by Tamryn Tamer
“Never,” Brynn answered for him while punishing Renna. Frost looked down to see Renna’s face completely drenched in Brynn’s juices as the dark-haired bard played with herself. “We’re never going to leave.”
“Mmmff!” Renna moaned out as she squirted onto the mattress. From the size of the puddle it seemed she’d already squirted several times and Brynn intended to go until the green-haired thief passed out.
“Shael,” Frost grinned wickedly as the redhead rested on her stomach. If there was any chance of his cock calming down that was ruined as soon as he saw Renna’s face drenched in Brynn’s juices. He grinned at the dominant woman’s big athletic ass. “How do you feel about taking something bigger than a finger.”
“Yes,” Shael nodded as her face turned as red as her hair. She continued to lay on her stomach but lifted her ass slightly. “You can have every part of me my herald.”
“I love you,” Lysandra yawned as Frost gently rolled her off him.
“Shael,” Frost smied as he moved in position behind the tan elf and grabbed her firm ass and squeezed. He couldn’t believe how fantastic it felt in his hands and even more how fantastic it felt to have Shael obediently presenting herself. He slipped his fingers into her pussy and began lubricating her asshole with her abundant juices. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Shael whimpered. “I want you inside of me. Please fuck my asshole.”
“If that’s what you want,” Frost grinned as he pressed the tip of his large cock against her ass. He was so covered in juices that the tip slipped right in causing Shael to moan loudly. “Are you okay?”
“It feels so good,” Shael panted excitedly. “It’s so much better than Phyrra’s fingers.”
“Oh?” Frost leaned down and kissed Shael’s shoulders as he gently pushed himself deeper. “Does your roommate play with your ass a lot?”
“Only when I ask her to,” Shael whimpered. “If you want her to stop, I’ll…”
“No,” Frost said while slowly moving toward her ear. “Do you think Phyrra would let me watch?”
“Yes,” Shael panted as Frost’s cock thrust halfway into her ass. He began slowly pulling it out and thrusting it back in as Shael continued to moan. “Goddess please come and watch us. Join us. We’ve already talked about it…”
“You’ve talked about me?” Frost smiled as he slowly fucked Shael’s tight ass. “Are you plotting?”
“Yes,” Shael whimpered as Frost finally fit the entirety of his cock inside of her. “You were supposed to come over and talk about combat with me. Then Phyrra was going to volunteer to demonstrate some techniques, but they weren’t really techniques…goddess…my ass feels so good.”
“Does it,” Frost said while grabbing Shael’s arms and pinning them above her head as he plunged his cock into her asshole. The brawny elf whimpered with each powerful thrust of his cock and then he heard the unmistakable splatter of her cumming on the bedding. “So, if I want to do this to you in front of Phyrra…”
“Yes!” Shael’s ass tightened on his cock. “Please, fuck me in front of anybody you want as long as you fuck me Herald Frost!”
“You’re going to be the worst husband,” Brynn panted and smiled wickedly as she looked on. She laid exhausted in a puddle of Renna’s juices as the tiny elf was passed out beneath her with Brynn’s panties still in her mouth.
“Are you sure you’re going to feel the same way after your purge is over?” Frost kissed the tip of the redhead’s ear. “And what if I want you to serve Brynn?”
“Don’t involve me in your schemes,” Brynn laughed and looked for a dry pillow to rest on.
“Lady Brynn can have me if she wants,” Shael panted as Frost thrust inside her ass several times. “As long as you love me.”
“Of course,” Frost said as he began to release in Shael’s asshole. The redheaded elf began to quake as one more gushing orgasm poured forth. He kissed the exhausted redhead’s cheek. “What’s not to love? You’re all so perfect.”
“You’re definitely doing it on purpose,” Brynn grumbled as Frost grinned wickedly at her. She was right, he was definitely complimenting them on purpose just to see her pouty face. “I know it.”
“Hmm,” Frost looked back at the door. “I think I’ll…”
“Go check on Ena and Fayeth?” Brynn said judgmentally. “Are you sure you want to fuck Ena under these circumstances? She may be upset when she’s calmed down.”
“Hm,” Frost grumbled while glancing at the petite bard. She had a point. He’d much rather make Ena beg for it when she wasn’t under the influence of her hormones. “Fine, Frost learned toward Brynn. But then I want you.”
“Not until our wedding,” Brynn said while pressing her hand against his chest. “Then you can have me day and night until I can’t move. But until then…”
“I’m really hating that rule,” Frost said. “But I suppose it’s only a month.”
“Only?” Brynn chuckled. “It was easy before I met you handsome. There was nobody I wanted. Now I feel like my body’s on fire. A month feels like forever.”
“Well,” Frost leaned in and kissed his fiancé. “I promise to do my best to make you feel like I’m worth the wait.”
“That was almost sweet,” Brynn blushed as he looked for a dry spot to lay down beside her. “Maybe there’s hope for you yet.”
“I love you Brynn,” Frost kissed the bard’s neck. “That’s why I’m telling you that you shouldn’t marry me. I’m really going to be an awful husband.”
