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  “Right,” Brynn chuckled nervously as she looked down at Frost’s enormous cock. She’d seen Renna take it several times so she knew it would fit, but she also saw the expression the green-haired elf always made on the initial penetration. “Go slow, okay handsome?”

  “We’ll start slow,” Frost chuckled roguishly as he kissed his way toward Brynn’s neck. He glanced to the side and saw the other women watching intently. Even Zinnia was basically going through the motions as she lapped at Renna’s pussy with her eyes fixated on Frost’s hard cock. He reached Brynn’s ear and bit the short-haired bard’s earlobe. “But I will make you mine.”

  “Goddess please,” Brynn whimpered as Frost pressed the tip of his thick cock against her tight opening. Even drenched in her nectar he struggled to thrust himself inside of her pink pussy. Brynn whined and bit her lip as he entered her. Her body started to tremble again, but this time it was nervousness, a mild fear of the sting of his large cock. “Slow, please slow.”

  “Alright,” Frost said reassuringly as he gently kissed her lips. He let his cock sit there as he savored the sensation of her pussy continually contracting and relaxing. Before long he felt like he could make some headway and pushed himself a little bit deeper as Brynn wrapped her arms around his neck and whined. “Are you okay?”

  “Renna makes it look so much easier,” Brynn panted while wiggling her hips as if it’d help loosen her up. “Okay, a little bit more.”

  “You feel amazing Brynn,” Frost whispered in her ear as he gently pulled out before thrusting himself further. He continued to push until her pussy squeezed half of his thick shaft preventing him from going further. “We’re halfway.”

  “Only half?” Brynn whined as she trembled in his arms. Her warm damp walls continued to squeeze him as she quaked. The petite bard took several deep breaths and spread her legs further hoping to make things easier for herself. “Oh goddess.”

  Frost felt her slippery warm fluid bathe his cock as he slowly pulled out, enjoying the wet sensation of her juices as the bard started to accept him more easily. He gently started coaxing her tight pussy to loosen up as he watched a euphoric smile form on Brynn’s face.

  “I think,” Brynn moaned as a mild spasm shot through her. “I think you can do more now.”

  “You sure?” Frost smirked as he pulled out until just his tip was inside of her. “I’m going to go all the way this time.”

  “I’m sure,” Brynn smiled while taking a deep breath. “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” Frost said as he slowly thrust himself into her. He gradually drove his cock into her warm tight pussy and continued until his pelvis pressed against hers. He held himself there as the tip of his cock pressed against the back of her dripping pink opening. “Are you okay?”

  “Uh-huh,” Brynn said through clenched teeth, clearly not expecting him to stretch her that much. “Just give me a minute handsome.”

  “Eessh,” Jasmine hissed as Brynn’s pink lips gripped Frost’s cock. The Myrran had experienced Frost on several occasions and it often took her quite a while to adapt to his size. “Take your time Lady Brynn.”

  “Mmhm,” Renna confirmed. The petite elf was similar to Brynn in size so she also knew how difficult it could be. “You’ll get used to it and after a while you’ll crave it.”

  “Crave?” Brynn panted as Frost pulled out at a leisurely pace. He rhythmically alternated between gentle long strokes and slightly more forceful half strokes as Brynn gasped and squealed. Before long, her smile had returned as his cock slid up and down her tight soaked channel. “I could see that…”

  “Better?” Frost grinned as her warm silky walls squeezed his cock. With every stroke she hugged him more tightly as she began enjoying the sensation of his large thick cock in her tight little pussy. He leaned down and kissed her neck before returning to her ear. “Do you like being my wife?”

  “Yes handsome,” Brynn whined as Frost thrust his cock to the base causing the petite bard to shudder. He pulled out and performed several gentle strokes before doing it again. “I love being your wife.”

  “Who do you belong to?” Frost asked while reaching down to massage her clit while giving her another powerful thrust. “Say it.”

  “You,” Brynn panted as Frost gradually became more forceful. The thought of truly making her his began to overwhelm him. “I belong to you.”

