by Tamryn Tamer
“Impudent little dog,” a holy knight growled. “If it weren’t for our orders, I’d…”
“You wouldn’t do shit,” Frost said haughtily. “You’re level forty-one. Be happy I don’t beat you to death with my cock in front of your friends.”
“Fuck,” the commander stifled a laugh as the knights glared at him. “You’re the one that requested a diplomatic solution Herald Frost. Are you even sure you know what diplomacy is?”
“I’m in a bit of a mood,” Frost smirked. “I just spent the entire day talking to women telling me about all of the bad shit that’s happened to them.”
“I could see where that might upset a man,” the commander nodded.
“They’re elves,” a knight said with disgust. “Not women.”
“You boys need to understand,” the commander said while gesturing toward Frost. “That man views elves no differently than humans. In his eyes, he’s talking to men who beat, rape, and murder innocent women and children. At least that’s how my daughter explains it.”
“Right,” the knight chuckled. “No wonder you volunteered for this. Your daughter’s one of those malcontents.”
“Watch your tongue,” the commander said. “That’s still my little girl even if she is a bit of a troublemaker. And I volunteered for this because I don’t trust the rest of you not to fuck it up.”
“I’ll host a delegation of up to ten guests here,” Frost said stoically..
“Fifty,” the commander said massively overbidding in hopes of getting Frost to immediately jump to thirty. “You have at least fifty villagers here after all.”
“Fifteen,” Frost said. “Otherwise we’ll have to put level stipulations on the delegation and I’d rather not.”
“Thirty-five,” the commander replied. “I imagine levels aren’t a particularly big concern for you since these two can’t scan you.”
“Fifteen,” Frost repeated his previous offer. “The village is small. We’ll be unable to entertain more than fifteen delegates. In fact, ten would be much more reasonable.”
“Twenty-five,” the commander said. “If space is a concern you should accept the invitation to Zira.”
“Twenty,” Frost said. “As an apology for being unable to accept the invitation to Zira. Although we have no room for them to spend the night and our food is limited to…”
“They won’t be staying or eating with elves,” the commander chuckled. “I mean no offense Herald Frost, but I’d be shocked if they even accept the invitation. When do you want them to meet?”
“When’s a good time?” Frost turned to Lysandra standing silently beside him. “How many days do we need?”
“It depends on whether the delegation is traveling from,” Lysandra said timidly. “If we’re getting a real delegation it’d take weeks but…”
“We’re coming from Blackwater,” the commander said. “It’s about two days on foot but about half a day’s ride.”
“Four days from now should give them plenty of time if they’re coming from Blackwater,” Lysandra answered. “They’ll be able to deliver the message and organize travel with plenty of time to spare.”
“That works,” Frost turned to Commander Grey. “Four days from now.”
“Alright,” the commander nodded. “We’ll send a messenger in a couple days if they accept the meeting. Agreed?”
“Agreed,” Frost nodded as the commander and his knights turned back toward the forest.
“Think they’re going to send an army instead?” Frost asked Lysandra as they watched the soldiers leave.
“I imagine if they planned on sending an army they wouldn’t have sent messengers,” Lysandra answered. “But you never know.”
“Well. I’ll have to prepare,” Frost said. “I’m going to have to pick a class.”
CHAPTER 8
The evening was surprisingly active with most of the village showing up at the temple for dinner. Several of the elves helped in the kitchen while others delivered food to tables as if it was a restaurant. Since the temple served as a communal space Lysandra let everybody come and go as they pleased but normally it was pretty empty. The newfound popularity was obviously due to Frost.
Eventually the elves all left but not before several tried to entice Frost to come with them. He probably would have taken them up on their offers if Lysandra hadn’t attached herself to his arm. Not that he was complaining, as far as he was concerned, she was the most beautiful woman in the village.
“Be careful,” Lysandra smiled as Frost turned down a rather appealing offer from Mira. The amethyst-eyed priestess didn’t seem jealous as much as cautious. “They can get rather attached.”
