Phantom Campaign

by Eden Redd

  The two friends turned to Dax, a hunger growing with each passing second.

  “I know it’s been awhile, but please be gen…” Dax couldn’t finish as Fern latched her hands onto his robe and pulled.

  The mage was nearly thrown into the bed, legs up in the air. When they came down, the berserker was on him, ripping open his robe and peering down at the mage’s chest. Fern licked her lips as she pulled open the robe around his waist and looked to his standing member.

  Good thing I went full naked warrior under my robe or my small clothes would have been shredded.

  Zarra stepped over, one hand on Fern’s shoulder, but her gaze on Dax. “We should talk a little.”

  “You two can talk. I miss having that cock in my mouth,” Fern growled before she fell to her knees.

  Dax couldn’t get a word in edgewise as Fern’s lips wrapped around the shaft and slowly began to suck on his throbbing member. Pleasure and bliss spiked as Dax was sitting up on the edge of the bed, Fern’s head slowly bobbing up and down on his rock-hard cock.

  Zarra sat down beside Dax, watching with serpent eyes as Fern couldn’t control herself. Wet sounds rose up like a small melody as the fairy sucked, wet inches appearing and disappearing between her tight lips. Tongue pressed along the underside, Dax’s manhood was pressed to the roof of the fairy’s mouth, making the sensations tight and warm.

  Zarra pressed her heavy breasts to Dax’s arm, her hand on his thigh. “You are wanted by more than Fern and I, you know this?”

  Dax could barely form a coherent thought, urges pushing at him. The time away had caused the mage to not think about the two women he loved so much. When thoughts of them slipped into his mind during daydreams, he wanted nothing more than to spill his seed to their mental images. It was enough to drive him mad at times, wanting to see them again. Now that he was here, with both of them, those urges and wants cracked his very mind as his body screamed for release.

  “It’s alright. I can see the lust in your eyes. I feel the same, but you should enjoy yourself.” Zara smiled and leaned closer, her lips an inch from Dax’s ear.

  “I dreamed of you, slipping into my room. No words were spoken as you woke me with your body on mine. You held no restraint, forcing my thighs open and stabbing me with your cock. I cried out and you covered my mouth, forcing yourself deep. The dreams made me so wet, I would wake with my fingers between my thighs and orgasming to your dream self on me. Your dream fed my desires for hours,” Zara whispered.

  Dax looked to the cleric, her eyes half closed and her lips parted. Heat rolled down from her mouth as her slitted eyes nearly glowed with desire.

  “I’ve missed us,” Dax managed as his breathing quickened.

  “We’ve missed you,” Zarra whispered as she looked down at Fern.

  The fairy’s eyes were closed as she increased the tempo. Dax’s cock thickened as the taste of pre-come touched her tongue. Fern moaned her delight, bobbing faster as her tongue tickled the underside of his throbbing member.

  Zarra looked back up to Dax, leaned in and kissed him. Tongues slipped into open mouths as they played an intimate game. Sensations flowed up and down on Dax’s cock, pulsating with the heat coming off the dragon cleric. Wetness dripped down as Fern moaned her wants.

  Zarra pulled back slightly, her lips curving into a knowing smirk. “Come my mage. Fill her throat so we may speak.”

  Dax couldn’t hold back the weight pressing on his soul. Fern gave a muffled moan as Dax’s cock thickened and molten come spurted into her throat. The fairy ran her lips down to the base as another volley of seed painted her throat. Fern swallowed before another spurt filled her mouth, followed by another.

  The fairy swallowed all of it before she pulled back and took a deep gasp. Dax’s entire body tensed as one last spurt struck the fairy’s chest. Fern smiled as she rubbed it against her skin and stood up.

  Clarity washed over Dax as bliss filled his body. He was barely coherent before he was pulled into the bed by Zarra’s gentle touch. On his back, Zarra lay to one side as Fern climbed onto him.

  “I need more,” the fairy moaned as she straddled the mage and took hold of his still standing member.

  Dax hissed his pleasure as Fern rubbed the end of his cock against her dripping wet valley. Wings fluttered behind the fairy as she slowly impaled herself on Dax’s still hard cock.

