by Dante King
Poppy and Raquelle understood me perfectly. The diminutive pixie was at the perfect height to attack Siobhan’s ass with her hands, delivering a pair of stinging slaps that made the Fae Queen jump. Meanwhile, Raquelle took hold of Siobhan’s ample tits and squeezed them together, rubbing her nipples to full hardness while putting her cleavage on display.
“Good girl,” Raquelle growled, her hand on Siobhan’s lower back. Of the two, Raquelle was the more dominant—which was exactly what I’d expected. “Come here and ride Master’s dick, my Queen. Ride him for a bit before he flips you over and fucks you into a whole new era!”
Siobhan’s fear mixed with excitement as she mounted me. The Fae Queen trembled as she took her place on top of me, though her tight slit quivered and dripped with juice.
I didn’t know if the Queen of the Seelie Fae was a virgin or not, but I knew from the look on her face that she’d never experienced anything like this before. She’d never been surrounded by so much firm, female flesh—and she’d never been with a man like me.
“Come here,” Raquelle snapped, a teasing lilt to her voice. I’d never really thought of her as a ‘mean girl’ before, but there was definitely a bit of that about her as she squeezed Siobhan’s tits together. “That’s a good girl. Take a look at those titties, Luke. Wouldn’t you love to bust your load all over those big knockers?”
God, she’s so shameless, I thought, grinning with mirth.
Raquelle showed off Siobhan’s beautiful body like a madame offering me her prettiest new girl, treating her like a piece of meat. Her breasts and ass were little more than playthings for my pleasure—that was the manner Raquelle had, the things she made Siobhan think as she squeezed those big titties together.
Slap! Poppy’s hands came down on Siobhan’s ass, striking spots she’d already savaged the first time.
Siobhan whimpered, a long string of her pussy slime suspended between her nether lips and the swollen crown of my cock.
“Come on, Your Highness,” Poppy giggled, turning the honorific into a term of mockery. “Stop being a little bitch and get on Master’s dick! You do want him to knock you up, don’t you?”
Suddenly all four of the harem girls surrounding me were laughing. While Christina and Mareth continued their whipping, filling the hot tent with the sounds of their bondage-induced lust, my other harem girls crowded around Siobhan, praising and mocking her in equal measure.
“Treat a queen like a whore,” Eiko purred like she was reciting a proverb.
“Such a sweet little pussy you have!” Maddie giggled, as fresh and bright as a sunflower. “I can’t wait to feel it all over my face!”
“Luke needs to stretch it out first,” Raquelle growled. “Pump it full of his come…”
“Fantastic hips,” Poppy giggled, giving Siobhan another spank. “Such a cute ass—”
“Such breedable hips,” Eiko laughed, grabbing twin handfuls and pulling Siobhan onto me.
“Why don’t you tease him a little bit first,” Maddie suggested, tugging Siobhan’s hair as her hips came down on mine. “Slide that wet little pussy up and down his dick. That’s right, Siobhan! Just like that! I bet that feels really good, doesn’t it, Luke?”
My groans let the whole group know exactly how I felt.
My cock swelled bigger and thicker as Siobhan slid up and down on it, my harem girls grabbing her hips and ass to make sure she kept riding it like a good girl. More of her thick juices glistened on my cock, until I couldn’t fucking stand it any longer.
I was going to go nuts and bust all over her pussy and legs if I didn’t get inside her first.
“Look how much she likes it!” Eiko laughed, tugging Siobhan’s hair. “Fuck, I think she’s going to come!”
Siobhan was indeed panting and moaning as she slid her nether lips over me, her legs shaking like saplings in a hurricane as my thick head rubbed her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she squealed, nearly coming apart right then and there.
“Not if Master comes first,” Raquelle said, pointing at my cock. “Look at how he’s jerking. It’s driving him crazy not to be inside her—”
“Then let’s get him inside her!” Poppy cried. She put both her hands beneath Siobhan’s ass, one under each cheek, and pushed.
The motion lifted the Seelie Fae Queen up, shifting her hips, and my cock entered her.
