Herald of Shalia 5

by Tamryn Tamer

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Erena panted as Frost rubbed her clit while licking her soft porcelain asshole. “Yes, yes, yes. Lick my ass while I mark you. Lick my ass while I mark you.”

  Erena’s warm juices splattered against his face as he continued tonguing her sensitive asshole. The beautiful white-tailed fox-woman moaned in ecstasy as she released all over him, marking him in her scent.

  “Yes,” Erena moaned as she shivered. “T-that was a-amazing.”

  The beautiful Kina got off his head and leaned down to kiss him while spreading her juices all over with her hands. Between her and Madam Gardenia he imagined that every Kina in a hundred-mile radius would be able to tell who he belonged to.

  “That was amazing,” Erena repeated as she kissed him. “You’re amazing.”

  “And he’s not finished,” Madam Gardenia said as she climbed off him. “There’s one thing left to do, isn’t there?”

  “There certainly is,” Frost said as he rolled over and pinned Erena against the bed. “It’s my turn to mark you.”

  “M-mark me?” Erena asked while staring up at him, her sapphire eyes practically glowing as she reflexively spread her legs for him. “O-okay.”

  “You are so gorgeous,” Frost said as he kissed the gorgeous Kina.

  Frost slowly moved his cock toward her dripping cunt and pressed the tip against her tight opening. The tip of his cock slipped right in, causing the fox-eared woman to gasp. Erena quickly spread her legs wider, hoping to make accepting him easier. She wasn’t the first woman to have that thought and unfortunately for her, it never actually worked.

  “F-fuck,” Erena panted as Frost’s thick cock made its way deeper, stretching every inch of her warm tight cunt. “Holy fuck, holy fuck…”

  “You are both so sexy,” Madam Gardenia said while grabbing Frost’s waist from behind. The crimson-haired Kina gently pushed him as he slowly drove his cock into Erena’s soaked cunt until the white-tailed woman accepted every inch. “So unbelievably sexy.”

  “Haru?” Frost panted as he felt the crimson-haired Kina press her hips against his ass. She slowly rolled her hips, rubbing her fluffy mound against him as if she were fucking him.

  “Shhh,” Madam Gardenia panted as she continued humping him. “Just fuck her.”

  “Fuck me,” Erena said while wrapping her arms around his neck. “Please.”

  “Okay,” Frost panted as he gently pulled his cock out of the fox-eared girl’s drenched cunt. With one fluid motion he drove it back inside of her, causing her to yelp. He watched as the outline of his thick cock pushed into the petite Kina’s stomach and immediately imagined filling her up.

  “Just like that,” Madam Gardenia panted as she slowly humped his ass, attempting to match her rhythm with his as she thrust her hips against his ass. “You belong to me. You’re all mine.”

  Frost continued fucking Erena as Madam Gardenia gradually became more aggressive, shoving her hips into him as if she really wanted to fuck him. Suddenly he felt the crimson-tailed Kina shove her hands between her legs as she started touching herself while humping him.

  “Do you love my Kina pussy?” Erena asked while staring into his eyes. “Do you love my tight little Kina pussy?”

  “I love your tight little Kina pussy,” Frost confirmed as he felt her pussy squeeze his cock. “Fuck, you’re so fucking amazing Erena.”

  “Fill up my naughty Kina pussy,” she moaned. “Mark me. Make me yours. Please make me yours.”

  Frost kissed the beautiful Kina and started rolling his hips, his pace increasing with every second as he felt the Kina’s cunt squeeze him tighter and tighter until she erupted. Her juices poured over his cock as her body quaked uncontrollably. He thrust his cock to the base, pinning the trembling Kina as his cock pulsed inside of her, filling the beautiful white-haired Kina’s cunt until it was overflowing.

  “Yes, goddess, yes!” Madam Gardenia moaned as she pressed her fluffy mound against him and rubbed her clit. After a few seconds he could feel her juices dripping onto him as she slowly rolled her hips against him. “Goddess…that was so good…”

  The crimson-haired Kina collapsed beside Frost as he continued to gently roll his hips inside of Erena, savoring the sensation of her soaked cunt squeezing his cock.

