Chapter 4: Negotiating Booty

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Ahlona – Sher-Vex, The Kingdom of Valya

Wings flapping, I took to the air and flew over Lake Tur. The dark waters rippled beneath me as I aimed myself at Sher-Vex. The brightest patch on the lakeshore. It had to be the city that we’d sailed from this morning.

The rage was building in me again. Bryce Cartith infuriated me. He wanted to kill Pater. He tricked us. Tried to murder my Stefan. Angry wings flapped hard as I soared over the lake. I itched to summon my sword and just go after the Mermaid’s Tickler. They had to be sailing west. We knew his destination.

The arrogance of the man.

And Lagu supported him? That made no sense. Why would the Goddess of Law countenance the murder of her own father? She should oppose this. And how had Bryce masked himself from any divination? What foul acts had he committed to prepare for this task?

All because his wife had enjoyed the Father of All?

He should have been honored that Pater chose his wife to sleep with. She must have been a rare beauty to attract the God’s lusts. Look at Stefan, the son Bryce could have raised and nurtured and molded into a man. A son Bryce could have been proud of.

Instead, he had acted out of jealous spite. He had done so much harm. He had murdered the woman he professed to love. My teeth ground together. My halo blazed. I must look like an avenging star from below.

Good.

The city of Sher-Vex came closer and closer. The fuzzy patch of light grew more distinct. Individual lights appeared, the various lit windows and lanterns moving through the streets as the port city stayed alive. Sailors carousing while in the dock. It was a major port. Lake Tur had access to the ocean via the Equath River. I would find a ship to get my Stefan off the island and back on our quest.

We had the villain. We’d traveled with him for days. He had convinced us he was on our side. I screamed as I descended down to the docks. The ships were appearing into clearer view. The fishing boats and trading vessels. I ignored the piers with the smaller crafts and aimed for the sloops and schooners docked at the commercial wharf.

My wings flapped hard. I lowered myself to the end of the quay. A man lounging on the stern of a ship peered down at me. He had a bottle in his hand. He stared at it, swirling it around. Then he glanced down at me.

“You real?” he grunted.

“I am,” she said. “Is your shipmaster available?”

The man blinked and stared at her with a dull face. Then his brow furrowed like he pondered mighty words and not a simple question. “You mean the cap’n?” He finally grunted. “Don’t know no shipmaster.”

“Yes, yes, the captain,” I said, folding my wings around my body.

“S’not here. Try the Blue Fable. He’s probably cock-deep in a whore.” The man grinned. “Wouldn’t mind gettin’ cock deep in you. Pretty. Got pretty wings. And I got a pretty cock.”

“The Blue Fable?” I smiled. “Are there other captains there?”

The man shrugged. “Stuck on watch, I is. So...” He started unlacing his britches. “Let me slide it in that pretty pussy you got. I bet it’s just beaut’ful.”

“I’m afraid your key doesn’t fit my lock,” I said and marched ahead.

“Don’t know till we try!” he shouted. The sound of cloth falling rustled behind me. “See. It ain’t even that big. You don’t gotta be frightened.”

I snorted in laughter, the cool feel of my chastity belt snug across my pussy lips. Even if I were tempted, which I wasn’t, he could never get his dick through the little slit in the covering. The key to my modest protection lay out on the island.

I passed more drunken sailors who all leered at my body and, in between their propositions; I found directions to the Blue Fable. It lay not far away, just a block into the city. The flickering light bled through cheap windows made of some sort of animal skin scraped so thin it was translucent. Singing and laughing echoed from inside.

I stepped in and eyes fell on me. With my halo glowing and my wings wrapped around my body, I stood out. Men set down tankards. One dropped the woman sitting half-naked on his lap as he stood up. She gasped, her blue tits jiggling.

“Illth pox your cock, Jevrix!” she snarled as she glared at him.

“Vedr’s queef, yous an angel,” one sailor said, sitting on a trestle before a long, rectangular table crowded with others. “You here to make my dreams come true.”

“Doubtful,” I said. “I’m looking for any ship captains. Adventurous ones who aren’t afraid of danger.”

“Where you wanna go,” one man said. He stood up, his potbelly thrusting out over his pantaloons. He had a deep azure to his skin which had a waxy look to it, a strange gleam. “My Gushing Wave can go anywhere you want. You can stay nice ‘n safe in my cabin.”

“The Black Island,” I said. “I have companions who...”

The mood changed in the tavern. Everyone looked away. The man’s face paled. It confused me. Why did they balk at sailing there? I had spent the day there. Men looked away from me. The captain of the Gushing Wave sat back down.

“Ain’t no one sailin’ out there,” he said. “They’re dangerous shoals around that island. The winds can come up. And it’s death to set foot on the island. Everyone knows that. It’s a Goddess’s island. Not for us mortals to tread.”

