by Eric Vall
The woman even appreciated the moat life.
So, we spent the evening dining in the company of Lady Emonie and her noble followers, and she addressed the Defenders before our meal to express her gratitude to every one of them. She invited them to view Tellish as their home away from home, and assured them they could come to her directly with any reports or concerns.
Then she lightly clapped her withered hands together, and servants poured in to serve up an eight-course meal complete with dwarven wine.
Shoshanne looked even more crushed than the other women that she couldn’t partake in her favorite wine, and I felt for them since I knew they’d been avoiding alcohol for the sake of the babies they wanted me to give them. When I offered to not drink anything for their sakes, though, the healer begged me to drink for both of us so she could at least taste it when she kissed me.
I obliged her and the others as they continued requesting the servants refill my glass, but for the most part, I just sat back and admired my women enjoying themselves. Lady Emonie and her noble companions kept them all constantly engaged in conversation about their accomplishments, and whenever the conversation turned to my accomplishments, I just sent Lady Emonie a warm grin.
When the banquet was over, the noblewoman led us to the entrance in order to see us off, and as I escorted my women with the Defenders just ahead, Cayla’s grip slowly cut the circulation off from my arm.
“Ouch,” I muttered, and the princess quickly loosened her hold.
“I’m so sorry,” she said breathlessly. “I can’t believe how well that went. Did you see the way she looked at you? I’ve never seen a woman of her stature so lacking in composure. And she doted on all of us like a genuine woman of class. She’s even heard of Deya’s grandfather, can you believe it? That couldn’t have gone better. Mason, you were born for the life of a noble.”
“I just sat there and smiled,” I chuckled. “All of you were the ones working the room.”
“No, you were perfect,” Shoshanne giggled. “That charming smile is all you need.”
I sent the healer a much dirtier grin than I’d shown off for Lady Emonie, and even in the moonlight, I could tell how red her face became.
“What if she decides to send her silk to Falmount?” Cayla squealed. “She only sells to one dressmaker in all of Serin, and one other in Eyton, yet she’s the most widely sought-after patron in either kingdom. Can you imagine? I’d wear nothing but the finest silks whenever I wanted!”
“You already do,” I pointed out. “Serin’s only a drive from Falmount.”
“Yes, but now Lady Emonie’s silks would be only a walk from our mansion!” the princess giggled. “And everyone in Illaria and Cedis would know it.”
Aurora chuckled as Cayla clutched her hand to keep from screaming.
“I’m just happy she talked to me,” the half-elf admitted. “I’ve never had a noblewoman dote on me before. And she said she loved my hair! Did you hear her? She wants to find a dye as beautiful as my hair for her silks!”
“Of course, I heard her, and if she makes good on that, then that settles it,” Cayla assured Aurora. “Mason is clearly the most dashing man she’s ever laid eyes on, and all of us will look better than every woman we meet for the rest of our lives. Our babies will be swaddled in the finest silk in Illaria!”
“Silk baby slippers,” Deya sighed as she leaned her head against my arm.
Cayla nodded in agreement. “Silk baby bonnets, silk baby dresses, and silk baby holsters for their little baby guns … ”
I raised my brows as the women began listing everything they could imagine making out of silk, and by the time Aurora sent her flames throughout our sleeping quarters to give us light, the word “silk” was branded in my brain for eternity.
Still, they carried on, and I let out a loud yawn as I removed my armor and shirt to pile them in the corner. The dwarven wine had completely relieved my tension from the long day, but after the many piercing screams of the crowds, I felt like my senses couldn’t handle much more than face planting themselves in my pillow now.
Luckily, the mage I’d sent to the market to fetch our bed linens had outdone herself, and there were at least a dozen pillows swathed in deep purple satin calling my name.
Then someone else called my name, though, and the husky timber of Aurora’s voice made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
When I turned around, my four women were barefoot in their green silk and red lips, and as they all stood together with their dense lashes hooding their eyes, Aurora toyed with a pair of long, iron chains.
