Chapter 14

The sun was beginning to set as we approached the outskirts of Lureleaf, the familiar wooden walls coming into view through the trees. I felt a sense of anticipation building in my chest, hoping beyond hope that Willowyn would be there, that we would finally have news of a potential home for our growing family.

Kira had spent most of the day alternating between riding my cock and practicing her blowjob techniques with Lazuli, both of them giggling like schoolgirls as they took turns learning from each other. Seraphine had watched with amusement, occasionally offering pointers of her own, wanting to make sure the girls were pleasing me in a way she knew I liked. I had cum multiple times throughout the day, the constant attention from the two girls keeping me in a state of blissful contentment that matched the clarity I’d gained from my conversation with Aurorelle.

As we neared the town gates, I saw the familiar guards on duty, their bows held casually as they watched our approach.

“Welcome back, Human.” The taller guard called out. “The captain will be pleased to see you’ve returned safely.”

The gates opened and we passed through, the wagon rolling into the familiar streets of Lureleaf. The familiar smell hit me first, that clean, flowery scent that clung to every corner of Lureleaf. It was stronger here than anywhere else I’d traveled, like the whole village had been soaked in perfume. The buildings were just as I remembered them, wooden homes draped in climbing vines, flower boxes spilling color from every window, colorful signs swinging gently over shop doors.

“It’s so pretty,” Lazuli breathed, peeking out from beneath the canvas, her pink wings tucked tight against her back. “I’ve never seen so many flowers in one place.”

“Wait until you smell the bathhouse,” Seraphine said from the driver’s bench, guiding the horses down the dirt street. “Trust me, after being on the road, it’s going to feel like heaven.”

Kira was practically bouncing beside me, her hands gripping the edge of the wagon as she scanned the streets.

“Do you think Willowyn’s here? Do you think she’s back already?”

“Only one way to find out, little fish,” I said, ruffling her hair.

As we rolled deeper into the village, faun women paused in their tasks to watch us pass. Some waved, recognizing me from before, while others simply stared with the same wide-eyed curiosity I remembered from our first visit.

“Word travels fast here,” Seraphine murmured. “Half the village probably knew we’d arrived before we even reached the gates.”

We made our way toward the center of the village, where the stone fountain stood just as it had before, the statue of the faun woman pouring her endless jug of water into the clear basin below. The sound of it splashing was soft and welcoming.

And there, standing near the fountain with his back to us, was a figure I would have recognized anywhere. Tall and muscular, his bare chest covered in wild brown fur, a pair of small horns curling back from his head. He was deep in conversation with a faun woman, gesturing with his large hands as he spoke, his voice carrying across the square even at a distance.

“Rylan,” I said, the name coming out as I saw him.

He must have heard the wagon, or maybe he just sensed eyes on him, because mid-sentence he turned. His sharp blue eyes found me, and for a moment his expression held that same stern, appraising look he’d given me the first time we met, back when his herd had us surrounded with arrows trained on our skulls. Then recognition settled in.

“Human!” His deep voice boomed across the square, loud enough that several faun women turned to look. He clapped the woman he’d been speaking with on the shoulder, dismissing her with a few quiet words, then strode toward us with the powerful stride of a born hunter. “I’d heard rumors a wagon was rolling up the south road. I should have known it was you.”

Seraphine pulled the horses to a stop near the fountain, and before I could climb down, Rylan was already at the side of the wagon, clasping my forearm in that same firm, bone-crushing grip I remembered.

“It’s good to see you, Rylan,” I said, returning the grip as best I could.

“And you.” He looked me up and down, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You look ... stronger than when I last saw you. Like you’ve been living hard.” His gaze shifted to the girls in the wagon behind me. “And traveling with more company.”

“Long story,” I said, climbing down from the wagon. “But yes, we’ve been busy.”

Kira was already bouncing down after me, her face lighting up when she recognized Rylan.

“Rylan!” She launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist in a hug. “I missed you!”

Rylan chuckled, patting her on the head with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with his imposing appearance.

“Missed you too, little one,” he rumbled. “You’ve been keeping our Human out of trouble?”

“Mostly!” She grinned up at him, her green eyes sparkling.

Seraphine and Lazuli climbed down from the wagon as well, Seraphine giving Rylan a respectful nod, while Lazuli hung back shyly behind her.