“Handsome,” Brynn stroked his face. “Stop trying to get out of it. You’re the one that I want. And don’t worry, I’m going to be an awful wife.”
“Really?” Frost grinned. “How do you figure?”
“Let’s just say that elf-fucker won’t be your own exclusive title,” Brynn said smugly while glancing at Renna.
“Oh?” Frost said playfully pecking her lips. “You think I’m going to share?”
“Share?” Brynn laughed. “I own you, remember? That means everything of yours is mine. But don’t worry, if you say sweet things to me I’ll let you watch.”
“Let me?” Frost smirked. “Good luck stopping me.”
“Handsome?” Brynn glanced at him like she had something she wanted to say. “Say it again.”
“Say what?” Frost asked.
“That you love me,” Brynn blushed while cuddling up next to him.
“I love you,” Frost smiled while kissing the petite bard’s cheek.
“I love you too,” Brynn said while adjusting. “Can we trade spots? Mine is all wet.”
“Won’t do you any good,” Frost sighed. “Mine is soaked as well. It’ll dry eventually.”
CHAPTER 29
“Sebastian,” Shalia’s voice rang in his ear and he opened his eyes. He was floating in a sea of starlight as the white-haired goddess stared at him. He was right that she and Lysandra looked similar, but simultaneously they were completely different. Shalia’s hair was white, but it burned like starlight and her amethyst eyes glowed like they were backlit. In fact, her entire body glowed like it was the source of light in the universe. Even her white gown was glowing. “It’s time to pay up.”
“Pay up?” Frost asked. “What are you talking about?”
“Our wager,” Shalia said playfully. “You bet me that you’d make an awful herald.”
“Oh,” Frost nodded as he vaguely recalled the conversation. “Yeah, you should pay up then.”
“Excuse me?” Shalia poked his chest. “You lost.”
“How do you figure?” Frost scoffed at the goddess.
“How do you figure you haven’t?” Shalia said irritably. “I sent you to the world and you risked your life protecting my followers! You are a great herald…”
“Let me stop you right there,” Frost interrupted. “Great? I killed a bunch of people and I didn’t even necessarily have to kill them. And how great is it to take advantage of a bunch of elves who are desperate to be loved?”
/> “No, no, no!” Shalia interrupted while poking him. “You’re sleeping with my followers even though it’ll get you shamed by the rest of the world! You’re loving them even though nobody else will! You’re a good herald!”
“I think love is a strong word. And I don’t care what the rest of the world thinks. Also, did you forget that I slept with Renna with Lysandra in the bed despite knowing it was wrong? Also, are you choosing to ignore that I plotted to take advantage of the end of their purge knowing full well they’d be hormonal. I also cheated on them with a bunch of courtesans and…”
“Right! The courtesans count as my followers now! Want to see something amazing?” Shalia said excitedly as she shifted from an elf to a Myrran. “See? I have a Myrran follower so now I can be a Myrran.”
“Huh?” Frost said as he stared at the white-haired Myrran with amethyst eyes. “What’s that have to do with our bet?”
“Nothing,” Shalia smiled as she changed back to her elf form. “But it’s exciting! Either way, you lost! And as for the end of their purge, if you’re such a bad herald why didn’t you sleep with Ena? You only slept with elves that previously showed an interest in you.”
“I was exhausted,” Frost grumbled despite knowing she had a point. “There was…”
“No, no, no!” Shalia laughed and pointed. “I heard that! You said I had a point!”
“No, I didn’t,” Frost growled as he made a mental note that she could read his mind. “Besides, I was on my way to do it but Brynn stopped me. I just didn’t want to piss off my fiancé.”
“Your fiancé,” Shalia gritted her teeth. “Right, her. I suppose that’s a point in the bad herald column. You should pick a different fiancé. How about Lysandra? Or Renna? Or any of the courtesans?”
“What’s wrong with Brynn?” Frost smirked. “Does it bother you that she’s a worshipper of Ziralia? I was thinking I might convert for her…”
“That’s not funny!” Shalia said angrily. “Ziralia has hundreds of thousands of followers! I don’t even have a hundred! It’s bad enough that my herald is marrying a follower of Ziralia.”
“I was kidding,” Frost laughed. “Anyway, I don’t really remember our bet. But I know that good people don’t do half the stuff I did.”
“Sebastian,” Shalia laughed. “Our wager had nothing to do with whether or not you were a good person. It had everything to do with whether or not you’d be a good herald. And you are a great herald.”
“I’m definitely not,” Frost chuckled.
“Oh really?” Shalia grinned wickedly. “Then tell me Sebastian, what do you plan to do next?”
“Next?” Frost thought about his plans and let out an audible sigh. “There’s so much to do. I have to build more houses, figure out some proper methodology for training the elves because right now they’re doing horribly, I should probably have a proper road built to Filan but that’s going to cost money…dammit. Basically, everything I’m doing is going to make the elves stronger which is going to entice more people to become your followers, isn’t it?”
