Herald of Shalia 3, page 13
“Go ahead,” Frost grinned while tugging playfully on the lead in his hand forcing Brynn to yelp.
“I can do it…” Brynn said bitterly as she watched Lysandra inching toward his cock.
“Really?” Lysandra said smugly as she gripped Frost’s saliva-soaked cock and placed the tip against her tongue. Lysandra let the head slide into her mouth as her tongue slithered against his shaft. She effortlessly took his cock down her tight throat all the way to the base. After several playful bounces of her head she slowly pulled it out and offered it to Brynn. “You can do that?”
“I’ve done it before,” Brynn said bitterly as she took a deep breath and steeled herself. While she regularly managed to take him down, it was always a struggle. The short-haired bard leaned across from Lysandra and took his cock in her mouth, slowly taking it down until she once again reached her limit. “Goddess.” Brynn moaned as she pulled away again. Lysandra hungrily grabbed his cock and took it down again, becoming more aggressive as she bobbed her head. She eventually pulled of and handed him back to Brynn. “I’ll get it this time.”
Frost moaned in ecstasy as the two gorgeous women alternated taking his cock down, tasting each other’s saliva on his thick shaft as Lysandra goaded Brynn into taking him deeper and deeper.
“Goddess I’m cumming!” Desdemona moaned as she released on the green-haired elf’s face. Renna hungrily lapped at Des’ tight pussy as the demoness’ body arched. As Renna started to pull away Des firmly pulled her lead. “I didn’t tell you to stop licking whore. Lick up every drop from my cunt.”
“Yes mistress,” Renna said as she eagerly licked up every glistening drop of Desdemona’s nectar. The short-haired elf buried her face between Desdemona’s pale thighs as she obediently cleaned. The moment Renna decided she’d finished and started to pull away Desdemona tugged on her lead. “Mistress?”
“You’re not finished,” Desdemona with a nervous smile. The demoness hooked a hand beneath her leg and lifted it to her chest. “Lick my ass.”
“Fuck,” Frost bit his lip as he watched Renna lower herself down and began obediently licking Desdemona’s asshole. The demoness sighed happily as Renna’s soft tongue slid along her naughty hole. He groaned as he felt Brynn’s throat wrap around his cock as the petite princess finally managed to take his massive cock to the base. “That’s amazing.”
“I knew you could do it,” Lysandra said seductively while licking Frost’s balls. The two women worked in tandem, worshipping his cock as the pleasure overwhelmed him. He reflexively thrust his hips upward, as if to plunge his cock deeper into Brynn’s throat. Lysandra wrapped her arm around Brynn’s head, holding it down as Frost thrust his hips again. “Be a good slut and hold it.”
“Mmmfffkk!” Brynn gurgled as Frost roughly fucked her mouth. After several powerful thrusts he couldn’t take it anymore and released into her tight throat as she choked down his cum. His cock continually spasmed inside of her, fighting against her throat.
“Such a good girl,” Lysandra said seductively as she finally allowed Brynn to lift her head. Before Brynn could catch her breath, Lysandra was on her, licking her face like an excited pet and thrusting her tongue down her throat. “You taste so good Lady Brynn.”
“Lys,” Brynn gasped for air as Lysandra passionately kissed her. The white-haired elf glanced at Frost as she ran her hands down Brynn’s body and hooked a finger in one of the rings on Brynn’s garter belt. She gave it a gentle tug, causing the chain to pull on one of Brynn’s delicate pink petals. “Fuck!”
“You’re our master’s whore,” Lysandra said seductively while licking Brynn’s neck. “You don’t get a break.”
“Goddess,” Brynn whimpered as Lysandra pulled Brynn toward his cock and forced her to straddle him. The excited priestess gave two of the rings on Brynn’s garter a tug causing the soaked lips of her pussy to spread ever so slightly as she hovered above Frost’s thick cock. “I’m master’s whore…”
“That you are,” Frost said as he stared at Brynn’s slender frame. The beautiful bard slowly dropped down onto his cock, taking her time as the tip stretched her tiny pussy. Her warm fluids were so abundant there was hardly a struggle as she gradually slid down to the base. “And you are so fucking sexy when you’re my little slut.”
