by David Aries
Finally, her flustered gaze peeked at me.
That was confirmation enough for my liking. I flipped her onto her back and spread her legs wide open.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked, hiding behind her hands.
I could have told her but that would’ve ruined the surprise. Instead, I proceeded. I dipped between her thighs and licked her wet slit.
Titania threw back her head and moaned. “You’re licking it!”
Her observational skills were exceptional. I was indeed. And I kept doing that and so much more. I knew how to make her feel good. Whether it be by tracing my tongue along her twitching folds, kissing her sensitive lower lips, or sucking her exposed clit, I was gonna make her experience bliss.
The flow of juices was a good sign. That part of her couldn’t act bashful.
I played Titania like an instrument, using my mouth and hands to delight her pussy. She gave me the sweetest sounds in response, but they weren’t enough to sate me. I hunted for all her weak spots and exploited every one I discovered.
At first, she managed to fight back the moans. Once her clit was captured and my fingers were sliding inside, it all came rushing out.
“Jake! Slow down, please,” she squealed, trying to hide her shameful face. “I can’t take it. It’s too much. I can’t feel my legs.”
“No,” I growled.
“Why?” she whined.
“Because I wanna make you cum.” I flicked her clit with my tongue. “And you want it too.” Titania was no damsel. She was a powerful warrior. If she wanted me to stop, I’d know about it.
Just to be sure, I gave her a chance. I called her bluff and waited to see what she’d do.
Titania nibbled her bottom lip. It was her chance to push me away, slam her legs shut, or give me a solid no. She did nothing more than look at me with ruby eyes burning with need.
I grinned and gave her what she was too self-conscious to ask for. Using my tongue, I pushed her back over the edge.
She bucked her hips, squealed, and climaxed without a shred of restraint. It was as messy and powerful as her first, marking me with her juices.
It meant I’d done a good job.
“Number two,” I said, kissing her quivering folds once the eruption subsided. “You’re really pent-up.”
“I can’t believe you did that,” she trembled, hiding behind her hands.
“Why? I loved it. I love making you cum.” Another kiss for her sensitive slit. “If you’d like another, say the word.”
Words, she did not say. Nod, she did.
That was enough for me. I gave it to her. I licked, sucked, rubbed, teased, pinched, toyed, filled, and anything else I could think of.
Her third orgasm came quicker than the others. She was still sensitive and I used it to my advantage. Despite that, she asked for another. Then another. And another. For a shy girl, she sure was greedy.
Each climax was as explosive, as enchanting, as thrilling as the last. The intensity of her orgasms didn’t change but her reactions did. She stopped hiding her voice. Rather than lying back and taking it, Titania buried her fingers in my hair and begged for more.
By the time we hit double figures, she was a mess. Ecstasy was written all over her face. Her skin glistened with sweat. Visual excitement stained her inner thighs and soaked the couch below.
“Stop. No more,” she panted.
I pulled my juice-covered face from her loins. “Out of gas already?”
Titania shook her head. “No. Yes. Maybe. It doesn’t matter!” Her trembling hands reached for me. “I want more. I wanna… I wanna go all the way.”
My cock throbbed. It’d been rock-hard since before her first orgasm. She hadn’t laid a finger on me yet there was a wet spot at the tip of my tent.
I kissed Titania and unbuckled my pants. My shaft got the freedom it deserved.
Her eyes bulged. “Isn’t that too big?”
“No bigger than normal.”
“No way. It’ll never fit inside. I’m smaller than the others. I can’t take&emdash;”
I silenced her rambling with a single finger against her lips. “You’re safe with me,” I assured her.
She hummed and sucked my digit. “Okay. If it’s you…”
I gave her another kiss. We’d fought against impossible odds together. Compared to fighting demons, treating her right was nothing.
Her excessive orgasms left her wet and ready. I slowly pressed my hard shaft into her virgin hole. She was tight, as expected, but wasn’t incapable of taking me. I kept a vigilant watch of her expression, wary of even the smallest mistake.
Titania didn’t fight it. She watched with expectant eyes, placing herself in my care.
My bulge slipped deeper, entering her body.
She gasped, scrunching her face.
“You okay?!” I checked.
Titania nodded, smiling. “You can start moving… I think.”
My heart throbbed. Whoever said she wasn’t feminine could go to hell.
I gave her what she desired. At first, I went slow. Her tightness didn’t give me much choice. I helped her adapt to a new, pleasurable experience.