“Exactly,” Shalia poked his nose. “You see Sebastian, being a good herald has nothing to do with being a good person. Although, I imagine you would have been an awful herald if you were sent by any of the others.”
“Why’s that?” Frost asked.
“Well,” Shalia tapped her chin pensively. “Tarr is a war god. You would have probably been killed as an imposter for even attempting a diplomatic solution. And you’ve met Ziralia’s followers, she’s just as judgmental as they are. As for Riliandra, well, she recently went from hundreds of thousands of followers to a few thousand worshipping in secret…”
“Right,” Frost nodded. “Rilia has the goddess hating warlord thing.”
“Exactly,” Shalia said. “My point is, you’re a good herald for me. So, I won our bet.”
“I still disagree,” Frost grumbled. “But what were the terms anyway?”
“You said, and I’m quoting you here,” Shalia smiled impishly. “You know what Shalia…if you’re right and I’m wrong, I’ll eat your ass.”
“Oh,” Frost grinned. “This is one of those types of dreams. Why didn’t you say so?”
“Does that mean you’re willing to admit you were wrong Sebastian?” Shalia asked smugly.
“It means I’m willing to pay up,” Frost answered.
“Good enough I suppose,” Shalia began sliding down a pair of celestially white panties from under her gown. “And I expect a full payment.”
“Absolutely,” Frost laughed as the goddess began to lift her dress.
“Frost!” Jasmine yelled while jumping on top of him and jolting him awake. “This village is so much fun!”
Frost was abnormally aggravated by the rude awakening but he wasn’t sure why. But that feeling faded fast as he stared at his excited Myrran. He wasn’t used to be being woken up by a beautiful cat-eared courtesan but he could get used to it.
“Shael says I can help with the children all I want,” Iris said cheerfully while shoving him awake. “Can you believe it? She said I can be her teaching assistant! I’m so happy!”
“And there’s meat in the kitchen!” Zinnia said excitedly. “We hardly ever got meat at the brothel!”
“Frost they’re your pets,” Brynn covered her ears with the pillow. “You take care of them. I’m still sleeping.”
“Really Lady Brynn,” Lysandra sat on edge the bed. She’d obviously woke up early to bathe and make herself presentable. It looked like Shael and Renna had done the same. “I would have thought you’d be excited to start planning your wedding.”
“Wedding planning?” Brynn pulled the pillow off her head. “Really?”
“Of course,” Lysandra said cheerfully. “I’ve discussed it with some of the others and we’ve decided we approve of you as Herald Frost’s wife.”
“I didn’t need your approval,” Brynn said. “I own him. I’ll do with him as I please.”
“Obviously,” Lysandra smiled. “But now we won’t work against you. Doesn’t that make you happy?”
“Are we invited?” Zinnia asked as her tail wagged back and forth. “Are we?”
“Please, please, please, please, please,” Iris said while bouncing. “Can we be invited?’
“Are we?” Jasmine pouted. “We promise we’ll be good! And everybody will be so jealous when we tell them we were invited to a royal wedding!”
“Yes,” Frost answered while yawning. “You’re all invited.”
“Yes!” Zinnia jumped into the bed and began licking his chest while moving lower. “Oh! You taste like…well, I bet you know what you taste like.”
“Are you feeling well?” Lysandra sat at the head of the bed and stroked his hair. “You look confused.”
“I’m trying to remember the dream I just had,” Frost said while staring at Lysandra. As she stared down at him, he remembered her white hair and amethyst eyes. “I think I was dreaming about you.”
“About me?” Lysandra giggled. “Herald Frost, you shouldn’t say things like that in front of your fiancé.”
“I told her I’m going to be a terrible husband,” Frost smirked playfully while grabbing Lysandra’s waist. “Besides, I can’t control who I dream about.”
“I should rethink the marriage,” Brynn laughed while climbing out of bed. “You’re a real heartless bastard handsome.”
“Obviously,” Frost said. “Lysandra and the elves stole it.”
“I swear you say the sweetest things to everybody but me on purpose,” Brynn said through clenched teeth.
“So,” Lysandra asked as she watched Zinnia getting dangerously low on his abs. The salacious woman was licking every inch of his body as if bathing him. “Tell me about this dream. Was it a good one?”
“I’m not sure,” Frost said pensively. “But I remembered enjoying it.”
“Frost,” Zinnia stroked his morning wood. “Would you like some help with this?”
“Well,” Lysandra lifted the
blanket to look at his rock-hard cock. “At least part of you remembers. When you’re done taking care of that come down for breakfast. There’s a lot to do today.”
“You’re not going to help?” Frost grinned.
“It looks like you have plenty of help,” Lysandra laughed as Zinnia licked him. “And if I’m being honest, I’m still sore from last night. I suppose I could if you insisted but you’d need to be very gentle.”
“Will you be better by tonight?” Frost grinned.
“If not I’m sure we can find somebody,” Lysandra smiled as she stood up. “We all love you after all.”
The End
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