by Logan Jacobs
I glanced down the barrel one more time to make sure it was aimed at the right place. When I saw the smaller orc ship was even with the mouth of the barrel, I wrapped my hand around the line, and then I yanked it back with all of my might.
The explosion that followed rattled my brain and nearly busted my eardrums. Ringing echoed through my head, and it took me a second to regain my focus. I eagerly looked in the direction the cannonball had gone, and I hoped it would hit the ship and take them out all in one go.
We weren’t quite so lucky, though.
The cannon barrel was shorter than I’d expected, and the projectile fell short. The cannonball plopped into the water just feet away from the orcs, and it caused a small wave of sea water to flood their ship.
“We need to get closer!” I shouted to anyone who would listen.
I spun around and tried to figure out how to speed up our ship and get us even closer to the orcs. I didn’t want to risk wasting cannonballs until I knew we were in range of the ship.
“How’s this?” Mira hollered as the warrior tipped the boat and brought us even closer to the orc ships.
“Good job, Mira!” I encouraged the warrior as she steered us straight on with a determined look on her face. “Theora and Jemma, can you guys fire the other cannon yourselves?”
“Yes!” Theora nodded, and then she and Jemma took off as I started to load my cannon again.
I grabbed the swab that was hooked on the back and quickly shoved it down the barrel to clean out the burnt residue and gunpowder.
The orcs watched in horror as we reloaded our cannons, and they started to try to load their own weapons.
But fear made them fumble, and I got mine loaded first.
I gripped the line with my right hand as I aimed the barrel of the cannon right at the center of their ship. It looked to me like their captain was the one behind the wheel, and I wanted to take him out first.
I sucked in a breath, and then yanked the line back. The hammer fell and sparked the gunpowder, and another massive explosion wracked my body.
This time, though, I was ready for it. I stayed completely upright and watched gleefully as my cannonball zoomed through the air and smashed into the center of the orc ship, right where the captain had stood.
“Yes!” I hollered. “Take that, you idiots!”
Seconds later, another ball exploded from the cannon Jemma and Sarayah were stationed at. It slammed into the side of the orc vessel and caused a massive explosion, and debris and guts flew into the ocean like an explosive projectile vomit.
“Yes!” I pumped my fist into the air.
Now, the entire crew of deer women had come up onto the deck, and they were ready to watch the orcs and their ship sink to the bottom of the sea. Theora and Nima’s bows and arrows were slung over their shoulders, and they looked prepared to take out any orcs individually.
I spun back around, cleaned, and packed my cannon for a third time. Both cannonballs caused significant damage to the orc ship. The upper deck, steering wheel, and captain had been completely taken out, and the bow of the ship had been destroyed by the cannonball the Jemma and Sarayah fired.
As soon as my cannon was loaded, I didn’t even hesitate. I just grabbed the line, aimed right at the center of the ship, and yanked.
An explosion of wood and orc guts bloomed out where my cannonball hit, and the pieces splashed into the water like a wave of trash and chum.
The orc vessel was done. It had been hit too many times in vital places. A few orcs jumped ship and landed in the salty ocean, but they had no life raft to hold onto.
A cheer went up from the deer woman as the vessel sunk down into the ocean. It tipped forward as it slowly descended, and then, when it hit the vacuum, the entire vessel was sucked under and disappeared with a few bubbles and a slurp.
The three orcs who had managed to make it off the ship before they were sucked into the ocean treaded water as they looked around dumbly. We watched their surprised faces as our ship approached them, and a satisfied grin spread across my face.
“How the hell did you get one of our ships, you bastard?” one of the orcs shouted as we sailed up next to them.
“We took out a whole army,” I called down with a smirk. “You assholes better be ready. Because I am coming for you.”
“You may have stolen our ship, but you will never be any match for our numbers,” a second orc sneered.
I rolled my eyes and turned away from them to face Theora and Nima, who had their bows ready.
