by Logan Jacobs
My balls began to tighten, but I wasn’t ready for the moment to be over, so I pulled out of her pulsating entrance and took a deep, steadying breath. Then I laid down beside her, grabbed her left leg, and pulled it upward so her tight little ass was pressed into my crotch.
Then, with my other hand, I aimed my cock back toward her dripping entrance. Once I was deep inside her again, I slid my right hand under her stomach and grabbed one of her perky little breasts, and I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger while I slid in and out of her with slow movements.
“Yes, Ben,” Jemma moaned. “It feels so good!”
I fucked her slow and gentle for a while, and then increased my pace and intensity bit by bit until she was worked up into a frenzy again. Just when I couldn’t hold back my own desire any longer, I moved my hand from her breast down to her clit. I rolled the pads of my fingers over her node of pleasure, which elicited a shriek from the auburn-haired beauty, and she arched her back in an effort to drive her backside against me. Her ass bounced with the perfect amount of jiggle, and when I leaned back, I could angle the tip of my cock toward the little rough patch inside her that I knew would drive her crazy.
Jemma hissed and bucked when I hit the magic spot, but I held her down firmly with one hand. Her tunnel spasmed and pulsated along my shaft, and she reached back to dig her nails into my side and pulled me into her with all her might.
“You like that?” I asked as I nibbled on her ear lobe.
“Very much!” she breathed, and from my angle I could see the dark hairs of her eyelashes fluttering. “Please, fill me with your seed, Ben.”
The tightness in my balls increased, and I rubbed her clit ruthlessly while I chased my own climax. We exploded in a gush of pleasure at the exact same time, and the feeling of her muscles clamping down around my cock milked more and more cupfuls of sperm out of me with each throbbing sensation.
If she wasn’t pregnant already, she definitely would be soon.
“You’re wonderful,” I sighed and wrapped my arms around the slender deer woman as my spent member slowly slid out from her drenched entrance.
“I am so glad you think so,” she murmured huskily as she tilted her head back to look at me lovingly. “I think you are the best thing to ever happen in my life.”
I pressed my lips to hers in a tender kiss, and then I tucked my nose beneath her chin and rested my mouth on the soft skin of her shoulder.
Jemma nestled against me and sighed contentedly. A moment later, though, she shivered slightly, so I reached beneath her and pulled the thin blanket free. Then I covered our bodies and pulled her in even closer to me. Her warm, even breaths against my chest were comforting, and a few moments later, I fell into a deep, peaceful slumber.
My dreams were full of flying fire breathing dragons destroying every remnant of the orcs’ stronghold, and I woke up with a smile on my face.
The sky was still the purple pink of early morning when my eyes opened, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep even a moment longer. The drive to return home hit me in the gut, and something inside me told me to hurry. So, I slipped my arm out from underneath Jemma’s neck, and I repositioned the blanket to ensure she would stay warm. Then I pulled on some clean clothes and ducked out the opening of the tent.
The camp was silent, and at first I didn’t think anyone else was awake, but then I saw the shadowy outlines of ears and tails on the ocean’s edge. The racoon women were seriously early risers, or at least the few down on the beach were anyway.
I left the women to their fishing and crossed to the bonfire to stir up the previous night’s coals. By the time I had the flames licking against a few good-sized pieces of wood, Nadir, Lezan, and Jira silently appeared by my side.
“You are up early,” Nadir observed. “Maybe you’ve learned some things from the Coonag people.”
“Maybe.” I smirked. “I want us all to learn from each other. When I brought Jemma and her people back to my island, it took them some time for the two groups of women to get used to each other, but now they are all good friends. That is my wish for you and your people as well.”
“It sounds nice,” Lezan commented, and her hair fluttered against her ears as a cool breeze came in from the waves. “It will still be strange to leave our island, but I am excited to see your home.”
“I wish we could go today,” Jira added, and her pure white tail bristled with impatience. “What if another monster attacks from the sea?”
