by Tamryn Tamer
“Goddess!” Lysandra squealed as her body tensed and immediately relaxed, leading to a deluge of her juices flowing from her already soaked cunt. She panted and collapsed as Frost released her from his grasp, grinning victoriously as he looked down at his white-haired priestess. Her violet eyes fixated on him again as she rolled over and crawled toward him, quickly gripping his cock before he could react. “I need this.”
“Holy…” Frost groaned as Lysandra quickly took his thick cock in her mouth. Her tongue slithered against the tip of his cock, wrapping around it like a serpent as her head bobbed. She looked up at him, her violet eyes burrowing into him as her pink lips enveloped his cock. “Fuck that feels amazing.”
“Mmffm,” Lysandra moaned as saliva dripped from her mouth. She gradually took him down as her tongue slid against the base of this thick shaft. The beautiful elf arched her back and thrust her ass in the air as she sucked on his cock, as if showcasing how perfectly heart shaped her rear was.
Frost ran his fingers through her silky white hair as the tip of his thick cock pressed against the back of her throat. His cock twitched and Lysandra tried to take him deeper, forcing his cock into her constricted throat. She let out a long groan and Frost could feel the vibrations as she took him deeper, until his cock had completely vanished into her mouth, her lips wrapping around the base.
“Mmm!” Lysandra groaned loudly while staring up at him, violet eyes watering as she slowly pulled her head away, revealing his large saliva drenched cock. She slurped excitedly as her tongue massaged the base of his sensitive tip, causing his cock to spasm uncontrollably before taking it back down. She placed her hand over the hand Frost was running through her silky hair and pushed down, as if commanding him to do the same.
“You are so fucking sexy right now,” Frost said, as the elf took down his cock. He smirked while running his fingers through her hair one more time, gripped her head, and pushed it down.
Lysandra squealed as Frost began thrusting his thick dick down her throat, relishing the sensation as it slid down her tight esophagus and the feeling as he leisurely pulled it back out. He watched her face as it contorted, increasing his pace as her eyes watered until he was roughly fucking her mouth with his massive cock. He waited for some sign that she wasn’t enjoying it but the more he fucked her, the more she seemed to love it.
“Fuck, I’m going to…” Frost shoved Lysandra’s head down as his cock spasmed in her throat, releasing a massive load directly into her stomach. The beautiful violet-eyed elf moaned as she stared up at him, hungrily gulping down every bit of his load. “Holy fuck, you’re amazing.”
Lysandra slowly pulled his thick cock from her mouth and smiled at him, “Now…” Lysandra quickly changed positions. The beautiful elf leaned back and hooked her arms beneath her knees, pulling them back and apart as she presented her dripping pussy to him. The hole of her pink little cunt twitched excited as she eagerly waited for him. “I need you inside of me. Please husband.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Frost said as he crawled into the bed with her. He playfully teased her wet cunt with the tip of his cock, running it up and down against her slit and tapping it against her clit. “So…”
“I need your cock,” Lysandra said, cutting Frost off before he could tease her further. “Please, shove your cock inside of my naughty cunt. Look how wet you’ve made me. Please, I need it.”
“You know…” Frost sighed and shook his head. Lysandra gasped in delight as he slipped the tip of his cock in her soaked pussy. Her warmth spread through him like a wildfire as her pussy squeezed him. He leaned down and kissed her soft naked breast, licking her hard nipple as she trembled beneath him. “I’m not complaining but you could at least pretend to be shy about what you want.”
“You’ve been gone for a week,” Lysandra whimpered as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “I’ll be shy later. Right now, I need this so bad. Please, please, please.”
“You’re so cute when you beg,” Frost said as he teased one nipple with his tongue and the other with his fingers. He gradually slid his cock deeper inside of the quivering elf’s burning depths. He could feel the convulsions of her drenched pussy against his cock, squeezing and pulling him as if trying to swallow it. “And you feel so fucking amazing.”
