by Logan Jacobs
“How can we help?” Skam asked. “No offense to Selius or Marver, but I don’t know that any of us have anything to offer that our badass assassin doesn’t already know.”
“You’d be surprised,” I said. “Ava will be in charge of training and everything, but she’ll need someone to help her demonstrate different techniques, since she’s going to need to be a little more careful than usual for a few months.”
“A few--” Selius started.
“About nine months, actually,” Ava murmured and then blushed again.
“But that-- then you-- by the Ancients, congratulations!” Skam shouted and pulled us both into a hug.
Marver shook my hand and then immediately hurried over to start making some tea for Ava, while Selius fussed at Azure to be careful every time the dragon galloped past the blonde.
“I take it that means you’ll help her?” I grinned.
“Absolutely, I will,” Skam said. “Anything you need, you just tell me. If you’re craving something to eat, Marver and Osman will have ya covered. If you’re craving some kind of special lotions or perfumes, I’ll send Selius out to get it for ya. And if ya--”
“Thank you, Skam,” Ava laughed. “I know that I can always count on you.”
“Damn straight!” the tattooed dwarf responded. “So of course, I’ll help ya fookin’ train those humans.”
“I appreciate that,” I said with a smile. “They’re probably used to some street fighting, but not much more than that. But between Ava’s expertise and your help, they’ll be trained into a real fighting force before we know it.”
“I’ll make sure they don’t let ya down, Wade,” Skam said. “Now, Marver, that probably means you’ll have to leave Osman’s and come down here a little more often, just to help the lad with the distillation, since I won’t be here all the time.”
“That’s not a problem,” the halfling chef replied as he handed Ava a cup of tea. “We’ll do whatever is necessary, don’t worry. And besides, we’ve got enough extra muscle to handle the barrels themselves, so you really just need someone to oversee the work and to clean and stir the vats.”
“Exactly,” I said, “and that’s why I thought we could spare Skam to help Ava with the training. Speaking of the extra muscle, how are the dwarf thieves doing with everything?”
After I had gotten rid of the old leader of the dwarven Thief’s Guild and taken care of the other less cooperative dwarf thieves, I had been left with Roznak, Mazar, and Nibs. They were excellent thieves and had proven that they were also trustworthy, so I had decided to bring them in on the whiskey business. So now not only did I have Skam’s dwarven muscles to help lug the heavy barrels everywhere they needed to go, but I also had three more dwarves to help with both the production and distribution around our hometown.
“Oh, they’re doing fookin’ fine,” Skam said. “They’re just so happy not to work for that bastard Knox anymore.”
“Plus, they actually make money now,” Selius said. “And apparently, it was just as rare for them to make a profit under their old guild leader as it was for us to make any real money under Hagan.”
“Good,” I said. “That’ll certainly make it easier to keep things running smoothly while Skam helps Ava down in the human district.”
“Thank ya for taking a chance on them,” Skam said. “Mazar and I have been friends since way back, so I appreciate that ya trusted him and the others enough to bring them in on everything.”
“If they’re friends of yours, then of course I trust them,” I said with a shrug. “None of you have seen Cim or Ashlin lately, have you?”
“No, they haven’t been by recently,” Selius replied.
“Well, that’s alright,” I said. “That just means I should probably stop by there to check in on the books. Plus, Cim was going to make Ashlin her assistant, so I want to see how they’re doing.”
“You go on ahead,” Ava said. “I’ll stay here, and when I get tired, I’ll head up to Osman’s and sleep at the apartment.”
“Alright,” I said, “just make sure you take care of yourself and get plenty of rest, got it?”
“Don’t worry,” Ava said with a smile and then rested her hand on her stomach. “I’ll take good care of both of us.”
After I kissed Ava, gave Azure a few more scratches underneath his chin, and told the others goodbye, I left the warehouse and headed down to the theatre in the Entertainment District. It was true that I wanted to check in with Cimarra about our accounts and about Ashlin, but that wasn’t the only reason that I wanted to see her.