Both of us cried out at the contact. As my harem girls cheered, I upthrust deep into Siobhan’s spasming pussy, bottoming out as my balls slapped against her opening.
“That’s the way!” Maddie curled up against me, stroking my chest as she coaxed us both on. “Oh, Siobhan, you’re doing such a good job! Look at the way Luke’s grabbing you and slamming your pussy down on him. He really wants to bury that cock as deep in you as he can!”
Siobhan’s replies were wordless screams of pleasure.
Eiko continued masturbating against me, while Raquelle and Poppy did their best as Siobhan’s ‘attendants’, spanking her and displaying her and pushing her down on me harder.
“How is she, baby?” Maddie’s lips brushed my cheek, then nibbled on my earlobe. Eiko’s moans grew louder in my other ear, the smell of the Asian instructor’s feral pussy mixing with Siobhan’s sweet scent. “Does she make your dick feel good? Do those walls feel like Heaven wrapped around your cock? Are you going to give her a big creampie and empty those balls right into her womb?”
“Yes!” I grunted, grabbing Siobhan and pulling her to me. We made out for a few minutes as I fucked her, then I tilted her face and had her kiss Maddie while I savaged her pussy with hard, driving strokes. “Ungh, yeah that’s so good!”
“I don’t know how much longer she’s going to last!” Poppy said from behind Siobhan. To my shock, the little pixie had her face buried in Siobhan’s box from behind, adding her tongue-fu to my strokes to drive the Fae Queen absolutely wild. “Gods, she’s so wet, Master! I bet she’s ovulating right now!”
“I bet she’s ready to get pregnant,” Maddie purred, rolling onto her side like a cat. “Why don’t you cum with her, Luke? Let it all out in her pussy, don’t waste a single drop! Ungh, I’m so jealous—I wish you were busting inside of me…”
“Soon,” I promised her, bucking like a bronco inside of Siobhan. “Once she’s bound to me. I’m going to work my way through every single one of you. You’re all going to be walking a bit funny on the Day of Judgement.”
They all laughed at that—but I was serious. I felt like a champion stallion, able to fuck all night and then some. Poppy didn’t seem to realize that Siobhan needed to cum three times to seal the pact between us, but that didn’t matter. I had stamina for ages.
Siobhan let out a heavy moan and rocked back on me, her tongue lolling from the corner of her mouth.
With Raquelle’s mouth on her tits and Poppy’s between her legs, the Fae Queen was in heaven.
Every stroke of my thick cock inside her came back wetter than before, coated with her juices. She ground herself on me, moving her hips in tight curves like she was trying to spell my name with her pussy, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before she was over the edge.
“Here it comes,” I growled, sitting up and burying my face between Siobhan’s tits. “You’re a perfect little fucktoy, my Queen. Now cum all over this dick so that tight little pussy sucks every last drop deep into you where it belongs!”
At my command, Siobhan shattered. The willful, strong, proud Queen of the Fae turned into a sobbing mess in my arms as she came, her tits heaving as pleasure infiltrated her body. Her inner walls drew around me tighter than a vice as she screamed, Raquelle’s mouth then Maddie’s mouth then Poppy’s mouth covering hers as her body sailed into bliss.
One more hard thrust and I was right there with her.
The temperature inside the tent might have been hot, but it paled in comparison to the searing heat of my load as I pumped it inside of Siobhan’s haughty Queen pussy.
I kept on going even as she came down from her peak, sh
ooting so much semen that it couldn’t help but ooze out of her overfilled slit.
Siobhan looked down at herself like she couldn’t believe it, running her fingers through my seed and tasting it as she rocked gently back and forth on my still-hard cock.
“There’s so much in me,” the Fae Queen gasped, looking stoned off her own bliss. “Fuck, my pussy is so warm, my King! Oh fuck, you’re still coming!?”
I grinned as my cock gave a final jerk, detonating against her walls. “Trying to mark you,” I grunted, wrapping my fingers in her hair. “You’re perfect, Siobhan. A perfect Queen to rule over the Fae Realm for me. As long as you remember who your true master is.”
Siobhan nodded. Any trace of resistance or hesitance in her face was gone. She belonged to me, body and soul, even if it would take another two orgasms to fully seal the pact.