  Frost’s cock pulsed as the words left Brynn’s lips. He increased his force as he delivered long powerful strokes to the fragile bard. Every forceful thrust increased his pleasure as he felt his orgasm building. He felt the increasing wetness of her pussy splattering against his pelvis as he relentlessly fucked her.

  “Frost!” Brynn whined as a wave of lubricant poured over his cock and began dripping out of her drenched pussy. She tightened as Frost increased his pace until he couldn’t hold back anymore. His cock seized as he released inside of the petite bard. Every pulse filling her up more and more but somehow not satisfying him as he attempted to thrust himself further inside. “Oh goddess!”

  “Holy…” Renna mumbled as Frost roughly continued to fuck Brynn. Her pussy continued to splatter against him as she moaned and writhed. Her hands tore at the sheets as Frost watched his beautiful wife squirm helplessly beneath him.

  “Herald Frost,” Lysandra panted as Shael licked her. “Maybe you should be more gentle with…”

  “Fuck,” Frost ignored the objections as he leaned down and kissed Brynn forcefully. The short-haired bard moaned while accepting his tongue into her mouth. “You’re mine.”

  “I know,” Brynn panted. “I’m yours. Show me I’m yours.”

  Frost growled as he slipped his cock out and flipped Brynn over. He slipped his cock back into her cum-filled pussy and started fucking her from behind as she lifted her ass into him. He pinned her down and mercilessly fucked her as his hips crashed against her small athletic ass. It wasn’t long before he felt Brynn’s soaked cunt clamping down on him again as she spilled her juices on his cock.

  “Fuck,” Frost moaned as his cock tensed up and he began filling her again. Her pink pussy was practically overflowing with his seed as the tiny bard continued to take him.

  “Goddess,” Brynn moaned as he continued fucking her slippery cunt.

  “Herald Frost,” Lysandra watched nervously as he fucked Brynn. “I think…”

  “So good,” Brynn moaned as Frost continued to hold her down like a doll. “It feels so good.”

  “I’m so jealous,” Zinnia pouted as she swapped places with Renna. The petite elf left her mark all over Zinnia’s face and it was time for the Durra to do the same. “That looks like so much fun.”

  “Doesn’t it?” Iris said cheerfully as Jasmine shoved the Florenne’s face into a pillow while fingering her. “J-asmine!”

  “Quiet,” Jasmine commanded while sitting on Iris’ back. The Myrran watched excitedly as Frost fucked Brynn. “You’re mine right now.”

  “As long as Lady Brynn is okay,” Lysandra couldn’t take her eyes off Frost’s thick cock penetrating Brynn’s delicate pussy. The white-haired elf panted while staring at Frost as he fucked Brynn. “Brynn’s delicate,” Lysandra’s breaths got shorter as she began rolling her hips, as if wishing it were her. “So delicate.”

  “Are you saying you want it rough?” Shael asked while slipping a fourth finger into Lysandra’s pussy. The redhead aggressively sucked on Lysandra’s clit while forcefully fucking the priestess.

  “You never worried about me and I’m the same size,” Renna said judgmentally as she lifted her face from Zinnia’s pussy. The dog-eared woman forcefully pushed the playful elf’s face back down and held it there as she rolled her hips.

  “It’s my turn,” Zinnia said. “Don’t stop.”

  “Frost,” Brynn’s body alternated between short quakes and going limp. “Oh goddess…”

  “One more,” Frost growled as the urge to break his wife overwhelmed him. Every thrust of his cock felt like he was continuing one long drawn out orgasm. “You feel amazing. I love you so much.”

  “Goddess…” Brynn moaned as her fluids poured onto the bed while Frost continued to fuck her convulsing pussy. “Too much…”

  “You’re mine,” Frost said as another euphoric wave shot through his body. It felt like small electric spasms were shooting through him as his cum overflowed from Brynn’s tight pink pussy. He pulled out, still hard as he stared at her gaping pussy.

  “All yours,” Brynn whined. “And I didn’t even have to use the perfume.”

  “Perfume?” Renna poked her head up for a second before Zinnia pushed her back down.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Brynn moaned. “If this is how he is without it, he might actually kill me if I wore it.”