“Then maybe don’t go play in the ocean without someone to watch your back,” I suggested with a wry grin.
“So, we can go today?” Nadir asked with an eagerness I found incredibly attractive.
“I still want to get some lumber from your island before we leave,” I reminded them. “Cutting trees, floating them to the boat, and then getting them onboard will take most of the day, and it’s best to sail when you’re well rested.”
“I see.” Lezan nodded, and her eyes turned to the tree line. “The faster we remove the trees from the ground, the faster we leave for your home.”
“Pretty much.” I shrugged. “Watch, once everyone wakes up and we work together, it will go a lot faster than you’d think.”
“Okay.” Nadir nodded curtly. “I’ll go wake them up.”
Before I could argue, or stop her, the racoon woman marched toward the tents full of sleeping women, and I groaned. Lezan and Jira copied her motions, and the three women moved from tent to tent waking up their occupants.
“Somebody has a death wish,” Mira grumbled as she stumbled over to my side, and she rubbed her eyes sleepily and pulled her shirt down over her torso. “I was having the nicest dream, too…”
“I’m sorry.” I gave the jade haired warrior a sympathetic smile. “I tried to stop them, but also it’s good to get up early every once in a while.”
“I don’t see how,” she countered with a roll of her eyes, and she plopped down in the sand at my feet.
“What happened?” Jemma yawned and stretched out her arms. “Is everyone okay?”
“Everyone’s fine,” I assured the auburn-haired beauty. “Nadir and her people are just excited to get the day started I guess.”
“What did you say?” Mira asked as she shot me a knowing glare. “You did this, I know you did.”
“I may have told them that after we finish getting lumber then we can leave.” I gave her my most innocent smile. “Seriously, though, you can go back to sleep if you want to. They just got a little over eager.”
Suddenly, the bright orange rays of sunshine peeked over the horizon and signaled the start of a brand-new day. The sky was a brilliant blue, and the eastern horizon was filled with streaks of red, yellow, purple, and pink as the celestial orb slowly emerged.
“No point,” Mira replied. “Jira said she would come find me again if I went back to sleep.”
“They mean business,” I laughed. “I guess we should hurry up and get it over with, then.”
“Even if we finish before the end of the day,” Mira said, “we shouldn’t set sail until tomorrow morning.”
“I completely agree.” I grinned. “When did you learn so much about sailing?”
“Oh, I had a great teacher.” Mira mirrored my ear to ear smile. “He saved my people, took me on an adventure, and taught me everything I know. Also, he pleasures me nearly every night with his perfect penis.”
“Wow. Who is this incredible man you speak of?” I asked with feigned shock.
“You, silly,” Jemma exclaimed. “She made it very clear.”
I laughed out loud and wrapped my arms around my two sidekicks. I was confident I could take on the world as long as Mira and Jemma were by my side.
“So, we have to stock the ship before I can nap,” Mira said as she weighed out her options with a thoughtful frown. “Before we do that, though, we should probably check on the chickens.”
“Good idea,” I agreed with a nod. “I’m worried about the amount of fresh water we have av
ailable for them. I don’t want them to die of dehydration before we even get them home.”
Moments later, everyone was awake, and the bonfire area quickly became crowded with tired, grumbling women. Jonas sat a short distance away next to a slow blinking George and an annoyed looking Tirian.
Everyone was awake and present. Perfect.
I scanned the area without being entirely sure what I was looking for, but then I spotted the large stump of a dead tree. So, I clambered on top of it which put me slightly over the heads of everyone in the camp.
“Hey, everybody!” I yelled to cut through the muttering and small conversations.
The women fell silent and looked up at me with wide, trusting eyes, ready to hear what I said and follow my commands without question. It was an intoxicating sight, but I pushed it away to enjoy later.
I had work to do.