“Guess who’s turn it is to get chained down?” the half-elf purred.
Chapter 12
My hand shot up faster than Hermione Granger in class, and the women advanced toward me as their lips curled into sinister grins.
“Oh, shit,” I chuckled. “This is happening.”
I’d never had a woman tie me down before, let alone four, so my hands tingled with anticipation when the half-elf ordered Cayla and Deya to shackle my wrists. Then the two women promptly did as they were told, and I was smiling like a giddy boy as they laid me down onto the satin sheets so they could hitch the iron to the wall mounts.
Once my arms were locked above my head, Shoshanne undid my gun belt for me and set it aside, and three of the women looked as excited as I felt while they gathered at the foot of the bed.
Aurora’s emerald eyes glinted dangerously as she looked down on me with a faint smirk, though, and I honestly couldn’t wait to see what she had in store for me.
“The rules are you’re only allowed to say two words tonight,” the half-elf informed me. “Yes, and more.”
“Fuuuck yes,” I sighed, but then I caught the fiery look of the half-elf. “I mean, yes.”
The half-elf rolled her eyes, and when Deya and Shoshanne burst into giggles, she smacked the healer on the arm.
“No giggling!” Aurora hissed. “Mason doesn’t giggle when he chains us down, does he?”
“But he likes when we giggle,” Shoshanne pointed out.
“I do,” I agreed, but Aurora sent me the same fiery look, so I clamped my mouth shut as she dragged the women to the far corner for a brief huddle.
“Control yourselves!” Aurora scolded in a harsh whisper. “We finally get to chain Mason up, and I’m in charge, which means no giggling yet. Think of the way Mason looks at us when he puts our chains on.”
“Mmm,” Cayla said with a nod. “When you know he’s completely in charge now, and you like it.”
“And you kind of hope he takes his time so that the feeling lasts longer,” Deya added.
“Gods, that man knows how to torture in the best ways,” Shoshanne sighed.
“Exactly,” Aurora whispered, “and we are rising to this challenge starting now. There are four of us, and only one of him. Think about what that entails, stick to the plan, and get in the proper mindset, ladies!”
I tried so hard not to laugh while the women knuckled down to get into character, and by the time they all returned to the bed, they were fully composed.
I sobered at the hungry looks in their eyes, and when Aurora turned away to make a few adjustments, I discreetly thinned out the metal mounts on the wall in case the chained-up vibe got to be too much for me.
Then Aurora conjured two dark red pillars of flames that reached the ceiling on either side of the bed, and the glow made my women’s lips look like juicy black cherries while their eyes flashed in the red firelight.
Now, I really did feel like I had a pack of seductresses after me, and I shifted restlessly in the chains as I eyed the otherworldly sheen of the silk clinging to their curves.
“Remember the rules,” Aurora said in a low voice. “Only ‘yes’ or ‘more.’”
I nodded immediately, and I sealed the windows off to lock us all inside the steel room.
Then Aurora came forward to finish undressing me, and while she took her time getting my pants off, she let her fingers trail softl
y along my skin every chance she could. Her powers colliding with mine sent a shiver down my spine as she grinned up at me, but when Shoshanne began undressing Cayla, my attention diverted to the three women behind my half-elf.
I swallowed hard as Shoshanne peeled the green silk back, and the princess’ perky porcelain breasts burst free as she let out a soft sigh. Then Deya knelt to use her teeth for the rest, and when Cayla’s gown dropped to the floor, she turned around so I could admire the back view as she started on Shoshanne’s dress next.
Aurora had me naked already, but she still kept running her fingers all over me while she slowly worked her way to my raging erection. Between her fiery touch and the way Cayla kept exposing more of Shoshanne to me, I was more than ready to go, but when Deya’s turn came, the half-elf finally closed her hand around my dick.
Everything heated up as Shoshanne and Cayla gnawed on the elf’s slender neck and roughly tore at her dress, and the more skin they revealed, the firmer Aurora’s strokes became until I was right on the brink.
