Ruby Mage

by Dan Raxor

  I ran a hand down her arm letting her know to keep talking.

  “I need a human or an elf as the father. Which is a bonus, since you’re human. At least we can assume that a human from,” she paused, to roll her eyes, “Pangea is compatible.”

  “The doctors said I would be,” I said with a shrug.

  She nodded. The stunning elf kissed the back of my hand, her eyes fixated to mine. “The others saved you. They wanted first pleasurings.”

  “Right. I owe Susanna and Siofra a pleasuring,” I said sarcastically with a wave of my arms. I wasn’t really upset and grinned the whole time.

  Rivinia bobbed her head. “Those two should be enough. Speaking of pleasuring.” She leaned forward, opening my robe to trace kisses to my nipple. I felt a soft touch, trailing up for my growing cock. I ran a hand through her hair, yanking her hair back to kiss her.

  “Out with you, go fetch me Siofra and Susanna, and tell them I want both or neither. None of this getting to dictate who gets special time, I decide that,” I said and Rivinia giggled.

  “Pretty much what I told them and Susanna huffed, saying she was the best at pleasing you with her tongue,” Rivinia said.

  I hesitated. “Wait. Then yes, send Susanna in, and tell Siofra to come in five minutes later.”

  Making compromises like these were hardly a losing endeavor. I stole Rivinia’s warm spot while she left the room. In my castle I’d need separate bedrooms for my harem of women. Honestly, I had been hoping Siofra wasn’t a snorer.

  Not the case though, every time I woke her from a nap or in the morning to do lessons, she was loudly snoring. I slept like a babe as it was, changing that for a woman just didn’t feel right. I knew Lidia judged me for kicking my women out at night but sleep was that important.

  Susanna peeled the door open quietly, shedding her bathrobe the moment the door was closed. Her supple breasts swayed and her nipples were perky from either the chill or the anticipation. I soaked in the view of her smooth stomach with hints of her abs and snapping hips.

  I loved how her ribs no longer showed and muscles bulged. My hunger for her resulted in me waving her to where I lounged on the bed.

  “Pleasuring?” she said in his confident tone with bouncing brows.

  I flung my covers off, exposing my nude body to her. Desire twinkled in her dark eyes. I snatched her wrist, pulling her forward to suckle on her breasts. A hand slid down her tight thigh gap to tease her wet entry.

  Her hips trust with each flick of her clit.

  “No more side deals,” I said, swapping to assertively squeezing on her inner thigh. “I control my bed. Not you.”

  “Yes, Master. I was -”

  “No more side deals,” I interjected and she nodded. “Get between my legs and show me an apology I’ll never forget.”

  I reached into a side drawer, extracting a vial of the vile glowseed Juniper purchased for her working girls. She ingested a rapid gulp and we lowered the odds. She went to the end table to chase the nasty taste with a big swig of brandy straight from the bottle.

  Susanna returned, giving me a flick of a tongue on the bottom sensitive spot. When she gobbled the tip of my cock, it left me biting a lip with a slight back arching.

  While she worked her blowjob magic I leaned sideways to snatch the brandy and held the bottle. I earned a day off and I sure as hell was going to enjoy it. A finger teased my balls, bouncing them playfully.

  She swapped to rotating two hands with her sucking.

  Susanna’s tongue was divine.

  Over the months of our intimacy she’d never failed to find exactly what I liked. She was so good, I’d stopped masturbating simply to enjoy this more.

  The others could bring me to a climax with their tongues and hands but it took longer as they were too rough or too gentle.

  Susanna knew exactly how to make me moan. I gasped when her tongue went into overdrive, lapping circles as she sucked.

  I pulled on her hair, thrusting my hips into her face, and causing her to gag. She came up for a breather with a playful scorn. I sometimes would shove my cock down her throat and she never complained.

  There was a slight pout that had her eager to continue.

  She went back into her blowjob, increasing her grip’s tightness and her tempo. I clamped a hand to her hair while the other squeezed her larger left breast.