“Take them out, ladies.” I nodded at them.
The two deer women grinned as they each nocked an arrow and strolled up to the rail of the ship. They took aim at the orcs, and then fired their arrows straight through their fat, greasy heads.
Without another word, the orcs stopped treading water as their bodies flipped around in the waves.
“Good job, everyone,” I said as I turned to my crew. “You guys have had quite the adventure on this ocean. First a storm, and now an orc ship.”
“Thank you, Ben!” Jemma grinned. “You are such a fearless leader. What would we do without you?”
“Ben is a hero!” Theora shouted as she threw her hands up into the air.
The women swarmed me and wrapped me in a cocoon of hugs, kisses, and praise, and I basked in the glory of it all for a moment before I felt a pair of soft lips brush my earlobes.
“I would like to go below deck and show you my appreciation.” Jemma’s musical voice swept over my eardrums like silk.
“Oh, yes, please,” I whispered back to her.
The women stayed above deck and talked about the ship we’d just taken out, while Jemma and I danced below deck to have our own private party.
Jemma slid the door closed softly and climbed into the bed with me. Then she snuggled into my side and ran her fingers up and down my chest, the way she always did. The movement was just as comforting to me as it was to her.
I let myself relax into the feeling of her hands on my chest as she stroked me, and I nuzzled my nose into her soft auburn hair.
“I very much liked how you looked as you fired the cannon,” Jemma murmured with a soft smile. Then she turned and looked into my eyes for a moment before she pressed her soft, luscious lips to mine.
My dick hardened inside my pants and started to strain against the material as I lost myself in the feeling of Jemma’s lips on mine.
Her hand trailed down my stomach and into the waistband of my pants, and she gently brushed her fingers all the way up and down my cock.
Shivers of arousal rolled up my spine as I quickly flipped her over so she was on her back, and I looked deep into those beautiful chartreuse eyes.
“I want to pleasure you,” I murmured.
I didn’t even give Jemma a chance to answer, though. I just trailed open mouthed kisses down her neck, over her shirt, and to her stomach, and I pushed the soft, white material of her blouse up as far as I could to expose more of her soft, creamy white skin.
Jemma helped me and pulled her shirt off completely. Her pert, round breasts were perfect, and the pink nipples stood hard against the chill of the sea air.
I kneaded her right breast with my hand, and I gently pinched and twisted her nipple so I could watch the pleasure roll over her face.
“Oh, Ben!” Jemma gasped. Her chartreuse eyes squeezed shut, and she arched her back impossibly far as I gave her breast all the attention she craved.
I bent my head and sucked on the other one, and I swirled my tongue over every inch of it, over the slight goosebumps and warm skin, as the most erotic string of sounds escaped Jemma’s mouth.
Slowly, I shifted down her body. My mouth never left her skin, and I kissed and licked the plane of her stomach like it was the most wonderful ice cream cone I’d ever had.
I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pushed them all the way to her ankles, so she was completely exposed to me.
“Ohhh.” The auburn-haired beauty was complet
ely relaxed as she laid there in front of me and waited for whatever move I made next.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered.
I pushed her legs apart to reveal a glistening pink pussy, which was wet and ready for me, so I dragged one finger over her lips, and I let out a satisfied groan when I came away with a string of her arousal on the tip of my finger.
I couldn’t bear to tease her any longer, so I dipped my head down and kissed her hard clit gently.
Jemma’s entire body jumped and seized with pleasure when I did that, and a scream of excitement ripped from her throat.
“Shh,” I chuckled. “The entire world will hear you.”
“I do not care,” she mumbled as she stared down at me with hazy eyes. “I want the world to know that you pleasure me this well.”
I groaned at her words and swiped my tongue from her ass to her clit as a thank you. Then I dipped my tongue in and out of her pussy and swirled it over her clit while my hands worked to hold her hips down and keep her mostly in one place.
The task proved difficult, though, because nearly every single touch of my tongue sent Jemma into a near seizure.