“Yes!” Lysandra let out a high-pitched squeal as Frost’s thick cock stretched her scorching pink cunt, her juices dousing it as he shoved himself deeper inside. Every inch in her hellishly hot cunt felt like heaven as the heat permeated his body. Lysandra pulled her legs apart further, lifting her ass slightly into him as if begging him to dive deeper into the depths of the blistering inferno.
“Fuck,” Frost groaned as he felt the tip of his cock press against her deepest recesses. Lysandra’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she released a loud pleasured groan. Her ample nectar started pouring out as he slowly removed his cock from her convulsing cunt. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Lysandra whimpered as he rested the tip of his cock in her pussy, waiting and watching as she rolled her hips, attempting to coax it deeper inside immediately. He slid it back in, slowly as he watched her face contort with pleasure. He made sure she could savor every inch of his thick cock as it stretched her insides to their limits. The violet-eyed elf moaned loudly as he pressed against her core, causing his cock to throb with excitement. “Yesssss…that feels so good.”
Frost grinned wickedly as he stared at the gorgeous elf, holding her legs back, spreading them for him, welcoming him. Her large breasts and perfect nipples were completely exposed as her translucent robe laid open. Her white hair was sprawled everywhere and her gorgeous violet eyes rolled into the back of her head as she moaned in delight. He couldn’t believe how completely infatuated he was with his pointy-eared wife.
“That’s it for the warm up,” Frost growled as he leaned up, admiring her as he gripped the bottoms of her thighs. His next thrust was faster, the tip tapping her core slightly harder. Her twisted smile returned and he felt her trying to wiggle her ass for him. She wanted more. “I’m going to fuck this sexy little elf pussy until you can’t take it anymore, understood?”
“Yes!” Lysandra nodded excitedly. “Fuck this little elf pussy. This is your elf pussy!”
“Damn straight,” he smirked as he began thrusting his cock inside of her, increasing his speed as he watched her face warp with pleasure. Her beautiful violet eyes rolled back as her moans echoed throughout the room. Her juices splattering against his hips as his thrusts forced the slick liquid from her tight pink chasm. Lysandra’s gorgeous tits bounced hypnotically as he fucked the submissive elf.
Frost felt her pink insides convulsing as her entire body started to tremble. Every piecing thrust caused her to gradually lose control. Her body started moving with his, spreading her legs wider as he plunged himself deeper. Lysandra pulled her legs back further, angling her ass upward until Frost was thrusting straight down into the elf as he abused her poor pussy.
“Goddess,” Lysandra moaned as if she were half dazed. “I’m…I’m…”
Lysandra’s juices splattered against Frost’s abdomen and dripped down onto the slender elf’s body. Her warm nectar flowed down her stomach and pooled between her breasts as he continued to fuck her. Another deluge of liquid burst forth as the elf came again, her pussy squeezing his cock as her entire body convulsed.
“Please,” the white-haired elf moaned as he fucked her. “Please…”
“Fuck,” Frost groaned as his cock tensed. Lysandra’s tight cunt gripped him, refusing to let go as he released inside of her, his warm seed filling the elf’s drenched pussy. Every pulse of his cock was met with the sensation of Lysandra’s pussy tightening, as if to prevent even a single drop of his cum from leaving. He leaned down and buried his face in the gorgeous elf’s neck as she gasped for air.
“I love you my husband,” Lysandra whimpered, completely out of breath. She let go of her legs and wrapped them around his waist while simultaneo
usly wrapping her arms around his neck. The white-haired elf nuzzled into his neck, panting happily. “I’ve missed you so much. You can’t leave for so long right now. It’s too hard for me.”
“I hear it’s been hard for everybody,” Frost teased as he began kissing her ear. Her legs tightened around him as she shoved her hips against him, grinding them up and down, savoring the sensation of his cock resting inside of her. “Brynn says that you’ve been riding her awfully hard.”
“I can’t help it,” Lysandra said, pouting at him. “It takes me hours with anybody but you. Pregnant elves need their husbands.
“I understand,” Frost said as he rolled off of her. “So, how many days can I leave at a time? Four?”