“I’m a demigoddess,” I declared, unfurling my wings. My golden halo blazed bright. “I will keep you safe from any danger.”

“Ain’t got no reason to sail near there,” another man said. He had a scar across his cheek and a balding head. “I can take you to Baumoth. That’s where I’m sailin’ next.”

“I need to go to the Black Island and then to Southern Althos,” I said, leaving out any mention of the Black Spire. Why frightened them more. “My companions are stranded on the Black Island. The Mermaid’s Tickler stranded them.”

“Then they won’t last until morning,” said the man.

“Why?” I asked. “I was on that island all day. There is nothing threatening there. Just some wildlife.”

“Well, they say Cernere herself slits the throat of any who trespass on her island,” he said. “She crawls out of her Black Vault and goes around sneakin’ all sneaky like. And when she finds trespassers, why, she pounces on ‘em.”

I rolled my eyes. “Cernere’s a thief, not an assassin.”

“Still, I ain’t offendin’ the Goddess of Crime by goin’ anywhere near her island. Next time I’m in port, like as not, thieves’ll steal everything on my boat. Don’t want that to be happenin’.”

Everyone in the room nodded.

I sighed and headed out into the night.

It was a frustrating and long one.

I went from tavern to ship, talking to captains and crews. I cajoled, pleaded, and insulted, hoping anger and preserving their masculine pride would get them to act. None of it did. Tears didn’t work. Promises of vast wealth. Unearthly pleasures. Nothing. All the local sailors were terrified of the place.

Frustration mounted. The eastern horizon grew brighter as I worked my way near the end of the dock. If I wasn’t an immortal demigoddess who didn’t need to eat or sleep, I might have grown weary from the search. I was running out of boats to check. Only one more set of quays, three ships.

Then I’d have to try fisherman just to get Illina and Stefan off the island. I was hoping to find a ship that could sail in pursuit of the villains immediately after recovering my companions. All these cowardly men offended me. It was so infuriating.

The second ship here looked different from the others. It had only a single mast and no bow sprint, the spar thrusting off the front. It looked low to the water. Almost dangerously so. It unnerved me. The craft wasn’t made of wood, either. The material was hard to determine, but it looked too shiny for wood.

And it was a mix of pink and purple, the “boards” that constructed the hull forming a patchwork of colors. A woman lounged on the stern deck. I almost thought she was Valyan because of her blue skin, but it was more a turquoise. Her hair was sea-green, not black, and her body appeared to be dripping wet like she’d just taken a dip in the lake even though she looked like she hadn’t moved in hours.

“Hello,” I called.

The woman opened her eyes and stood up. She wore a skimpy top that looked made of tanned fish scales, metallic silver and gleaming. A matching loincloth dangled between her shapely legs. She was the first woman I’d seen on a ship.

“Well, well, well,” the woman said, her accent different from the Valyans. It had purr to it. “An angel. You a little far from the Adamant Palace, aren’t you?”

“A little,” I said. “I’m looking to hire a boat. I have friends stranded out on the Black Island.”

“Dangerous currents around there,” she said. “You have to be careful about taking a boat near them. Lots of submerged rocks.”

I blinked at that. Captain Artix of the Mermaid’s Tickler hadn’t mentioned that. Then again, he was besotted with Alloria’s pussy and would do anything to make her happy. He probably didn’t care about the dangers.

“Still, my friends are there, and we have gold.” I swallowed. “Then we need passage to Southern Althis.”

“Interesting,” she said. “I’m Azure, the captain of the River Whisper. Come aboard, and let’s talk.”

“Aye, captain,” I said. That was what all the sailors kept saying on the Mermaid’s Tickler. Aye.

I flapped my wings and jumped. I launched myself up into the air and in moments was settling down beside her, my naked breasts heaving before me. Her eyes flicked me up and down while her loincloth twitched.

I frowned at that. Something was swelling beneath her and... “You’re a nixie.”

“I am,” she said, her girl-cock growing hard beneath her loincloth. The swelling member pushed the dangling fish scales to the side and thrust out of at me, as azure as her skin. The captain grinned as she looked me up and down. “An angel on an adventure. That is intriguing.”

“I’m glad it percolates your interest,” I said. “I have been finding it difficult to hire a captain. They’re all...”

“As scared of going to the island as barnacles facing the scraping knife?” she asked.

“Er, I suppose,” I said. “Will you have the courage to go there?”

“Well,” she said, her eyes flicking me up and down. “For gold and one more thing.”

My cheeks blazed. “As you can see, I am wearing a chastity belt. I do not have the key for it. That belongs to my lover. I was given to him by Slata.”

“Lucky man,” said the nixie. She licked her lips. “Turn around. Let me have a look at you.”