  She knew exactly how to bring me to climax and…

  A soft knock on the door. I was about to scream bloody murder when I remembered I ordered a second treat.

  “Enter,” I barely managed to get out as Susanna never slowed.

  My sexy Lornian model entered, quickly closing the door. She froze inside the room, not sure what to do. I waved her over, gently pushing Susanna’s forehead. As much as I wanted to orgasm, I knew I would later and this initial point mattered.

  Susanna understood, flopping onto her back to lie sideways on the bed. She even grabbed two pillows, one for her and Siofra.

  Siofra though, she was clueless.

  I went to the side of the bed, spreading my legs, and displaying my cock for her. She gulped, lost in the sight. I waved her forward, seeing her eyeing my penis like candy. Her brown eyes sparkled with desire.

  “Remove your robes,” I commanded.

  When that glorious body was revealed I reveled in the sight. Unlike Susanna, she’d never been starved. Her fit body exuded the plump curves of a fit woman. Her slim waist widened to nice hips, and her thighs were tight from running, giving a nice thigh gap. She had a trimmed bit of foxy fur over her vagina and I spied big C breasts that pert from her young age. Based on her sight, I thought I was in heaven.

  “Spin.” She spun quickly. “Slowly.”

  I watched her turn with a sigh of loving Lornia. She really was what most men dreamed of. Hell, I had three like this too. A firm ass from running that you could bounce a quarter off of. Her large breasts that were enticing me to suckle them. Her smooth skin asked for kisses all over and she had a small tail that would certainly add to the fun.

  When she balled the tail up, I smirked, knowing she could control it. Since she was only a quarter fey her tail was just about as thick as an index finger.

  A built in feather duster, how quaint.

  Her hips rotated to face me and I sighed, ingesting the sight all over again.

  Siofra really was another marvel.

  “On your knees and suck this big cock,” I commanded.

  She shot down so fast her knees smacked against the stone floor. While I winced, she eagerly dove my cock into her mouth and sucked with no tongue or motion. Just... sucking. I guess it was on me to have her learn.

  “Hand around the shaft. Good. Now stroke up the shaft,” I said and she shifted her hand to do as instructed. “With each down stroke, you put more of my penis into your mouth. With an up stroke breathe better and have fun with your tongue.”

  I gently stroked her ears while she improved her blowjob. There was going to be some serious training.

  “Lie down beside Susanna and strum your clit,” I said, adjusting so she could lie on the bed.

  When they were lying side by side I crawled between them, grabbing a big titty in each hand to play with. I trailed my hands down, twirling each ladies button. Both of them watched in delight as I had them enjoying the light fingering.

  Since they were enjoying watching me please them, I increased the tempo. They moaned with panted breathing.

  They complimented their Master a few times by humping the air with their hips, hungry for more. Both of them were eager and ready.

  I halted the fun while shooing Susanna off the bed to steal her spot. She straddled my hips, slowly inching my cock into her wet pussy. Each pump dropped her lower and lower onto my shaft. The feeling of her tight entry was euphoric.

  I clutched her tits tightly and just the right way she liked. She moaned, pushing further onto my cock as her pussy wanted more. Fitting me in always took time and even to this day hilting me to the base w
as a slow process. Delightfully slow and so… so damn good.

  Her little pussy was filled by my engorged cock. Susanna bent forward more, having me suckle from each of her nipples. My sucking resulted in her pushing harder and deeper against my big penis.

  I arched my back in pleasure while at the same time cucking Siofra by forcing her to watch. Susanna’s hands planted on my abs while riding my big cock in slow circles.

  Susanna hips began to dive me in deep, thrusting back and down hard as I buried my cock deeper. We found a rhythm and she ground her clit against me in perfect swirls. Five minutes became ten with my riding increasing in tempo with each passing minute.

  She orgasmed so hard on my large cock I knew I was about to release. When I went to push her off, she shook her head.

  “Fill me master. Cum in me,” Susanna said.

  I was on the precipice already and she bit her lip with desire, pushing me over the edge. I exploded with a roaring grunt of pleasure.

