head and muzzle. The room reeked of coppery life. My strength ebbed. My heart’s rhythm slowed. I could feel the fluid pressure in my circulatory system dropping with every drop of blue I lost while my nervous system conducted agony everywhere through my body.

“Las curse your cunt!” I spat and twisted her wrist.

She chortled as I showed her my strength. I may look human, but Krab had built the first clockwork women to be stronger than one. My artificial muscles flexed beneath my skin. I snapped her wrist.

She didn’t cry out in pain, but pleasure. She moaned and laughed. I twisted her broken wrist, bringing it closer and closer to Giggle’s throat. Her insane laughter grew as I drove the blade of her knife into her throat.

It sank into her invisible neck. Blood spurted. Her giggles turned into gurgles. Crimson spilled out of her mouth. She twitched beneath me and kept laughing even as she drowned in her life. I twisted the knife, sawing through her throat.

That ended her mirth.

I panted and rolled off of her twitching body. I winced at lying on my back and flopped onto my stomach. The world spun around me. Barg groaned and limped towards me. He licked at my face and whimpered.

“I’m still here,” I said. “More… There’ll be more.”

I should stand up. Fox was still here, but I couldn’t find the strength to get up. My fluid level had dropped too much. It was easier to just lie here. Barg’s form blurred human. He grabbed a sheet, placing it on my back. I groaned and closed my eyes.

Had to get up and fight, but… but… That felt nice.

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Sir Bryce

My eyes and throat burned. My nose. I couldn’t see much. I wiped at my face, coated in the dust. Tears flowed, struggling to wash the blinding powder from it. The world lurched blurry before me as I stumbled.

“Kill my woman, bastard, and I’ll kill yours!” snarled the male halfling. The criminal Fox. He’d come to finish off Illina.

He would ruin everything. I had suffered so much to find a way to kill the Lawbreaker—to put to death the bastard who’d stolen my wife from me—and now Fox wanted to take Monica. I needed her. She was more important than anything. She and her baby had to be protected.

Black rage surged through me. I lunged at the bed, attacking blind. I swung my arms out before me, swinging them over the bed and Monica’s sleeping, naked form. I struck the halfling, knocking him to the side. He hit the bed and rolled.

I pounced, hands grabbing a body, smearing across the compact, muscled flesh of the halfling. The alchemical coating on his body smeared across my hands. They vanished while his bronze skin appeared. I seized an arm. A shoulder.

“Fox!” a woman shouted behind me.

A form landed on my back. A knife stabbed into my shoulder blade. It dug at the joint, cutting sinew and flesh. The pain burned through my nerves. My right arm fell limp and swung at my side. My fingers going numb.

“Las-damned cunt!” I howled and threw my body backward for the far wall. I had more mass than these halflings. More weight. I used it. “I will not let you touch a hair on Monica!”

I dragged the male with me as I slammed his woman into the wall with a crunching impact. She screamed and then dropped. She landed limp. The male slashed his knife. It cut across my chest carved into ribs. The fiery pain slammed into my fury.

“Quick! Quick!” the male shouted in terrified fright. His blade flashed in again for my chest. My heart.

I jerked him up with my free hand, my strength enhanced by my prayer, and then slammed his body downward. He had the weight of a child, easy for me to manipulate. I thrust my left knee up. He struck it mid-back. His spine snapped. He screamed in shock and pain. I flung him to the door. He crashed into it.

He hit the floor. I could see parts of him, smears of flesh where the alchemical concoction had rubbed off. He still held his knife, gleaming with my blood. He reached out, crawling. He moaned a word.

“Quick!”

“She’s dying,” I growled. Illina told me about Fox and his women. I stumbled to him, the pain threatening to drown me, but the rage remained. I kicked the dagger away from him and then rolled him on his back. I found his neck with my foot. “You attempted to murder my woman.” I put pressure on him. “You broke the law, Fox. In Lagu’s name, I sentence you to death.”

I pressed down. His hands grabbed my foot, fingernails clawing at me as I crushed the life out of him. He kicked. Spasmed. Died. I would never let any of these bastards hurt Monica. The other still groaned. Quick.