Raspy breathing turned into delighted moans. The undertone of worry melted and euphoria spread across her face. She closed a hand over her mouth and tried to hide those sounds.
Oh no she didn’t. I pulled her hand away, exposing all of her enchanting, lustful noises.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked, red face too precious for words.
“I want to hear your moans,” I told her.
“Don’t be an idiot.”
“It’s too late for that.”
Her lip quivered but she didn’t utter another word of resistance. They flowed out, filling the wagon with proof of her pleasure. She lacked the willpower to hide her moans without a physical aid.
My groans were more reserved but you better believe I was loving every second. I was in heaven. Every thrust made me hungry for more. It was only a matter of time until I couldn’t hold it any longer.
I wasn’t the only one.
“Jake,” Titania chanted. Her insides squeezed me and her thighs crashed into my sides. She was losing control.
“I’ve got you,” I said, kissing her neck. “Let it all out. Don’t be ashamed.”
“But… ah!” She wrapped her legs around me and climaxed. Her squeals shot into the air. Her insides clamped down, squeezing me like a vice.
So damn tight. I couldn’t move an inch. A little more and I would have exploded.
Titania relaxed once her orgasm petered out. She looked on the verge of collapse. Her chest was heaving and sweat dripped down her frame.
“What are you doing?” she panted. “Why did you stop?”
“It’s your first time,” I said. “So…”
“Stupid. We can’t end things like this.” Determination filled her eyes, despite her exhaustion. “All the way. I wanna go to the end.”
I smirked. “As you wish.” What was I doing underestimating Titania of all people?
Her declaration eroded the last shreds of my self-restraint. Titania had graduated; she’d earned her wings. There was no reason to keep being gentle. I followed my instincts and savored every inch of her divine insides.
“Ah! So fast,” Titania moaned. Her pitch grew higher with each stroke. “I’m gonna cum again!”
“Good,” I said, closing in on her. Her lips pulled me in until I was an inch away. “I’ll make this a night you’ll never forget.”
“Idiot. Like I’d forget this!”
Didn’t mean I had to take it easy. I kept going and gave her a second blistering orgasm.
She howled and squeezed me tight, inside and out.
It was the push I needed. I couldn’t survive two in a row.
“I’m gonna cum,” I warned her.
Titania didn’t open her thighs. If anything, she flexed them together. “I’ll never forgive you if you pull out.” She was as serious as you could be
with a giddy, orgasm-born expression.
I didn’t dream of it. The only way was full steam ahead. I snatched a kiss and went until I could go no longer. A colossal orgasm arrived, brewed up by her sex appeal. I shot it inside of her, filling her body with my hot seed.
She squeezed my back and shared the kiss. Titania wanted it all.
I gave her everything I had. By the time I was done, I damn near crashed. That was my energy reserves spent. Fighting demons couldn’t compare. I had to stop kissing her so I could catch my breath.
Titania shared the air with me. It stank of us but tasted so sweet.
I rolled off her and gave her some space to move. My cum trickled out of her slit.
“That was… something else,” Titania panted.
“Tell me about it. You were amazing,” I replied.
“I didn’t do anything.”
“You did. You made me one happy man.”
She looked away. “How can you say that mushy crap?”
I shrugged. “Guess that’s the kinda guy I am.”
Titania didn’t reply but she did shimmy herself in my direction until our hips knocked together.
I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her into my chest.
She squeaked, despite the fact she so obviously wanted it. “Don’t think this was just some random one-night stand.”
“I know, I know. I love you too.”
Titania tensed. “Shut up and kiss me some more!”
Sounded good to me. I took another taste of her sweet orc lips and reminded myself that I was the luckiest bastard who’d ever lived. It was the only way to explain how this had happened.
Epilogue
My eyes opened. Darkness greeted me. It was too absolute to be the wagon after hours. I knew exactly where I was.
Hello there!
That level of enthusiasm would have been a wonderful morning treat from one of the girls. From a voice in my head, not so much.
The blue, flaming man waved at me. He was brighter than the last time he’d dragged me over. That was good. I was growing stronger.
“What do you want?” I sighed, rubbing my sore neck.
To congratulate you. I never thought you’d be able to snare Titania into your harem. I’m impressed.
“Wonderful,” I groaned. It was like having my own inbuilt, shitty little brother. Made me think less of myself.
Hey, you know I can read your mind. Think about my feelings.
“Technically, they’re my feelings.”
You know what I meant. Always so rude to me.
“Usually for a good reason.”
There we go again. So cold. Do you hate me that much?