“Frost!” Lysandra pouted as she rested her head against his chest. “I suppose it can’t be helped though. All of the new elves were telling me about how amazing you were and how happy they are. So, I guess I can deal with it as long as you don’t mind me seeking out help from the others. It’s not like it’s completely unbearable and it’s only for a year.”
“Right,” Frost said, gently stroking Lysandra’s hair as she ran her fingers up and down his chest. He wasn’t really surprised that Lysandra ended up pregnant so quickly. In a world where you could learn an ability that prevented pregnancy with a hundred percent success rate, it stood to reason that women got pregnant easily, otherwise birth rates would have been near zero. He was surprised to find out that elf pregnancies last a year.
“Are you happy?” Lysandra asked, looking up at him hopefully. “I’m so happy. You’ve made me so happy.”
“So happy,” Frost laughed. Although he didn’t feel a need to mention that as happy as he was, he was also fucking terrified. He really hadn’t thought about what he would do when she eventually popped out a child. “You’re going to make a great mother.”
“You think so?” Lysandra blushed. “You’ve seen what my mother is like.”
“She’s not that bad,” Frost smirked. “Sure, she killed a few thousand people but my numbers are getting up there as well. This last month alone…”
“Not because of that!” Lysandra laughed while playfully smacking his chest. “You know what I’m talking about! She gets so obsessive! She finds somebody to obsess over and chases them around showering them in affection until they can’t take it anymore. I suppose I should be happy that she’s not chasing me around.”
Frost and Lysandra turned toward the window of the bedroom as the inside latch popped open. The windows flew open and a cloaked intruder jumped inside, quickly closing the windows behind them.
“Paralyze!” Lysandra said while gesturing at the intruder but it didn’t even slow them down as they walked toward the bed. Frost immediately recognized the intruder and sighed as he realized that between the recent increases in levels and her training to build up magic resistance, the spell wouldn’t work. “Paralyze!”
“That doesn’t work on me anymore,” the intruder said proudly as she pulled down a dark mask, revealing Renna’s mischievous smile. “My resistance to electric and paralysis are both level eight and I’m within six levels of you!”
“Renna!” Lysandra growled. “You frightened me and…”
“Shh!” Renna said, glancing around anxiously. “Don’t say my name so loud you ancient hag! She’ll hear you!”
“Who will…oh,” Lysandra smirked. “You’re talking about my mother. Are you hiding from her again? That’s so strange because the last time I talked with my mother she said that your engagement was going wonderfully and was asking how soon we could have the wedding…”
“Very funny you dried up crone,” Renna said, her emerald eyes narrowing as she glared at Lysandra. She tossed her black robe on the chair with Frost’s clothing and kicked her boots off next to his. “You could have warned me…”
“I told you not to be with my mother,” Lysandra said, smiling triumphantly. “You just assumed it was because I thought it was gross. But I grew up seeing what my mother’s relationships were like. So, it serves you right!”
“You said she was too old for me,” Renna snapped while tossing the last of her clothing aside until she was in her underwear. Her black thong left nothing to the imagination and her and toned legs looked absolutely amazing. Frost admired her athletic physique as the tan elf stood there in her thong, her pale petite chest and pink nipples contrasting her otherwise tan body. It’d been so long since he’d been with her, he forgot how sexy the tomboyish elf was. “You could have given me a real warning. You could have said, hey, Renna, just so you know, my old bitch mother is psychotically obsessive!”
“You only slept with my mother to make me angry so it serves you right,” Lysandra huffed.
“I slept with her because she was sad and lonely and thought nobody would love her,” Renna snapped. “Making you angry was just a bonus!”
“Well,” Lysandra smiled. “You’ve made your bed. Now you can sleep in it!”
“That’s the plan,” Renna said, removing her thong before jumping into bed next to them, pressing her body against Frost’s free side as Lysandra cuddled up against the other. The green-haired elf looked up at Frost and smiled lovingly. “So, I don’t suppose you have any energy left for me?”
