Elven Mage's Submissive Passion

by Reed James

She didn't want to die. She had something to live for. Found it with him. The other women. She could put aside her vengeance if he ordered it. She could give up her pain on his command. Kulrigiizhai stared into his eyes.

  “This elf is yours, Marcus Aurelius.”

  He stared into them for the longest time. Then he kissed her. In that moment, she felt the change. She went from being a member of his party to his harem. A shift clicked in her soul as she utterly surrendered even her vengeance to the man she loved.

  I love him, burst through her soul. I can love still.

  More tears fell. She kissed him and trembled in his arms. She loved him and sobbed out her joy. Trembling, she felt reborn. She held tight to him, her naked body pressed against his. Her large breasts crushed against his chest.

  He broke the kiss. “He will pay for what he did to you, Kulri. I promise you that. Cocksucker is going to choke on his own dick.”

  His crude words brought a smile to Kulrigiizhai's lips. “Thank you, Marcus Aurelius. Thank you so much.”

  She kissed him. Before she could stop herself, her lips found his, seasoned by the salt of her tears. He growled and unleashed his passion. She shuddered, a dizzying surge rippling through her as she melted against him, her nipples poking hard against his side.

  She had stripped herself naked before him, exposed herself, and welcomed whatever he would do to her.

  I love you, Marcus Aurelius.

  * * / *

  The salty kiss reawakened my passion. Through the anger boiling through my veins, lust throbbed in my cock. It swelled hard as I held Kulri's curvaceous body in my arms. The elf Wizard felt so soft and feminine and vulnerable. She's open to me.

  Surrendered everything to me.

  What an aphrodisiac that was.

  I kissed her with hunger and pushed her down to the wet grass. She doesn't resist. She's utterly pliant in my arms. She stretches out on her back, her lips locked to mine. The blood screamed through my vein, my heart pumping a mile a minute. My tongue thrust into her mouth while my hands sweep up her body.

  Find her breasts.

  I cupped those large tits of hers. They were such soft, pillowy perfection. I kneaded them as we kiss. Her nipples rubbed hard into my chest. I loved the feel of them as I played with her breasts. I jiggled them, rubbing those nipples up and down my muscular flesh.

  Kulri moaned into the kiss. Her eyes fluttered. She tasted so sweet. I wanted to keep kissing her mouth, but there were other places I wanted to taste her. I hungered to lick every bit of her. To worship my elf. She'd gone days without an orgasm.

  She deserved to drown in them.

  I broke the kiss. “Kulri, I'm going to love you. I want you to cum as much as you want. Don't hold anything back.”

  “Yes, Marcus... Aurelius...” she panted, her tits rising and falling in my squeezing hands.

  I grinned at her breathless words. Then I moved down her body and pressed my face between her big and lush mounds. I squeezed her breasts about my face. I rubbed them back and forth, savoring how she felt against me. My whiskers rasped on her silky flesh. Her sweet scent filled my nose mixed with the salt of her skin.

  I licked at her right boob. My tongue bathed over her skin. I climbed up her, dragging my tongue higher and higher. She whimpered, her body squirming beneath me. Her shifting thighs brushed my flesh. My dick throbbed, aching to be in her

  I ignored it.

  I climbed to the pinnacle of her tit. I flicked her nub, her breasts quivering. Then I swallowed her fat nipple. I locked my mouth around it and suckled with hunger. It was a shame she'd used her robes already today. Her breast milk was fantastic.

  “Marcus Aurelius,” she moaned. “That's... that's... Stars and boughs, that's good. Oh, yes, yes. By the First Tree and Acorn, that's so good.”

  I popped my mouth off. “You sound like you're going to cum. Just from this?”

  I pinched both her nipples and then twisted them.

  “Yes, Marcus Aurelius!” she gasped, her face twisting in rapture.

  The emotions on her face were amazing to see. Not just lust, but joy. Her soft-violet eyes shone in the moonlight. Her tongue flicked over her lips, leaving them gleaming. I tweaked both her nipples, bringing another gasp from her lips.

  Then I ducked down and sucked her left nub into my mouth, enjoying it. The salty flavor of her skin filled my mouth. I savored the texture of her. I swirled around, caressing her areola. She whimpered and groaned, twisting on the ground.