I moved to her to pass a sentence on her, too. A faster death than Fox. Cleaner. Then I stumbled to the bed and shook Monica. I needed her healing. Her pussy juices. My prayer wore off. My body burned in pain. It hurt to breathe. To think.

She woke up and screamed.

I collapsed on my back. “Need… you…”

She sobbed, frantic, and then she understood. She mounted me. I didn’t care that her pussy was full of my seed. Right now, life was far, far more important. I needed healing. Then I had to find out if Illina still lived.

I fought for consciousness, and then the soothing bliss of Monica’s healing magic washed away the pain. After she’d had her orgasm and with the landlord banging on the door, I set out to find if the thief and her lover lived.

I was too close to let something as petty as a rivalry between thieves stop my vengeance.

I opened the door to Illina’s room. She lay on her back, a wounded and battered Barg over her. Blood pumped from his wound. Monica gasped and rushed in to help him out. I didn’t like watching her mount the more injured of the two, but it was necessary.

“Just keep him alive,” Illina said she muttered as she laid on her back.

“She will,” I said, surveying the room. They had even more dead halflings in here than I had to face. “Fox is dead. You don’t have to worry about him.”

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Stefan – Shevian, The Kingdom of Valya

“Mmm, that was so enticing to watch,” Ahlona moaned as she came to the bed. She’d masturbated the entire time I fucked Fezzi, the young wife who needed the mandrake seed inside of her fertilized.

“It was exciting to do,” I said. “No wonder our father enjoys married women more than single ones. There’s something exhilarating about claiming a man’s wife while he watches.”

“He wasn’t pleased by his wife’s enjoyment, was he?” Ahlona said. “But I was. See.” She placed her fingers to my lips soaked in her juices. She’d fingered herself through the slit in her chastity belt. I had the only key to it.

She loved that I controlled her like that.

When she slipped her fingers out of my mouth, I said, “Grab your key from off my amulet and unlock yourself.”

She smiled at me and rose. My angel turned, the gold belt encircled her waist. It only covered her pussy in the front while leaving her rump bare. She bent over to my robes, flashing the gold bare that covered her pussy. She had a slit large enough she could work a few fingers through, but no cock could fit in her.

Well, only a dick as slender as one of her dainty fingers.

She found my key on the chain that held my mother’s amulet, her white wings fluttered. She turned around, red hair tumbling around her shoulders. She sauntered back to me, holding the gold key, one end shaped like a heart, to me. I took the key and it slid it into the keyhole. I twisted it.

Her belt unlocked and then vanished in motes of gold. I could put it back on her. She loved it when she wore it. She shuddered, her hairless pussy coming into full view. She bent over, her round breasts swaying, and grabbed my cock. She licked at the wife’s juices on me.

“Mmm, she tastes good,” Ahlona purred. Her tongue flicked up again, caressing my cock and reaching the tip.

I savored her caressing my dick while I played with the key. Then I reached out and slid it into a new hole. She gasped as it slipped into her pussy. It was thin, but the teeth on it were as wide as two of her fingers. She whimpered as I twisted it, caressing her walls. Her wings fluttered.

She licked faster, dragging her tongue up and down my cock. She was enjoying herself, cleaning off the woman’s juices. My dick savored the delight. I probed in and out of her pussy, twisting, twerking, loving the sounds she made.

Her tongue reached my dick’s crown. She danced around it. I shuddered, my toes curling. Her lips kissed and sucked just on the tip. My balls tightened. I jammed the key deeper into her naughty hole, my fingers brushing her shaved pussy lips.

A knock rapped on the door. Giggles echoed. “Care to fertilize a pair of sisters?”

My dick twitched.

“He would,” Ahlona purred. She straightened up and smiled at me. I could see the lust in her eyes. Then she sauntered to the door, the key still lodged in her pussy, the chain holding my mother’s amulet swinging between her legs. I groaned and rose, my cock throbbing and aching before me.