“Yes,” the Queen said eagerly, rocking her hips.
I pulled harder, until tears sprang to her eyes. “And?”
“It’s you, Master,” Siobhan gasped, looking like she couldn’t believe how bold she was. “I belong to you. I’ll follow any order you give me. I’ll be in control of the Fae Realm, but you’ll really be the one making all the decisions. I don’t want them anyway! Fuck, all I want to do is feel your cock shoot inside me and have your babies…”
“I think she’s got life figured out,” Maddie giggled, giving Eiko a high-five behind my back. The Divination instructor had her own orgasm as I’d been erupting inside of Siobhan, the thrill of watching my conquest getting her off. “Honestly, I’m a little jealous…”
With a grunt, I lifted Siobhan into my arms. The Fae Queen let out a squeal as I pinned her to the mattress, grinning viciously.
“You still owe me two more orgasms, my Queen,” I grunted. “I’m not going to be so sweet with you this time, either. You ready for this?”
Siobhan’s eyes were alight with desire. “Yes, my King,” the gorgeous redhead panted, giving herself to me utterly. “I want you to fuck me hard! I want you to pound my pussy hard and leave it dripping with your load…”
“You’re in luck,” I grunted, thrusting deep inside of her. “Because that’s exactly what I want, too.”
One down, I thought. Two to go. Gonna be a long night…
Chapter 21
After my first fuck with Siobhan, the ritual in the tent soon devolved into an orgy.
I don’t remember all that much about what happened next.
Mostly I saw flashes—little bursts like something from a high-budget Hollywood version of a Lord of the Rings porno, my demons and my angels and my elf girl fucking and sucking like shameless harlots.
I lost track of whose tits I was thrusting between, whose mouth I’d just filled with yet another load and whose pussy I was burying myself in all the way to the hilt.
I remember having at least three girls lined up at one point, going back and forth between them while the other girls laughed and joked and asked me who was tightest.
Siobhan got bound to me—and in the aftermath, I discovered my new Queen was even more submissive than I’d expected. At some point, I finished shooting a load on a pale back (Maddie’s, I think, from the wings) and looked over to see the proud Queen of the Fae sucking on Eiko’s toes. A look of wretched pleasure stole over Siobhan’s face as she writhed against the mattress, worshipping the buxom Asian instructor’s feet.
“You’re such a depraved little whore,” I remember Eiko groaning. “You’d like to do this to all of us, wouldn’t you?”
“Uh haaaah,” Siobhan grunted, her hands working between her thighs as she licked.
“I have half a mind to assign you to take Luke’s boots off at the end of the day,” Eiko growled. “With your teeth. There’s about two dozen laces, mind you. And afterward, you can clean your Master from toe to head, with that naughty little tongue of yours. How would you like that, Queen? You want to be our Master’s bath servant?”
Apparently, Siobhan had.
And since ‘Queens are supposed to serve the people’, as Maddie adroitly put it, each of my harem girls got to feel the Fae Queen’s tongue in at least one hole by the time we all collapsed, sweaty and exhausted in a heap on the mattresses.
I don’t know if there really was a ritual that night. All I know is that at some point, I stopped thinking—and started feeling better than I ever had in my life.
I’d take memories of that experience beneath the tent with me for the rest of my life, and I knew that for years it would get brought up with any of my core harem girls when they wanted to get me really, dangerously hard.
The servants let us sleep. No doubt they’d heard how loud the moans were coming from the tent and decided we’d earned it. It wasn’t until a disturbance arose that couldn’t be dealt with that a poor elf girl in gray rags peeled back the canvas to find me and my harem looking like the remains of a Vegas bachelor party crossed with a Roman orgy.
“My King,” the servant whispered. “My Queen?”
I sat up with a start, Maddie’s hand plastered to my chest. “I’m here,” I said, rubbing my eyes as I took in my surroundings. “Woof, what a night! Everything alright? We’re not under attack, are we?”
