by Eden Redd
Kavan drowned in Lorta’s scent and the sweet smell of mead. He licked at her, his tongue lingering against her. Heat poured off the troll, her tender inner thighs coming closer and touching the sides of Kavan’s face. Wetness and mead spilled and the dragonkin licked at her, tongue curling every drop into his mouth. The moments grew more and more intoxicating.
Kavan’s eyes were closed as his tongue worked. It explored her valley and licked up to touch her engorged clit. It swirled and writhed, Lorta moaning. Her body trembled as Kavan's hot tongue whipped at her very soul. Her breasts trembled to a deep shudder. Lorta watched as Kavan was lost to her taste, the mead all but licked away.
Kavan’s tongue pushed at her soft, delicate flesh. It stabbed into her valley and crawled upwards. It touched a small set of ridges within and the tip slipped along them.
Lorta’s eyes widened and she threw back her head. Her breathing quickened as she squeezed her eyes shut. Her nerves tightened to nearly the breaking point. Her hips betrayed her, moving to the dragonkin’s tongue. The moans and whimpers grew. The dam holding back an ocean of bliss began to crack.
When Kavan’s tongue licked her just the right way, Lorta’s hand snapped forward and grabbed one of Kavan’s horns. She moaned loudly as Kavan remained to task, wet sounds filling the air between them.
“Kavan,” Lorta said through gritted teeth.
The troll looked down as Kavan continued to whip his tongue across her spirit. One of Kavan’s hands circled one of her thick thighs. A thumb pressed against her clit, making a small, circular motion.
The touch of Kavan’s hand and tongue pushed the troll over the edge. A loud whine touched the air and Lorta’s entire body shuddered hard. The table creaked as she held Kavan’s horn. Thighs squeezed against his cheeks and Lorta let out a long, loud moan.
Her nerves ignited into magical explosions. It cascaded along her entire body, a tidal wave of ecstasy crashing into Lorta. Her breathing grew ragged, the pulses and explosions wiping away any sense of self. She let go of Kavan’s horn and slammed her hand on the table behind her to keep her sitting up. Her hips moved to Kavan’s tongue and thumb, another hard shudder rolling through her.
Kavan kept his tongue deep within the troll, a deluge of wetness splashing against his mouth and dripping from his chin. He looked up to Lorta’s bouncing breasts and pure bliss etched into her face.
“Goddess help me,” Lorta seethed as she moved to Kavan’s tongue.
Wetness dripped onto the edge of the table. Kavan stayed a moment longer, basking in her scent and massaging her. The heat and urges raged along his own body. Demonic needs stabbed at his soul, demanding more.
Kavan’s tongue slipped back into his mouth and Lorta whimpered. He stood up and took hold of his shirt. Lorta watched with ecstasy filled eyes as the dragonkin took off his shirt and tossed it aside. Leggings were pushed down and kicked off. The dragonkin stood in his naked glory, his dark red cock pulsating with its own needs.
“Goddess,” was all Lorta could say when Kavan stepped in closer.
The dragonkin took hold of his rock-hard member and caressed her dripping slit with the tip. The wet head coated in Lorta’s honey, Kavan reached up with his other hand and gently grabbed at a large breast. Lorta gasped and then cooed as his thumb slipped over her pert nipple. The motion relaxed the troll, her thighs parting a little more. Heavy breath fell from her open mouth as Kavan eyed her like prey in a field. His hips worked, gently pushing the head of his throbbing member into her tight, thin valley entrance.
Lorta let out a long gasp as thick inches invaded her tight inner world. Her inner walls parted as Kavan sank deeper. When he reached the hilt, he remained as he stood eye to eye with the troll.
Lorta trembled like a leaf before her body betrayed her again. Her hips moved, enticing the dragonkin to stab her with his thick spear. Kavan let out a small growl, squeezing her breast as his hips moved.
The connection between them dripped with sultry urges and desires. They looked down at each other’s bodies, unable and unwilling to break the intimate connection.
“Please, don’t stop,” Lorta said with a hard whisper.