Finally, as the evening came to an end, Lysandra took him upstairs and he wrapped his arms around her. As he kissed her neck, he laughed at the irony of Lysandra warning him about the elves becoming attached. As he made love to her, it became undeniable to Frost that he was becoming attached to the white-haired elf.
His lips traversed every inch of her body as he immersed himself in her. It wasn’t the lust he’d felt the previous day but something different that he’d never felt before. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and never let go as he thrust himself inside of her.
“What was that?” Lysandra asked as she laid next to him. “It was different.”
“Good different or bad different?” Frost asked as he pulled her close. It was embarrassing to think he was getting attached to a woman he met the day before. He wasn’t the guy who got attached. He was the guy who got dumped for being too distant and he was always fine with that.
“Good different,” Lysandra cuddled into him and yawned. “Very good different. Very, very, very good different. I’d like to do it again if that’s okay.”
Within minutes the beautiful elf fell asleep and Frost followed shortly behind.
“Mmm,” Frost groaned as he felt Lysandra’s lips on his cock. He smiled as he laid there with his eyes closed while her tongue swirled around the tip. Her saliva slowly lubricated him as her soft hand stroked his thick shaft. “That feels amazing.”
“Shh,” Lysandra chided as she continued to lick him. It was different than her previous blowjobs. It was more deliberate, as if she was taking her time to worship every inch of his cock. The way she licked his balls while gently stroking his long shaft felt incredible. “Be quiet or she’ll wake up.”
“Uh-huh,” Frost moaned while slowly moving his hips while she kissed the sides of his cock. It was like he was caught up in some fantastic pleasurable dream. And as her words finally registered in his mind, the dream ended. “Huh?”
Frost resisted the urge to react as he slowly opened his eyes and saw Renna’s emerald eyes staring up at him. The petite short-haired elf smiled as she slowly licked every inch of his long shaft while he laid there motionless.
“Mmm,” Lysandra moaned next to him while gripping his muscular arm like a body pillow.
He bit his lip hoping to force himself to remain quiet as Renna continued to worship his cock, completely undeterred by Lysandra’s presence. He noticed a Stealth Lvl. 3 buff above Renna’s head and while glancing at the door saw a lockpicking set on the floor.
“Renna,” Frost moaned as the petite green-haired elf continued her service. “We shouldn’t.”
“Shh,” Renna glanced at Lysandra again and made the universal gesture for slitting one’s throat followed by the one for hanging and finally crossed both hands on her chest while rolling her eyes into the back of her head as if mimicking a corpse. Then she mouthed the word Stealth while pointing to herself and nodded.
“Fuck,” Frost turned his head away from Lysandra as he groaned. While Lysandra was definitely much more skilled, Renna’s slow deliberate pace as she sought to study every inch of him was an experience of its own. Not only that, the fact that Lysandra was sleeping right next to him made it all the more exciting, and wrong.
“Mmm,” Lysandra tightened her grip as he tried to gently slip his arm away. “Frost.”
“Damn,” Frost clenched his teeth as Renna made her way back to the tip of his cock. The playful elf took the head of his dick into her mouth and began sucking on it. She definitely had no idea what she was doing but she seemed to learn fast as she continually tried new things while gauging his reaction.
At first, she simply placed his cock into her mouth and used her lips. When she saw that had little reaction, she added her tongue into the mix with positive results. Not long after she figured out that intensity played a role as well.
“Renna,” Frost whispered away from Lysandra while hoping the sleeping priestess wouldn’t wake up. He planned on telling her to stop but hearing her name caused the elf to suck with even more intensity and Frost’s conscience began warring with itself. “Fuck.”
“That’s nice,” Lysandra moaned in her sleep. “Right there.”
Renna took his cock further into her mouth and let out a soft moan as she ran her hands up and down on his abs. The emerald-eyed elf stared at him timidly as if she were waiting for praise. And he wanted to praise her, she was trying so hard to take his massive cock deep into her tiny throat.