I stood up and grabbed my shaft. I stroked up and down it, savoring the feel of the pleasure rushing down my shaft. Alphona opened the door. Two women were on the other side already naked. They were clearly sisters, both with the same round faces and shape to their dainty noses, and were about the same age, in their early twenties. They had red eyes and the bluish skin of Valyan women. The taller had smaller breasts but fatter nipples. They were a bright red compared to the bustier sister’s darker nubs. Their pussies were shaved, the taller sister with a triangle of black hair adorning her pudenda while the chestier sister had a line that drew eyes down to her pussy.

“Fezzi said how hard you made her cum,” said the taller sister. “She was quite enthusiastic. Mother Ruza thought we should be next. We just had our husbands plant our mandrakes in us, but they haven’t been fertilized yet.”

“And are your husbands coming?” I asked.

The shorter sister shook her head, her round breasts swaying. “I don’t think they want to watch us squealing on your cocks as Fezzi did. Her husband doesn’t look pleased.”

“Well, neither would my husband,” said the taller. She stared at my cock. “You definitely have a bigger tool. Men get weird about that. Especially with handsome strangers.”

“Mmm, so handsome.” The shorter cupped her tits. “I’m Arli and this is my sister, Kuzi.”

“So, will you fertilize us?” Kuzi asked, her fingers playing with the triangle of black hair adorning her pussy mound.”

“If you do something for me,” I said, my dick throbbing and aching.”

“What?” asked Kuzi, her voice breathless.

“I think I’d do anything to have that cock fertilize my mandrake.” Arli groped her tits. She squeezed them, fingers kneading into her flesh. “It’ll be a great crop. That’ll make my husband happy and you…” She licked her lips. “Well, you’ll make me happy, won’t you?”

“Yes, he will,” Ahlona said. She pressed into my side, her hot pussy rubbing on my leg. Her breasts rubbed into my stomach.

“What do you want us to do?” Kuzi asked, stepping into my room. Her fingers slid down lower to her bare pussy lips. She caressed over her pink flesh with her bluish fingers. “Suck you.”

“You can cum on our faces if you’d like,” moaned Arli. “Mother Ruza says you got a cock that can keep going and going. Your seed won’t run out.”

“You can fuck our asses and then ram into our pussy at the last moment.”

“Yes, yes! I like a cock in my bum. While we wait for the mandrake to set in us, we can’t have our men cumming in our twats.”

“Or right before a planting. If we get pregnant, well, that’s nine months we can’t be fertilizing mandrakes. Got to plan things right when you’re a farmer’s wife.”

“Or,” I said, “you two could put on a little show of sisterly love. I want to see you two eat each other. You came from the same womb. I bet your pussies taste so much alike.”

They both giggled and nodded.

The married sisters rushed to my bed, the door closing behind them. The taller caught Arli in a kiss, bending down to smooch her sister on the mouth. My dick throbbed at the forbidden delight they were about to share. Incestuous passion.

My dick twitched and throbbed as their tongues danced. Small breasts pressed into round tits, fat nipple kissing small nubs. Then they were falling on the bed, giggling and squirming together. Their legs entwined, pussies grinding on the other’s thigh. Kuzi was on top, her rump flexing as she ground on her sister’s flesh.

“Mmm, that’s exciting to watch, isn’t it,” purred Ahlona as she humped on my leg.

“It is,” I said. “Bend over, hands on the bed frame, and thrust that ass out at me.”

She shuddered and did just that. The key was sunk into her pussy until only the heart at the end remained. I grabbed the gold chain and pulled it out, her wings flapping and fluttering. I licked off her sweet cream before setting it and the amulet on the bedside table.

The two sisters were kissing and moaning, squirming on each other. Their incestuous love was hot and eager. They had clearly done this before. Country girls were wild creatures, or so I’d heard. Sure seemed like it, at least in Valya.

I pressed my cock into Ahlona’s pussy. I slid up and down my angel’s twat unable to pull my gaze away from the sight of the two sisters loving each other. Kuzi’s ass flexed. Then she gasped as she rolled over. Arli ended up on top, their lips smacking.

“It’s exciting to watch,” groaned Ahlona as my cock pressed into her pussy folds.

“Yes, it is,” I groaned, sliding my cock into the folds of her pussy. Into that sweet sheath that her chastity belt protected.

