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Sven Falk

Discovering about the Altar of Souls sent my emotions tumbling. To have something tangible we could search for meant we were closer to destroying the amulet. I was closer to losing my sister. And yet… if no one knew where it was, we could spend months, even years searching for it. I could savor my time with her, revel in her presence.

I shouldn’t be so selfish. I had Ava, Aingeal, Zanyia, and Nathalie. Even Greta was worming her way into my heart with her naughty, busty affection. But I wanted my sister to be with us, too. To share her passion and enrich our lives.

But I also couldn’t deny the world her gift. I couldn’t deny her the happiness of creating her art. Ealaín and her divine mother Rithi were right; I could never stay in one place. While this last week was wonderful and allowed me to spend time with my harem in one place, I itched to move on. To do something exciting. I had thrown myself into danger over and over during the last year and…

It was such a rush. Different from sex, but as exhilarating.

I couldn’t drag Kora around the world. I shouldn’t even do that to the others. They deserved stability. Support. Things I couldn’t give them.

Kora slipped up beside me as we headed back to our boarding house, leaving the University of Az, and its collection of colleges, behind. An owl hooted, mixing with the music drifting through the air from the Bardic College. The school trained musicians of such skill they could use their song to manipulate emotions. What they played tonight was such a stirring song, but it didn’t lift my heart.

“You’re not.. happy, brother mine.”

I glanced down at her. “Of course I am. We found how we can destroy the amulet.”

“I know,” Kora said. “We’re one step closer to dealing with the amulet. We can get revenge on Prince Meinard. We have the advantage now, brother mine. The war is about to turn on him. Rumors already buzz through Az that his offensive to the west against Princedoms of Anaopeth and Quvin have had a devastating setback.”

“Yeah,” I said, putting on my smile.

“He’ll be distracted. We can exploit it and avenge our parents and Katriana.” Her blue eyes burned as she spoke. “Then we can settle down and live!”

“We will,” I said, faking the happiness. “Assuming we can ever find the Altar of Souls and destroy the amulet, sister dear.”

“That’s what has you in a bad mood?”

“Just that,” I said.

“Not Ealaín.”

I gave her a look. “Well… I don’t think she approves of me.”

“And?”

“And that’s it. We just don’t get along.”

“You should, brother mine.” Kora gave a firm nod of her hair. “I really insist. She’s my muse. I won’t tolerate it any longer.”

She turned and snagged Ealaín, pulling the armored aoi si close to her. The ebony-skinned demigoddess flashed her citrine eyes on me, a warning look. I couldn’t act like I was slowing us down or Rithi would think I was trying to stall my payment. I could only treasure my time with Kora as long as it took to destroy the amulet, and that was coming closer and closer. I couldn’t delay it. Stop it.

“I want you two to get along,” Kora said. “We’re going to have sex.”

“We have sex every night,” Ealaín said.

“No, my family has sex, and you jerk off while you watch.” Kora gave her a fixed look. “Not tonight. I want you joining the fun. All on your own. I want you playing with my brother. You two need to get along. I love you both.”

Ealaín swallowed. “You love me?”

Kora nodded her head with a firmness. She glanced from me to the aoi si, her blue eyes hard. “Yes, I love you both.”

“Do you love me, Mistress?” Zanyia asked. She sauntered ahead of us, walking upright, naked as always. Her tail flicked back and forth as she peered at us over her shoulder.

“Of course I love you. You’re my favorite lamia slave. There’s not one lamia better than you.”

Zanyia purred in delight, her tail swishing faster.

“And what about me?” Ava asked, a pout to her lips.

“Of course I love you,” Kora declared. “You make my brother so happy. I remember the first time he told me about you.”

I smiled, remembering that night I told both my sisters about the princess I’d just fingered.

“He’d never felt a pussy as sweet as yours quivering beneath his fingers,” Kora said. “He loved the way your blue eyes melted as he made you cum. He’d never seen such delight in a woman’s eyes. He never talked about his conquests with such enthusiasm.”

“Her eyes shone like Lake Azure on a cloudy night,” I said, remembering that day, too, our dead, younger sister sitting in Kora’s lap, her eyes so wide. “This brilliance that I wanted to drown in while your juices bathed my hand.

“Sven,” Ava said, her voice so tight with emotion. Her shoulders shook. “Thank you.”

“So I’m going to fuck the feyhound,” Kora said, “and suck my brother’s cock.”

“Ooh, yes,” Ava moaned.