Willing to give her some thrills if it would mean rescuing Stefan, I did. I turned, my breasts swaying. I felt her eyes on my ass. The chastity belt didn’t cover my crack. It was a simple belt of solid gold with a flange that thrust down to cup my hairless pubic mound and pussy lips. It ended at my taint.

Her hands grabbed at my ass. They were soft and feminine. “Mmm, that’s a nice derrière you have, angel.”

“I’m glad you find it stimulating,” I said as her fingers dug into it. “As you can see, my pussy is locked up. I can’t give that to you.”

“I’ll settle for your asshole.” She pressed her cock into my butt-crack. “For now. I’ll take your asshole as payment to go out to the Black Island. Then I can negotiate with your lover for access to other parts of you. It’ll be a long voyage. Days and days of travel. I need to have my amusements. And my crew, too. An angel...”

“Are they all nixies?” I asked.

“Every single one of them,” she said. “They’re all ashore getting their dicks wet in the whores. Valyan women love a nice girl-dick, don’t they? Lets them enjoy all their perverse delights that their men just can’t give them.”

I bit my lip, her cock in the crack of my asshole. When Stefan and I were in the Ten-It forest, he had let the hermaphroditic elves enjoy my body. We had fun with them. It wasn’t like she was a man. She was a woman who just happened to have a cock. I groaned as that dick throbbed between my butt-cheeks.

“You can enjoy my asshole,” I moaned and bent over, grabbing the railing before me. The sun was cracking the horizon before me, a disk of liquid gold peeking out into the world.

“Mmm, delicious,” she said, her wet hands stroking me. “Let me get it nice and ready.”

She crouched behind me as I trembled there. Then she parted my butt-cheeks. I gasped at that. Her head nuzzled into my ass-crack, her cheeks wet. Nixies were always wet. It was a strange property of theirs. Matar had given birth to five hermaphroditic races, one each of the five elements: earth, wind, fire, water, and life. Elves were life, dragons fire, gnomes earth, sylphs wind, and nixies water.

I groaned as Azure’s tongue danced over my asshole. My butt-cheeks clenched about her damp face as she caressed me. My wings fluttered. My halo pulsed with delight. Pleasure rippled through my body. My pussy grew juicier, feeling the chastity belt against my swelling vulva.

My arousal grew in the depths of my cunt as that naughty angel licked and lapped at my pussy. She swirled her tongue around, caressing me. I squeezed my eyes shut and loved every moment of what she was doing to me. It was incredible. I groaned, clenching my butt-cheeks around her face.

“Mmm, that’s a tasty ass, angel,” Azure moaned, her fingers digging into my butt-cheeks.

“Ahlona,” I moaned. “That’s what Slata named me.”

“Mmm, a demigoddess’s asshole,” groaned the nixie. “What a delight.”

She swirled her tongue around my asshole again, dancing it across my puckered sphincter. I groaned, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. Wings twitched. I closed my eyes, the rising sun’s warmth bathing over my face and jiggling tits.

Then Azure pressed her tongue against my asshole. She wiggled against it, pushing right on that naughty hole. I gasped, my wings flapping harder as she thrust against my anal ring. She wiggled it. Drilled against it.

My sphincter surrendered.

“Azure!” I moaned. “The Divine Spark’s rapture, yes!”

Her tongue wiggled into my bowels. She swirled around in me. I savored the stimulating caress teasing my anal depths. She was getting me nice and wet for her girl-dick. The excitement in me swelled. My hair rustled about my face.

My back arched, tits jiggling before me. I bit my lip against the delight sweeping out of my asshole. My pussy drank it all in, growing hotter and juicier. The slit in my chastity belt must be dripping with my cream right now.

“Such a tasty asshole,” groaned Azure. “Mmm, angelic booty. What a delight.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it,” I moaned. “Your tongue is delicious.”

“Wait until you get my cock in you,” she said. “You’re going to love it.”

“I bet,” I moaned.

She slid her right hand down my butt-cheeks and in between my legs. She caressed over my taint and found the chastity belt. I felt her pressing the gold against my pussy lips as she slid forward and found the slit.

I groaned as her fingertip just fit through the gap and tickled my cuntlips. Her mouth latched onto my asshole. She sucked on it. I gasped at the naughty sensation. My pussy clenched, aching to be filled, but she could just tease my labia with her digit.

The sucking sounds echoed behind me, wet plops as she nursed on my asshole. My sphincter throbbed and ached. Then she danced her tongue around it and thrust it back into my asshole. She wiggled it in deep into my bowels.

“Creation’s passion!” I moaned. “Yes, yes, that’s delicious, Azure!”

My wings flapped harder as my orgasm built and built from her licking my naughty asshole. She had her tongue deep in me, soaking my bowels in her saliva. I moaned, my pussy aching. Her finger stroked up and down. My clit throbbed against the gold, aching to be touched.

