Chapter 3: The Redheaded Elf

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Knight-Errant Angela – Lesh-Ke Mountains, The Kingdom Of Haz

I seized Sophia’s hand and led my lover across the strewn boulders and fallen rocks which had crashed across the road and nearly killed my companions and me. Anger burned through me as my armor clinked with every step. I had almost been killed by the avalanche those two bitches had started.

The sweet, creamy flavor of Sophia’s enchanted breast milk lingered on my lips. It had healed my wounds. The avalanche left my legs pinned between two boulders, crushed and mangled. Agony gripped me. I laid helpless as Incessae, one of the three Erinyes, had stood over me, fiery spear in hand, ready to deliver her mother’s vengeance upon me.

And Sophia had saved me, facing down the Erinyes with nothing more than an enchanted dagger.

I hated the Erinyes. Slata, their goddess mother, did not want my ancestor’s sword reforged. Slata had always hated High King Peter. She cursed him to only have female descendants and ensured the death of his sons. When Peter died, his grand empire fell into discord and strife, birthing the modern nations.

I had already defeated one of the three Erinyes, Injuriae, and driven off Incessae once before. But today she brought her sister Ultionae to cause an avalanche as we headed north through Miliiath Pass. Thrak, Sophia, and Faoril drove off Incessae while Chaun bewitched Ultionae into sucking his cock.

Erinyes were demigoddesses. Immortals. The only way to stop an Erinyes from hunting you was to receive sexual pleasure from one. As much as they were embodiment of Slata’s divine punishment against those who wronged her and women, they were also daughters of Las, God of Lust.

And Ultionae would pleasure me hard.

My anger and lusts burned through me. Juices trickled down my thighs as Sophia and I crossed the devastated road. The Erinyes almost killed me and my stallion Midnight. My lover had to put herself in danger to save me. It was bad enough I had the nearly impossible task of slaying the dragon Dominari, I shouldn’t have to have enemies impeding me.

Chaun shuddered as he played his lyre, strumming a song of magic as his midnight-black face twisted with pleasure. The Erinyes’s black-feathered wings flapped as she drank down a load of cum from the beautiful changeling.

“Sophia, your strap-on.”

Sophia giggled. “Pound her cunt, Mistress. The bitch deserves it.”

“Yes, she does,” I agreed, my pussy clenching. “And I want you to grab her red hair and fuck your juicy cunt against her mouth.”

“You are so wicked, Mistress.” Sophia’s hips undulated. Her white robes were left open, her nipples still beading with her breast milk.

“It does sound like it,” Xera nodded. Her naked body was dusty and her thighs stained with her juices.

“Do you need healing?” Sophia asked, hefting her small breasts. She squeezed them and milk squirted through the air.

“No, no. I suffered no injuries. Merely fucked by a rock enchanted by Ultionae.”

“Oh,” Sophia said. “I guess that’s their father coming out in them.” Sophia shook her head at Ultionae as her wings flapped again. She sucked loudly and noisily, bewitched by Chaun’s song. “All the children of Las are obsessed with sex.”

“And children of Slata,” groaned Chaun. “I know a certain acolyte that will lick any pussy she can get her greedy mouth upon.”

Sophia blushed. The pair were getting along better now. Sophia had been suspicious of Chaun when we first met, but he had proven himself in the mines. And now his presence had benefited us once again. His bardic music proved very useful.

“Get the strap-on, or do I have to spank you?” I gave Sophia a firm stare.

“Sorry, Mistress,” she squeaked. I still had to spank her for disobedience. I told her to run and save her life, but she would not let me die. I had once questioned my feelings for the young, flighty girl, but no longer.

I loved her.

From out of her large satchel hanging from her loose belt, Sophia pulled out her marble dildo and the leather harness that let me strap it on like it were my own cock. Magics enchanted the dildo, allowing it to vibrate on command.

I loved fucking Sophia with it.

Sophia moved to me and unstrapped my armor. She worked with deft fingers, unbuckling the leather straps holding on my pauldrons, breastplate, and backplate. She set the steel armor down, my large breasts exposed to the day. My nipples were hard—Sophia couldn’t resist tweaking them. My mischievous lover knelt to unfasten my sword belt. My chainmail loincloth hung from it.

“You are excited, Mistress. Is that from spanking my pretty bottom or anticipating fucking the Erinyes?”

“Both,” I admitted.

