The Knight and the Acolyte Book1 Chapter 5 Elvish Heat
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Acolyte Sophia – Blath Forest, The Kingdom of Secare
Angela kissed me.
My heart stopped.
Her lips were hot and soft. Her large, naked breasts pressed against my traveling robes. My nipples hardened and a flush of heat washed through me. I closed my eyes and let the strong woman hold me, her tongue claiming my mouth. My head spun.
The fear and excitement of the fight against the monster morphed into pure lust. I moaned into her kiss. I had forgotten about everything. The tentacle, panther-like monster lay dead nearby, Angela's sword impaled into its furry body.
I had helped Angela slay it. I ran at first, scared beyond my wits. But I managed to find a small bit of courage to come back and help Angela. She needed the help. She was being fucked by the monster, its spiny cock plunging in and out of her pussy while its tentacles had wrapped up her body.
Angela's hands found the soft, leather belt that held my robe closed. It came off, dropping my satchel of potions and enchanted dagger to the forest road. The robe parted, my pale, naked form revealed to Angela's exploring hands.
Her tits pressed on my small breasts. They were covered in something sticky. A hot flush ran through my body. My pussy became molten fire. I forgot about everything but this wonderful woman in my arms.
Angela growled into the kiss, her hands sliding around my naked hips beneath the robe to squeeze at my ass. She pulled my pussy against the cold chainmail loincloth that covered her sex. I ground my clit on the hard metal rings, shuddering in delight.
"Fuck!" Angela snarled. "Pater's cock, but I need to fuck you."
"Ravish me!" I moaned as she pulled me to the ground. "Do what ever you want to me, sir Knight."
Angela was atop me, her red hair falling into my face as she kissed me again. Her hips ground, rubbing her chainmail loincloth into my pussy as we kissed. My hands slid down her naked back to her ass covered by another thin strip of chainmail. I squeezed her butt, pulling her harder against me. My clit burst in delight.
"That's it!" groaned Angela as she ground on me. Both our clits were rubbing on the chainmail, separated by the thin links of metal. "You're so fucking hot!"
"So are you!" I gasped. "Slata's cunt! I've been wanting this since we left. Why didn't you ever join my bed at the inns? We could have made such sweet love."
"You're such a spoiled brat!" she groaned, humping harder. "Oh, yes! Pater's thick cock! Mmm, that's nice! I'm gonna cum!"
"Spoiled?" I gasped in shock, my fingers tightening on her asscheeks. My pussy spasmed. I was so on fire. The sticky substance on her breasts made my skin tingle and burn. My eyes fluttered. I wanted to be mad at her, but I was so damned hot for her.
"Always whining and complaining!" gasped Angela. "But not today! You helped! You saved me from being bred by the monster!"
"I did!" I moaned. "Oh, yes! I did! I saved you!"
"And you're so cute and sexy!" Angela leaned down and gave me another hot kiss.
My heart beat faster. Angela was a beautiful woman, strong and graceful. Her body was perfect, no fat, great curves, bouncing tits, and her face. She could be intimidating and sensual, passionate and powerful. She was a sexy warrior.
My orgasm shuddered through me. I moaned into her kiss. Our hips ground together. I never wanted to let her go. My body quivered and thrashed beneath her. My nipples kissed hers. My body drank in every sensation as my juices flooded out onto her chainmail.
"Gods, yes!" Angela gasped as she broke our kiss. She ground harder against me, grinding the metal into my sensitive clit. Another wave of orgasmic delight shuddered through me. "Oh, yes! Saphique's virgin cunt!"
Angela came. I nibbled on her chin as she groaned and shuddered. Her body squirmed atop mine. The chainmail rasped over my clit. The pleasure was intense, almost painful, on my sensitive nub. I shuddered as bliss kept rolling through me.
"Damn, you are sexy!" Angela groaned, leaning down to kiss me. "But I need more."
"I know just the thing," I purred. "Roll onto your back."
Angela rolled off of me. The sunlight fell on her heaving breasts as she squirmed. What little armor she wore—her shoulder pauldrons, bracers on her wrists, and greaves over her leather boots—glinted and flashed. She seized her breasts, squeezing her nipples as she writhed and moaned.
I slipped out of my robes and cloak, letting my clothes pile on the ground, and padded naked over to my discarded pouch. There were three potions of healing, an ampoule of holy milk, and a virgin's best friend—a dildo carved of fine marble polished to a slick sheen.
"You naughty acolyte!" gasped Angela when she saw the black shaft swirled with white.
"This is no ordinary dildo," I grinned, spreading my thighs and shoving it into my flesh. "Holy Saphique," I chanted, my juices coating the shaft. "Give life to my toy so I may give pleasure to all who love you."
The dildo hummed to life in my pussy, vibrating hard. I shuddered in delight and pulled out the magical shaft. Angela frowned as I moved towards her. The shaft's edges blurred as it hummed back and forth, and droplets of my pussy juices flew off like drops of rain.
"You'll love it," I grinned as I straddled her face.
Angela pulled me down with eager hands, her lips nuzzling into the folds of my pussy. I shuddered in delight, squirming on her face. Her tongue slid through my folds. She lacked the skill to be an acolyte of Saphique, but her tongue still knew where to touch to excite me.
I leaned down, rubbing my belly against her hard nipples as I spread her thighs. I pulled the chainmail loincloth to the side, exposing the shaved lips of her pussy. Her tangy excitement washed over me. A salty scent mixed with it—cum. The monster had ejaculated in her ass.
"I'm so sorry," I whispered. I knew most women enjoyed a real cock, but I shuddered to think of a real penis inside me. I was still pure, untouched by man.