“This is our last day on this island, so we need to make it count,” I informed the crowd. “I want to take as many trees down as we can and get them loaded up onto the ship. I’ll need plenty of warriors to guard the workers, so we will separate into groups of fifteen.”
“What trees do you want?” Lezan spoke up with her hand lifted up into the air to get my attention.
“The long straight ones are the best for building,” I explained. “But I think it would be cool to take at least one of the twisted trees back to experiment with.”
“You heard Draco Rex,” Sela said in a loud voice as she stepped through the group. “Time to get moving. Get your breakfast, grab your gear, then join in with a team. I want that ship full before midday!”
“That’s a little extreme,” I murmured under my breath where only she could hear, but a mischievous gleam in her eyes was all I needed to see the warrior woman knew exactly what she was doing.
“I’ll go check on the birds,” Mira offered.
“I will finish removing the meat from the alligator monster,” Jemma said as she looked back over her shoulder at her dragon. “Let’s go, Tirian!”
Ack. The fire dragon mentally gagged as it hovered into the sky. I hope that thing will taste better than it smells.
Picky taste buds, those infants have, George chuckled. Thankfully, my tastes became much more refined once I got older.
“You’re not that old, George.” I rolled my eyes at the water dragon’s comment.
“Who are you putting in charge of lumber?” Sela asked pointedly.
“You, of course.” I grinned. “Pay close attention to how much the ship dips into the water. We don’t want to add too much weight.”
“Yes, my king,” Sela replied with a curt nod before she jogged off to start her tasks, and Mira, Jemma, and Tirian dashed off to get to work, as well.
What shall I do, dear one? George questioned with innocent eyes.
“Go with Sela,” I ordered my companion. “She’s going to need those chompers of yours to cut down the trees. Plus, you’ll be able to transport the heavier logs out to the ship and back quicker than if we use a rowboat. If you’re okay with being a temporary pack mule, that is.”
The water dragon gave me a toothy grin and then bowed down like a dog greeting its master.
It’ll be my pleasure, he mused. In fact, I may make a bit of a game out of it with the dragon women…
George hopped around like an excited puppy before he barreled off into the tree line and vanished after Sela.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nadir talking to some of the other racoon women in hushed whispers, and I could tell by the looks on their faces that something was up, so I made a beeline for them. When they noticed my approach, they all fell silent and gave me innocent eyes.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about over here,” I teased as I sauntered into the circle of beautiful racoon women, “but I’m sure it’s not good.”
The women’s’ dark eyes averted downward as their faces flushed. Except for Nadir. Her deep black orbs were locked squarely with my own, and a sly, toothy grin slid up her face.
Now, I was really curious about their conversation, though I was pretty sure it had something to do with the fact their de facto leader had rode me raw the other day.
“I was just reassuring the rest of my friends that your seed is as strong as your will,” the dark-eyed woman purred, “and your endurance. They all can’t wait to bear your clever children, Ben.”
Several of the Coonag women raised their heads, and they looked at me with a mix of hunger and pure lust in their eyes. My cock throbbed in my pants, and I thought about taking each and every one of them to bed with me, filling them with my seed, and helping them repopulate their species with my children.
Though, I’d admit, my mind mostly lingered on the “taking them to bed” part.
“I’m always available to help.” I winked as I tried to keep my cool. “Unfortunately, right now we’ve still got work to do. But I promise there’ll be all the time in the world for… repopulating when we get back to our base.”
“You heard the man.” Nadir grinned as she whistled and motioned in the direction of the boat. “The sooner we get everything loaded up onto the boat, the sooner his love can be yours.”
The Coonag women looked around at each other excitedly before Lezan glided over and placed her hand on my chest. Her deep black eyes were full of excitement as she traced her fingers around my right pec and bit her thin lip, and I could tell she was surely fantasizing about what she wanted to do to me in bed.
My dick grew harder at her delicate-yet-rough touch, though I tried to keep it out of sight and out of mind for the moment.
