Rogue's Passionate Harem

by Reed James

  I followed after, my tits heaving.

  Carsina's room was... small. This would be an intimate time. She had a bed and lots of shelves covered in thick tomes on such “fascinating” subjects like engineering and architecture and metallurgy. That book almost got my hopes up on it being actually interesting until I realized it wasn't metallorgy. Metallurgy sounded... so pedantic.

  The two eager, young sex slaves led Ava to the narrow bed covered in a gray quilt. The two attacked the ties of the princess's dress, both of them grinning like a pair of naughty kittens. Zanyia taught them both so well.

  “We're going to get you so wet and ready to be bred, Mistress,” Nathalie said as her delicate hands opened Ava's bodice.

  “Mmm, so ready,” Greta purred. “I know how much you've been aching to be bred by Master.”

  “We did spend a lot of time talking about it trying to fall asleep,” Ava said. Then she gasped. “Ooh, Nathalie, you naughty girl.”

  The sex slave had her mouth latched onto the princess's dusky nipple. Nathalie's fair cheeks hollowed as she sucked and worshiped that naughty nub. Her hands groped both of the princess's small, conical tits, kneading them as she worshipped it. Ava groaned, her body shuddering while Greta pulled down her dress.

  The wicked sounds of sucking made my pussy so wet. My cunt clenched and my wings fluttered. I rubbed my hands on my belly as I watched while my sensitive ears picked up a new sound. The creaking of leather.

  “Ooh, you naughty kitten,” groaned Kora. “Suck my brother's dick. Get him all hard and ready to breed the princess.”

  “Yes, Mistress Kora,” yowled Zanyia.

  I looked just in time to see the lamia open her mouth wide and engulf my husband's dick. Sven groaned, pleasure crossing his face as she sucked and slurped. Her hands kept pulling his pants down his thighs while Sven ripped off his leather jerkin, throwing it to the ground.

  I purred in delight, loving the sight of his muscular body. So strong. Kora pressed against him, stroking his body, her lips nibbling on her step-brother's ear. Her hips swayed from side to side, her nipples poking at her pink robes.

  “It is interesting how the followers of Krab see this not as a creation of art, but of a craftsmen constructing a new life,” Ealaín said, moving up beside me.

  “I know, it's so stuffy,” I said, shaking my head. “A miracle is about to happen, and that round-nosed man thinks it's no different than building a windmill.”

  “It's so much more,” Kora moaned. “Two people collaborating to make something new, something unique, inspired by Rithi's passion... Oh, brother mine, I want you to put a baby into Ava's belly.”

  “Yes!” the princess moaned. “Do that.”

  I glanced at her. Greta knelt, drawing the princess's skirt down off her hips. Nathalie still suckled at Ava's breasts, but now loved the other nipple with her naughty mouth. The sex slave's braided hair spilled down Ava's flat body, the golden silk almost glittering against pale skin.

  Then Ava gasped. Greta nuzzled her face into the princess's pussy, licking, tonguing, getting her nice and ready. I shivered, inspired to create such a beautiful act of art by what I witnessed this morning in Krab's temple.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Ava moaned. “Ooh, they're getting me so ready for you. Do they have to make me cum?”

  I almost said yes, but my pussy was on fire. I didn't want to stand by and watch. Not when everyone was having fun. “No, no, just slide onto the bed. Assume whatever position you want for me to fuck you.”

  “Fuck me?” asked Ava. She shivered. “With what?”

  I winked at her.

  “Well, I did fuck you last night,” Ava said and then giggled. “But I need Greta's help to assume that same position.”

  Greta pulled her head from Ava's pussy. “What position, Mistress?”

  “Go lie down on the bed. On your back. And spread those legs!”

  “Yes!” Greta moaned.

  The eighteen-year-old girl hopped to her feet. Her tits jiggled as she ripped herself out of her dress. It came off in what felt like a flash, far faster than I thought possible. She threw herself onto the bed, her tits heaving and quaking. She lay on her back, squirming, an excited gleam in her eyes as she settled into position.

  She cupped her big tits as she hugged herself. Her cute toes wiggled as she spread her thighs, revealing her blonde bush soaked in her excitement. I groaned at how cute she was, and I wasn't the only one.

  “Gods, she is begging to be ravished,” groaned Sven. “Maybe I should breed her, too.”