The servant didn’t respond. She stared past me, her expression slack as she took in the sight of the seven naked, very satisfied women tangled up in each other’s arms. Had she been a man, I might have taken offense—but the look on her face told me her thoughts about the arrangement were all jealous ones. Her Queen snoozed near the bottom of the pile, her pretty makeup a mess and her gorgeous red hair all out of place.
I waved my hand in the servant’s face, trying not to laugh. “Focus.”
She gave a start like someone snapping out of a trance. “Sorry, my King! I just...my goodness. The Headmistress is here. She arrived via portal a few minutes ago and wishes to speak with you. Though I suppose I can call her Lilith now, can’t I?”
“You can,” I told the servant. My pitchfork had fallen underneath the bed, and I had to dig around a bit before I felt the fiery tingle of energy across my fingertips. “Is she alone?” I asked, not looking up. “Or does she bring an army behind her?”
The servant’s lack of a response told me everything I needed to know.
“Damn it,” I muttered, rising from the bed. As Maddie’s hand slipped away, the angel murmured in her sleep and pulled Christina closer to her. One of the blonde demon girl’s nipple piercings was inexplicably missing. No doubt there’d be a hunt for that later.
With a final glance backward, I took my leave of the configuration. “Who knew Siobhan was such a screamer?” I asked, nudging the servant with my elbow.
“Um,” the servant replied flatly.
No matter. I dressed in the darkness and followed her outside. Either I’d only been out for a very small amount of time or something was very funny with the day and night cycle inside the Fae Realm, because the sun had barely moved against the backdrop of the horizon. It still looked like dawn outside.
Lilith dressed in a far more sedate fashion for this meeting than she had for our last. The Headmistress of the Infernal Academy was, as ever, the very picture of style and grace, though her clothing that morning had been picked out less for fashion than for imminent battle. I could tell Siobhan’s honor guard was scared shitless of her.
“Luke,” Lilith purred, giving me a kiss on both cheeks. From the look of her, you’d never have been able to tell that a few short hours ago she’d had a tentacle buried hilt-deep in her asshole while she moaned my name. “I understand that you’ve successfully bound the Queen of the Seelie Fae to your group. An exceedingly good choice, if I may say so myself.”
I cocked my head to the side. Lilith sure as hell wasn’t talking like someone who’d given herself to me body and soul. My gaze flickered to the guards keeping a close eye on the both of us, but none of them looked like they knew anything out of the ordinary was going on.
I almost laughed, which would have been disastrous.
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bsp; Was Lilith really trying to hide the fact that she’d given herself to me?
It would have been funny if it wasn’t so serious. The Headmistress of the Infernal Academy had undoubtedly been a holy terror to these people: an uneasy ally at the best of times, and these weren’t the best of times. I didn’t envy whoever her direct contacts were on the opposite side of the Fae Realm.
“I’ve been making a lot of those choices lately,” I said with a winning smile. Lilith’s face soured at the double-entendre, the obvious implication that she was one of those choices not lost on her. “Where’s everyone else, Lilith? You didn’t come here alone to help me hold back the tide, did you?”
This was firmer ground for the Headmistress. A knowing, secretive smile spread across her supernaturally perfect countenance.
“They’ll be here,” she said, giving a little titter like she’d spent too long getting ready for a date. “A few last minute preparations—you understand.”
“I do,” I grunted, placing the pitchfork in its holster along my back.
I stretched and sighed, allowing the Beast within me to take a bite. Black wings erupted from my back, along with the same tentacles I’d been using to rock the Headmistress’s world only a few short hours ago. I’d gone about a dozen rounds with my harem, but the look I gave to Lilith let her know I’d gladly do it again if she were down for a quickie before the cavalry arrived.
Lilith looked at me with pride.
“You really do look just like him,” she said, her voice quivering unexpectedly. “Back in the good old days. The way things used to be.”
Wow. I nodded silently, accepting the compliment.
“I’m sure you and Mareth will have lots of catching up to do,” I said, gesturing back toward Siobhan’s command tent. “Assuming you and her are able to stay on the same page long enough to save the world, that is—”
Halfway through my sentence, I glanced back over my shoulder at the tent.
And nearly fell right over. Because my whole harem stood outside, waiting for me to notice them.