When I had told her that Ava was going to have a baby, I got the very distinct feeling that my beautiful dancer was upset. She had never been jealous of my other women before, and she had even encouraged me to pursue them, but apparently, she had a hard time with the idea that one of my other women could be pregnant when she wasn’t.
After all, I had been with her first, so she had probably just assumed that she would be the first one to have my baby. But even though she wouldn’t be the first one to mother my children, we could still sure as shit make a baby together.
And that was what I was going to give her tonight.
When I reached the theatre, that evening’s show had just started, so all the back hallways were deserted. I checked in at the office first, but I wasn’t surprised that Cimarra wasn’t there. It was late, so she had probably either stepped out for a bite to eat or she had gone up to her bedroom.
As I climbed the stairs up to the second floor where her private chamber was, I thought about the first time that I had seen the raven-haired woman dance for me and how quickly I had come to rely on her. Cim was as kind as she was beautiful, and she was one of the smartest people that I’d ever known.
Plus, she had helpful contacts all over the city, and that had once included the elven trader who sold her a magic healing potion. If Cim hadn’t bought that potion, then Penny would have died of her wounds a while ago, when all this was just getting started. And even though the trader didn’t sell that potion anymore, it didn’t change the fact that Cimarra had always been there for me-- for all of us-- and that I couldn’t imagine doing any of this without her.
After I knocked on her half-closed door, I waited until I heard her low voice call out for me to come in, and then I pushed open the door into her chamber.
Cimarra was seated on her bed with a few papers spread out in front of her, and she wore a loose silk robe that had started to slip down one shoulder. Her black hair fell in thick ebony waves down her back, and as soon as she saw me, the beautiful dancer looked up with a smile and swept all the papers out of the way.
“Wade!” Cimarra said as she slipped off the bed and came toward me. “I didn’t expect to see you tonight.”
“I hope it’s a nice surprise,” I snickered.
“It’s the best,” the graceful dancer said as she went up on her tiptoes to kiss me.
“Did everything go okay when you told Ashlin the good news?” I asked.
“Oh, she couldn’t have been happier,” Cimarra said. “Still, I think she was surprised that I asked her to be my assistant. I think that sometimes it’s hard for her to see how helpful or important she is.”
“Well, I’ll try to make her feel extra appreciated the next time I see her,” I said with a smile. “And what about you?”
“What do you mean?” Cimarra asked.
“Do you know how helpful and important you are to me?” I asked as I slipped my arms around her slender waist.
“Well, I might have a little bit of an idea,” the raven-haired woman replied as she gave me a wide and perfect smile.
“Only a little bit?” I asked. “That sounds like something that we might need to fix.”
“I’m only teasing,” Cimarra laughed. “Of course I know how much I mean to you.”
“Good,” I said. “Because I would never want you to feel anything less than that, and I wondered if you might-- when Ava and I said that we were going to have
a baby, I wondered if you might have been just the tiniest bit jealous.”
“Oh!” Cimarra stepped back and turned a deep shade of red. “Oh, I hoped that you hadn’t picked up on that. I feel terrible that I’m… well… I’m very happy for Ava, but it’s just--”
“It’s okay,” I said as I reached out and clasped her hand. “I think I understand what this is about.”
“I just really want to have your baby, too,” Cimarra admitted and then bit her lip. “And I’m not upset that Ava is pregnant or anything. In fact, I couldn’t be happier for her, but-- well, I just want the same thing, you know? I just always thought we were going to wait until—”
“I know,” I interrupted. “You don’t need to feel bad. I know you all love and respect each other, so I know it’s not anything like that. You just want to have a child, too, right?”
“Your child,” the dancer said. “Ever since Rindell tried to poison me through my birth control, I haven’t actually taken it again, so… I sort of hoped that we might, ah…”
“Make a baby?” I finished for her.