  “Maybe, brother mine,” Kora panted. “Ooh, when this is all over, you're going to breed me, too.”

  “Yeah, sister dear,” Sven said, though something in his voice didn't sound as... enthusiastic.

  I was about to say something when Greta squealed, “Mistress, yes!”

  Ava mounted the busty girl. The princess stretched her lithe and petite figure atop her pale-skinned bedmaid. Their ivory bodies pressed together, Ava's firm, small titties nuzzling into Greta's pillowy mounds. I couldn't see either girl's face, hidden by a curtain of Ava's strawberry-blonde hair, but I could hear the smacking of their lips.

  And I could see their two bushes, a red-gold nuzzling into a straw-blonde, between their thighs. Their hot pussies peeked through, petals pink and inviting. I remembered last night, lying atop Ava while she fucked us with the feyhound's dick.

  Now it was my turn.

  I summoned the spirits. They couldn't see the violet-hued enchantment spirits zooming to me or the blue balls of the abjuration spirits dancing around my form. The entire world brimmed with the spirits invisible to all but a few humans, like those who had faerie blood inside them...

  How did those Tuathan humans breed with faerie? Maybe there was hope I could have a child with Sven...

  But that wasn't my business here. I thought about what I wanted the spirits to do, and they obeyed me. They loved us faeries so much. The enchantment spirits formed a thin shaft thrusting from my new cock coated in an aura of purple energy.

  The humans could see my cock. When faeries used spirits, the effects were noticeable as a violet glow that manifested for all to see.

  “What are you up to, Aingeal?” Sven asked, his voice throaty from Zanyia's enthusiastic blowjob.

  “Why, I have to fuck her and cum and spurt magical energy into her to break the enchantment and ensure she's ovulating so you can breed her, my husband,” I answered, now shaping the abjuration spirits to give the cock actual substance that could touch Ava, building around the enchantment's core.

  Fuck Ava.

  “Faerie magic doesn't work like that,” Kora said. “Your spirits always go to work instantaneously. You never had to make artifacts or proxies before.”

  I shrugged.

  “She just wants to fuck me with her dick,” Ava moaned, her tight tush wiggling atop Greta. “She's just a depraved and wanton faerie.”

  “So depraved and wanton,” groaned Sven.

  “Mmm, yes,” gasped Kora. “It's why she makes you such a good wife, brother mine.”

  I winked at Kora as I finished shaping the dildo out of energy. The abjuration spirits formed a thicker shaft that pressed onto my clit. I extended the end of the dildo to press into my pussy, too. It filled me, making my back arch and my tits jiggle. I groaned at the delicious feel of being penetrated by a sex toy I made out of my own magic.

  I swelled the end of it into a round ball, my pussy gripping the bulbous part tight. I would feel every thrust into Ava's cunt. It wouldn't be the same as having a dick that I could feel through, the way Zanyia got to enjoy the dildo empowered by Ava, but it would still be so much fun.

  “Mmm, that looks perfect,” Ava moaned, watching me from atop Greta, her face swept clear of her hair now. “I want that in me. Get me ready for Sven to breed me.”

  “Fuck her hard, wife,” growled my husband, Zanyia slurping away on his dick.

  I gave him a wink as his hands stripped off Kora's robes. He sque
ezed her round breasts, his thumb tracing the flowering vine on her left tit, following the pattern down towards her pink nipple. He massaged it.

  She quivered in forbidden delight.

  My pussy clenched. I ached. I needed to cum. I padded towards the bed, my heavy tits swaying. I crawled over the foot of it, my knees pressing on the hard, straw-stuffed mattress. I leaned over, unable to resist the delight of licking the two pussies before me.

  I nuzzled into Greta's golden bush. My tongue flicked through her tart folds, gathering her cream on my climb up to the princess's snatch. I flicked both their clits as they ground them together, making them both squeal in delight. Then my tongue was buried into Ava's fresh-tasting quim. My tongue fluttered through the sheath my new spirit-made dildo would fuck.

  “Ooh, yes, yes, yes,”Ava gasped. “That's so wicked of you, Aingeal.”

  My head lifted from her pussy, both their juices staining my lips and chin. Their flavors lingered on my tongue as I moaned, “I know. I just can't resist.”

  “No,” Sven groaned.

  I rose and brought my purple energy dildo to Ava's pussy. My own cunt clenched down on the other end. It felt so good in me. I pressed the tip against Ava's pussy, shifting around to find the entrance to her sheath and...