  “You’re unbelievable,” Erena panted. “You know…Haru called you Frost at some point…”

  “You must have misheard,” Frost said as he buried his face in the white-haired Kina’s neck.

  “I suppose I misheard then,” Erena said while running her fingers through his hair. “Is this how we’re going to sleep?”

  “Maybe,” Frost said.

  “Absolutely not,” Madam Gardenia said while playfully pulling Frost off of Erena and he ended up between the two amazing women.

  “You know, if you want to do that for real my darling Renna has a toy you can use,” Cassia said from the doorway. “If you really want to make love to him, I mean. She uses it on me all the time and she even has different sizes.”

  “Well, I know you’ve been there for at least a while,” Frost sighed as he glanced at the white-haired prophet. “Did you find what we are looking for?”

  “I did!” Cassia said. “I found the prophet after three stops. I must say, Riliandra definitely held up her end of the bargain on the prophet. I think she might have been one of the prettiest Florenne I’ve ever seen.”

  “Really?” Frost asked.

  “Absolutely,” Cassia said. “But you’ll have to see for yourself. I wrote down the details about the company and the auction is going to take place in a few days so there’s time. In the meantime, do you want me to search my bag for that toy I was talking about?”

  “Another time maybe,” Frost said. “I drank a lot tonight and kind of want to sleep.”

  “Alright,” Cassia said while disrobing. “Well, I’m joining you in here. Move over.”

  “No,” Erena said, grabbing Frost’s arm and wrapping her tails around him. Madam Gardenia quickly did the same with the other side as the two women bathed him in their fluffy tails. “We’re taking these spots.”

  “I could always make you move,” Cassia said sternly as she tossed her brassiere on the dresser. “I was the only one working tonight and I already missed the fun parts. The least you can do is let me cuddle.”

  “Move over for her,” Frost said to Erena. “We’ll have plenty of opportunities to cuddle.”

  “Fine,” Erena sighed as Cassia slipped in between them and pressed her large chest against Frost.

  The violet-eyed elf cuddled up against him and wrapped her arm around him as Erena covered both Cassia and Frost with her fluffy white tails.

  “This is nice,” Frost said as a sea of fluffy tails covered him. “I could get used to this.”

  CHAPTER 29

  The next day Frost went to the Black Crown Company’s office with Madam Gardenia while the other women slept in.

  Madam Gardenia insisted that Frost avoid wearing black or white since the company could view that as presumptuous of his approval. He ended up wearing a combination he affectionately called his consort's regalia. The outfit consisted of a crimson mid-length three-button coat with a matching vest, undershirt, and pants, all crafted from Lishri’s highest quality silk. All of the accents and trim were gold as was the metalwork, of which there was a surprising amount. Lishri had the blacksmiths specially craft her ornamental buttons and pins engraved with Arachne runes for the suit. He rarely wore it because whenever he did the black Arachne in the village would find themselves unable to stop following him around. He imagined it had something to do with the entire outfit being bathed in Lishri’s scent.

  “Red really isn’t my color,” Frost sighed as he adjusted the collar of his shirt.

  “What are you talking about?” Madam Gardenia chuckled as Frost helped her from the carriage. She was wearing a long-sleeved gold gown with lace accents. Her neckline plunged slightly more than the black and white dress she’d worn the previous day but
was still fairly constrained when compared to her typical outfits. “You look excellent in red. Besides, it’s not really about the color as much as it is about the cut. And Lishri is a genius.”

  “She’ll be happy to hear that,” Frost said while staring at the large brick building in front of them.

  The building reminded him of those old red brick warehouses he would sometimes see while driving through smaller towns. It was extremely well-built but the overall design wasn’t very gaudy and it was clearly a place of business.

  “Well,” Madam Gardenia while inspecting both of their outfits. “Now, remember that whether or not we get to stay in the city is dependent on you getting accepted as a member. If you are, I can get the permit extended immediately and have the permanent one in a few days.”