“Do you want to?” Cimarra asked as she looked up at me with her clear blue eyes.
“Yes, I do,” I said. “And in fact, I think we should try to make one right now. The theatre is packed, and there’s no one in the hallway, so we shouldn’t be interrupted. Plus, you can be as loud as you want. There’s no way that anyone will hear us over the performances in the show.”
“Then we better close the door,” Cimarra said as she stepped forward to whisper into my ear, “because I want you to come inside me until I can’t take any more.”
Chapter 18
Immediately, I felt my cock grow stiff, so I pulled away from the beautiful dancer just long enough to shut the door all the way. Then I turned back around, slipped my shirt over my head, and strode back over to Cimarra by the bed.
I grasped the silk belt that held Cimarra’s robe together and gave it one swift tug to undo it. Instantly, both the belt and the robe fell to the floor, and then I realized that Cimarra had absolutely nothing on underneath her robe.
As I looked at her perfect figure, my cock throbbed even more, but I didn’t want to release it just yet. I just wanted to look at her and thank the fucking Ancients that I was about to make love to this perfect woman.
Cimarra was curvier than Ava or Penny, but her muscles were all long and lean from the years that she’d spent as a dancer. Her dark hair just barely covered the smooth skin of her ample breasts, and her slender waist flared out into generous hips that were enough to bring a grown man to his knees.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I said, and then I picked her up, carried her over to the bed, and set her down on the edge of it.
As soon as she was seated on her sheets, Cimarra started to reach toward my pants to unfasten them, but I took her hand and shook my head.
“Not so fast,” I said. “Tonight is all about you, Cim, and the baby we are about to make, so why don’t you just sit back and enjoy the ride?”
“Are you sure?” the beautiful dancer asked.
“Do I seem like a man who isn’t sure of exactly what he wants?” I smirked.
“Well, not when you put it that way,” Cimarra laughed.
After the raven-haired dancer put her hands back on the sheets for a little extra support, I knelt in front of her and started to kiss down the taut muscles of her stomach. I continued to run my tongue down her skin when I reached the gentle swell of her pelvis, and then I just kept going until my lips found her waiting entrance.
The dancer was already so ready for me that I wondered if she had started to get wet the moment that she saw me appear in her doorway.
As I began to kiss the soft lips of her pussy, I licked up the sweet juices that were already there, and I felt even more start to flow around my lips.
“Did you miss me or something?” I grinned and then lowered my head back down. “You are gushing already.”
“I’ve just been thinking about this for such a long time,” Cimarra murmured. “About you and me, of course, but also about having a baby with you. About our future, you know, and everything that means.”
“Cim.” I raised my head again so I could meet the beautiful dancer’s gaze. “I promise you that nothing bad will happen to any child that we have. I don’t care how many elves I have to kill, or how many cities I have to conquer. I will keep you safe.”
“I know you will,” Cimarra replied as she reached down to run her fingers through my hair. “You always keep all of us safe, Wade.”
I moved back down to her pussy and started to run my tongue all along the edges of her entrance, and then when the graceful dancer leaned back on her elbows, I began to thrust my tongue in and out of her slick tunnel.
Whenever my tongue grazed the smooth walls of her pussy, Cimarra moaned and sank back onto her elbows a little more. As she wiggled her hips toward me across the bed, I was able to kiss her soft lips more deeply, and my tongue slipped further inside her to stroke every inch of her sensitive skin.
When the beautiful dancer’s chest started to rise and fall a little faster, I reached my fingers up to join my mouth. As my tongue shifted to flick across her clit, I slid two fingers just inside her waiting entrance, and then once they were inside her, I curved them back and began to massage her, while my tongue continued to work outside her lips.
“Oh, fuck,” Cimarra moaned. “Yes, right there… ohh, fuck! Yes! Yes! Y--”
The obsidian-haired dancer’s last word dissolved into a throaty scream as her body spasmed in orgasm against me. Her back arched and then collapsed back against the bed, and as she cried out in pleasure, I slid my tongue inside her tunnel to join my fingers there.