  Ava whimpered as the dildo sank an inch into her. The pressure of sinking into her hot cunt pressed the toy back, stirring it through my pussy. I whimpered and thrust forward hard, ramming my magically created shaft into her cunt. My breasts bounced before me as my crotch smacked into the princess's rump.

  “Ooh, yes,” Ava gasped. “Ooh, you made something nice to fuck me with.”

  “Fuck her so hard, Mistress Aingeal,” Greta moaned, her face looking up at me, her blue eyes glassy. “When you slammed into her, you pushed her clit into mine. They kissed. It's incredible.”

  “I bet it is incredible, you little slut,” I groaned and drew back my hips. I slammed forward, burying into Ava again.

  Greta gasped, her lips pursing tight. Her eyes fluttered as she let out a groan of delight. I loved the sight of it. Ava moaned, too. Her hips wiggled, shifting the dildo around inside of me. Pleasure rippled through me, my pussy drinking in the stimulation.

  I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. I loved it. My hands gripped her sides, stroking her silky skin as I pounded her royal cunt with my hard thrusts. I groaned, the slap of flesh echoing through the room.

  My hips pumped away so hard. I fucked her with such delicious rapture. Every thrust moved the other end inside of me. It gave me such delicious pleasure. My eyes widened. Stars danced through my vision.

  “Oh, yes, yes,” I groaned. “I'm getting you ready to be bred by our man.”

  “You are!” she whimpered, her hips bucking back into the thrust.

  “Fuck her so hard!” Greta moaned. “Pater's cock, this is so exciting.”

  “Gods, it is,” groaned Sven. “Your tits are heaving. You're pounding her so hard.”

  “So hard,” I agreed, shooting him a sultry, smoky look. “I am glad you recognize all the hard work I am performing. How I'm fucking her with such majesty.”

  “You are a work of art,” moaned Kora. “Isn't she, Ealaín?”

  “She stirs such excitement in me,” Ealaín answered.

  I shivered, loving all the eyes watching me and the sound of Zanyia sucking my husband's cock. It all inspired me to fuck my hips forward hard. To ram my magical dildo into Ava's pussy while stirring up my own.

  Every thrust sent a ripple through my body. My cunt gripped the dildo and drank in how it shifted. Another part of it pressed on my clit. My little bud flared with pleasure every time I rammed forward into Ava's cunt.

  My tits heaved together. My nipple rings flashing. Suddenly, Nathalie leaped onto the bed, now naked, and buried her face between my bouncing breasts. Her hands kneaded my tits as her lips kissed and sucked on the inner slopes.

  “Ooh, you little titty-slut,” I groaned as she kissed up my right breast, her fingers digging into my mounds.

  “I love your tits, Mistress Aingeal!” she whimpered. “They're so big and soft.”

  “Yes, they are,” groaned Sven.

  I shuddered as the naughty girl sucked on my nipple. Her mouth latched on. Her cheeks hollowed. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. It felt incredible. My entire body shivered. My piercing shifted in my nub, batted by her tongue. The stimulation shot down to my pussy.

  I groaned, my cunt clenching down so hard on the toy. My snatch drank in the sensation. I fucked harder and harder while Nathalie loved my nipple. Her fingers found my other nipple ring, tugging and twisting it. Such sparks of pleasure rained down upon my pussy. Juices ran down my thighs.

  “Yes, yes, yes, you wicked sex slave!” I howled.

  “They are both so wicked,” Ava moaned. “Oh, keep fucking me. Keep pressing my clit into Greta's, Aingeal!”

  “Yes, Mistress Aingeal!” gasped Greta.

  “Uh-huh,” I panted, my thrusts reaching a fever pitch. I panted, my eyes fluttering. I rammed forward with all my might.

  The toy shifted inside of me. I threw back my head. My wings fluttered hard and fast. Air swirled around my ass as the orgasm exploded. My orgasm spasmed through my body. I drove deep into Ava, hammering her cunt with such frantic strokes while my mind melted into rapturous mush.

  “Aingeal!” she squealed. “Oh, yes yes, yes! I'm cumming!”

  “Good!” I moaned and willed the spirits to erupt into her as I buried the magical dildo into her cunt.

