Chapter 6

The wagon rolled south along a road that hadn’t seen much use. Two faint ruts worn through wild grass and red dirt, curving down out of the highlands toward the distant smell of salt. It was the same path we had walked before, but now going the other direction. Now it carried us back toward the sea, toward the pale stretch of coast where I met the first true member of this adventure.

From the front bench, Sinthia held the reins loosely in her small green hands, letting the four horses pulling ahead find their own pace. Her blonde hair caught the afternoon light, spilling down her back, and her orange eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead. Beside her sat Ella, white hair streaming back in the breeze, her great purple-black wings folded tight against her spine so they wouldn’t catch the wind. The succubus had gone quiet the further south they traveled. The closer they came to the coast, the more she wondered about the girls she’d saved. The last Daughters of Valerie. Whether her sacrifice had meant anything would be answered soon, and for now she just sat quietly, her blue eyes watching the horizon.

A sound rose from behind the canvas at their backs.

“Mmh ... that’s it, Human ... yes ... I want to feel all of it...”

Sinthia snorted and gave the reins a small shake.

“She’s been at it half the afternoon.” She said, her voice carrying over the creak of the wheels.

“That’s it, that’s the spot, right there...”

“At least someone’s enjoying the trip,” Ella said softly, her gaze still on the distance.

“Enjoying it and making it obvious,” Sinthia replied, flicking her blonde hair over one shoulder with a smirk.

From the wagon bed, Seraphine’s voice climbed, breathy and demanding and entirely unembarrassed. “I love bouncing on your cock ... This tight fox pussy feels so fucking good with you inside me ... Don’t hold back, give it all to me.”

“You know she does the narration on purpose.” Sinthia rolled her eyes, though her lips twitched. “Wants us to hear. She’s a kitsune, half of it’s the performance.”

“Let her have her fun,” Ella murmured, though her cheeks had pinkened slightly.

“I’m close ... I’m so fucking close ... Make me cum ... Make me cum...”

The wagon gave a gentle sway, the sound of skin on skin, soft gasps, faint groans. A moment later came the sounds of an orgasm that needed no translation.

“Yes, yes, YES! Fuck, there it is! My pussy is on fire ... cuming with your cock so deep inside me...” Seraphine cried out, her voice high and full of that foxish wildness, ending in a long, happy shudder. “Thank you, Human ... fuck ... These long trips would be so boring if I didn’t pass the time somehow.”

Sinthia shook her head and glanced at Ella, who was trying very hard not to smile.

“I guess she got what she wanted.” Sinthia said.

Then the rustle of the canvas being pushed aside.

Seraphine emerged from the back of the wagon, flushed, pink hair tousled, moving with the loose, unhurried grace of a woman thoroughly pleased with herself. Behind her, fanned out and still settling into place, were her five tails, indicating there was no fresh cum swimming inside her womb. She sighed happily, then beamed at the two on the bench.

“Orgasms are a good way to pass time,” she announced, dropping down between Sinthia and Ella and draping her tails possessively across both their laps.

“That’s one way to pass time...” Ella said quietly, her fingers lightly stroking one of Seraphine’s tails, clearly amazed at how soft it was.

“Finally done using him?” Sinthia smirked, giving the reins a flick. “I think your enthusiasm for the Human’s cock might be outpacing your commitment to your mission. Half the southern kingdom probably heard that performance.”

“What can I say?” Seraphine leaned back, stretching in the sun. “A girl has needs and he’s right there. Convenient, warm, and enthusiastic.” She stretched luxuriously, letting the sun warm her bare thighs where her dress had ridden up. “And if I’m going to fuck, I’m going to enjoy it. Loudly.”

“You didn’t even get a new tail out of it.” Sinthia smirked. “All that noise for nothing.”

“My fifth tail is still a bit fresh, I wanted to give it time.” Seraphine shrugged. “All that sex wasn’t for his pleasure, it was for mine.”

“Mmhm.” Sinthia glanced at the sky, then back to the road. “Just remember, we’ve got work to do after. You need to save some energy.”

“Oh don’t worry, Goblin,” Seraphine said with a sly grin. “If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s riding things all night and still being ready to fight in the morning.”

“Hey, Ella.” Seraphine settled in, tucking herself against Ella’s side. The succubus stiffened, then relented, leaning into her. “One more tail, and I’ll be whole again. The kitsune I was before the war.” Her smile softened, just slightly, as she looked at Ella’s profile. “It can be undone, you know. What was taken. Sometimes you get it back.” She let the words sit a moment, then nudged the succubus with her shoulder. “So sit up straight. We’re going to find your girls.”

Ella didn’t answer, but her wings loosened a fraction against her back, and her eyes stayed on the road south.

I lay in the back of the wagon, Seraphine’s juices and cum coating my cock and balls, enjoying the slow rocking of the ride. Seraphine had been a force. I barely had to do anything but lay there and let her ride and talk me into a frenzy until I was releasing what felt like an ocean of cum into her. As she made her way back up front to gloat about her fifth tail, I looked down at my still hard cock, standing proud and throbbing slightly as if it wanted more. The fairy’s gift had turned me into a machine. The exhaustion had been real, but once a woman’s tongue or pussy was back on me, the energy returned. I wondered if this was how it would always be, or maybe I’d grow used to it and it would all become second nature.

I turned to look at Kira, who sat cross-legged beside me, brushing her hair with a fork she’d taken from the kitchen at Lureleaf. Her tiny breasts shifted slightly with the movement of the wagon, her red hair long and straight and catching the sun that came through the open back. She saw me watching and gave me her most innocent smile.

“Hi, big fish.”

“Hey, little fish.” I smiled back, my hand reaching over to rest on her thigh. “Having fun back here?”

“Oh yes!” She set down the fork, her green eyes bright. “Watching Seraphine ride you was great. It made me all tingly inside.” She leaned closer, resting her hand on my chest. “She’s pretty when she glows.”

“She is,” I agreed, sliding my hand higher on her thigh.

“But she talked too much.” Kira leaned in even closer, her red hair tickling my arm. “I like it better when it’s just us and it’s quiet and I can feel every little twitch of your sea cucumber inside me.”