“That feels so good,” Frost quietly moaned. He knew he shouldn’t have said it but the part of himself that wanted her had basically clubbed his sense of propriety into a coma. Renna excitedly increased her pace as Frost gently thrust his hips. “Holy fuck.”
“Mmmm,” Renna exaggerated her moan as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and started stroking it.
She climbed up to her knees so Frost could see her clearly in the moonlight as it shined through the window. She was wearing a long white transparent camisole. It stretched just below her hips but not far enough as Frost stared between her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties and he found himself staring at her beautiful hairless mount and dripping pussy.
“Renna,” Frost bit his lip while staring at her tight athletic body. He glanced at Lysandra nervously and then back at the green-eyed elf looking down on him. Everything about the situation was wrong as Renna stroked his cock while gradually moving her pussy closer to it.
“Hm?” Renna waited with her pussy hovering over his cock. It took him a moment to realize she wanted permission. She slowly swayed her hips back and forth as she waited for him to give her approval. Approval he simultaneously did and didn’t want to give. He was already complicit enough without asking her outright.
She momentarily released his cock and slowly lifted her long camisole. Frost’s heart pounded so hard he thought it might wake up Lysandra as the athletic elf slowly revealed her abdomen followed by her small pert breasts. She threw the top on the floor and winked at him while waiting for an answer.
“Hmmmmmm?” Renna grinned while sliding her fingers in her pussy.
Frost nodded approvingly before he had time to think. That was all Renna needed as she started to lower herself down on his hard cock. He was immediately met with resistance as Renna’s tight went pussy wouldn’t budge. The short-haired elf growled and began aggressively fingering herself to loosen up. Frost’s hips moved on their own as he watched the sexy elf masturbate.
“Uhhnn,” Renna covered her mouth as she moaned. Frost’s cock twitched uncontrollably as he grew desperate to be inside of her. She must have read his mind as she once again attempted to take his cock. “Fffffffmmmm!”
“Slow,” Frost whispered as Renna continued to struggle. He could feel her tight pussy gradually stretching to accommodate his cock and after an eternity on the cusp it slid inside of her. The two of them simultaneously exhaled as if they’d finally gotten what they desperately wanted.
Frost’s lingering reservations washed away as Renna smiled. She looked so genuinely happy as she stared at him. The playful elf reached down to grab his free hand and immediately guided it to her chest. She nodded excitedly as Frost stroked her hard nipple while she tried to take him deeper.
“Ahhh,” Renna sighed pleasantly as she slid further down his cock. The entire time refusing to break eye contact. She placed both of her hands on his abs for balance as her legs started to tremble. She let out a quiet squeal as he slid deeper inside. “Oh, goddess please.”
“You’re so beautiful,” Frost said so quietly he wondered if she heard it. Her face immediately turned red confirming she had.
“Frost,” Renna whispered as she finally took his entire cock. The small elf slid her hands up his abs and chest as she slowly leaned down. Frost’s heart was pounding and he felt her pussy tightening on his cock as she leaned down to whisper, “This is my first time with a man.”
Frost felt her pussy tensing and relaxing as his cock twitched in response. Renna rested her chest against his and he felt her heart pounding just as powerfully as his. As committed as she was to sneaking in and being with him, she was still nervous.
“Are you okay?” Frost asked quietly as Renna rested on him. He ran his free hand up and down her back reassuring the slender elf as she panted.
“Yes,” Renna replied while slowly moving her hips. Her soft inner walls slid against the tip of his cock causing a shiver to shoot through him. She adjusted so her face was hovering an inch above his. Her green eyes sparkled with a pure love for him as she nervously asked, “Can I kiss you?”
“Yes,” Frost answered while bending his neck to meet the elf’s lips. Renna’s lips were softer than the sound of feathers landing on the forest floor. The way the gorgeous elf masterfully slid her tongue into his mouth sent a chill down his spine. Although she might not have been skilled in sex with a man, she was an unbelievably talented kisser.