She groaned, her wings flapping, as we watched. My dick sank deeper and deeper into her twat. Her hips wiggled back and forth. She stirred her pussy around my cock while the two sisters squirmed and then shifted positions.

“I’m going to get your pussy ready for him, Kuzini!” gasped Arli as she now straddled Kuzi’s face. Arli lowered her twat to her sister’s face, settling her shaved, incestuous flesh right on Kuzi’s mouth. Arli shuddered, clearly being licked.

“Such good pussy,” moaned Kuzi. “Mmm, Arli, I love eating you.”

“I know!” groaned Arli. “Remember when you snuck into my bedroom on my wedding night.”

“I just had to lick you clean.” Kuzi shuddered. “Your husband never even knew I was there. He slept through the entire thing.”

“Damn,” I groaned, pumping my hips away at Ahlona’s pussy, their talk already swelling the pressure in my balls.

Arli winked at me. Then she buried her face into Kuzi’s pussy. Arli licked her sister’s twat. I couldn’t see but I could hear. Arli’s head moved, her black hair spilling on the bed. The two moaned and panted as they feasted on each other.

Ahlona’s wings fluttered. Her halo’s glow brightened as she rocked back into my thrusts. Her pussy gripped my cock, massaging me as I reveled in the sister’s shared passion. My dick slammed deep and hard into my angel. I savored every thrust. Every plunge into her silky twat.

She held me tight. She massaged me as I watched the sisterly incest playing out before me. Kuzi’s fingers gripped Arli’s rump, kneading and massaging her. Their moans echoed through the room as they loved each other.

Two sexy sisters…

“Damn!” I groaned, thrusting hard into Ahlona’s pussy. “Slata’s hairy cunt, that’s hot to watch.”

“It’s hot to do,” moaned Kuzi. “Ooh, Arli, lick my twat. Get me so ready for his cock.”

“You’re going to be dripping for him!” moaned Arli. “Ooh, Kuzini, get that tongue in me. Yes, yes! Such a sweet sister!”

The ache built at the tip of my cock. Watching the sisterly pair was a delight. A treasure to enjoy as I plundered Ahlona’s pussy. My angel’s cunt grew hotter and hotter. My crotch smacked into her butt-cheeks on every plunge of my cock. Every thrust into her pussy stirred her up and made her moan.

The sounds of their sisterly incest filled my ears. They licked and feasted, squirming on the bed. My balls grew tighter and tighter. I was so close to spilling my seed in Ahlona’s pussy. The sisters devoured each other.

“Oh, Stefan, yes!” gasped Ahlona. “You have inherited our father’s prowess.”

I smiled. The sisters weren’t the only ones sharing incest right now. I fucked my half-sister hard. I plundered Ahlona’s cunt with powerful strokes. I buried deep into her pussy depths. She squeezed around me, stirring her hips and driving me wild.

My balls smacked into her while the sisters moaned louder. Then Kuzi bucked beneath Arli. The taller sister gasped and moaned, her legs spasming. Her toes curled as the heels of her feet drummed on the bed.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Arli! Oh, Arli, I love it when you make me cum.”

“You taste so good, little sis!” Arli moaned. “My sexy Kuzini! Yes!”

Both sisters were cumming now, sharing their incestuous pleasure. I groaned, slamming into my own sister’s divine twat. I fucked the demigoddess with hard strokes, her pussy squeezing about me as Kuzi and Arli feasted on each other’s climaxing pussies.

Licking up the cream gushing out of the other’s twat.

It was so hot. So exciting to watch. Ahlona’s white wings flapped hard. Her halo grew brighter, her orgasm impending. I buried into my angel’s cunt, staring at the writhing sisters as they drank the other’s incestuous passion.

“Gods, yes!” I moaned.

“The Divine Spark’s rapture!” howled my angel.

Her pussy writhed around my cock. Spasmed with hot delight.

I gasped, slamming into her cumming twat. The pleasure surged down me. That wonderful heat soaked my cock to my balls. They smacked into her clit as her juices gushed out of her, bathing my nuts. I groaned at the sucking bliss of her cunt.

“Stefan!” she howled.

“Yes, yes, yes, Ahlona!” I groaned, pumping away at her hard and fast.