“He’s rather exhausted,” Lysandra grinned wickedly. “If you’re looking for special attention maybe we should call my mother…”
“No!” Renna objected as she reached over Frost to cover Lysandra’s mouth. “You don’t know what it’s like being around her! She just follows you around showering you in affection and making you gifts and telling you how pretty you are and it sounds great but if you ask for some alone time…”
“I was raised by her,” Lysandra said coldly. “She cries and cries about how you don’t love her and tells you all the things she loves about you and buys you presents until you eventually give in.
“Then you should understand! Please, don’t make me go back to her tonight,” Renna said, pouting at Lysandra like a starving pup. “I hardly ever get to see Herald Frost anymore and I work so hard for the village. I go hunting every day to level up and help at the stables and at the school. I just want to sleep with Herald Frost for one night.”
“Lysandra,” Frost pouted at his wife in solidarity with Renna. “She used to spend every night in bed with us.”
“Fine,” Lysandra said, wrapping her arm around him possessively. “But you’re going to have to start being nicer to me. No more calling me old or ugly or a crone or saying I’m all dried up.”
“She’s certainly not dried up,” Frost joked as he ran his finger along her pink slit.
“Are you sure you want to get me started again?” Lysandra said, smiling playfully.
“Well,” Frost glanced at Renna and then back at Lysandra. “Renna’s not wrong that it’s been quite a while for her. And I can’t possibly fool around with her and not include you.”
“I suppose you have a good point,” Lysandra said seductively. “And Renna is technically keeping my mother occupied so she’s not always following me around.”
“Really?” Renna said excitedly, her tan athletic leg wrapping around him while she slid her hand down toward his cock.
Three quick knocks came from the door and before anybody could respond the door was already opening.
“Found you!” Cassia said as she walked in uninvited. “Look at this! The two most perfect women in the world getting along! My beautiful fiancée and the absolutely most perfect little daughter a mother could ever ask for!”
“Help,” Renna whispered in Frost’s ear, digging her fingernails into his side like a cat. “Please.”
“Cassia,” Frost sighed while staring at the emerald-haired elf. “Do you mind if Renna stays here tonight? She misses being able to cuddle with Lysandra and…”
“That’s a wonderful idea!” Cassia said happily, shutting the door behind her. “Renna my love! Why didn’t you just say you wanted to have a sleepover? Now that you’ve mentioned it, it’s been a wh
ile since I’ve gotten to cuddle with my perfect little girl as well. We’ve been so busy.”
“What have you done?” Lysandra hissed in his ear as Cassia began removing her clothing, revealing her ample chest and perfect frame. She was the spitting image of Lysandra except for slightly larger chest and hips. He just couldn’t look away as the gorgeous elf undressed. “And stop staring at my mother like that. You said that you weren’t interested in her.”
“I’m not,” Frost said, smiling guiltily. “I was just thinking of how alike you too look and how you’re only going to get more beautiful.”
“More beautiful?” Lysandra growled. “That implies that my mother is more beautiful than me, doesn’t it?”
“I mean you’re already so much prettier than her now, I can only imagine how pretty you’re going to look after you have the baby,” Frost said, somewhat proud of his recovery.
“Move over my love,” Cassia said while sliding into bed behind Renna as the petite elf found herself stuck between Cassia and Frost. “This was a good idea. I’ve missed sleeping in a nice big bed with other people.”
“Goddess help me…” Renna growled as she resigned herself to her position.
CHAPTER 9
Frost only had a few real responsibilities around the village.
His primary responsibility was meeting with Brynn, Desdemona, and Lysandra to cover any issues that had come up while he was away. Between the three women they were perfectly capable of making decisions but Frost often provided approaches that they never considered.
The fact was, their world wasn’t as technologically or socially advanced as his own.
None of the women were what he would call educated. While Brynn did attend an academy, she mostly learned basic reading, writing, and mathematics along with a nobleman’s duties. Lysandra was able to read and write but her level was what you would expect from an elf that was homeschooled by her uneducated mother. As for Desdemona, she was probably the most educated of the group simply due to the responsibilities she was given in her brother’s army.