Kavan continued his invasion, wet inches appearing and disappearing between them. Spindly hands grabbed at the troll. Squeezing and caressing her. The power and tempo of Kavan’s hips increased. The sounds of skin on skin filled the kitchen. Lorta’s inner thighs tried to contain the dragonkin, but Kavan could not be contained.
A moment of clarity flared between the couple. Lorta’s entire body surrendered to the dragonkin. She moaned and moved to Kavan’s repeated invasion. She used all of her strength just to keep herself upright. Her eyes dripped with bliss and lust. His thick inches caused her to moan louder.
Kavan lowered his head to her chest. He squeezed one breast and licked at the other nipple. When he didn’t get the desired reaction, his teeth nibbled at her pert nipple and pulled ever so slightly.
The sensations roared as Lorta whimpered and shuddered. Wetness surged between them and she cried out from a new string of orgasms.
Kavan took hold of her with both hands and forced her onto her back. The beautiful troll complied, her back slamming down and writhing. Kavan’s hips pushed with power, driving his member deep. When the urge for release wormed into every part of his body, he held it at bay as he enjoyed Lorta moving and writhing to him.
Lorta closed her eyes as a third string of orgasms blasted her wits to glass.
Seeing the beautiful troll surrender to him was enough to send Kavan off the edge. Kavan’s cock thickened and just as he was about to let it all go, he pulled his cock and stroked it once.
Lorta smiled as she gasped for air. Warmth splashed onto her breasts and trailed down her stomach. She lifted her head to see Kavan stroking himself as he looked down on her. His eyes were filled with a wild frenzy, another spurt splashing against her stomach.
“Praise the goddess,” Lorta said before her head lay back on the table.
Kavan took his member and pushed it back into the troll, another spurt filling her tight inner world.
The sounds of their heavy breathing filled the air around them as desires and urges pushed them on for more.
***
The sun sank low in the afternoon sky. A gentle calm flowed across Moonvale and the surrounding lands, signaling the approach of the evening and eventually, the cool cloak of night.
Kavan and Lorta walked along the outside wall of Moonvale. The two held hands as they strolled. The tall troll was all smiles. Kavan felt lighter and relaxed. Dimming sunlight painted the southwest wall of Moonvale, the couple’s shadows moving along it.
“Thank you for helping today, and everything else,” Lorta said shyly.
“Thank you for everything,” Kavan smiled.
Lorta looked away as the sun warmed her skin. “Is it true you’re going to have dinner soon with Zellee?”
Kavan looked up to the troll. “I am. Does that bother you?”
Lorta looked down and blinked. “Bother me? Not at all. I heard about it and thought we should have dinner too. I don’t go out often, with the farm keeping me busy.”
The couple slowly reached the edge of the southern gate. Kavan slowed to a stop as did Lorta. The dragonkin turned to her as sunlight touched their bodies. He took her hands into his and held them.
“I would love to have dinner with you,” Kavan smiled.
Lorta looked down on the dragonkin with trembling eyes. “You have no idea how happy that makes me.”
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Kavan smiled wider. “Lorta, Moonvale is very much becoming my home and I’m happy to get to know you. I think, with time, the bonds will grow stronger between us.”
Lorta slowly blinked. “Between all of us,” she said cryptically.
Kavan raised a boney eye ridge.
The troll let out a sigh, her shoulders sinking down an inch. “Kavan, part of the reason why my fami
ly left wasn’t because of the monsters. They have fought monsters here for generations. It was simply a part of my family’s life.
“They left because they couldn’t accept anyone worshipping the old gods. The old gods that I still worship.”
Kavan listened with understanding eyes.
Lorta took a breath and continued, “I don’t know if you know, but Moonvale prides itself on allowing all religions and faiths, even the old and primal gods. My family deeply worshipped the dragon gods, but everything began to change a few years ago. Many residents in town began discussing the old and primal gods. It was like a new awakening was happening in our little town.”
Lorta looked away. “It didn’t sit well with some who lived here. They used the excuse that monsters were the cause of them leaving. But we knew it wasn’t that. They were leaving because they couldn’t allow the old gods back in their hearts. They feared following those deities because the dragonkin would come and smite everyone.”