The two sisters shared their incestuous passion while I shared mine with my angelic sister. I buried to the hilt in her and erupted. My seed fired into her pussy. The pleasure slammed through my mind. It boiled out of me, pumping hard and fast into her snatch.

Her cunt convulsed and writhed around my erupting cock. She moaned louder, her halo shining bright. Her delicious twat milked me, drawing out every drop of my seed. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision.

“Stefan, I love it when you cum in me!” she moaned, wiggling her hips and stirring her spasming snatch around me. “I love you!”

“My angel!” I groaned, holding onto her hips. I gripped her tight. I held her, not wanting to let her go. She was too special to me. Too wonderful. My hands stroked her. I caressed her and reveled in her milking my cock dry.

“Oh, yes, yes!” gasped Arli. She rolled off her sister, ending up on her back. Her round breasts jiggled into a pair of firm mounds. She stared up at me, face smeared in cunt cream. “So, which of us are you fertilizing?”

I smiled, an idea bursting in my mind. “Why not do you both at the same time? You are sisters. You deserve to have your mandrakes seeded at the same time.”

“Well, he is a mage,” Kuzi said. “Is he going to duplicate himself?”

“Make two cocks?” the other speculated. She licked her lips. “Mmm, I don’t care how, but that sounds hot.”

“Yes, it does,” Ahlona moaned and straightened, sliding her pussy off my dick. She turned and grabbed my cock. “Pump them both full your seed, my love.”

I gave her a grin, eager to do that to the sisters.

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Leywife Monica – Free City of Raratha

I settled my pussy down on Illina, smiling at her. I buzzed already from my last two orgasms. I didn’t think I’d get to enjoy Barg licking at my pussy again, and then the attack happened. I shouldn’t feel this good right now; it was horrifying.

I slept through the entire thing. I woke up to find Bryce bleeding and in pain. It wasn’t much better in Illina and Barg’s room. Now we were in a third room, my love dealing with the authorities and the landlord about the rogues who’d tried to assassinate us.

“There you are,” I said as she whimpered from her injuries. “Just lick. I’ll heal you.”

“Not the worst way to be healed,” Illina said, trying not to sound like she was in pain. I was facing away from her body so I could see her eyes.

And not her wounds.

I smiled down at her and shuddered at the feel of her tongue licking and lapping at my cunt. She dug furrows through my folds. I shifted, grinding my shaved twat on her face. My round breasts jiggled and my twin braids swayed down my back. My hips undulated, wiggling from side to side. Her nose brushed my clit.

She jammed her tongue deep into my snatch. She rooted around in me. The pleasure was intense. Delightful. I groaned, reveling in the bliss that she gave me. Her tongue stirred me up. She sucked on my pussy lips. Nibbled. Teased.

I bit my lip and groaned out in delight as she feasted on my bred twat. I focused on healing her. On my pussy juices soothing her. Restoring her. The power of my unborn child flowed through me and then out of my twat into Illina’s licking mouth.

The pain in her green eyes faded. Her hands grabbed my rump. She squeezed them.

I groaned and smiled. “That’s it. Just lick it up. You’re feeling better already.”

“Her wounds are healing,” said Barg. He moved before me, his black cock hard. He stood before me, his dick inches away. “What a marvelous ability you have Leywife Monica. Fascinating that the god’s child gives you this ability.”

“Yeah, “I said, licking my lips. That cock was right there. I could just lean in and suck it. The pleasure rippled through my body.

Illina’s tongue made me feel so good. My orgasm built and built. The spongy tip twitched only inches from my mouth. I could just open wide and swallow his tip. I could engulf him, suck on him, and drink his jizz.

My breathing quickened. My hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing and kneading them. I whimpered, eyes focused on the twitching pinnacle of his cock. Precum beaded on the slit. My nose twitched. Inhaled.

“A remarkable power,” Barg said. “I do so enjoy watching the wounds heal as you apply your pussy to the vigorous licking of her mouth.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, Illina licking with vigor. She dug her tongue into my pussy. She swirled it around in me. Teasing me. The pleasure flowed through my body. I could just lean in and suck. Just nibble on Barg’s cock.