“You really like getting fucked by that wooden dick, don’t you, sister dear?” I asked, excitement beating in my heart.

“It’s so naughty,” she groaned. “I tried so hard to resist how wicked it was, but now… It’s my third favorite cock. After yours and Ealaín’s, of course.”

I didn’t have to fake my smile this time. True joy filled me up. My cock ached and throbbed.

We reached our boarding house, Greta and Nathalie waiting for us, both naked and flushed, their lips smeared with pussy cream. They had seasoned the air with their musk, a wondrous scent that only spiced the cumming fun. They left the window open, an owl’s hoot drifting inside.

Clothes, and armor, came off. My dick throbbed hard as Kora knelt naked on the bed, her twin braids of blonde hair dangling, her round breasts quivering. Ava lay down beside her, arms folded on her naked belly, and fell into her trance.

Scáthnamhaid rose from the corner, wicker body shifting. It was Ava’s new proxy now. Aingeal didn’t seem to mind, especially not when Ava fucked her in that form. My dick throbbed as the sleek beast—as Ava—made of woven branches hopped onto the bed, her wooden dick thrusting out beneath its body. She mounted my sister and rammed into her cunt.

“Yes!” Kora gasped. “Oh, Ava, fuck me so hard.”

“So hard,” Ava growled through the feyhound’s mouth, distorting her words. But they still sounded feminine.

I moved before my sister, shaking my cock at her face. She licked her lips, incestuous passion burning in her blue eyes. Then she leaned forward and engulfed my dick in her hungry mouth. Her lips slid down it, caressing my cock, making me shudder. My eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure coursed down my shaft.

“Gods, I love it when you do that, sister dear,” I moaned.

“Ooh, her pussy got so tight on my cock,” Ava moaned, her feyhound proxy fucking my sister’s cunt harder.

Kora moaned so loudly about my dick, her blue eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure swirled around my shaft. Her lips sealed tight. As she rocked into Ava’s hard thrusts, her mouth worked up and down my cock. I didn’t have to move. I just had to kneel here and enjoy it.

Zanyia, Greta, and Nathalie fell into a daisy chain of pussy licking, moaning and gasping while Ealaín rubbed at her pussy, her citrine eyes watching with such hunger. She still held back, an outsider watching the fun.

Kora wanted her to join, though. So I smiled at Ealaín and gave her a roguish wink. I gripped my sister’s braids, holding them like handles, and then thrust my cock forward. Kora moaned about my cock as it hammered against the back of her throat.

“Ooh, yes, fuck her mouth, Sven,” Ava moaned. “While I fuck her juicy pussy. Ooh, yes, yes, she feel so hot around my cock.”

“I bet,” I growled, knowing the delight of my sister’s cunt. “She’s sucking so hard on my cock.”

“She wants your cum,” Ealaín moaned, rubbing at her clit.

“So badly!” whimpered Ava, her wicker body creaking and groaning as she plowed my sister’s cunt.

My balls tightened as the pleasure surged through my body. I thrust harder, my cock reaching the back of Kora’s throat. I didn’t stop this time. I plunged down her gullet. My sister swallowed me with skill. She took every inch of my cock with such ease.

My nuts smacked into her chin. I groaned, loving the thudding impact while my sister’s throat constricted about my shaft. She massaged my cock as I drew it back, the crown popping into the warm depths of her mouth. Her tongue caressed it, shooting pleasure down to my balls, before I thrust into her again.

“Ooh, I’m going to flood your cunt with so much cum, Kora,” Ava moaned through her proxy. Beside us, her real body twitched, her strawberry-blonde bush soaked with my cum and her pussy juices. A smile played on her real lips.

“Do it!” I groaned. “I love cumming in my sister’s pussy. It’s such a treat.”

Kora moaned about my cock slamming down her gullet.

“And she loves having her snatch flooded with jizz,” I added.

“Yes, she does,” Ealaín moaned from the sidelines.

I gave her another inviting look, admiring the large, pillowy swell of her ebony tits. I fucked Kora hard, my hands gripping her braids, loving the silky, woven feel against my hands. I licked my lips and arched my eyebrows at Ealaín.

She shuddered, her tits swaying.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Ava moaned through the feyhound. “Oh, Kora, yes, I’m going to cum so hard in you. It’s so wild having a cock.”

“I bet,” I grunted, my balls tightening. “Gods, let’s flood her together. Let’s fill her holes with our cum.”

Kora practically screamed out with excitement about my cock.