  Zarra snuggled close, her hand on Dax’s chest as they both watched Fern move on the mage’s rigid staff.

  “As I said, you are wanted by many,” Zarra whispered.

  “I’m love bound to you both. I know the rules,” Dax said in a low tone as Fern moaned.

  “That is what we should speak on,” Zarra whispered.

  Fern moved her hips up and down while wetness spilled freely from her tight valley. “What… do you… mean,” Fern huffed as she was lost to a symphony of bliss.

  Zarra sat up, her hands caressing the fairy as she moved on Dax. “We should open the binding and allow others to join us.”

  Fern looked to Zarra with half closed eyes. “Why?” she said breathlessly.

  Zarra’s hands lingered, her fingers rubbing Fern’s nipples. “I have smelled them. I have smelled their desires. They won’t stop, even with our binding.”

  “I can deny them,” Dax hissed.

  Fern and Zarra laughed with sultry edges.

  Dax wanted to protest, but his words were lost to Fern’s tightness.

  “Is… this about the rogues?” Fern hissed out a whisper.

  Zarra kissed Fern’s neck before she put her lips to the fairy’s ear. “They are some, but many more cannot deny their desires. We should open our binding and allow others to love the man we love.”

  Fern slowed until she simply sat on Dax’s member and looked to Zarra.

  The cleric continued, “You know my people are a community, not just with work, but with love as well. We often bind with many others to form our clans.”

  Zarra looked down to Dax, warmth in her golden eyes. “I know you feel it too. Both of you feel it.”

  Dax lifted his upper body onto his elbows as he looked to the two beautiful women. “You want to start a clan?”

  The cleric nodded. “I do. My people have been scattered since the war and my parents were not the only ones to die that night. I lost most of my clan to the void spawn. It is why I wanted you both here tonight. I want us to build a clan so we may always have each other and more.”

  Fern moved her hips slowly, keeping the mage deep within. “How long have you thought about this?”

  Dax eyed Zarra as she looked away for a moment.

  “The entire time we were apart. I was empty and dreaming of you both. It is something I desire, but I will respect our choices if we decide not to form a clan.”

  “What would it mean, to form a clan?” Dax asked.

  Zarra let herself lay down next to the mage, her gaze meeting his and a smile forming. “It would be much like the binding. We would allow more into our family and form a community. There is no rule that says we cannot form one here at the academy.”

  Fern moved slowly as a grin formed. “Considering that my entire family wants to fuck Dax, we may have to form a clan just to protect him.”

  Dax smiled. “I have read up on fairies while I was away and it doesn’t surprise me, you saying that. Sex is just a way for fairies to get to know someone, anyone.”

  Fern nodded as her hips moved. “You have no idea how hard it was, thinking about you and missing… your cock… and you.”

  Dax let out a laugh as Zarra giggled and moved closer to the mage.

  The fairy moved with ease, never breaking the connection as her hands rested on Dax’s stomach.

  “I would love to have our own clan,” Fern smiled as she breathed heavy.

  Zarra eyed Dax as she lay naked at his side.

  The mage kept his warm smile as he fell back onto the bed and turned his face to Zarra’s blank expression.

  “I would be honored to hav
e our own clan,” the mage said before he leaned in and kissed the cleric.

  Fern watched as Dax and Zarra kissed and held each other. With a small sigh, she pulled herself off of Dax and sat on the other side of him.

  “She needs you,” Fern whispered lovingly.

  Dax turned, pushing Zarra onto her back. The cleric smiled as he was on her, his knees parting her thighs as his wet cock stood at full attention. Fern watched as the mage pressed his cock to Zarra’s slit, moving the tip against her. Wetness spilled, coating the end and a breath later, Dax invaded her thin valley. Thighs parted, Zarra welcomed him as he sank deep, his throbbing member pushing against her tight walls.

  Fern ran her hand down between her legs, enjoying watching her two lovers as she gently touched her clit. Blissful swirls sparked deeper needs as Dax moved, driving his hips gently and pulling back before driving them again. Zarra’s eyes closed as she clutched at him. The connections blazed bright as she snuggled her face into his neck, whispering how much she missed him. It was enough for Dax to up the tempo, creating a deep rhythm as bodies moved to an intimate song, Fern watching with loving warmth.