  My balls ejected gouts of pent up cum into her. I filled her with panted breathing that calmed with time.

  When I pulled out, the sight of my white seed leaking out of her pulsing vagina elicited a hunger in Siofra.

  Siofra spun to suck the sex off my cock, enjoying the bits I still ejected. Taking the cock out of her mouth, the extremely horny Siofra bounced her tits off my dripping dick.

  “Mount me from behind,” Siofra said, wiggling her ass for me.

  I raced to get behind her. She offered me her long brown hair in a neat ponytail. I guess I would be doing some hair pulling.

  Her pussy was dripping from the show earlier. I used my slick tip to ease into her. She cried out in pleasure, but that was just the tip. In that instant, I knew I’d be breaking her in slowly. With time.

  Over the next ten minutes I was tender and sweet. I asked if she wanted to go missionary instead of doggy but she tickled my abs with her tail, spelling no.

  I thought this was hilarious and had to struggle to keep focused. The ten minutes became twenty and eventually I could thrust into her without her experiencing too much pain.

  To help speed things along I went on my back and when she orgasmed, I joined her. After… I sent her shapely ass down to the healer, to fix her tear.

  I drank brandy with Susanna and was surprised when she came back with a vagina that was healed. Magic sure was awesome.

  The three of us went back to sucking and fucking in a long round two. After round two I pulled Rivinia and Libby in for brandy and a round three orgy. We had to open the shutters after that round because it got hot as hell.

  A half drunken mid-day nap had me sleeping in a pile of bodies and even though Siofra was inexperienced, the sex had never been better. I went to sleep a very happy man.

  CHAPTER 42

  Lornia - Crimm

  354th day of the 1st year of King Partel’s Reign

  “Welcome to the Fey House of Wonders,” an elderly lady said as we entered a building with a massive glass spiral tower in the middle.

  After a day filled with sex, delicious food, and enough brandy to make me pee a million times, I was happy to get back to work.

  My biggest issue at the moment wasn’t more troops, supplies, or a ship, it was figuring out how to get from A to B quickly in this realm.

  “I’m here to look into anything that can move me quicker than a horse,” I said with a pleasant smile.

  “Phew, I… I’m Pamora,” she said with a big sigh. “Most nobles who come in here want pleasure fey and I have to send them one warehouse over.”

  I wasn’t sure if I should be offended by that, but I let it slide. “And do you have what I actually need?”

  “Oh, yes. In excess. Every duke has a breeding program of eagle fey. We actually facilitate a lot of their breeding programs because they… tend to hate each other,” Pamora said with a fake smile.

  I frowned. “Um, okay. Excellent. How far and fast can an eagle fey fly?” I asked.

  “Your ideal destination?”

  “Trimi,” I said and she tapped her chin. After a second she left the counter for a back room. I turned to the group who followed me in. “I don’t get it.”

  Siofra pulled out a piece of parchment and stuck it on the counter. I saw a map of Lornia, far more detailed than any other I’d seen so far.

  “This is my father’s map. We’re here, obviously. This is the Goddess River. The mother of all life it is said, and obviously not true, but it is vital to the realm.

  “Eight of the twelve dukedoms are located on this river. Another in Huran Port for nine. This is Tarn Harbor for ten. You got Branfield for eleven, and Nevo that connects to the Goddess River. Are you seeing a pattern yet?” Siofra asked.

  Pamora came out with a big map. She grew flustered, huffing when she saw we already had a map out, and back she went to return her parchment.

  “There is a corridor of cities tied to the Goddess River. Why?” I asked.

  The reality was, almost all of Lornia was densely populated along a strip of land.

  “The river brings life. Sure there are other rivers and healthy lakes. But… when humanity is besieged the tight knit cities form a defensive backbone. Cracking these cities requires an army to focus on multiple targets,” Siofra said proudly.

  “And the outliers?” I asked. “Like the south?”

  “Uh, so Trimi was not defended by the crown because that is left to the south. If there are raids by the northern dryads it is the same thing,” Siofra said sadly while Susanna grunted.