Finally, when I could feel her walls tighten and throb with need, I trailed my right hand down from her hips and gently pushed one finger inside of her soft wetness.
Instantly, Jemma’s walls clamped down around me and tried to suck my hand in completely. She needed to be filled with my cock, but I enjoyed the feel of her pussy on my mouth too much to give in just yet. I sucked her entire clit in between my lips as I added two fingers at once. I pushed them in more roughly now, and I started to pump them in and out of her at a ruthlessly fast pace.
“Goddess, Ben, more!” Jemma instructed.
Keeping her hips down was a complete workout for my arm at that point, but I didn’t care. I gently bit my lips down on her clit as I did as she asked, and I slammed my fingers in and out of her slick heat. The sound of her wet pussy filled the air as I pumped her, and I could feel Jemma begin to come undone beneath me.
So, I turned my hand so my palm faced upward, and I gently searched for the little rough spot inside of her that I knew would drive her wild.
The moment I found it, a primal scream ripped through Jemma’s throat as her walls convulsed around me, and she came while babbling my name.
I continued to pump into her slowly as she came down from her high. Her back fell flat against the mattress, and she took a few deep, heavy breaths before she opened her eyes and looked back at me.
I grinned at her and slipped my fingers out from her slick warmth gently.
“That was amazing,” she mumbled.
“It’s not over yet,” I replied with a grin.
Jemma bit her lip, and her chartreuse eyes flashed with excitement over what was to come. The auburn-haired beauty adjusted herself into a better position, and she spread her legs even wider for me. Then she pulled her full pink bottom lip into her mouth and stared at me in anticipation.
Slowly, I crawled over her until our mouths met once more. I traced the roof of her mouth with my tongue, and I enjoyed the way she moaned as her body writhed underneath me. One delicate hand reached around to grab my ass, and she gently kneaded the soft skin in between her fingers.
I reached between my legs to where my hard dick was, and it throbbed with need as I brought it right up to her entrance. Slowly, I pushed just the tip in, and the speed of my movements was more for my benefit as I relished the feel of her warmth around my tip.
Jemma’s tunnel clenched down around me, and she threw her head back as her legs spread even wider in a silent plea for more.
I obliged her and pushed all the way inside her warmth.
“You feel so fucking good,” I groaned into Jemma’s neck, and I lost myself in the feel of her, the way her body molded around me, and how she met each of my movements with one of her own.
My cock needed more, though. I needed friction. So, I pulled myself out, almost all the way, and then slammed back inside Jemma with no warning. Her body met mine as I drove my cock into her, all the way to the hilt, before I pulled out and repeated it, again and again.
We fell into a hot and heavy rhythm, and her hips bucked up to meet me every time I slammed into her. I touched every inch of her I possibly could, from her breasts, to her face, to her stomach, as I lost myself in the sweet moments of our love making.
Well, I supposed this was also baby making.
I pulled out of her after a moment and flipped her thin body over easily, and Jemma silently shoved her perfect, round ass back toward me to offer herself. Then I reentered her from behind and continued with the fast, steady pace.
I ran my fingers along her spine and around to her front so I could take her breasts in my hands. I rolled each nipple between my fingers, and Jemma cried out again. Another string of noises left her mouth, and she fell forward with her face flat to the mattress.
The sound of slapping skin and sticky wetness filled the room for a few more moments before I felt the tightness in my balls.
“I’m going to cum in you,” I growled through clenched teeth.
“Yes! Fill me with your seed, Ben!” Jemma cried out.
“Ohhh, Jemma.” I pulled out one last time, drove all the way inside of her as deep as I could go, and then let out a moan of pleasure as I released.
Cum erupted out of me and poured into Jemma like a faucet filling a glass, and her walls clenched around me as her pussy drank up every last bit of the creamy white seed.
“Yessss … Fillllll meeeee.” She prostrated herself even further, as if she wanted to keep it all inside of her as best she could, and I groaned at the sight and pleasure.