“I’m master’s little slut,” Brynn whimpered as she began slowly riding his cock. Her face was brimming with both embarrassment and pleasure as she rolled her hips. “Am I a good little slut master?”
“You’re the best little slut,” Frost moaned as Brynn’s tight pussy squeezed his cock. Frost glanced at Renna dutifully licking Desdemona’s ass and got an idea. “You deserve a reward. Lysandra, lick this little whore’s ass.”
“Yes master,” Lysandra smiled excitedly as she moved behind Brynn. She kissed down Brynn’s back and once she reached the bards small athletic ass, she slid her tongue down it. “It’s such a cute little ass.”
“Do you like your reward you little slut?” Frost asked with a smirk as he felt Brynn’s cunt twitching excitedly on his cock. “It feels like you like it.”
“I like it,” Brynn moaned while sliding up and down his cock. The juices of her warm cunt were pooling on him as she rode.
“Say what you like,” Frost smiled.
“I like having my ass licked,” Brynn’s pussy clamped down on him as her body tensed. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she fell forward as Lysandra continued thrusting her tongue in the slender bard’s ass. “Goddess…”
“Fuck,” Frost groaned while dropping her leash to grip both of her athletic ass cheeks, pulling them apart as Lysandra lapped at her ass like an animal. Frost thrust his cock into her slick cunt as the bard kissed his chest. “You feel so fucking good.”
“You feel so good master,” Brynn whined as Frost’s powerful cock pumped inside of her. Her slick juices practically pouring out with every thrust of his thick member. Lysandra’s tongue was no longer exclusive to Brynn’s asshole but instead alternated between the glistening shaft of his cock and Brynn’s sensitive asshole. “Goddess, I’m cumming again!”
“Fuck,” Frost growled as he squeezed Brynn’s ass and forced himself so deep, he thought he might cause damage. He powerfully fucked her several times as he felt his cock reach its limits and released inside of her. Instantly the petite bard quivered on his chest as a deluge of her juices poured over his cock.
“Yes, yes, yesssss!” Brynn squealed through clenched teeth as she came on Frost’s cock. Even after she collapsed on him out of breath her insides continued to squeeze him over and over, as if attempting to milk more from him. The red-faced bard rolled off of him and buried her face in a pillow and rolled into a ball. “Don’t look at me.”
“You are so fucking sexy,” Frost said pulling the pillow away to kiss her sexy naked chest, his tongue lavishing her sore nipples in affection. “I love you so much.”
“Mmmm,” Brynn grumbled while grabbing a new pillow to bury her face in. Lysandra quickly hopped on top of the petite bard and began bestowing praise of her own.
“You were so beautiful Lady Brynn,” Lysandra said reassuringly. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about if you enjoyed it.”
“Master,” Desdemona said meekly. Frost turned to see the demoness shoving her fingers down Renna’s throat. “Did we do a good job?”
“Right,” Frost grinned as he stared at the two. “You both did a very good job.”
“Really?” Desdemona’s face lit up as Frost grabbed Renna’s leash from her. He pulled it roughly forcing Renna down toward his cock. The athletic elf quickly started cleaning Brynn’s juices from his thick shaft along with any of his own mixed in. He gripped Desdemona’s soft chest as he leaned down and kissed her, slipping his tongue beneath her razor like teeth to massage hers. She moaned as he pulled away. “Am I getting a reward master?”
“Absolutely,” Frost said while shoving Renna on top of the pale demoness. The petite elf’s face landed between her enormous chest as Frost moved behind them both. Their cunts overflowed with juices as he reached down and slid his fingers across them both. “I’m going to reward you both right now.”
“Thank you master,” Renna said excitedly as Frost lined his cock up with her tight little pussy. Her soft warm cunt practically opened itself to his cock as it slipped inside of her. He missed the way Renna’s soaked pussy gripped his cock more with each thrust and the elf’s delightful squeals as he battered her insides. “Th-thank y-you…”
Desdemona gripped Renna’s ass and spread it so Frost could get a better view of the tan elf’s asshole while fucking her dripping cunt. Gradually the demoness’ pale hands worked their way inward until her middle finger started poking Renna’s tiny asshole.