  “I know,” Frost said. “Best behavior.”

  “Exactly,” Madam Gardenia said. “We’re in Nir for something else entirely so don’t let this become your main focus. Once we have what we came for and are safe at home, you don’t need to be nice anymore. It’s just temporary. So just smile and nod to get the permit.”

  “You act like I can’t control myself,” Frost chuckled.

  “You beat a company bloody last night when you could have just walked away,” Madam Gardenia said.

  “They drew their weapons first,” Frost said. “I was in the clear.”

  “You threw the first punch,” Madam Gardenia replied.

  “I’m not going to let a guy with a weapon drawn strike first,” Frost said, defending himself.

  “There were a hundred ways for you to deescalate that situation,” Madam Gardenia said while straightening the collar of his shirt. “You wanted to hurt them, so you did. It’s very likely that you’ll meet people in here that you want to hurt, don’t.”

  “I’ll behave,” Frost said while playfully nudging her. “Alright?”

  “I suppose,” she sighed while leading him into the building.

  The interior reminded him of an old city hall or a lawyer’s office. The hallway leading to the reception was extremely wide and the reception itself was one large semicircular desk. One of the three young men sorting paperwork looked up as Frost and Madam Gardenia approached the desk.

  “Miss Bloodtail,” the man said while nodding politely. The other two men stationed at the desk sneered as they continued to do their paperwork. “Welcome back.”

  “We have a meeting with the master,” Madam Gardenia said while pointing at a large ledger. “Lord Sebastian and Haru Bloodtail.”

  “Let me verify,” the man checked the ledger and blotted something out with ink. After writing something new he placed the ledger on the counter and turned it around for Madam Gardenia and Frost to look at. “If you’ll please sign here to show that you arrived.”

  “Thank you,” Madam Gardenia said while picking up a pen. She swiftly signed next to her name in the book and handed the pen to Frost. “You’ll need to sign as well.”

  “Alright,” Frost said as he took the pen from her. Although the young man managed to blot out the word Foxbitch the ink failed to cover the indentation left by the pen. Frost ignored the insult and scribbled his name next to his own.

  “It’s a bit difficult to read…” the boy went silent as Frost glared at him. “Never mind. If you’ll follow me to the waiting area.”

  “Be nice,” Madam Gardenia whispered to him as they followed the young man upstairs.

  “I didn’t say anything,” Frost said.

  “You didn’t have to,” Madam Gardenia chided. “You have a way of looking at people…”

  “I can’t help the way I look,” Frost retorted.

  They followed the young man up two flights of stairs and down a short corridor to a pair of large double doors.

  “One moment,” the young man said as he knocked on the door, waited three seconds, then went inside. After two minutes he came back out and opened the door for them.

  Madam Gardenia and Frost entered a room that easily took up three fourths of the entire floor. Cherry-colored hardwood decorated the floors and elegantly carved pillars of the same wood supported the cathedral ceiling. Glowing spheres hanging from the pillars provided the lighting since there weren’t any windows in the room.

  Left of the entrance was a series of bookshelves filled with ledgers that Frost suspected were used to reference business transactions and contracts. The far wall was covered in portraits of men and women that Frost assumed were important to the company. Finally, to the right, was a caged off area full of communication orbs where a trio of men in banker’s guild uniforms sat.

  In the center of the room was a large conference table with four men standing around it. Based on their ornate black and white uniforms they were all company officers and the man at the head of the table was the one they referred to as the master. Behind the master was a well-dressed woman that was undoubtedly a noble.

  It wasn’t the gaudy dress or the ridiculously high-maintenance curls that gave it away, but the way she carried herself. Her perfect composure that could really only be attained by years of being pressured by noble society to present yourself as better than everybody around you.

  “Welcome, Lord Sebastian,” the master said while nodding his head politely. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you. Lady Bloodtail has certainly done her best to speak on your behalf but I’m eager to discover how much of it is an exaggeration and how much is fact. I am Master Cawley and this is my wife Lady Cawley. Joining us for this meeting are Sir Fletcher, Sir Hillard, and Sir Eldon.”