  I loved all the sounds she made as I loved her nipple. I suckled on her. She gasped. Her body squirmed. Her mouth opened and closed. Her pointed ears fluttered. I nursed with hunger, drawing in her areola into my lips.

  “M-Marcus Aurelius!” she gasped, her head tossing.

  I twisted her other nipple.

  “Stars and boughs! I'm cumming! Marcus Aurelius. I love you! I love you so much!”

  She bucked beneath me. Her passion sang out through the night. Such a beautiful thing to hear. I savored it as I nursed on her nipple. I suckled on it as she squirmed. The sweet scent of her pussy filled my nose. My dick throbbed for her. Ached with a powerful need.

  I didn't care. Kulri deserved all the pleasure right now. I could go all night without cumming. I would worship her. Show her something different. The anger surged through me again. I sucked so hard on her nipple.

  I would make Veazzuaxziag suffer for days.

  “Marcus Aurelius!” Kulri mewled, her body's twitching dying down. “Oh, that was beautiful.”

  My mouth popped off her nipple. “Not as beautiful as this will be.”

  I pushed down her body, my lips kissing at her smooth stomach now. I felt her lean flesh. I licked up more salt, savoring the taste of her. The sweet aroma beckoned me lower and lower. My mouth watered for elf pussy. My dick throbbed for it, too.

  I kissed lower and lower. Licking. Smooching. I sucked on her pale-white flesh, leaning red marks that faded. She groaned, her big boobs jiggling. I stared at them quivering in the moonlight, her nipples thrusting up hard and proud.

  I came to her navel. I thrust my tongue into her bellybutton.

  “Marcus Aurelius, yes!” She shuddered, her divot tightening around my tongue. Then she burst into laughter.

  It was the first time I'd ever heard her laugh. I savored the sound, emotion burning in my eyes. Pure. Beautiful. Girlish. I swirled my tongue around in her bellybutton, savoring the mirth. Her big boobs jiggled together.

  It was the most amazing sound in the world. I was so thrilled to have heard it.

  Her chortles died off into panting. “Marcus... Aurelius...”

  I moved lower. I kissed down to her pubic mound. Her sweet musk filled my nose with every inhalation now. Her thighs spread wide. Her flesh grew damp. I tasted her excitement as I crossed her hairless pudenda.

  Then I was at her pussy folds.

  I nuzzled into her juicy petals. My fingers parted her open. I fluttered up and down, gathering up her sweet nectar. She whimpered and moaned, her boobs swaying. I pulled back for a moment and just stared at her pussy.

  “Gorgeous,” I breathed at her pink depths exposed.

  “Thank you, Marcus Aurelius,” she whimpered.

  “I'm going to devour this cunt, Kulri. I'm going to lick it. Lap at it. I'm going to make you explode!”

  “Yes!” she moaned. “Please, please, I want that. It would make me so happy, Marcus Aurelius. And then... Then I want your cock in me.”

  “You'll get all my dick you can take tonight.”

  For a moment, I thought it sounded like she was crying. “You are an incredible man.”

  “And you are a stunning and powerful and sexy as fuck elven Wizard!”

  I buried my face into her twat and licked at her flesh. My tongue fluttered up and down. I lapped at her, caressed her. I stroked her petals, still holding her open with my fingers. I reached so deep into her, scooping out her cream.

  Then I moved my digits. I slid my right hand up to he
r clit. I massaged her little bud. My left went lower, stroking down her taint to find her naughty asshole. I massaged her backdoor, rubbing on her while my tongue plundered into her pussy's depths.

  I soaked my taste buds in her sweet cream. Her silky walls squeezed about my probing tongue. She groaned, her thighs clenching about my face. The gorgeous elf held me pinned to her twat. She humped against me, smearing her hot flesh on my face.

  “Marcus Aurelius!” she moaned out to the night. “Yes, yes, Marcus Aurelius. I love you! You're my master! I'm yours!”

  Such sweet words to hear while devouring such a tasty pussy.

  I rubbed her clit in slow circles while pressing my finger on her back door. I pushed against her, loving the way her anal ring slowly parted. She stretched wider and wider. She gasped as my finger rammed into her anal depths.