The moment her climax started to subside, I grinded my lips against her clit as I continued to fuck her with my fingers and my tongue. Her pelvis writhed against me as she cried out, and I used my free hand to grip her creamy thigh and hold her still as I plunged my fingers even deeper inside her tight entrance. Almost instantly, I felt her muscles all start to clench up again.
I was about to send her into a second orgasm before her first one really even finished.
I kept my face buried in her pussy, and just a few seconds later, my blue-eyed woman screamed again. This time, the muscles of her body all trembled so much that the headboard of the bed quivered against the wall until her climax finally crested and then finished.
“By the Ancients,” Cimarra gasped, “you weren’t joking when you said that tonight was going to be all about me, were you?”
“I would never joke about making you come, Cim,” I said with a smile, as I raised my head from between her toned thighs. “Now, tell me-- what do you want?”
“I thought that was obvious,” the raven-haired woman said with a smirk. “But if you want me to get more specific about it--”
Cimarra pushed herself back up, leaned forward, and wrapped her arms around my neck, and the feeling of her warm tits pressed up against my bare chest was enough to drive me crazy.
“I want you to take me from behind,” the beautiful dancer purred into my ear, “and then I want you to flip me over and fill me with your seed.”
“Whatever you want, Cim,” I murmured.
I gave her one quick kiss before I leaned back, grabbed her by the waist, and tossed her onto the bed. As she crawled away from me with a playful smile, I stood up just long enough to take off my pants, and then I crawled onto the bed after her.
“On your stomach,” I told her. “I want to see that perfect ass.”
Cimarra bit her lip and then turned over so she was flat on her stomach against the sheets. She adjusted her hips against the bed, and the movement made her round ass bounce back and forth in front of me.
My cock was so hard that I thought it might explode if I didn’t enter her right then, so I lowered myself down on top of her, spread apart her tight ass cheeks, and guided myself toward her hungry little pussy. As soon as I felt her soft lips on either side
of my tip, I slowly pushed my shaft inside her, and then I gradually worked my way inch by inch until I was fully inside the beautiful dancer.
As Cimarra moaned and squirmed her hips against me again, I adjusted my position so that my elbows were on either side of her torso, and my body was laid flat on top of hers. At first, I didn’t move at all, and I just let us both enjoy the feeling of my hard cock deep inside her body.
Then, slowly, I started to pump my hips against her own. I kept my movements small right away, so my shaft slid just a little bit in and out of her slick pussy, but I kept myself inside her the whole time. But then as I felt her tight tunnel really start to open for me, I began to pump my hips harder and faster, until I began to slam my cock into her again and again.
“Ohhh,” Cimarra purred. “Ohhh, shittttt.”
I plunged my shaft into her over and over, as Cimarra continued to moan and squirm underneath me. Every time I entered her, my cock slid a little bit deeper into her smooth tunnel, and whenever I pulled back out, I watched as the beautiful dancer wriggled her hips toward me again.
I knew that she wanted me to fill her up, but I had meant what I said. I wanted tonight to be all about her, and if she wanted me to wait to come until I flipped her over, then I would.
I was just going to make her come again before I did.
As Cimarra’s breaths turned into gasps, I pushed myself up on my hands and then pulled her hips up along with me, so she was on all fours and I was on my knees behind her. I kept one hand on her narrow waist, but I moved my other hand up to grasp her shoulder, so I had a perfect grip on the graceful dancer.
Then as I tightened my grip on her, I started to slam even more deeply into her pussy. My hips moved so fast that they were a blur, but I just kept pounding her as I watched her generous ass bounce with each new thrust.
“Oh, Waa--” But Cimarra couldn’t even finish screaming my name, and instead, she just cried out in a wordless shriek as another orgasm took over her body.