I stayed inside of her as the waves of pleasure rolled over me. My eyes closed on their own, and I let myself relax into the blackness of a blissful orgasm.
After a few moments, I came to and slipped out of Jemma. The auburn-haired beauty stayed in her position for a few more minutes as she came out of her own post orgasmic state, and when she was ready, she turned over and snuggled under the thin blanket I’d managed to scrounge up.
“Thank you for your seed, Ben,” she murmured.
“You are absolutely welcome,” I whispered.
I slipped under the covers next to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. She snuggled back against me, with her back flush to my torso, and I listened as her breathing became more even instead of the irregular huffs from her sexual workout.
“Do you believe we will arrive soon?” Jemma asked in a curious tone.
“Hopefully,” I replied as I stroked a hand absentmindedly through her soft hair. “That storm knocked us pretty far off course, but I am fairly sure we’ve been heading in the right direction. We’ll know soon enough if the island we’ve seen for the last day is ours. If not, I’ll look at the map and figure out where we need to go.”
“I am so thankful the Goddess led you to us, Ben of the Dragon People,” Jemma murmured as she rolled over to face me and looked me straight in the eyes. “I always wanted to go on an adventure, but I was never sure how to tell my sisters. I was afraid they would think I was crazy or idiotic. But now that you have come along and helped them to see other people are not always so terrifying, I hope they will understand I want to travel more.”
“What if you’re pregnant?” I asked.
“Oh, I hope I am!” she giggled.
“Would you still like to travel with the baby?” I laughed.
“Absolutely!” Jemma nodded. “I want our child to be exposed to many different things, just as you are. I do not want him or her to be afraid, the way most deer people are, of what is out in this world, so yes, I hope I am pregnant.”
“You’ll know soon enough,” I chuckled. “You’ll have a dream just like Ainsley did.”
“Yes,” Jemma sighed. “But Ainsley had her dream so easily. I am afraid I will not. You have already filled me with your seed once before, and it did not work.”
“So, we keep doing this
until it does work.” I shrugged. “I don’t know about you, but I find this activity pretty damn enjoyable.”
“Oh, yes, I would say I like doing this with you more than I like anything else,” Jemma giggled.
I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, but before we could go for round two, there was a knock on the cabin door.
“Yes?” I called out.
Mira stuck her head in.
“Ben, I think you may need to come up here,” she said apologetically.
“We didn’t find our island, huh?” I asked. “Damn it. I guess I’ll just have to take a look at the map.”
“No, we found it.” Mira shook her head. “We are getting close, and I believe it would be best if we were both up on deck to make sure they can see it is us.”
“Yeah, I agree.” I yanked my pants and shirt on quickly, and then I followed Mira up the stairs to the upper deck.
Sure enough, it was our island. I’d know the white, sandy beaches and massive wall anywhere.
The guard was up at the top of the wall. I could see Sela’s gray-blue head in the center.
Sela was alone on the wall, though. It seemed all the other dragonkin women had retreated to the castle in case there was a battle they needed to ride out. Of course, with only Sela on the guard, it wouldn’t have been too long of a battle.
“Sela!” I bellowed as loudly as I could. “It’s us!”
Dear one, George’s voice suddenly spoke in my head. You are back!
“Yes,” I replied both out loud and through our link. “Get down to the beach. I can’t wait to see everyone.”
Mira steered the ship a little ways to the right and into a calmer alcove before she dropped the anchor into the ocean. We were about a quarter of a mile off the shore, far enough that we knew we would be beached when the tide fell, but close enough that the ship was still easy to get to.
“You all should stay here,” I told the deer women. “Mira and I are going to row ashore and talk to them first.”
“Be careful,” Ainsley murmured, and her bright blue eyes were worried. “The woman who stands atop the wall seems very tense. I do not want her to accidentally kill you before you have a chance to show her who you are.”