  “I’ve missed you… so much,” Zarra whispered.

  Dax kissed at her neck, taking in her scent, realizing just how much he missed her, missed both of his lovers. It clawed at his being, the needs still there to drive his very soul into hers and releasing it with every drop of his heart.

  “Love binds us to become a clan…a family,” Dax said as his tempo grew with each thrust.

  Zarra leaned back, arching her stomach up as Dax’s member rubbed her inner world just the right way.

  “I’m… close,” Zarra hissed.

  Dax pushed on, drinking in her scent and touch as his hips moved of their own accord. Cock thickening, Zarra gasped as her inner world had to accommodate him.

  “Come,” Fern whispered as her finger made rapid swirls against her clit.

  Energies blazed as all three felt each other. Zarra’s mouth formed a perfect oval as nerves tightened to the breaking point. Dax was lost in a sea of needs, holding back a now full reservoir of love and lust. Fern’s hand moved as she could see the two people she loved in the world were bringing their song together.

  The sounds of bodies filled the room until heat exploded. Zarra’s eyes squeezed shut as her nerves flared with magical explosions. They ran along her nerves and inner world, heat pouring from her body. A moan rose up as a string of orgasms blasted her frayed nerves.

  Dax groaned as he drove his manhood deep. Cock thickening, spurts of white seed painting Zarra’s inner world with his love. Pleasure rocked his body but he couldn’t stop as he pushed every drop into the cleric.

  Fern let out a whimper, her body shuddering to her touch as an orgasm bloomed. The moment enveloped her, the surge blooming again, stronger and longer then the last one.

  Moans and gasps filled the dorm as bodies slowed, but spirits cried out for more.

  Seven

  The dreamscape shifted as Dax lay. It was warm, a bright sun shining down and tall grass swaying in the wind.

  “Here again,” the mage sighed.

  The mage turned onto his side, his gaze landing on Zarra and Fern giggling next to him. Their naked bodies were entwined, gentle whispers falling from their lips. Dax saw their bodies, but could not see their faces as they faced each other.

  “Is there room for one more?” the mage smiled as he crawled over.

  The giggling and whispers grew louder as he was nearly to them.

  “I thought we were starting a clan?” Dax asked as he reached out and touched Zarra’s shoulder.

  The cleric turned and faced the mage. Dax’s eyes widened as it was not Zarra staring back, but Nuria.

  “What’s wrong,” Fern said as she sat up.

  Dax pulled back as Nuria’s face again stared at him as Fern’s wings fluttered behind her.

  “You can’t start a clan without your true love,” Nuria laughed.

  Both Nuria’s laughed before they reached out, clawed fingers sinking into Dax’s skin.

  Eyes blinked open and Dax took a deep breath. Morning light streamed in from the window and suddenly, the mage felt very confined. A hand reached out behind him to feel that he was at the very edge of the bed. In front of him, Fern’s back faced him and Zarra was just on the other side, closest to the wall. Fern’s transparent wings were folded against her back, her body pressed against him.

  Dax blinked as memories came rushing back of nearly spending the whole night in various embraces and positions. Thoughts churned as he remembered that he lost track of time, they all did, as they pleasured each other. Soreness and a dash of weakness filled the mage’s entire body, but he smiled to himself, knowing it was a welcomed one.

  Thank you, Mist Haven Isle. Your mana keeps us all wanting and we can never get enough.

  Fern stirred slightly before pressing her ass to Dax’s throbbing member. Morning had filled the mage with renewed vigor and the fairy was taking complete advantage. Fern let out a small exhale as her ass moved, Dax’s cock between her cheeks. The motion was enough for Dax’s member to bounce and throb, the young man having no control of it.

  Fern continued her rubbing until she parted her thighs. A hand reached down and pulled Dax’s cock between her slightly parted thighs. She rubbed the tip to her wet slit, teasing him.

  The mage pressed his nose to her hair, drinking in her scent. Hand on the fairy’s hip, he took hold of her and kept her close. Fern moved her hips until the tip of Dax’s cock touched her wet opening. In a blink, the mage was inside, thick inches spearing her sensitive flesh.