My butt-cheeks gripped her face. Her tongue danced inside of me. I threw back my head. My orgasm built faster and faster. Her touch was delicious. I whimpered. My breasts bounced, kissed by the morning sunlight.

“Azure!” I gasped. “Oh, Azure, yes! The Divine Spark’s rapture!”

My orgasm exploded through me.

My butt-cheeks squeezed about her face as I trembled in ecstasy. This incredible rapture flowed through me. My pussy convulsed. Juices gushed out of my cunt and soaked my chastity belt. They spilled over my thighs and ran hot down them.

My asshole spasmed around her tongue.

“Yes, yes!” I moaned, my breasts heaving into the rising sun. “You’ve gotten my asshole nice and ready!”

She swirled her tongue a final time through my asshole, my pussy writhing about it. The pleasure rippled through my body. I leaned over the railing, staring down at the lake water washing against the strange purple and pink hull of the ship. Stars danced, bursting with delight.

Then Azure ripped her mouth from my asshole. She rose up, her cock smacking into my chastity belt covering my pussy. She groaned as she rubbed it over the metal, pressing it into my aroused vulva. I shivered as the tip reached my taint and then my asshole.

I was certain my Stefan would forgive me. It was a hermaphrodite’s cock. A woman’s.

“Mmm, angel booty,” moaned Azure. She pushed her girl-dick forward, her wet hands gripping my hips.

I groaned, my tingling asshole surrendering to her cock. I threw a look over my shoulder to see her breasts jiggling. She had taken off her top at some point; her large breasts swayed. They were gleaming in the morning sunlight, water beading on her dark-blue nipples. She had a wicked smile on her face, her sea-green hair shimmering around her naughty expression.

She thrust harder.

I gasped as her girl-dick slid into my bowels. My toes curled. The hermaphrodite slid her dick deeper and deeper into my asshole. My velvety anal sheath gripped her cock and drank in the wonderful heat created by its passage. It melted down to my pussy.

I shuddered, my toes curling. It was amazing to enjoy. I whimpered and groaned, loving every second of it. This amazing bliss surged through me. I would have such a wonderful orgasm on her dick. I groaned, drinking it in.

“Yes, yes, yes, Azure!” I moaned. “Fuck me with your nixie-dick!”

“Your angel ass is going to melt on my dick!” she moaned, slamming hard into me.

Her boobs smacked wetly together. I heard the sound echoing behind me while her crotch smacked into my rump. I groaned, squeezing down around her girl-dick as she sodomized me again and again. She drove that wonderful dick into the depths of my asshole hard and fast. The pleasure surged through me. It was outstanding. I loved it. I wiggled my hips, taking her dick over and over again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, biting my lip. “Oh, that’s good. Oh, yes, yes, slam that cock into me. Ooh, yes, you’re going to make me explode. Creation’s passion!”

“Your tight, little angel ass is going to cum on my dick?” Azure asked. Her hands slid around my body to grab my jiggling tits. She gripped them, massaging them with her wet palms.

“So hard!” I moaned, my wings flapping. “Ooh, yes, yes, fuck me. Isn’t my ass worth sailing around the world?”

“Almost!” she groaned. “I bet that angel pussy is, though.”

“Mmm, good,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, just ram that girl-dick into me. Fuck me with that big nixie-cock!”

My asshole squeezed down around her. I gripped her with my aching bowels. I rammed back into her. My butt-cheeks smacked into her crotch. They rippled from the impact. The pleasure surged around me. Delight rippled through my body.

My pussy dripped juices. They spilled down my thighs. I groaned, my asshole clenching down on her girl-dick. My breasts jiggled. The ecstasy swelled in my twat. My naughty cunt drank in the heat of her big cock reaming me.

“Matar’s big dick!” she moaned. “Yes, yes, take my cock, angel! Oh, yes, you love it! You love my big hermaphrodite-cock plowing into your asshole!”

“I do!” I moaned, her fingers digging into my breasts.

I thrust my ass back out at her. I smacked my rump into her crotch. The slaps of our flesh echoed. Her boobs heaved. Drops of water dripped on my back. Juices ran down my thighs, spilling through that narrow slit in my chastity belt.

My tits jiggled in her groping hands. Her wet digits slid up and found my fingers. She twisted them. I gasped at that wonderful delight. She tweaked them. Twerked them. I groaned as she drove her girl-dick hard into my bowels.

My hair danced around my shoulders. I whimpered and moaned, the sunlight bathing my face. The warmth caressed my skin as her delicious girl-dick plowed into my asshole. She hammered me hard and fast.

“Matar’s huge clit-dick!” she gasped, pumping away. “This ass! Angel booty!”

“Nixie-cock!” I moaned.

My orgasm swelled faster and faster. I hurtled towards it, a more powerful one than her rimming had given me. I whimpered and moaned, squeezing about her dick plowing into me. She buried into me with force. She fucked me with passion.