Lorta’s hands squeezed Kavan’s hands. “I know that fear is not true. You’re a dragonkin and you have not judged or belittled anything about us, our town or our ways. It makes you very special, to me and many others. We have lived in fear for so long, and to know you accept and care for us, when most in the Spire Cities would not care if we live or die, shows us how special this time is between all of us.”
Kavan squeezed Lorta’s hand. “You never have to worry. We are here, together. I would never stand in anyone’s way of who they worship and why. We are only going to make ourselves and the town that much better.”
“Oh Kavan,” Lorta said before letting go and embracing the dragonkin.
Kavan’s face was pulled into Lorta’s chest, nearly engulfing his entire head. The two hugged each other for a long moment before Kavan pulled back and took a deep, cleansing breath.
“I do have to go home and check to see if my taur has fully grown. But Lorta, you can stop by anytime. I would love to hear about the old gods and which ones speak to you. We can…” Kavan trailed off when a screech filled the air.
The sun touched the horizon, light painting the world in a subdued yellow. A small cloud of dust billowed from the south road leading to the town. It reached the edge of Kavan’s farm and continued.
Kavan and Lorta looked to the road, seeing the cloud and three, hulking creatures rushing toward them from the distance.
Three dreggers huffed, growled and roared as they charged along. Their small eyes were crazed as their bulky bodies moved with urgency. All three glanced at the dragonkin and troll by the southern gate and roared. Powerful limbs moved as thick claws stabbed into the dusty ground.
Kavan reached for his spear behind him as Lorta stayed by his side.
“Get into town and lock the south gate. Alert the town and don’t open the doors until I give the word,” Kavan ordered.
The troll stared at the dragonkin as he pulled his spear and held it at the ready. The three hulking monsters drew closer with their long mouths open, their teeth gleaming in the dying sunlight and a furious madness in their eyes.
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The dragonkin bent at the knees, mithril spear in hand. The cloud behind the three charging dreggers grew bigger as they approached. Heavy huffing filled the air as the monsters made a beeline directly for Kavan and Lorta.
Kavan called up his stats.
Kavan Cynder
Species: Dragonkin
Health: Normal
Mana: 7
Gold: 12
Attributes
Strength: 4
Intelligence: 2
Dexterity: 4
Constitution: 4
Willpower: 4
Natural Abilities
Claws
Regeneration
Spheres
Fire: 2
Body: 1
Life: 1
Skills
Combat: 4
“Lorta, get inside and shut the gate!” Kavan shouted as he readied himself.
The troll looked to the charging monsters and back to Kavan. “I can’t leave you!”
Kavan’s eyes narrowed as the three monsters charged closer. “If you don’t get inside, it will be harder to defend you and fight them. Get help. If things get hairy, I’m going to have to retreat into the town. Now go!”
Lorta’s eyes drank in the dragonkin as her heart broke in half. She quickly turned and darted for the south gate.
Kavan let out a relieved sigh. He held steady as the dreggers were nearly to him.
Lorta rushed into the town, spun and grabbed one wooden gate. She slammed it shut and moved to the other. She rushed to close it, keeping it slightly open and seeing Kavan’s back. He was still as a statue as the monsters roared.
Lorta’s lip wrinkled as she slammed the gate door and slid the locking bolt into place.
Kavan relaxed when he heard the gate doors shut.
Time to bring everything to the test.
The roaring monsters closed the distance in heartbeats. Kavan reared back his arm, spear in hand. Eyes focused on the center beast and his arm snapped forward. The spear crossed the short distance in a blink, the sharp end stabbing into the thick shoulder. The center dregger roared in pain before the shoulder and arm gave out and it crashed into the dirt road. The two others ignored their fallen fellow beast, bent their legs and launched at the dragonkin.