  Fern let out a gasp. Dax gently caressed the fairy’s curves before clutching softly to her perfect breasts, thumb running over a nipple. Fern said nothing, but her breathing quickened. Joined, the pair moved to primal rhythms, the soreness they felt becoming a faded memory again.

  Dax kept his face to the back of Fern’s head, her nearly berry scent driving him mad. Manhood deep within, it pulsed with further need to unleash the morning energy. When he lifted his head slightly to lick at her exposed neck, the mage stopped, seeing Zarra watching with warm, golden eyes. The cleric was close, eyeing Dax before she turned her attention to Fern and kissed her deeply. The fairy moaned her approval, trapped between her lovers and friends.

  Zarra pulled back and partially sat up, her sultry gaze on Fern as she moaned to Dax’s invasion.

  “Do we feel the same? Do we agree now that we have had the night?” Zarra asked in a soft whisper.

  “I do,” Fern moaned before she kissed Zarra’s nipple and then suckled.

  Dax looked to Zarra as his hips worked. “I do.”

  “You both make me very happy,” Zarra beamed as her fingers touched Fern’s pink folds and soon found her clit.

  The fairy gasped and moaned as she was forced to submit. She barely moved, Zarra making gentle swirls, while Dax drove his member to the hilt. The three had become one and bliss flowed like honey in a shaft of sunlight.

  The moment flowed on, all three enjoying seductive touches and kisses. The cleric punished Fern’s clit as Dax felt himself getting closer. Fern clutched to the dragon in humanoid form, her eyes squeezed shut as she bit her lip. The inner pulses grew to a fevered pitch and when the dam cracked, a flood of love burst forth.

  Wetness surged as Dax continued his invasion. Zarra didn’t slow down. Fern whimpered as her orgasm blasted away all reason, her body moving of its own accord. The tingling sensations washed over her as she didn’t bother to look down at the mess she made.

  “I shall help you, my love,” Zarra said and slid down.

  Dax pushed his way deep and pulled back. Lifting his head slightly, he saw Zarra move down and lick at Fern’s thighs. A moment moved on, the dragon licked up until she touched Fern’s clit. Then, the cleric stayed, lapping at the fairy while Dax punished her from behind.

  “I… hope this… never goes away,” Fern whimpered as she couldn’t fight the blissful onsl
aught.

  “Neither do I,” Dax whispered in her ear as his cock thickened.

  The fairy let out a small cry as her inner world accommodated the mage. With a deep thrust, the mage groaned, spurting his seed. Zarra lapped at Fern until she tasted Dax’s seed leaking from her. With gentle licks, she savored their tastes as sunlight poured in.

  “I… have to get to class,” Dax managed as he huffed.

  “One more,” Fern whined.

  Zarra was up and looking down on her lovers, “Yes, one more.”

  ***

  Dax’s eyes were wide as he rushed into class. The moment he slammed the door open, the entire class looked to him, each one already in the middle of spell casting.

  “You’re late,” Professor Frost said with an annoyed edge.

  “My apologies, Professor. It won’t happen again,” Dax said with his head low and stepping into class.

  Vance clamped a hand on Dax’s shoulder, shooting him a wry smirk before he filled him in on what they were doing. Time fell into place as the mage pulled out a card and threw himself into the teachings for the day.

  The day spun on into small episodes of academy life. After class, Dax met with Professor Frost and Plume, working on the final edits for the card magic instruction manuals. The mage was ecstatic when Professor Plume informed them that they didn’t need as much time as they thought they did. It would take one more day and they would be able to get the book into student’s hands in a week.

  Dax was overjoyed, but it dimmed as Professor Frost seemed to still be annoyed. She barely talked to him in class and he figured it was because he was late.

  After helping the professors, Dax made his way to lunch where Symon, Vance, Fern, Zarra, and Noss were sitting. The mage quickly gathered his food and rushed over, his entire body ravenous.

  Noss informed them that the Card Alliance club had been formed and would have meetings soon. The kobold was proud and invited everyone to join their first meeting. Vance added that the club was a partner club so members were to assist each other if the time ever arose.

  Dax couldn’t have been happier. The mage’s heart glowed until Fern reached over and held his hand. The touch was enough to keep Dax smiling for hours. After lunch, they moved on to afternoon classes.