My balls tensed. Kora’s sucking mouth and tight throat stimulated me. I slammed faster and faster into her, rocking her between me and the feyhound draped over her back. Wicker creaked and groaned as Ava fucked my sister just as hard, gasping and moaning, savoring Kora’s cunt.

I stared into the feyhound’s eyes, the acorns somehow expressing the same emotions I saw in Ava’s eyes. I felt our connection and knew my princess’s cock was about to erupt in my sister’s pussy. I shuddered, burying to the hilt in my sister’s mouth.

And came.

“Pater’s mighty cock!” I howled.

“Krab’s wonderful creations!” moaned Ava, her wicker body trembling. “Oh, yes, yes, yes, Kora! Your pussy!”

Kora moaned about my cock spurting into her hungry mouth. Her blue eyes sparkled. I knew what that meant: she was cumming. Ava trembled, her real body twitching by us as her orgasm pumped feyhound cum into my sister’s pussy.

My balls emptied. The pleasure slammed through my mind. Waves of dizziness washed through my body. I drew in a deep breath, shaking my head. My heart screamed in utter delight as the final spurt of cum fired down my sister’s mouth.

“Rithi’s inspiring art!” Ealaín groaned and then moved to the bed.

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Ealaín

“Ava, fuck me now!” I moaned, my pussy on fire. Kora wanted this. She had set up the tableau. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t want this, but… My pussy craved it. “Fuck my ass while I ride Sven’s cock!”

Sven pulled his dick out of his sister’s mouth, grinning at me. I could see it in his eyes. He thought he could inspire me to turn against my mother’s divine will. That if he could seduce me into his harem, I would intercede to keep his sister with him.

I would never do that. Kora deserved to make her art in peace. She would enrich the world with her passion.

“Get on your back and let me ride that cock,” I moaned, my pussy on fire. I kept my clit under control. I didn’t need my own dick at the moment. “I want to feel that dick in me.”

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my brother,” Kora moaned. “Ooh, and Ava, just slam into Ealaín so hard.”

“I will,” Ava said, dismounting off Kora.

Kora stretched and then gasped as Greta broke away from the daisy chain and went for cum-filled pussy. The busty girl savored drinking her mistress’s feyhound-cum out of women’s pussies. Greta’s golden hair spilled about Kora’s tattooed thighs as she feasted. Kora shuddered, her breasts quivering, making the tattoo on the left come alive.

Sven just grinned at me, his dick wet with Kora’s saliva. “Hop on and go for a ride.”

“Mmm, I’ll fuck you so hard I’ll make your cock melt.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” he said as I straddled him, my midnight-black flesh contrasting with his fleshy beige. I rubbed my hands on his chest as he held his cock upright, a spear upon which to impale my cunt.

I slammed down him.

My back arched and my tits shook as I took him to the hilt. His dick filled me utterly. My breasts quivered. His hands went to them, grabbing and kneading them. I shuddered, leaning over him, working my cunt up and down his dick.

He had a majestic cock. It had such a thickness to it, a length that reached deep inside of me. His fingers squeezed my nipples, making them ache and throb. I stared into his blue eyes and witnessed utter passion.

I blinked, shaking my head. A woman could drown in those eyes.

Six already had. The five others in this room and Aingeal out having her fun in the city.

“Just work that cunt up and down my cock,” Sven groaned.

“Mmm, yes,” I purred, savoring the friction of working my pussy up and down his dick. Pleasure rippled through me.

Then Ava’s wicker body leaped on my back. I shuddered at the feel of her feyhound proxy gripping me with her woven forelegs. Then her thick cock nudged between the cheeks of my ass, wet with Kora’s pussy juices. The perfect lube.

I groaned as the princess stabbed her wooden cock into me. The thick, hard shaft delved deep into my rectum, a fiery plunge that made my cunt clamp down hard on Sven’s cock. His eyes widened. He let out a deep groan of delight as I shuddered atop him.

“Rithi’s inspiring art!” I howled as my body trembled. “Oh, Gods, yes.”

“Sven!” Ava moaned. “Oooh, she’s got a tight asshole.”

“Maybe I’ll get to try it out,” Sven said.

My eyes flicked down to his, met his blue, intense gaze. I shuddered on him and moaned, “Maybe!”

I couldn’t look away from his eyes as Ava slammed her cock over and over into my asshole. The hot plunge of her polished-smooth shaft into my bowels made my hips pump. My pussy danced around Sven’s dick as I rode him, drowning in the sapphire of his gaze.