Sophia smiled as she strapped her dildo to my crotch. She adjusted it so the base pressed on my clit then gave the dildo a long, slow lick like it were a real cock. She popped her lips around it and sucked, her green eyes staring up at me. I stroked her brown hair and groaned.

“Mmm, I wish I could feel your lips,” I moaned.

“But then you would have a real cock,” Sophia gasped, her eyes wide with fear. As an acolyte to Saphique, she had sworn to let no cock touch her. She had lost her powers when a spirit possessed me and created a spectral cock. The spirit made me fuck her and it severed the connection to her goddess.

Luckily, the priestesses in Allenoth restored her powers.

“Chaun, you can take a break,” I purred as I walked over to the Erinyes. “And you, bitch, raise that ass so I can fuck it.”

“Ooh, yes, fuck her ass, Mistress,” Sophia moaned as she moved around Chaun.

The bard pulled his dick out of Ultionae’s mouth. The fiery-haired Erinyes panted as she raised up her rear. Cum trickled down her chin. Sophia grimaced and glanced at Chaun. He set aside his lyre and wiped up his mess with a handkerchief he produced from his pocket.

“Thank you,” Sophia smiled before seizing the Erinyes’s red hair. “Now eat my cunt, slut.”

Sophia pulled the Erinyes’s mouth forward. My lover’s back arched and her small tits jiggled as she ground on Ultionae’s licking mouth. The Erinyes’s wings flapped and her pale ass shook as she devoured my lover’s cunt.

I grabbed her ass. “That’s it, slut.” I spread her butt-cheeks apart, revealing her puckered sphincter. “You thought you could attack us and not get fucked?”

Ultionae moaned.

Chaun grinned. “The song has her so horny, she’ll take days to calm down. Fuck her hard. She’ll love it.”

“So long as I love it,” I purred. I stroked Ultionae’s ass as I placed the dildo’s tip at her puckered sphincter. “And I know you want to please me.”

“Yes,” moaned the Erinyes, her words muffled by Sophia’s cunt.

I glanced at Chaun. His black cock still thrust hard before him despite dumping at least one load down Ultionae’s throat. The changeling was a race of beings born from Las’s masturbation. Many single-sex races were birthed by the God of Las spraying his seed across the world.

I thrust my dildo into Ultionae’s asshole. The puckered sphincter spread wide, engulfing the black marble shaft. The base pressed on my clit, shooting pleasure through my pussy. Her ass was tight, the resistance great, increasing the pressure on my clit.

“Yes,” I hissed. “Take my cock, whore.”

“Use your slutty ass to pleasure my Mistress.” Sophia undulated her hips while gripping the Erinyes’s fiery hair. “You were so bad. You tried to kill us. Now you’ll make us all cum, slut.”

I drew back the dildo and slammed it in again. I groaned at the spark of pleasure. I glanced over at Chaun again. His hard dick, wet with Ultionae’s spit, beckoned. My pussy clenched. I was hot and juicy. I needed something in me.

How hot would it be to fuck the Erinyes while being fucked?

“Chaun, come fuck me,” I moaned. “I need that cock in me. Pound me while I pound the slut.”

“Mistress,” Sophia groaned.

“Just enjoy her mouth and let me have my fun.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Sophia closed her eyes as Chaun moved to me.

“You think I’m capable of fucking you after Ultionae sucked four loads of cum from my balls?” Chaun asked as he moved behind me. His hard dick brushed the cheeks of my ass when I drew the dildo back.

“You’re a changeling,” I moaned. “You could fuck all night long. Don’t pretend to be tired. Your dick is hard. Ram it into me.”

He slid his dick down through my butt-cheeks and rubbed it along my pussy. I ground on his girth as I pumped my hips. His dick’s tip slid through my folds. He teased me as I fucked the Erinyes. My clit throbbed every time I thrust forward while my pussy lips shuddered as they caressed his dick.

“Stick it in me.”

“Such a wanton knight,” Chaun said, his voice honey tenor. His free hand pulled my red hair aside. His lips nibbled on my neck as I fucked the Erinyes’s bowels. My pussy clenched as the tip of his dick almost entered me. He licked up to my ear, sending a shudder through me. “I love a woman who begs for my dick.”

“We all beg for your dick,” I groaned.

“Not all,” Sophia panted. “Ooh, yes, you fucking slut. Work that tongue into my cunt.”