  “Um,” Lishri shuffled nervously. The large red Arachne was blushing as she stared at the bed. “Is it over?”

  “Intermission,” Frost said. “But, do we have to go back to the party?”

  “I don’t think so,” Fayeth said looking out the window. Frost noticed a completely satisfied look on Ena’s face as the blonde rested naked on the bench. “All the nobles seem to be leaving.”

  “Obviously,” Brynn groaned.

  “Good,” Frost smiled while running his hand down Brynn’s back. “Then we don’t heave to go back out there.”

  “Are you trying to kill me?” Brynn whined.

  “Um,” Lishri panted. “I don’t know if this is rude to ask but may I go?” Lishri was staring keenly at Frost’s naked body as she shuffled by the door. “I think I need to…this is embarrassing…but I need to take care of myself.”

  “Oh?” Brynn smiled at the enormous Arachne. “You know you can do it here.”

  “It can be quite messy,” Lishri said bashfully. “I’d r
ather do it alone.”

  “Messy?” Frost asked more curious than anything. “How do you…”

  “Handsome,” Brynn sighed as he stroked her back. “Just let it go.”

  “Fine,” Frost laughed as he took one last look at Lishri’s gorgeous chest. “Have fun.”

  “Thank you!” Lishri bolted from the room like she was fleeing from the scene of a crime.

  “It was awfully rude to do all that when she couldn’t join in,” Ena said as Fayeth curled up next to her. The two elves glistened in each other’s juices. “Everybody should have just kept to their seats.”

  “You’re just jealous,” Renna said poking her head up from Zinnia’s pussy as the dog-eared woman forcefully pushed Renna’s head back down. “Stop that!”

  “I was almost there!” Zinnia said getting irritated at Renna’s continual bad timing.

  “If you can’t finish her,” Frost smiled while staring at the tan curvy Durra. “I suppose I could…”

  “No,” Brynn said authoritatively. “Not until midnight. Today you’re all mine.”

  “Are you sure you can handle him until midnight,” Jasmine asked with a playful smirk. “It’s a long way away.”

  “I’ll handle him just fine,” Brynn said unconvincingly while turning to cuddle with Frost. She reached down and stroked his slick cock. “Isn’t that right handsome?”

  “We’ll see about that,” Frost grinned while kissing his beautiful petite bride. “Before long you’re going to be begging for one of them to take your place.”

  “Promise?” Brynn grinned.

  CHAPTER 6

  “Fuck,” Slade groaned as he opened his eyes. His head felt like somebody was punching him in the same damn spot every three seconds. “Fucking alcoholic knights.”

  Slade yawned and started to piece together the previous evening. He remembered drinking with some noblewomen, the deviant fucking herald announcing that he was off to fuck his wife, the horrifically disgusting noises coming from the temple, Fiora leaving with the nobles, drinking with that old bastard and his soldier buddies, and finally a beautiful noblewoman.

  He smiled to himself as he recalled the gorgeous brunette. It was after the celebration died down and most of the guests had passed out or gone home. He offered to escort the tipsy woman since it seemed her carriage left without her and she gladly accepted.

  Slade smirked as he remembered the woman inviting him into her home and they immediately tore each other’s clothes off. Fuck, she was amazing. He’d been with plenty of fucking women but the way she fucking looked at him, like he was the only person in the fucking world, it was fucking incredible.

  And then there was her body. Fuck, the curves on her body were so fucking sexy and she was so soft. The moans, the excitement, the gratitude. And then there was the assertiveness. When she took the initiative and straddled his face while looking down at him with those glowing green eyes.

  “Glowing green eyes,” Slade froze and took another look around the room.

  Slade’s heart pounded as he started to think of a few things that didn’t really add up. A noblewoman would have come with an attendant who ensured she got home safely. Then there was the fact he remembered entering her home but not actually escorting her. Then there was the home itself, small, even for a commoner let alone a noblewoman. But most of all he was remembering those glowing green eyes, eyes like gemstones being held up to the sun.

  “No…” Slade mumbled to himself as his heart beat like a warship’s drum. He kept his eyes fixed on the exit while sliding his arm out from under the warm soft body lying next to him. He just needed to escape with his clothing and he could pretend it was all a dream.