Bryce and his Lubenite pendant swung in my mind. I was healing Illina. The pleasure was just a byproduct. Sucking Barg’s cock, though…

Illina’s tongue found my clit. She sucked on it. I gasped at the rush of pleasure. My eyes squeezed shut. I whimpered, the rapture racing through me. My head leaned forward. His cock was inches away. I just had to open my mouth.

Suck on him. Nurse. Drink his cum.

Such a big cock. Unusual. He wasn’t human. It would be interesting to love him. To feel him in my mouth. The heat of him brushed my lips. Illina nibbled on my clit. Pleasure surged through my body. My orgasm built and built.

I jerked my head back, eyes snapping open, and gasped, “Gods, Barg, your cock is a distraction to me.”

“Oh, yes,” he said and stepped back. He sank down on the bed. “My apologies. I did not mean to tempt you with my cock. Merely admiring the way the wounds healed on my lover.”

“Mmm, I thought you should have sucked him,” moaned Illina. “We’d never tell Bryce.”

“I cannot do that to him,” I gasped, my cheeks burning. “Monogamy is important to him. To us.”

Illina giggled and then thrust her tongue deep into my pussy. Her hands grabbed my rump. She squeezed and kneaded me, clearly recovering from her injuries. I shuddered, grinding from side to side on her, loving the way her tongue darted into my folds. How she teased me. Loved me.

Brought me closer and closer to cumming.

I shuddered, my fingers digging into my breasts. My cheeks burned. I wouldn’t betray my paladin, my savior. I pinched my nipples, Illina’s tongue stimulating my pregnant pussy. My pleasure climbed towards the rapturous plateau.

Reached it.

“Slata’s hairy cunt!” I moaned as my pussy convulsed.

Juices gushed out of me and spilled into Illina’s mouth. A burst of healing energy flooded out with my pleasure. I twisted my nipples, riding the heights of ecstasy. My braids danced down my back as I shuddered. Stars danced before my eyes.

My gaze swung drunkenly around the room and landed on Barg’s dark cock. It twitched and throbbed as it thrust up from his crotch. I groaned, closing my eyes and not focusing on his dick at all, just on my pleasure.

My mouth opened wide as I groaned a final time, stars bursting across my darkness.

Then I slid off of Illina and stumbled to my feet. I swayed for a moment. Barg rose, catching me. His cock rubbed against my thigh, smearing precum on me. I gasped and ripped myself back, stumbled, and then crashed into the wall. I leaned against it, panting.

“I made you cum hard,” Illina said, sounding pleased. “Mmm, and you drowned me. You leywives are passionate.”

I nodded, my thigh burning from that momentary contact. My cheeks on fire. I swallowed, needing a distraction. “I can’t believe this Fox tried to kill us all in our sleep.”

“Yes,” Illina said. “He’s not a halfling that should be crossed. He and his harem were ruthless in the underworld, but this was beyond the response I expected. He came right at us with his inner harem. He risked all his women instead of using just Giggles or contracting it out. Pity, I liked Owl and Flit.”

I gripped my stomach. More enemies dead. Bryce had protected me as always. So I had to stop thinking about Barg and his impressive cock.

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Lady Alloria Valis Korvan

I stood stunned outside the inn. Bodies were being carted out. Halfling bodies. A tall, Secaran man talked with the guards. They were deferring to him. They looked polite to the stranger. The paladin who had arrested Illina and now protected her.

“He was supposed to get my necklace back, not get himself killed!” I snarled, watching with Swift. The Zeutchian fencer leaned against the wall. “I need to get my necklace back.”

“They’ll be leaving the city come morning,” said Swift. “What are you going to do.”

“Follow them!” I shot him a glance. “Who can you dredge up before dawn?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I guess there’s a few I could find. Always some mercenaries looking for hire.”

“Promise them cash and pussy.” I smiled. “Make sure they’re male. I don’t want any whining bitches. I want strong men who appreciate what I have to offer.”

Swift had a look of ecstasy on his face. I’d have to fuck more men, but I would make them into my toys. It would be worth it to get my necklace back. I whirled and headed for home. I would need things. My clothing, supplies.

Money.

I would do anything to get my necklace back.

To be continued…

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