“Captain Rylan,” Seraphine said. “Good to see you again. You’re looking ... the same.”

“Can’t say the same for you, Kitsune,” he replied, his eyes flicking to her six tails. “Last time I saw you, you had a few less tails. And you...” His gaze shifted to Lazuli. “I don’t believe we’ve met.”

“This is Lazuli,” I introduced. “She joined us recently. She’s a succubus.”

Rylan’s eyebrows rose slightly at that.

“A succubus, hm?” He looked her over with the same appraising gaze he’d used on me, but there was curiosity rather than suspicion in his eyes. “I’ve heard stories of your kind, but never met one myself.”

Lazuli blushed deeply, her pink wings trembling slightly, but she managed a small nod.

“It’s, um, nice to meet you, Captain,” she said softly.

Rylan grunted in response, then turned his attention back to me.

“Turns out all the rumors about succubus’ being deadly temptresses are bullshit. She’s harmless as a butterfly.” I said, seeing Rylan’s concern. “She’s also the sweetest girl you’ll ever meet. Wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

“Good to know.” Rylan nodded, apparently satisfied. “But let’s not waste time with evening small talk.” His expression grew serious again. “I assume you’re here looking for my sister, Willowyn?”

“Yes,” I confirmed. “Have you seen her? Is she back from her quest?”

“I can tell you she has found the perfect place to start a new home for your growing kingdom.” Rylan said, his voice dropping slightly. “But she has been trying to sort out an ongoing dispute about those in the land surrounding this potential home. She has sent me here to help coordinate our people to aid her. But maybe it would be best if you and your companions went to her directly. I am sure she would appreciate your help.”

“Where is she?” I asked, hope rising in my chest.

“North-East of here, a days’ journey.” Rylan gestured in the general direction. “You must travel past the singing lake, follow the path west around the water. That will lead you to Rompelt, are you familiar with the city?” He asked.

“I’ve stayed there before, yes.” I nodded.

“Leave East from there and head towards Sensluttia. Once you find the river, follow it north. Do not continue following it East or you will end up at the elven capital, which we want to avoid. She will have set up a small camp there, and that is where she is currently working to get the locals to agree to a deal that would allow us to make the land our home.”

“That sounds really close to our enemy.” Seraphine said.

“All will become clear once you arrive. Willowyn will explain the situation better than I can.” Rylan sighed. “The elves are not a problem up there. Actually they have become the least of our concerns in the area. But let me get you some supplies before you head out. You’ve been traveling a long time, and even by wagon it will take you over ten days to reach her.”

“That would be appreciated.” I nodded.

“And of course,” He leaned in closer, putting his arm around my shoulder. “If you see any faun women that look like they need a good fucking, go ahead and help them out, would you? With some of my men being away for so long to help my sister, there is a shortage of cock in Lureleaf. I’ve been trying, but I’m only one man. I attempt to breed at least fifteen fauns last night, and they always seem to still be wanting more. A few of the girls are actually waiting for me to return to them right now.” He turned and waved to a few fauns who had been watching us from a distance, they waved back and giggled. “So if you wouldn’t mind pumping a few of them full while you’re here, it would be a great help.”

“You want me to ... impregnate some fauns while I’m here?” I clarified, surprised by the request.

“No, no!” He laughed, his voice deep and rumbling. “No need for that. Just some good fucking to take the edge off, help them sleep better. Since most of the female faun are used to being bred once a day, it’s hard for them to go without a cock for weeks on end.” He slapped my shoulder. “I’m counting on you to help a few of them out, Human. Consider it repaying me for all the help I’ve given you.”

“Uh, sure.” I nodded. “But my powers do work a bit differently since we last met.”

“Whatever works for you, works for me. Just make sure they cum at least once.” He chuckled. “That’s all they really need.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” I promised.

“Good man.” Rylan grinned. “Now, I’ll go get those supplies ready. You and your crew may stay at The Horned Haven as usual. Unpack your things and make your way to the bathhouse, I’m sure you’re all dying to get clean.”

With that, he turned and walked away, his powerful form moving through the village square with purpose.

“Well, that was interesting.” Seraphine said once he was out of earshot. “The mighty Rylan, asking for help with satisfying his women? Never thought I’d see the day.”

“He’s a good leader,” I said, watching him disappear around a corner. “He knows when to ask for help, and he takes care of his people.”