  Her bowels clenched about my digit as I sank it down to its second knuckle. I pumped it in and out of her while swirling my tongue around in her pussy. Her juices grew hotter. She shuddered, her stomach flexing. Those large, lush boobs quivered with her every movement.

  “You spoil me, Marcus Aurelius!” she gasped. “I'm going to cum. By the first acorn, I'm going to cum so hard.”

  I thrust my finger faster and faster in and out of her tight asshole. Her bowels gripped my digit while my tongue danced through her pussy. Her walls quivered against my tongue. Both her holes clenched on my probing appendages.

  I stroked her clit faster and faster. I massaged it. Gasps burst from her lips, squeaking sounds of delight. Her body bucked. Tits heaved together. Then she cried out in wordless rapture. Her asshole rippled around my finger.

  Sweet pussy cream gushed into my mouth.

  “Marcus Aurelius!”

  I lapped up the flood of her climactic juices gushing out of her. I licked up every drop I could get and swallowed them all. I devoured her passion. My finger rubbed on her clit as I savored the sweet delight flowing out of her yummy cunt. Her thighs squeezed about my head, pinning me to her twat.

  She squirmed as I didn't relent. I pumped my finger in and out of her asshole, stimulating her. Giving her more and more rapture. I wanted her drowning in it. I wanted her gasping out in utter rapture for all the world to hear.

  For the Shattered Lands to hear her passion. Out beyond the purple barriers separating this chunk from the others. I wanted that bastard who tried to steal away everything good about her, to twist her into a thing, to hear her gasping pleasure.

  Her joy.

  “Marcus Aurelius!” she gasped, another gush of orgasmic froth washing out of her pussy.

  I lapped up the foamy passion. I licked up her sweet cream, feasting on her. My finger stroked her bud. Her big tits heaved. Her body bucked, pale-blonde hair dancing around her head. She arched her back, grinding her cunt against my mouth, smearing that twat around me.

  It was incredible to enjoy. I savored the feast. I lapped at her. Ate her. The pleasure spilled out of her and into my hungry mouth. It was incredible to enjoy. I never wanted this to stop. I wanted to worship her forever, my cock's needs be damned.

  “Marcus Aurelius, please!” she moaned, more rapturous juices squirting from her pussy. “Your cock. Please, please, let me cum on your cock now. I need to be filled. Let me cum on your dick!”

  “Yes!” I growled. This was her night. Her one chance to have all her desires fulfilled. I would control them going forward, giving her what she needed.

  She shot her hands down with greedy delight to grasp me. I rose over her, pussy cream dripping from my chin to land on her heaving breasts. Her delicate fingers guided me to her hairless twat. She pressed me into her juicy folds.

  “Make love to me, Marcus Aurelius!”

  I thrust into my elf.

  The Wizard gasped as I filled her. My dick penetrated into her juicy folds, savoring her rippling flesh sliding over my pierced tip. My cock ring shifted in her, adding more delight to the pleasure already flowing down my shaft to my balls.

  My nuts smacked into her taint. I bottomed out in her. She gasped, her breasts heaving beneath me. Greedy arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me down to her lips. My chest crushed her pillowy breasts. They spread out beneath me, her nipples throbbing against me.

  I kissed her. She groaned, her tongue darting out to taste her own pussy juices while her twat writhed around my cock.

  It was utter heaven. Just pure delight. I groaned as I thrust in and out of her. I buried into her again and again. The delight swept through me as I pumped hard at her. Fast. I groaned, burying into her depths with hard strokes.

  Her cunt sucked at me. I shuddered as she moaned into the kiss. Her flesh kept convulsing. Her orgasm spilled through her over and over again. I could feel it in how she squealed and trembled beneath me. In how her cunt sucked at my dick.

  I loved it.

  I savored every stroke into her silky flesh. Her wet heat massaged me. My balls, cracking into her taint over and over again, brimmed with all that jizz. The pressure swelled in them, fed by the friction caressing my spongy crown.

  My cock ring, threaded through my dick, twisted around and massaged my sensitive flesh. It gave us both more pleasure. I shuddered, savoring burying into her again and again. I plunged to the hilt in her. I slammed deep and hard into her cunt. This was it. This was amazing.

  I broke the kiss. “Damn, Kulri.”

  “Please, please, cum in me!” moaned my elf. “You feel so good in me. I have missed this cock all these days. I was so stubborn. I'm sorry!”