Then the last scrap of Deya’s dress fell to the floor, and the half-elf abruptly let go.
I jolted as my climax was interrupted only seconds before I’d gotten there, and Aurora coyly shook her head when I turned my pleading look her way.
“We’re only getting started,” the half-elf murmured, and she sent Deya and Shoshanne to crawl across the bed toward me. “It’s your turn to learn some patience.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happ--” I tried to argue, but Shoshanne silenced me as she pressed her finger to my lips.
“Mason, I want you to wait for me,” the healer said with a seductive pout. “Don’t you want to save your yummy seed for my womb? Don’t you want to make sure you’ve put a baby inside of me?”
Before I could respond, the healer climbed up so she was straddling my face, and I delved my tongue into her like a starving man. The sweet taste of her arousal reminded me I’d do literally anything for this woman, and when she began stroking her fingers through my hair, I looked up to find her warm brown eyes gazing into mine.
“Please?” the healer purred as she rolled herself against my lips, and I nodded at once.
Then Shoshanne giggled, and at Aurora’s command, she immediately climbed off me.
“Wait, I wasn’t done!”
“Mason!” Aurora scoffed. “Seriously? I follow your rules all the time, can’t you just … let me have this one?”
“I meant more!” I tried, but it was too late.
I ground my jaw as Shoshanne obeyed the half-elf’s order to kneel between my legs instead, and when the healer began laying soft kisses up my thigh, Aurora joined her to make her way up my other leg with her tongue.
Then the half-elf nodded to Deya, and the beautiful elf got up on her knees beside me as Cayla brought herself flush against her back.
Deya’s cheeks were pink as her violet eyes glinted from the red firelight, and my gaze drifted over every supple inch of the beautiful elf as the princess began trailing her hands anywhere my eyes went. When they wandered to the tuft of pink curls at the apex of Deya’s thighs, Cayla’s hand went there, too, and I let out a ragged breath as the princess began sliding a porcelain finger along Deya’s slick entrance.
“Is this what you want?” Cayla purred while she let her other hand slide up to Deya’s nipple, and as Shoshanne’s lips made it to the tip of my cock, I finally registered what was actually going down tonight.
I’d been diligently focused on learning to read each of my women’s bodies for months, but I hadn’t fully realized how in tune they’d been getting with me. As Aurora joined Shoshanne to bring me to the brink once more, though, there was no denying they knew when and how to touch me just right, and they definitely knew what I loved to do to each of them, too.
Now, I was chained down and surrounded by four sexy women who could use all of this to tease me within an inch of my life.
Which was fair, considering how often I’d enjoyed doing just that with all of them, but still, I was only one man. As I processed the full effect of Aurora’s tongue, Shoshanne’s lips, Deya’s pout, and Cayla’s fingers against the elf’s clit, I knew there was no way I’d be able to make it through this.
All I could do was enjoy it as long as I could last.
So, I said yes while the feel of Shoshanne and Aurora made me twitch uncontrollably, and as the shackles began to bite into my wrists, Cayla slipped her fingers inside Deya. She traced circles around the elf’s taut nipple to make her tremble, too, and Deya moaned in approval as her legs spread further apart.
The princess kept Deya locked in her hold while I watched her do exactly what I would have if I could, and the elf clutched her hair at the roots as she told the princess how she wanted it. My dick throbbed against my women’s lips as they lapped more hungrily at my shaft, and Deya’s breasts heaved while her breaths quickened from Cayla’s treatment.
Then Aurora cut me off again as Cayla released her hold on Deya, and I shook in the effort to contain myself while I let my five favorite curses slip out despite Aurora’s rules.
The beautiful elf was there to help me through it, though, and she stroked her fingers through my hair while she began whispering about how much she loved me and wanted me to wait. All of this eased my tension almost completely once Shoshanne began kissing my neck, but as soon as I thought I had everything under control, Cayla took my cock into her mouth with no warning.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I groaned.
Then everything stopped as Aurora arched a brow.