“I, for one, can’t wait for my next turn with you,” the multi-color haired woman whispered. “Which is all the more reason to get this ship ready to set sail. What can we do to help?”
“Excuse me?” Nadir hissed as she took a step forward. “I’m the one giving orders around here, Lezan.”
“Just trying to help,” Lezan growled at Nadir, and she stepped away from me and held up her arms in conceit. “No need to bite my head off about it.”
“Please,” Nadir prodded and rolled her eyes. “If I wanted to bite your head off, I would have done it a long time ago.”
There was something sexy about watching these two bicker back and forth. Even though they both seemed to be speaking in jest, there was fire behind their every word as they stared each other down with an intensity that could melt steel. Luckily for me, their white-hot passion always spilled over into the bedroom, as well.
“Ladies, ladies,” I chuckled and stepped in between them, “There’s no need to fight. I actually saved the simplest job for you guys, considering you’ve never sailed or anything like that.”
Instantly, Lezan and Nadir both turned to me and placed their hands firmly on their hips.
“The Coonag people are strong and clever,” Nadir reaffirmed. “You don’t have to give us a simple task. In fact, I think I’m going to go help Sela with the lumber, instead.”
“Me, too,” the ever-persistent Lezan agreed, since she didn’t want to be outdone by her rival.
I raised my finger to try and stop them, but the two bushy-tailed women turned around and dashed off toward the forest before I could get a word out. Instead, I just shrugged and turned back to the rest of the Coonag women.
“I was going to tell them all they had to do was restock our water supply,” I explained. “We still have a barrel left, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.”
My audience nodded, though I could see in their eyes that they were confused. Finally, Malak raised her hand timidly. The Coonag woman brushed a lock of her cropped gray hair out of her eyes, which revealed her beautiful amber peepers.
“Maybe this is a dumb question,” she began before she gestured out to the sea before us. “But why must you collect water? Can’t we just harvest it from the great water along the way?”
Oh, my. These women may have been fierce warriors, but it was looking like I was going to have to teach them a lot more about seafari
ng than I originally had thought. So, I inhaled deeply, crossed my arms over my chest, and began to give lesson number one.
“We can’t drink salt water,” I explained. “That stuff will dehydrate you quicker than a twelve-pack of Coors on a hundred-degree day.”
The amber eyed woman raised an eyebrow at me, and I could only sigh. I knew they wouldn’t get the reference from my world, but I was gonna keep trying, damn it.
“We know that, Ben,” Jira now spoke up as she shook her head, and her white hair bounced in unison. “What I think Malak is trying to ask is ‘why couldn’t we just boil it?’”
“Please tell me you guys haven’t been drinking straight-up boiled sea water…” I trailed off skeptically.
“Of course not!” the white-haired woman gasped. “We’ve always had fresh water sources to draw from. But I remember our mates talking about how it could be done, should we ever get so desperate.”
“It still wouldn’t work.” I shook my head. “Even though boiling the water would kill any bacteria, anything that remains in the pot is still going to be salty water. If you want drinkable liquid, you have to collect the steam that’s evaporating off the top. Essentially, you have to distill it with the proper equipment, which we don’t have. And even then, it’s not like we could get a fire hot enough to get the water boiling. At least, not with a ship of this type.”
It was true. Even though I spent most of my time in the Coast Guard on modern-day vessels with kitchens full of the most up-to-date stainless-steel appliances, the ships in this world were old-school wooden crafts. Sure, they had a small cooking area below deck, but the most you could do with that was use hot coals, inside of a steel container filled with sand, to warm up food that had already been preserved.
Contrary to what you saw in the movies, a fire-operated stove in the middle of a giant wooden ship, out in the middle of the ocean, was a recipe for disaster.
Malak hung her head and frowned. “I was just trying to make things easier.”
I walked over to Malak, wrapped my arm around her, and then kissed her on the forehead softly.