“Oh,” Frost smirked as he pulled his cock out of the tiny elf’s cunt and smacked it against her asshole several times, spreading her natural lubricant. He repeated the action two more times until he was convinced Des would have plenty to work with. “Now we’re good to have some fun.”
“Master,” Renna moaned as his cock slid back inside of her. Desdemona’s elegant middle finger easily slipped into Renna’s asshole and then her ring finger joined. Frost could feel both fingers through the walls of her pussy as Desdemona slowly fingered Renna’s ass. The petite elf latched onto one of Desdemona’s large breasts like a nursing baby. “Mistress…”
“Hurry up,” Desdemona whined as she toyed with Renna’s ass. “I want to be rewarded too.”
“You will be,” Frost said while plunging his cock into Renna so hard she yelped before pulling himself out to switch to Desdemona. His cock easily slid into her drenched cunt as the demoness let out a pleasured moan. “Fuck you both feel so good.”
“Goddess,” Desdemona squealed as Frost soon found himself unable to contain himself. His pace was increasing as his desire to break his two obedient girls took hold. Desdemona thrust her fingers into Renna’s ass and wiggled them as if trying to loosen it. “I love you master!”
“Both of your little whores love you,” Renna whimpered as Des assaulted her sensitive ass.
Frost continued fucking the two elves, alternating as their moans became more intense. Renna was the first to orgasm and as her juices poured out demoness’ cunt right beneath her became even more welcoming.
“Frost!” Desdemona squealed as he fucked her pink pussy as if he intended to break it. The lubricant from Renna making everything all too easy as his cock pounded her delicate hole. Frost could feel her getting close as her body started to tense, as if she could erupt any moment. Renna must have sensed it too as the tiny elf almost viciously bit Desdemona’s nipple causing the demoness to squeal.
Renna growled as she pulled on the nipple with her teeth as if intending to cause real harm and Desdemona’s pussy squeezed Frost so tight, he couldn’t hold it anymore.
“Yes!” Desdemona screamed as she wrapped her legs around Frost. “Fill me up master!”
“No fair,” Renna growled while biting Desdemona’s nipple.
Desdemona’s juices splashed against him and dripped down as he held himself deep inside of the sexy demoness. The more she covered him in her fluids the more he filled her with his until they were both spent.
“Grrr,” Renna smirked teasingly as she released Desdemona’s nipple, the bite marks looked like they might be enough to bruise her delicate breast. “That was for biting my foot.”
“Maybe she should bite your foot more often then,” Lysandra teased as she leaned over to peck Desdemona’s breast. “She looked like she enjoyed it quite a bit.”
“That felt so good master,” Desdemona said as Frost pulled his cock from her.
Lysandra and Renna momentarily fixed their eyes on each other and then like a pair of hyenas they dove down between Desdemona’s legs. The two elves butted heads as they attempted to force each other out so they could lick Desdemona’s cum soaked cunt.
“Let her have it,” Frost said while grabbing Lysandra and pushing the elf onto the bed. “I have enough left for you.”
“Frost…I mean master,” Lysandra giggled as Frost pinned her against the bed and quickly slid his cock inside. He slowly began fucking the welcoming pink cunt he couldn’t get enough of. “Goddess…I missed you.”
“I missed you too,” Frost said while kissing his way up her neck until he reached her ear. He licked the base to the tip and then gave it the tiniest nibble as she moaned in delight. “You and these naughty ears.”
“My ears aren’t naughty,” Lysandra moaned as she wrapped her legs around him. “You’re naughty.”
“That I am,” Frost growled in hear ear as he plunged his cock as deep is it could go and then tried for more. Every loud slap of his hips against her soaked cunt was music to his ears as he started to envisioning himself truly making her his by cumming inside of her without the protection of the infertility spell. “I’m so fucking naughty when it comes to my favorite slutty priestess.”
“Goddess,” Lysandra whined as Frost pushed her legs back and pinned her while he fucked her sopping pussy until her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Goddess…so good…”
Frost smirked as his mind continually gravitated to the thought of recklessly impregnating her. Lysandra’s body seized and the elf grinned euphorically at him while gripping the bedding at her sides. Her pussy spasmed and on his subsequent thrust she burst and squirted all over him.