“Beg.”

“Please, Chaun,” I gasped, my pussy on fire. “Fuck me with your cock. I love it when you do.”

With Sophia, I could be so dominating, but when Chaun rubbed his dick against my cunt, I wanted to melt and do whatever he said. His dark hand slid around my side and up to cup my large breast. He rolled my pink nipple between black fingers as his dick continued rubbing at my pussy.

“Please, Chaun, fuck me.”

Chaun nipped my ear. Then he thrust his dick into my cunt, shoving my hips forward and burying the dildo into the Erinyes’s asshole. The base rubbed on my clit, shooting sparks of bliss to my cunt. My sheath clenched on Chaun’s thrusting cock as it filled me. I moaned and bucked back against him, clenching and relaxing my pussy on him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I sang out as I bucked between Chaun and Ultionae. “Fuck me. Oh, damn, this is so hot.”

“Yes, it is, “Chaun whispered in my ear. Both his hands grasped my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as he fucked me hard. His flesh slapped into my flesh, then my flesh slapped into Ultionae. Over and over. My hips fucked back and forth as we found a rhythm, working together to fuck everyone.

I gripped Ultionae’s butt-cheeks. My fingers dug into her flesh as I fucked her ass faster and harder. I shoved the Erinyes forward. Her mouth pressed into Sophia’s pussy. The acolyte’s breasts jiggled. Her breast milk leaked down her stomach to her pussy.

Ultionae moaned when she tasted the sweet milk. The Erinyes’s wings flapped hard. Her body trembled as she screamed her passion into Sophia’s cunt. My lover’s eyes widened and she ground harder.

“You came, slut,” moaned Sophia. “Oh, yes, you’re cumming so hard. You love my Mistress’s dildo fucking your ass.”

“I do,” gasped Ultionae. “Keep fucking me. I love cumming on your dildo. Yes, yes, yes.”

“Suck my clit,” gasped Sophia. “Do it, slut. Suck it and make me cum.”

“Yes, yes, make her cum.” My pussy clenched down on Chaun’s thrusting cock. “Make us both cum, slut.”

I smacked my hand down hard on the Erinyes’s pale butt-cheek. The crack echoed through the pass and left a bright-red handprint on her ass. She bucked back into me, pressing my dildo hard against my clit. The pleasure mixed with the burning friction Chaun’s dick churned in my pussy.

Chaun’s hands squeezed down on my tits. His excitement mounted as he fucked me harder and harder. My eyes rolled back into my head. My orgasm swelled through me. My clit burned. Every thrust sent more and more sparks shooting through me.

“Angela, I can feel it,” Chaun whispered in my ear. “Your passion nears its crest. Let it froth through you. Let me feel that cunt massage my cock. It’s greedy for my seed.”

“So greedy,” I gasped as I fucked my hips, working the dildo in and out of Ultionae’s bowels and Chaun’s dick in and out of my cunt. My pussy clenched down on him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” screamed Sophia. Her body trembled. Milk beading on her nipples flicked through the air and splattered on my face. Her head threw back as she came hard.

I licked my lips, savoring the creamy flavor. My pussy clenched down hard on Chaun’s churning dick. My body trembled. My fingers dug into Ultionae’s butt-cheeks. I slammed my dildo into her depths, my clit sparking.

My orgasm burst through me.

“Yes,” I gasped as my cunt spasmed about Chaun’s dick. The pleasure washed through me. It crashed through my mind and left me shuddering with the beauty of my release. I leaned forward. Sophia’s arms seized me, pulling me to her nipples.

I latched on and suckled.

Chaun kept fucking me. His dick slammed into my hot, spasming depths as I drank deeply of Sophia’s delicious breast milk. The sweet, creamy treat flooded my mind as Chaun’s hands tightened on my own tits.

Hot cum spurted into my pussy. I shuddered and moaned about Sophia’s nipple as the pleasure soared to new peaks inside of me. Sophia held me, kissing my forehead as I nursed from her small breast and milked Chaun’s thick cock.

“Mmm,” panted the Erinyes. “You and your companions are so stimulating, Angela. I’m glad you fucked me. I haven’t cum so hard in centuries.”

Her rage towards me had vanished. She made me cum.