His hands kneaded my tits, fingers massaging my pussy. That added a spark to the rapture the two cocks churned in my nethers. They filled both my holes. I groaned, my back arching into the wicker body.

“Rithi’s inspiring beauty, I love this!” I moaned.

“Isn’t it amazing to join in the fun?” Kora gasped. “To feel the love.”

I whimpered, fighting my emotions.

“It is,” Sven groaned. “Oh, sister dear, your muse is making my cock throb.”

“Make him cum, Ealaín. Have him spurt his jizz into your depths.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, trying to wrench my gaze away. Instead, I pressed myself across his chest, my breasts pillowing against him. My lips neared his mouth as Ava fucked my asshole harder.

“Ooh, yes, Ealaín,” groaned the princess, pumping away at my asshole, making my pussy pump harder up and and down Sven’s cock. “Such a tight ass. You’re going to make us both cum.”

“Both of you,” I moaned. “Sharing… sharing the passion. The inspiration.”

“Such inspiration,” Sven groaned right before I kissed him.

I shivered, feeling the strength of his strong lips, the feel of his whiskers. Fresh pussy juices lingered on his mouth, an exciting flavor. My asshole and cunt clenched down on the cocks filling me up. My body quivered, my orgasm swelling up the core of my body. My eyes squeezed shut as I trembled atop Sven.

My clit throbbed as I ground it into his pubic bone. My nipples ached against his chest. So many sensations shot through me. Ava moaned atop me, her wicker crotch smacking into my rump as she rammed that amazing feyhound-cock over and over into me.

“Yes, yes, yes, so beautiful,” Kora gasped, her throat thick with inspiration. “Ooh, yes, you three are making something so wonderful. So glorious! I’m going to cum watching you! Oh, yes, Greta, I’m going to… CUM!”

Hearing her orgasm burst through her voice set me off. Watching me kiss her brother, to writhe between him and Ava, had inspired her pleasure. Her climax. This was why I was here: to be her muse. To help her create beauty.

My pussy and asshole writhed about the dicks filling my holes. Sven groaned into the kiss. Ava gasped atop me. The princess rammed her wooden cock deep into me. It spurted cum. Her real body twitched beside us, small tits jiggling on the edges of my vision.

“So good!” Ava moaned. “Gods, this is so good! Oh, Sven, cum in her pussy!”

Sven groaned into our kiss. His strong hands squeezed my hips. His tongue thrust into my mouth as he bucked up, driving his cock deep into my spasming cunt. Then he groaned. His cum fired into me.

I shuddered at this moment of completeness. This wondrous moment of joy as Ava’s and Sven’s cocks filled my asshole and pussy with their jizz. I squeezed my eyes shut and melted into the joy of Sven’s harem.

Outside, a woman screamed.

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Aingeal

I chortled as I winged through the skies over Az, such excitement trembling through me. I savored how utterly naughty I was today. That one guy couldn’t understand why his cock would go soft right before entering his prostitute and another screamed so loudly when he thought she turned into a spider while he was dick-deep in her. He ran shrieking out of her room and then ran down the street, his britches still bunched around his ankles.

He made good speed despite that.

The boarding house loomed ahead. I shivered in anticipation. The light flickered in our window. I knew my family was already writhing in passion. A wicked idea popped into my head. I could play a prank on them. What should it—

Shadows engulfed me.

The world vanished in a tide of inky darkness.

I screamed. My hands clawed at my face. My wings beat faster as my entire body spasmed. Cold pumped through my veins as my hands rubbed at my eyes, trying to wipe away what covered my face. Nothing. There was nothing on me.

What was going on. Someone had—

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Zizthithana

I smiled as the faerie’s flight went erratic, my shadows wreathed about her face. She careened off to the right, her wings fluttering. My mirth turned into vicious glee, a sibilant hiss pouring from my lips, as she crashed headlong into the side of a building and dropped out of sight. I heard the thud of her landing in the yard. An owl hooted, disturbed by her impact.

The ogre Gor let out a wicked, rumbling laugh. Then he asked, “Fuck faerie?”

“You know who you’re supposed to fuck and kill.” I pointed at the window. I’d spent the last two days watching Sven and his harem as we skulked in Az, using my shadows to conceal us. Planning. Studying. Waiting. No mistakes. “Go!”

Gor roared and charged forward, the shadows melting off his flesh, unveiling the ogre’s monstrous form. Antrevia, his sadistic handler, raced after him. I shivered, my tongue flicking out into the air. I slithered out of them, eager for the carnage to begin.

Eager to recover that Las-damned amulet.

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