“Fuck,” Frost said as he drilled into her and rolled his hips until he released one last time, filling her perfect little cunt with his seed while wishing he could get her pregnant. He leaned down and kissed her while she moaned. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Lysandra panted. The elf smiled and turned her head to the side to see Brynn an inch from her face glaring menacingly at her. She nervously turned away to see Renna glaring angrily from the other side. “What?”
“It’s no fair!” Renna said while swatting the defenseless elf with a pillow. “Brynn and I put in so much work and you’re still the favorite!”
“Really handsome,” Brynn gestured at her outfit. “Even after all of this?”
“I said she was my favorite priestess,” Frost said defensively.
“You never call me your favorite bard,” Brynn said defensively. “Or Desdemona your favorite demon. Or Renna your favorite thief!”
“You’re reading too much into it,” Frost chuckled as the beautiful princess clasped her pillow.
“Say it,” Brynn said as her eyes narrowed. “Now.”
“You’re my favorite bard,” Frost smirked as he leaned in and kissed Brynn. He turned to Renna. “And you’re my favorite thief,” he kissed the green-eyed elf and smiled at Desdemona to kiss her. “And you are definitely my favorite demon.”
“Really?” Desdemona said excitedly while looking at everybody else. “Did you hear that? I’m his favorite demon!”
“You’re literally the only demon,” Renna said while unclamping her pussy and nipples. She rubbed them gently while double checking to make sure they were okay. “I don’t think I really thought this through…”
“I know,” Brynn said doing the same while laying in the bed. “Maybe next time just collars,” Brynn said as her face turned red. “I mean…”
“Oh?” Frost smirked as he pushed his petite wife down and climbed on top of her. “Did you enjoy being your master’s slutty little princess that much?”
“Quiet,” Brynn blushed while reaching for a pillow to cover her face. “I didn’t enjoy anything.”
“I did,” Renna smiled at Desdemona. “It was fun.”
“It was?” Desdemona blushed embarrassedly. “So, I did I good job?”
“A very good job,” Renna said while cuddling against Lysandra. Desdemona shifted to her spot behind Brynn. “I still think since I’m smaller I should be closer to Herald Frost…”
“Shush,” Lysandra said while creating an opening between herself and Brynn. “It’s my bedroom.”
“Heh,” Frost grinned like an idiot as he looked at the pile of gorgeous women. “I love all of you.”
“Oh yeah?” Brynn’s eyes narrowed as she pulled him down into the spot Lysandra just created and cuddled up next to him. “I’ve been wondering. Where exactly did you and the fox-eared whore go for dinner?”
“I’m tired so maybe…”
“Where?” Brynn growled as she threateningly gripped his cock. “And don’t you lie because I’ll ask her myself.”
“The Golden Stag,” Frost answered timidly.
“I’m cutting your allowance,” Brynn replied while releasing his cock.
“What’s the Golden Stag?” Renna asked.
“The nicest restaurant in Blackwater,” Brynn answered coldly. “And I can only guess how much handsome here paid them to let in a demihuman. So clearly I’m giving him too much of an allowance.”
“No fair,” Renna said. “I want to go.”
“All of you be quiet,” Lysandra said authoritatively. “It’s time for bed. If you want to yell at Herald Frost do it tomorrow.”
“Fine,” Renna grumbled while pressing her body against Lysandra’s. “But I want a fancy date too. Not just a picnic.”
“You’re lucky you’re cute handsome,” Brynn sighed. “Because you’re a real bastard sometimes.”
“You know,” Frost said pensively. “If you cut my allowance, I’ll have to go off on hunts more often to…”
“A real bastard,” Brynn repeated while snuggling next to him.
CHAPTER 11
Being back in the village meant an endless stream of responsibilities.
As soon as Frost finished breakfast Renna wanted him to join her hunting, Brynn wanted him to help run the territory, Lysandra wanted to him to talk to her Arachne converts about Shalia, Shael wanted help running the school, Jasmine wanted to show him her new play, and pretty much everybody else wanted something too.
Back in his old world he would have respectfully told them to solve their own problems but the elves were different. The way they looked up at him with those bright eyes and hopeful smiles made saying no a million times harder than he ever imagined.