Kavan’s body moved with slow confidence. Claws stabbed out from fingertips on both hands. Kavan channeled 2 points of mana to his fire sphere. Flames engulfed both hands and he bent low and sidestepped. Flaming claws raked across an exposed belly of one of the dreggers. It damaged, burned, and cauterized the wounds in one swipe. The monster’s eyes flashed as it clutched at its burning belly, curling into a ball and slamming into the ground.
The third dregger landed on all fours, turned and leapt for Kavan. The dragonkin remained calm as he sidestepped the creature. A clawed hand reached out and slammed into his shoulder as the dregger flew past him. Kavan was knocked off balance, spinning away and stumbling backwards. A quick glance to his shoulder showed the claw marks of the beast, but it didn’t penetrate his leather armor.
Kavan regained his footing when the third beast was on him. Time slowed down as the beast was feet away from crashing into him. Kavan drank in the crazed eyes of the creature. In that small moment, he noticed the jagged wounds along the dregger’s head, shoulders and arms. The wounds were new and not caused by Kavan’s claws. He hadn’t landed a strike on the third one and took a step back.
The monster roared as time sped up again. The beast rammed into Kavan and he stumbled back, flaming claws flashing across the monster’s face. Jagged teeth were knocked from the monster’s open mouth and flames burned at its tough hide. The monster pushed into the blinding pain, its mouth trying to snap shut on the dragonkin.
Kavan let out a grunt as the monster slammed into him. In a desperate move, he drove flaming claws into the monster’s eyes and deep into its skull. Flames and blood blended together with a painful whimper. The dregger’s body collapsed immediately into a heap. Kavan drew his claws from the monster’s eyes as he spun around to the other two. The one with the spear in its shoulder growled as it stalked closer. The one with the clawed belly also moved closer, hungry murder in its eyes.
Kavan noted the extra wounds on the beasts and took a step back.
I wonder if they will listen to reason?
***
Lorta charged up South Street. The troll huffed hard as she spotted the blacksmith shop and darted for the front door. Her large frame nearly knocked the door off its hinges and she stumbled into the shop.
Durzol looked up from an anvil, hammer in hand.
“We need to help Kavan! He’s fighting three dreggers outside the south gate!” Lorta shouted.
The orc dropped his hammer and darted for the armory, his green hand pulling out a key.
***
The two remaining dreggers treaded carefully as they eyed the dragonkin with mal
ice. Their growls vibrated through the air, body’s flexing and ready to rend him to pieces.
Kavan spied the wounds along their bodies. He channeled a point of mana into his life sphere.
Kavan Cynder
Species: Dragonkin
Health: Normal
Mana: 4/7
Cool energy flowed into the dragonkin. He took hold of the effect, but it was weak. Unlike his moment with the firefly, he couldn’t communicate with the dreggers, but he could feel their simple minds.
Wild fear and rage stormed through them. Pain tortured their bodies and exhaustion slipped into their hearts. Flashes into their minds provided a simple picture of strange humanoids slicing at them.
The moment bled away, the magic of the life sphere burning low.
Kavan stayed at the ready, flaming hands out at his sides. “We don’t have to keep doing this. Run away.”
The two dreggers growled louder and charged. Kavan bent low and when the two creatures were nearly on him, he leapt into the air. Flaming claws slashed at one beast’s shoulder and his boot landed on the one with the spear in it. One beast limped to the side, steam rising up from its new wounds.
Kavan fought to stay on the dregger with the spear in its shoulder. The monster bucked and Kavan grabbed hold of the spear, turned it, and jumped. The spearpoint dislodged from the monster. Kavan extinguished his flames as he spun through the air and landed on his feet.
The dragonkin turned around and spun his spear. He stopped its spinning and aimed it at the two monsters as they stalked closer again.
“Leave!” Kavan shouted, hoping his words would get through to them.
The monsters ignored his words and charged at him again.
Kavan bent low and stabbed the butt of the spear into the ground at an angle. One dregger leapt at the dragonkin, the spearpoint stabbing deep into its chest. Kavan growled as he lifted the spear and the heavy monster was flung over his head. He held the shaft of the spear as the monster slammed into the ground, its body unmoving and its lifeless eyes staring at the sky.