  “You're forgiven,” I groaned, thrusting into her sucking depths. “Cum! Just keep cumming. You've earned it!”

  “Yes!”

  Her fingernails raked across my back. Her twat spasmed with more hunger around my cock. I groaned as the assault on my aching balls swelled. I wanted to pump my seed into her. That pressure pressed up to the tip of my dick.

  I slammed into her, groaning as I plunged away at her. I thrust into her again and again, coming closer and closer to spurting into her. The heady rush swept through my body. It built in me. I groaned, trembling and swelling. My heart beat so fast. A wild drum that pumped heat through me.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Kulri gasped. “Please, erupt in me. I want your jizz.”

  “Fuck!” I roared and slammed to the hilt in her climaxing pussy.

  I basted my elven Wizard in cum.

  My jizz erupted out of my pierced cock. Powerful spurt after powerful spurt erupted from me. The heady rush slammed into my mind. Stars burst before me. I groaned, my back arching. More and more of my seed splashed into her twat. It was incredible. The heat blazed in me. My balls unloaded again and again.

  “Marcus Aurelius!” she gasped.

  Her pussy milked out my cum. That wonderful heat pumped out of me. It was astonishing. Her twat rippled about me. She worked it all out of me while the rapture slammed into my mind. I groaned, dizzy from the heady lust.

  “Goddamn, you are mine forever.”

  “Yours!” she breathed.

  Then I groaned, collapsing on her. She nuzzled her nose into mine. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful feel of her pussy rippling around me. I kissed her while wanting to just lie on her forever. Her fingernails clawed my back.

  “That was so beautiful,” Éjyona shouted.

  “Quiet!” hissed Twist.

  “I knew this was an ill-thought-out action,” Dëshoma groaned.

  “Uh, hi,” Maria said. “We, uh, just came when the moaning started.”

  “When I felt a new sister joining thine harem,” added Dëshoma. “Lady Kulrigiizhai, thou shalt never regret thy choice to place thine heart into Lord Marcus's hands. For surely he shall fight with all his marrow to protect thee.”

  “I know,” Kulri said to me, smiling.

  I smiled back and kissed her as the others surged in to love her with me. We had done something amazing. I was so proud of my women. So glad that I had them with me. We would save this fractured world, the prophecy be damned.

/>   Epilogue: The Dark Twin

  It had taken us a full day of hiking in a straight path to get back to the Shardpool. Signs of the blight already retreated. No maddened beasts or kobolds or plagued humans attacked us. The Airy Plateau was returning to normalcy. Those who survived, and I had to believe there were survivors across this vast area, would pick up their lives and grieve those they lost.

  We had done what we could for them.

  I touched the new shard. A place to explore once we had gotten back and sold our loot.

  “I think I'm going straight back to Liberus,” Éjyona said. “I want to uncover more about what's going on.”

  I glanced at her. “Oh?”

  The halfling grinned at me, looking cute and adorable. “But don't think this is the last you've seen of me. I'm thinking that harem of yours is appealing. If I can't find anything better...”

  “You will not,” Kulri promised, a smile on her face. The changes to her were as startling as they were delightful.

  “No,” Maria said, looking down at her feet.

  Éjyona darted to me. I knelt down and swept her up. I kissed her on the mouth, loving the halfling Gunner. She had a playfulness about her I would miss on our next mission. My hands slid down and squeezed her rump.

  Then something happened. A shift that had me groaning. An invitation from Éjyona. I accepted it and welcomed her into my harem. My dick throbbed in my leather pants. I broke the kiss, panting as she grinned.

  “What?”

  “Kulri's very convincing,” she said and then jumped into the Shardpool. As the blue light rose around her, she waved at me. “See you in a while, Master!”

  Then she was gone.

  “Did she...?” Maria asked in shock.

  “She did,” Kulri said, sharing a knowing glance with Dëshoma.

  I glanced at Maria. “Is this where we part?”

  She glanced down at her bag. She'd found the Tear of Ethileri. She swallowed, her face pale. I wanted to beg her to stay. I wanted to fall to my knees and ask her not to go, but she had to help her people. She was only a Shardhunter for this reason.

  “In the morning,” she said. “I... I have to say goodbye to Shelly and Haîcze. And Okzira.”