  “Thank you for meeting me,” Frost said while nodding at the man. “I’ve sailed a long way so I’m hoping that things go well.”

  “The way Lady Bloodtail described your financial positions I wouldn’t have thought that transportation costs would be a concern,” Master Cawley said.

  “The opportunity costs are the concern,” Frost said. “This endeavor will cost me nearly a month of my time before it’s done and a month of my time is worth a lot.”

  “A lot?” one of the men chuckled. “I doubt that.”

  “Speak plainly Eldon,” Master Cawley said.

  “I haven’t had much time to look into this man since yesterday, Master Cawley, but I did find out that he’s staying in the menagerie. A man with a lot of resources wouldn’t be staying in the menagerie.”

  “Disgusting,” Lady Cawley said. “I told you this meeting was a mistake, husband.”

  “Lady Cawley,” Master Cawley snapped sternly. “I am reminding you once again to not give your opinion unless I ask for it. Understood?”

  “Yes, husband,” the woman said while scowling at her husband.

  “I apologize for the interruption,” Master Cawley said. “My wife believes that because she was raised with all of the best tutors that she knows best. That being said, I am curious as to whether or not there’s a good reason that a man rumored to have vast resources would be staying in that part of the city. Is there?”

  “The simple explanation is that it’s where the most opportunity is,” Frost said confidently. “I am not here to relax. I am here for business.”

  “That is indeed a very simple explanation,” Master Cawley said. “Could you give me a more complex explanation?”

  “I would rather not,” Frost said. “There’s no guarantee that I’ll be joining the company. Even if I were guaranteed membership, it’s my understanding that you provide me with licenses and permits that I need to conduct my business in exchange for an annual fee. As for business endeavors, each member manages their own business.”

  “You are partially correct,” Master Cawley said. “We do provide licenses and permits but those licenses and permits are attained through our relationship with those that issues them. Our members can also serve as important investors to those that don’t wish to fund their own ventures. Additionally, we’ve spent years cultivating relationships with shops, suppliers, and even other companies. These relationships can be leveraged by our members, depending
on where they stand within the company. Obviously, you would not have the same access as somebody that’s been a member for decades.”

  “And some members will never have that access,” a gaunt old man said while staring at Madam Gardenia.

  “Exactly,” Master Cawley said. “So, when I ask you about your complex plans, it’s not because I have any intentions of interfering with your business. In fact, when two members have conflicting interests, we mediate the situation and find an acceptable solution for all parties. The same thing happens when partners find themselves unable to cooperate with each other. We’ll even mediate conflicts with other companies when necessary. We also provide legal services and loans for our members. So, please, the complexities.”

  “I don’t want to discuss them in entirety,” Frost answered.

  “Whatever you’re comfortable with,” Master Crawley said. “Just enough to put our concerns at ease.”

  “I was doing research,” Frost said. “Everybody knows that the heir to the throne of Nir despises demihumans and will give preferential treatment to those that favor humans. As a result, I suspect companies are eliminating their demihuman accounts and scrambling to acquire accounts with human venders. Specifically, they’re looking for human vendors that can buy the low and mid-level products that demihumans normally purchased. Without buyers for those products, they won’t be able to use up their lower quality materials or train new artisans. In the meantime, demihumans are looking for vendors.”

  “We don’t want to be in business with demihumans,” one of the men growled.

  “Please Hillard, let him finish,” Master Crawley said. “I’m curious about how you intend to make a profit given the low margins of cheaper goods. If you intend to ship the goods to Nir, the transportation costs would eliminate any profits.”

  “My costs and your costs are different,” Frost said confidently. “There’s a reason that Goldsail relies so heavily on trade. Nir’s war with Rilia has massively increased the cost of materials. You have to sail halfway across the continent to get raw materials and before those materials even arrive you’ve lost most of them to bandits and thieves. Haru can attest to that.”