I hummed. Initially, I hated everything he stood for. It was only natural. He was a visualization of my demon side. Since then I’d used my demonic powers over and over again. They’d saved my life more times than I count. I was powerless without my half-breed abilities. How could I hate somebody so helpful?
Aww, how kind. I knew you loved me. Come give your little bro a hug.
“How’d I get outta here again?” I asked.
Wait, not so fast. Don’t you want answers?
“To why you called me?”
Au contraire. I didn’t bring you here. This was your choice.
“What?” I scoffed, folding my arms. “Why would I willingly come here?”
Because you have a question for me. It’s about something we both experienced.
It arrived in a flash. “That’s right! The arena. All those images from the wyvern. Were they memories?”
I was thinking the same thing.
“How does that make sense?”
Hey, I don’t have all the answers. It’s something to do with queenie’s power. That much is obvious. Beyond that, I’m guessing. Maybe we stumbled somewhere we shouldn’t have while taking it over? Maybe it showed us?
“They sure felt forced on me.”
And they showed some interesting stuff. You remember, don’t you?
I nodded. The details weren’t as strong as they could have been but there were two fragments I couldn’t forget. “A ruined city, filled with demons.”
And a girl in a tower.
“Who was she?” I asked.
Dude, I’m not a search engine. I don’t know any more than you do.
True. He knew the things I knew, and the things I didn’t know I knew, yada yada. The mysterious girl remained that. I couldn’t even see her face. What I did know, if the wyvern’s feelings were true, was she wasn’t there of her own volition.
Already thinking of playing the hero?
“Maybe he showed us for a reason? That girl might be important. And there’s that city. Can we really ignore a place like that?”
Sounds like a great leveling spot.
“This isn’t a game.”
Your princess is in another tower.
“And this conversation has reached its end.”
I guess you’re right. Do what you need to do, master. And come back soon. I get awfully lonely without you.
“If I feel like it. And cut that master shit. Seriously.”
He chuckled and waved, form evaporating into the darkness.
The next blink brought me to reality. I was back in the wagon’s main lounge, sprawled on the couch. The ceiling stared down from above and a pleasant smell filled the air.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Esther said as she bounced around the kitchen.
“Morning,” I said, dragging my stiff body up. “Breakfast smells great. What we having?”
“Sorry, this isn’t for you.”
My heart sunk. My belly groaned in distress.
Esther pointed to the lone plate at the table. “That’s yours.”
It didn’t have the hallmarks of Esther’s famous cooking. It was hardly recognizable as food. A dangerous atmosphere lingered around the black feast, along with the scent of death. Raw demon meat looked more appealing.
“Erm… what is this?” I asked.
Esther smirked. “Somebody insisted on making your breakfast.”
My goosebumps stood on end. That didn’t seem right. Why would Esther allow an assassin to cook for me? I scoured the wagon. There had to be an explanation.
Dessa and Blair were already up and about, but barely. They were the unkept living dead. It was unlikely they’d done anything that involved effort. That would leave…
I spied Titania peeping from her bedroom.
When our eyes met, she vanished.
I sighed. What was she thinking?
“Eat up,” Esther whispered. “I won’t let you leave until you’ve cleared your plate.”
I gulped. When had they started conspiring against me? After everything I’d been through, this was to be my end. If only it were possible to turn down a cute girl’s homemade breakfast. I took my first bite into something that should have been chewy. It was textured like a rock. When I crunched, it splintered into pebbles.
Esther watched with a smile. “Well?”
“Not as bad as I thought,” I confessed. It wasn’t the right color, or flavor, but it was edible.
“Don’t worry. I’ll teach her to cook… or encourage her not to.”
“The latter might be easier.”
“Esther,” Dessa groaned. “What’s taking so long? I can’t harass Jake on an empty stomach.”
“Hold your horses. It’ll be ready soon,” Esther said, returning to her cooking.
“Is it really okay for me to eat with you?” Blair cooed, showing all the signs of a classic hangover.
“Of course it is, sweetie.” Esther ruffled Blair’s bedhead. “You’re a part of the team and don’t you doubt it for a second.”
That was enough to put a smile on Blair’s sleepy face.
As for me, it was back to my breakfast. Leaving it wasn’t an option. Titania’s eyes burrowed into my back. I couldn’t let her down. I’d accepted her into my harem. This was my responsibility. But it wasn’t the only subject I had to res
olve.
“Hey, Esther,” I said. “Do you know anything about a city in the snow?”
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