  Pamora came back, clapping her hands together. “Yes, sorry… Lord -”

  “Trevor,” I told Pamora.

  Siofra showed her Trimi. “Oh, that is less than Zing Port.”

  “Is that good or bad?” I asked.

  “A day with a few hours of rest. They’d have to follow a road or risk getting lost, but the process is basic. Start flying south, keep flying south along a road until you reach Trimi. When you reach there, give your fey a few days of extra food and rest and you’re good for a flight back. Or take a few and have spares,” Pamora said with an uncaring shrug.

  She was a terrible salesperson. A fact noticed by others.

  “What she is failing to mention is that if there is a half-eagle fey leading the pack they can fly directly to your destination. Here to Trimi in less than a day, you go home. The pack waits at your entry point and then you fly to where you need to go next,” Siofra said with a raised brow.

  “You know this how?” Pamora said with a frown.

  “One of my step-mothers is half eagle fey. I assume you have a few pack leaders for hire?” Siofra asked and she grumbled.

  “The dukes tend to keep that knowledge isolated. Last thing they want is counts shifting armies quickly or assassins landing in their keeps,” Pamora said and I rolled my eyes. We waited for her to keep going. “Yes. We have three for hire but you’d need a duke’s permission to -”

  I flashed my new signet, and she scoffed as if it were fake. Varin came to the desk and flashed his ring. That was enough for her.

  “A new hand. How… odd… That means crown pricing too. Could this winter get any worse,” she grumbled. “How many do you want?”

  I twisted my jaw in confusion. “How big can a pack get and all I need to do is keep the sexes separate, right?”

  “Yes, and if you have a male guide a dozen or so. Can only take ladies with the females and gents with the male feys,” she said and I huffed.

  Even though Lidia would hate to separate from Pete, she and Harmony may want to travel instantly while he roughed it across the land.

  Siofra cleared his throat. “Two packs. Six each sex and we understand they will be problems if not caged properly.”

  “What are you thinkin?” Pamora asked.

  “We depart a few hours ahead of her. The males are bigger, and will fly the roads fine. We arrive and stable our flight to the Trimi female keep. Master arrives shortly after in a different wing,” Siofra said and the woman bo
bbed her head.

  “Is that what you wish? A male guide and half dozen of each sex?” Pamora asked and I nodded. “I’ll tell ya, we have hundreds. The bigger ones go for more but -”

  “At the crown rate. I hear you. I can get the biggest?” I asked and she nodded. “Sold.”

  I handed over the ring with my bank voucher. “You're flipping kidding me, did you rob all the dukes?”

  “Don’t give her that bank note…” Siofra grumbled. She reached into my robes, blushing as she reached around trying to find my document. “This one. It has no coin amount beside what you qualify for.”

  “So how much are the eagle-kin?” I asked.

  “Combined and a year's service with the guide. Six hundred and twelve gold,” Pamora said with a shrug. “Expensive but not exceedingly rare. These have been in breeding rotations for ages. Almost getting to the point you can fly opposite sexes. Almost.” There was a finger wagging of warning.

  “Where to next?” Varin asked.

  “I don’t get to see the creatures or have to imprint blood?” I asked. No answers were telling enough. “Arenia’s temple then to pray.”

  An eerie silence settled over the group.

  “Are you certain, Master?” Libby asked from the back of the group.

  “Why wouldn’t I be?” I replied and they all suddenly found the ground very interesting. All except Varin.

  “Your potential suitors are going to be waiting there,” he said with a gruff tone.

  “I need to go. Be the hero and part the sea of those who wish to taste the divinity of my seed,” I said in the straightest face I could.

  The laughter of my audacious statement resulted in lightening the mood. It was time to face some pestering nobles and hopefully visit a goddess.

  CHAPTER 43

  Lornia - Crimm

  354th day of the 1st year of King Partel’s Reign

  “Slow down, Norlan,” I said to my captain.

  The man had run to catch up to us before we could reach the church of Arenia. His arrival was unexpected because I’d sent him to look at both hiring markets while I sent Juniper to go shopping for trinkets for home.