“Was that a ‘yes’ or a ‘more?’” the half-elf growled.
Deya giggled when I let out a harried sigh, but with my dick still poised in Cayla’s mouth, I already knew my answer.
“More.”
“Good,” Aurora murmured, and she raised a slender finger to the silk strap on her shoulder. “Because she was just getting you ready for me.”
Then the half-elf let the women continue working me over as her finger took a slow and winding path along her breast, and everywhere she touched, the fabric began to burn away.
Cayla kept inching me deeper into her mouth as her tongue pulsed against the underside of my shaft, but I kept my eyes on Aurora while she fondled her own hips and breasts to make her flames burn even brighter against her skin.
I could feel the heat radiating from the Ignis Mage as Deya and Shoshanne nipped at my ears and bit my neck, and when the last scrap of silk had burned away, Aurora grabbed Cayla by the hair to pull her off me.
Then the half-elf took the princess’ place between my thighs, and a tremor shook through my spine as I realized what she was up to.
So, I locked my jaw while I silently begged the gods for strength, but when Aurora wedged my dick in the heated bed of her cleavage, I had to inwardly command myself not to cum.
Repeatedly.
I relied on the hushed murmuring of my other women to get me through it at first, and they kept their bodies at enough of a distance so I could only feel the warmth of their breaths against my neck and ears. Then they started telling me how wet they were waiting for me, and how badly they wished I was inside them right now, and I knew I didn’t have much more in me.
The deep red glow of the flames made Aurora look more devilish than ever as she slid my dick between her tits until I was aching to release, and having my women’s bodies so close but out of my hold was maddening.
If I could have touched even one of them, I’d be able to hold out, but they just kept murmuring about all the things they wished I was doing to them right now while they kneaded their own hips and breasts for me. I was about to call the game off when Aurora sensed my resolve caving, and as soon as she stood up, Deya forced her nipple between my lips to distract me again.
The elf giggled as I drew her flesh deep into my mouth, and I was so relieved to have a hold on one of my women again that I was determined to keep her there. So, I locked my teeth down exactly how Deya liked, and the more I swirled my tongue
across her nipple, the more she let me feel her.
The elf’s satiny skin against mine was enough to remind me how much I’d love for them to do anything they wanted to me, but soon, I could feel all of my women’s lithe bodies around me.
They moaned softly as they forced their breasts into my mouth and grabbed anywhere they pleased, and they ran their hands over my muscles and clawed lightly at my chest and thighs. Whenever I got close to kissing their lips, they’d move away and kiss the rest of me instead, and every now and then, I’d feel one of my women move lower to lick at my dick.
It was the sexiest agony I’d ever been trapped in to see and feel every inch of them sliding against me, but the wicked cast of their eyes in the red firelight ignited a desire in my loins that verged on torture.
Then Shoshanne hitched her leg over my hip so I had a full view of her ass, and the thought of the healer’s unbelievably tight tunnel made every tantalizing second worth the wait. My heart pounded heavy in my chest as my other women kept devouring the rest of me, and while I waited for Shoshanne to finally release me, I watched her slowly slide herself up and down my shaft until I just about lost my mind.
Every muscle in my body was tensed from needing more, and my jaw locked itself to a painful degree as the caramel beauty writhed against me.
“Mason, you’re bleeding,” Deya giggled into my ear.
That’s when I noticed a warm trickle of blood dripping down my wrist from how hard I’d been bracing myself against the shackles, and I turned my head to meet the elf’s gaze.
“Take them off,” I ordered.
Shoshanne froze as Deya blushed to her roots from the look in my eye, but then Cayla chuckled against my neck.
“That’s never how the game works, Mason,” the princess reminded me.
I sent Aurora a warning look while the other women waited for her order, and the half-elf’s emerald eyes glinted as she slid her hand along the perfect curve of Shoshanne’s ass cheek just to push me to my limit.
“I’m sure you can wait a little longer,” Aurora murmured, and when Shoshanne rolled herself against me one more time, my blood surged all at once.