  He walked toward the chair where his clothing was set and made sure everything was there. Then he quietly got dressed and once he was sure there was no physical evidence he started moving toward the door.

  “Slade?” a quiet seductive voice stopped him in his tracks. “Where are you going?”

  “Work,” Slade said calmly as he focused on the door. “So long.”

  “Oh, I suppose you are busy,” the woman said happily. “You’re a very important person after all! But, do you think I could at least get a kiss goodbye?”

  Slade contemplated the request. Although she seemed to be in a good mood that could all turn to ash if he left without kissing her. He’d seen the nicest women turn psychotic over lesser insults than that.

  If he walked out of that door without giving her a kiss goodbye, she was likely to chase after him screaming and that was the last thing he wanted. He turned around and he felt like he might be sick, sure enough there was an elf lying in the bed.

  Slade resisted the urge to swear, there would be plenty of time for that later when he was alone. At the moment, he needed to just handle the fucking problem at hand. That fucking green-eyed demi was staring at him with the happiest fucking smile he’d ever seen waiting for a kiss goodbye.

  “Fine,” Slade forced a smile as he moved toward the bed. He once had to kiss a horse after losing a bet, he could make it through kissing the elf. The brunette elf sat up and let the blankets drop from her voluptuous breasts. His eyes reflexively glanced at them before returning to the blushing elf’s face. He climbed into the bed and gave her a small peck on the cheek.

  “Slade,” the elf said in a judgmental tone. “A real kiss!”

  “Right,” Slade bit the inside of his mouth while trying not to think of all the places it’d been the night before. He leaned in and let the elf slide her tongue inside of his while putting in minimal effort.

  “That’s a little better I suppose,” the elf said cheerfully. “But you were a much better kisser last night. So, when are you going to come back?”

  “Come back?” Slade forced a smile. “As soon as I can uh…Hestia, right?”

  “That’s right!” Hestia blushed happily. “You kept telling me how beautiful a name it was. So, do you think you’ll be back this month?”

  “I don’t know,” Slade said while walking toward the door.

  “What about next month,” Hestia asked undeterred by his avoidance. “Or the month after that? If I know ahead of time, I can plan a whole day around it!”

  “We’ll see,” Slade said almost out the door.

  “Okay,” Hestia said excitedly. “Well I hope to see you again soon! I can’t wait to tell the priestess! She’s going to be so happy for me!”

  “Priestess?” Slade froze. The priestess was undoubtedly the white-haired cunt that the herald was fucking. If she found out, that fucking deviant dog-fucker wasn’t far behind. And if he found out, that’d be a big fucking problem. “I’d prefer if you didn’t talk to anybody about it.”

  “Why not?” Hestia asked. “She’ll be so happy to find out I found somebody!”

  “Fuck!” Slade growled and forced another smile as she turned around. “I really can’t have anybody finding out I slept with an elf. In fact, if we could just keep this between us…”

  “Oh?” Hestia tapped her chin. “I don’t think I can do that. I don’t like lying remember? We talked about it last night. You told me that you hated lying too and that you’d never lie to me!”

  “Of course I did,” Slade nodded while clenching his teeth as the obvious lie he told the woman in order to get her in bed. A series of different romantic advances he made also popped in his head, each one more embarrassing than the last now that he knew she was an elf. Nobody could ever find out. “It’s not really a lie, it’s just a secret.”

  “Secrets are just camouflaged lies,” Hestia said stubbornly while brushing her hair behind her ears. It was the first time he noticed them and wondered how he hadn’t last night.

  “You didn’t have those last night,” Slade pointed at her ears. “I’m positive.”

  “I was wearing some lotion that hid them,” Hestia said excitedly. “It’s a special blend I made! If you prefer, I can hide them when we make love! I also have different waters that’ll change my hair color if you want something different! If you want me to pretend another type of demihuman I can have Mira craft me some cat ears or bunny ears too! I’ve been thinking a lot about this since the herald came to the village! I have lots of ideas on how to make you really happy!”