  Suddenly, my toy vanished in an explosion of purple that burst up from between us, painting Nathalie's body in violet highlights. The princess gasped and shuddered atop Greta's body as the abjuration spirits broke the charm and then ensured her body was fertile.

  “She's ready for you, Sven!”

  Chapter Twelve: Conflicting Desires

  Sven Falk

  I ripped my dick out of Zanyia's mouth. I didn't want to waste a drop of my sperm outside of Ava's pussy. She needed to be bred. It was so hard resisting. It was almost impossible. I was so close to cumming. I was on the verge of erupting. Just a little bit more stimulation, and I would have lost all control.

  Zanyia sucked cock too well. Normally, that wasn't a problem.

  “Breed her, Master,” she panted.

  “Mmm, now you can lick my pussy,” Kora purred.

  “Yes, Mistress!”

  Aingeal rose into the air, her pink wings a blur. She drifted backward, trembling in delight. Ava rolled off of Greta, lying beside her busty bedmaid. Nathalie turned to greet me, kneeling on the bed, too. Her small, firm breasts barely jiggled with her movement.

  “She's so ready for you,” moaned Nathalie, her hands stroking up and down Ava's right thigh.

  I moved to see right between the princess's legs. Her pussy was matted down with juices. I throbbed and ached, still on the verge of cumming. If I plunged into Ava, I would orgasm the moment I slid home. I was just too excited by the prospect of breeding her. I needed to calm down first.

  I never came without making sure my woman had her orgasm.

  I knew just how to calm down and make sure Ava came.

  I mounted the end of the bed, my hands grabbing Ava's thighs. She shuddered then gasped as I buried my face between her thighs. I nuzzled into her bush, breathing in her fresh scent. I also caught a tart musk.

  Greta.

  “Oh, I just came,” Ava moaned. “I'm more than wet enough. Just stick it in and breed me, Sven.”

  I stared up her body. “I'll breed you my way, princess. So just enjoy.”

  She shuddered. “Mmm, yes, Sven.”

  I loved her submission. A man took charge of his woman's pleasures. He gave her what she needed, craved. He worshiped her, loved her, gave her ecstasy because she deserved it. And then he took his pleasure in her. Then he used her and received all the delights of her body. She would do anything for him.

  Just like my women would do anything for me.

 
My tongue licked through her fresh-tasting folds. Her cream coated my tongue and throat. I licked and lapped at her, nuzzling through her delights. I rooted through her, my tongue fluttering. I stirred through her with such a hungry tongue. I made her gasp and whimper. Her thighs squeezed down on my face. Her moans echoed through the room.

  “Oh, Sven, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, that's so nice. Ooh, yes, yes, yes!”

  I loved the sounds my women made when I pleased them. I stared up her body, watching her small breasts jiggle as I played with her. I nuzzled my tongue deep into her snatch. I worked it in and out of her, driving her wild. She squirmed, her hands shooting down her body to grab my hair. Her fingers dug into my strands.

  Showing me her passion.

  Her moans grew louder and louder. She was so excited already. Her juices flowed, staining my mouth. Her small tits swayed as she arched her back, an explosive moan bursting from her lips. Her head tossed back and forth.

  Then Greta nuzzled at her breast. “Mmm, he's going to breed you, Mistress.”

  “Yes, he is!” Ava moaned then gasped as her bedmaid sucked on a dusky nipple. “Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum! I need you in me so badly, Sven! I need to be bred!”

  I loved hearing her moans. I licked harder through her pussy. My tongue fluttered up to her clit. My fingers moved in, sliding through her wet bush. As I sucked on her bud, I jammed two into her depths.

  My dick throbbed as I felt her hot flesh engulf my fingers. Her pussy clenched down on them. She whimpered and gasped. Her body shook. The bed creaked as I curled my digits inside of her pussy, searching along the top of the wall for just the right place to make her explode. My cock throbbed. My balls ached. They were full of seed that needed to spill inside of her.

  “Oh, Gods, Sven!” she moaned. “Yes, yes, yes, just like that. Slata's hairy cunt! I'm going to explode and—”

  She bucked hard as I found that special spot. That place that would make her explode. I attacked it, stroking it with my finger. I massaged it in fast circles. Her pussy clenched down hard on my digits. Her silky flesh caressed me, making my dick twitch in envy.

  “Do it,” I growled. “Cum, Ava. Cum and I'll fuck you so hard. I'll breed you!”