Now I only had one last Erinyes hunting me. Incessae. I couldn’t wait to make her lick my pussy. I hoped it was full of Chaun or Thrak’s cum. Or maybe the silent thief. We needed to get into the Great Vault located in the Saltspray Palace, heart of the Free City of Raratha. The thief should be our next companion according to the Lesbius Oracle’s prophecy.

Sophia hoped for a sexy woman while I yearned for a roguish, dashing man. Our group could use another cock in the party.

Journeyman Mage Faoril

Sophia, Angela, Chaun, and the Erinyes’s moans echoed through the pass as I used my magic to cleanse the blood from Thrak’s arm. A boulder had broken it, but he drank one of Sophia’s healing potions. While the wound mended, the blood remained.

“Thanks,” Thrak said, glancing at his arm. “It is a pity Sophia’s magic leaves no scars behind.” “You have enough of them,” I said, reaching out to trace the puckered scars across his swarthy chest. “Trust me, you don’t need any more. You are plenty sexy.” I kissed one while he laughed, a deep roar.

My orc’s arms engulfed me and pulled me onto his lap. He sat on one of the boulders. My naked breasts pressed into his side. I had not bothered to close my robe after the molesting rocks, animated by Ultionae, had fucked me.

“This is such a mess,” I sighed as I rested my head on his broad chest. I smiled as Thrak’s hands stroked my light-brown hair. “I’ll need lots of cum to clear the highway.”

“That’s good of you to do.”

“Well, it’s partly our fault. If we didn’t have demigoddesses trying to kill us, the highway wouldn’t need clearing.”

Thrak kissed my forehead. The orc was nothing but contradictions. A barbarian and a scholar. A brutal warrior and a gentle lover. Rage and love warred inside of him. He could unleash his rage and let it consume him, destroying all in his path. And other times his love moved him. Serisia, his dead wife, had been lucky to share her life with his.

And so was I.

I missed Serisia’s spirit. Fireeyes’s final act of cruelty had transformed Serisia into a murderous spirit, forcing Angela to exorcise her and send her soul to the Astral Realm. I knew she waited for Thrak and I there.

It didn’t seem like a bad way to spend my afterlife. Serisia and I had grown close as we crossed the northern steppes.

I turned my head and looked at the devastation. “When I agreed to this quest, I only thought we had a dangerous dragon to face. Rogue warlocks, vengeful demigoddesses, marauding spirits. What more dangers will we face?” I swallowed and fear trembled through me.

“Do you want to quit?”

“No,” I quickly said. “Of course not. I want Angela to succeed.” I joined in hopes that reforging the High King’s sword with my magic would prove me worthy of being tested to be a master mage again. But now I wanted Angela to succeed. It didn’t matter if I gained that title. She was my friend and companion. But fear still dwelled in me. “It’s just...”

“What?”

I looked up at his face. His swarthy, red-brown skin and multiple bone piercings adorning his broad face made him seem fierce and dangerous, but his dark-red eyes were soft, loving. I had judged him as an unlettered barbarian when I first met him.

He was anything but that.

“What if you die, Thrak? We keep being attacked. Without my magic and Sophia’s healing, we would all be dead. You and Angela take the worst of the danger. And...” Tears beaded my eyes. “I don’t want to lose you.”

His rough, calloused finger stroked my cheek, wiping away my tear. “Nor I you. But what makes you think it is any safer if we weren’t journeying with Angela.”

“What? Of course it would be safer.”

“And no one trips down stairs and breaks their necks? Do people not accidentally cut themselves and have the wound fester? Does sicknesses not stalk through a town and steal people’s life? Nothing in life is certain. I have known a healthy warrior who went to sleep hale and did not wake up. We are a mighty group. As you said, your magic and Sophia’s healing accomplish miracles.”

I smiled up at him. “I guess it’s all a matter of perspective.”

“You are safer with me than apart. And we are safer with Angela, Sophia, Xera, and Chaun.” Thrak slid his hand down the back of my red robe and gripped my ass, pulling me closer. His girth hardened beneath the kilt he wore. “Where would you rather be? Back in Esh-Esh miserable or traveling on this quest and living.

“I know I had not lived since Serisia’s death. But then you and Angela came and...” Thrak smiled as his hands tightened on my ass. “Well, I will take all the danger for the exhilaration of your sweet company and sharing my all with you.” His cock swelled harder beneath me, my pussy forming a wet itch.

“How did you turn this to sex?” I asked him.