“This feels so good,” Renna gasped for air as she gradually increased her pace. Frost found breathing difficult himself as he attempted to control himself to avoid waking Lysandra. He glanced over and her eyes were still closed. “Frost.”
“Yeah,” Frost whispered as his cock throbbed inside of her. Renna’s soft pussy relaxed as she moved down and tightened as she lifted up, as if the elf was trying to milk him. “Is it okay to cum inside of you?”
“Yes,” Renna answered while kissing him. “If you want, you can cum inside of me. Please. Use me.”
“Fuck,” Frost thrust his hips up, timing himself with Renna’s movements so they didn’t work against each other. After a few gentle movements they were in synch and the pleasure filling Frost was intensifying. He wanted to fill her up more than anything in the world. “I’m going to cum.”
“Frost,” Renna whispered with a trembling voice. Her entire body tensed up. “Cum now. Please.”
“Renna,” Frost panted as his cock throbbed. Even if she hadn’t asked, he was going to cum. He couldn’t hold it any longer as she took his cock to the base and waited there. A wave of euphoria overtook him as his legs trembled and he began to fill her pussy.
“Oh goddess please,” Renna whimpered while squeezing Frost. Her pussy clamped down on him as her entire body shivered. “I’m cumming.”
Renna rolled her hips against him allowing her to prolong her orgasm as Frost continued to fill her tight pussy. She grabbed his face with both hands and tears filled her eyes as she leaned down and kissed him until their orgasms subsided.
Frost gently stroked her short soft hair as the slender elf rested on his chest. He felt a little guilty about being her first male partner but also happy. Guilty because he felt the beautiful elf should be able to do better than a guy like him but happy that he was able to please her.
“Was I okay?” Renna whispered. “I mean, if I did anything wrong…”
“You were perfect,” Frost answered while kissing the top of her head.
“Was I better than Lysandra?” Renna asked sweetly.
“Don’t you dare answer that,” Lysandra yawned while squeezing Frost’s arm. His entire being filled with terror as his heart pounded harder than he thought possible. He turned toward her and her eyes were closed just as they were earlier.
“I…” Frost froze. He couldn’t speak as his brain was overloaded with a million different options al
l leading to a bad ending. He’d just fucked another woman while in bed with Lysandra and she knew. He managed to squeak out the only response he could think of. “I’m so sorry.”
“For what?” Lysandra asked while rubbing her eyes. “Frost, the only thing to be sorry for is waking me up. And that’s Renna’s fault more than yours.”
“It’s fine,” Renna said while slowly grinding her hips on him. “If she wanted us to stop, she would have told us when she woke up.”
“When she woke up?” Frost’s heart pounded faster as he stared at the elf priestess. “How long have you been awake?”
“Since right before she got on top of you,” Lysandra said while running her hand down Renna’s back. “And it’s rude to ask him to compare us like that Renna.”
“I just want to know if I did a good job you evil crone,” Renna grumbled.
“He already told you,” Lysandra aggressively smacked Renna’s ass. “He said you were perfect.”
“Fine,” Renna lifted her head and smiled at Frost. “Do you want to go again?”
“No,” Lysandra pushed Renna off Frost and proceeded to adjust her own positioning. The ivory-haired elf stared menacingly at Frost while pulling him closer to make room for Renna. She stared at him threateningly and it was the first time she’d ever shown him genuine anger. He was admittedly nervous. “I’m tired. Now, go to sleep. Both of you. If either of you wake me up again, there will be consequences. Understood?”
“Understood,” Frost said as Lysandra pressed her body against his. She adjusted several times trying to get comfortable as Renna giggled while touching herself on the opposite side.
“Renna,’ Lysandra growled like she was one second away from turning into a monster. “Stop playing with yourself and go to bed.”
“But it feels weird,” Renna said. “It’s all squishy.”
“Yes,” Lysandra said. “Cum is all squishy.” Lysandra paused for a second and then shot up and stared at Frost with panic-filled eyes. “I never taught you the infertility spell!”