“Haven’t we had this conversation before?” he asked. “Sex is a very important drive in people. It’s not hard to turn any conversation into sex. Especially when you have a beautiful, half-naked woman on your lap who’s rubbing her tits against your chest.”

My nipples hardened and tingled. I became aware of them rubbing on his skin. My right nipple brushed a puckered scar. The pleasure tingled down to my pussy. As my excitement grew, my fear faded. Thrak was right.

I would rather be here than back in Esh-Esh working as a prostitute because I failed to perform the simplest of spells.

Thrak’s lips lowered down and caught mine in a kiss. His lips were thick and strong. His tongue thrust into my mouth. I moaned into the kiss. My hands slipped up and wrapped about his neck. I clung to him and ground my pussy against his girth, the rough fabric of his kilt exciting my labia and clit.

A shudder of heat ran through me. I ground harder, staining the front of his kilt with my juices. A simple spell would clean it up, not that Thrak would even care. But when you were a female mage and relied on cum to power your magic, you quickly learned how to remove stains.

My clit throbbed every time I slid across his rough kilt. Thrak groaned as I massaged his thick shaft through the fabric. His hands squeezed harder at my ass, digging into my flesh through my robes. I released his neck long enough to shrug out of my robe and set it down on the ground with care—the pockets were full of all manner of important things.

Thrak’s calloused hands grabbed my naked ass. His hands were large enough to completely cup my rear. He squeezed hard. His fingers dug into my flesh and parted my asscheeks. They were naughty and went exploring.

I moaned into the kiss as a thick finger tickled my sphincter. I ground harder on his dick, wishing his kilt wasn’t in the way. His finger circled my sphincter, teasing the puckered opening and sending wicked flutters to my wet cunt.

“Thrak,” I gasped, breaking our kiss when he thrust his thick finger into my tight bowels. “Oh, you naughty orc. You should ask a woman’s permission before fingering her ass.”

“Orcs take,” he grinned. “We don’t ask.”

I shuddered. I loved it when he took. His finger reamed deeper into my bowels. My nipples tingled against his muscular chest. I pulled away and slid my hands down his muscular chest. I let my fingers caress down his side.

“Let’s get this kilt out of the way,” I groaned, rising on my knees and pulling up the fabric of the cloth.

His finger shoved deeper into my bowels. He groaned and his eyes squeezed shut. I smiled as the rough fabric caressed the top of his dick. I drew it up slower, teasing him, letting him enjoy the rough sensation.

And then his dick popped out. Thick, swarthy, hard, and pierced by a bone ring. My fingers tugged on the ring, bringing another moan from his lips. Precum beaded out the slit. My thumb swiped across it, gathering the salty treat.

“Yum,” I purred after licking my thumb clean. “Mmm, I love that flavor.”

I pressed my cunt against his girth, sliding up and down his shaft. My clit ached and my pussy lips engulfed his shaft as I ground on him. Thrak fingered my bowels faster as he groaned. I rubbed my nipples into his chest as my pussy ached.

It was hot sliding my pussy along his shaft. My clit throbbed the entire time. I savored the warmth of his dick and the thickness of his shaft spreading apart my vulva. My labia dragged along his shaft, drinking in the pleasure while my ass savored the warmth.

“Ooh, Thrak, I love this cock,” I moaned.

“Then why don’t you slide your hot pussy down it and stop teasing me?” he growled.

“Because I love teasing you.” I stared up at him. “Mmm, your face is twisting with pleasure while I ground on your big, thick cock.”

I rubbed harder. Sparks burst from my clit. My pussy clenched and relaxed. Thrak shoved a second finger into my asshole. I gasped and pressed down on his dick as his fingers invaded my bowels. My fingers tightened on his shoulders.

“Thrak,” I gasped, the burning pleasure of my stretched-out asshole shooting to my clit. “Oh, now you’ve added a second finger without asking.”

“I take,” he growled. “If you don’t slam your cunt on my cock, I’ll take you even harder.”

I shuddered, humping faster along his girth. “But my cunt is on your cock.”

“Sophistry?” He arched an eyebrow. “You know what I meant.”

“Did I?” My bowels clenched on his fingers. “If you use imprecise language, how can I know?”

His two fingers dug in deep. Every time they thrust, my pussy slid up his cock. My clit ached. My pussy clenched. I rubbed my nipples into his chest and nuzzled at his neck as my pleasure swelled through my cunt.