I kissed at her thigh as I rubbed the vibrating dildo up and down her her vulva, teasing the lips of her labia. Her vulva was flushed with her excitement and dewy with her juices. Her hips undulated as she moaned into my cunt.
"Stop teasing me!" Angela moaned. "I need it in me! Fuck me with it! Make me cum!"
"I will," I purred. "Just relax. I'm temple trained to please a woman."
My belly piercing was adorned with a ruby, proclaiming my mastery of cunnilingus. My lips kissed closer to her vulva as I teased her. Angela's tangy juices flooded out as her excitement grew, puddling down to her asscheeks. The scent was intoxicating. I shuddered, clenching my pussy and releasing a flood of juices for Angela to devour.
Her tongue flailed through my pussy. She was frantic to cum. My lips kissed on one side of her slit while I moved the vibrator closer. Her labia were cute, protruding out of her slit like a pink ridge. I licked with my tongue, my piercing sliding along her flesh, and brought the magical dildo to her labia.
"Yes!" she gasped as the humming pleasure teased her.
Angela's fingers squeezed on my ass. She gasped and moaned into my pussy. She devoured me as I ran the vibrating dildo up and down her labia. The black tip grew shiny with her dew. She shuddered beneath me, her stomach clenching and flexing beneath my small breasts, caressing my nipples.
"Fuck me!" she begged. "Stop teasing me!"
I smiled, my pink tongue and hard piercing flicking at her clit. She squealed into my pussy as my tongue stud brushed her clit. I loved pleasuring a woman. I was so glad to finally give Angela this pleasure. I wanted her to remember our first lovemaking.
I pushed the dildo into her pussy. She gasped and spasmed. "Oh, yes! That's so wild! Oh, my Gods! Gewin's mighty cock, that's amazing!"
I groaned in delight. My own orgasm built as I pleasured her. I slid the dildo in and out of her pussy, her pink labia clinging to the black shaft. My tongue nuzzled at her clit, swirling around the sensitive bud and gathering up the tangy juices that flowed from her pink depths. I loved rubbing the tip of my tongue stud against her clit and making her moan into my pussy.
"Mmm, you are delicious," I purred. "Do you like my toy, Angela?"
"I love it!" she gasped. "Sophia! I've never! Oh, damn! By the Gods, I'm gonna cum so hard!"
"Good!" I moaned and took another lick at her clit. "I want you to erupt. I want you to cum so hard on my dildo. I want you to feel my love."
"Love?" groaned Angela. "Oh, yes! Slata's hairy cunt! I'm gonna cum! Fuck me faster! Harder!"
I listened to her, moving my hand faster. I sucked my lips onto her clit. She screamed in delight into my pussy. Her tongue shoved deep into my hole, fucking me like I fucked her cunt. My pussy clenched. I shuddered and came, squirting my juices into her mouth while I moaned about her tiny clit.
"Yes! Gods, yes! You wonderful slut! I'm gonna cum, Sophia!"
"Do it!" I moaned. "Give into your pleasure! Enjoy the gift Saphique gave all women! Cum!"
Angela spasmed beneath me. She groaned and gasped, cursing as her delight rolled over her. I sucked on her clit and shoved the vibrating dildo deep into her depths. Her thighs squeezed on my face. She bucked hard beneath me. I nibbled and sucked on her nub. I prolonged her orgasm.
"Oh, Gods!" she gasped. "Oh, Gods! I'm still cumming!"
I gave her multiple orgasms. I attacked her clit as she thrashed beneath me. I paid attention, bringing her to the limits of her pleasure, and then backing down. I lifted my pussy from her and turned around, snuggling against her and kissing her on the face. Our tongues tasted each other's passions. I could stay like this forever, just holding her.
A horse neighed in pain.
Angela gasped and I sat up. "No, Midnight!"
We were so caught up in our lust we had forgotten about her wounded charger. He lay on his side, his flank clawed up by the monster beneath his steel barding. Angela rushed to her horse, falling down beside his head.
"I'm so sorry," she moaned. "I can't believe I let myself get so caught up." She kissed his nose as he neighed in pain again. "You were an amazing horse. I'll miss you."
She drew the dagger from her belt.
"What are you doing?" I gasped.
Tears burned in her blue eyes. "Putting him out of his misery. He's lame."
"Don't! I have healing potions." I scrambled for my pouch and pulled out one of the glass bottles}, its base round, filled with a milky liquid. I rushed over to her, pulling out the cork stopper with my teeth. "Here, have him drink this."
"Thank you!" Angela gasped, tears spilling down her cheek. She poured the milky contents into Midnight's mouth. "Drink," she whispered as she stroked his neck.
The horse neighed. His legs kicked. The bloody cuts renting his hide glowed with a pink light, sparks dancing in the air, and then the light died. His hide was unmarred, though still matted with the blood he lost. Midnight heaved his body, rolling onto his knees and standing up with a great strain. He shook his mane, his barding clanking.
"Thank you, Sophia!" Angela kissed me again.
I loved kissing her.
Knight-Errant Angela
It was a mistake to kiss Sophia. The first time, I had been consumed with the aphrodisiac of the panthopus's slime. But the second time, I didn't have that excuse. The moment I broke the kiss, I saw the infatuation in Sophia's green eyes.
As we searched for her mare Purity, who had bolted during the fight, she kept brushing against me and trying to hold my hand. It would be sweet, but Kevin still held a place in my heart. Sophia was a sweet girl and, despite us being the same age, she was still a girl. Immature, bratty, and cute all at the same time.
We found her horse after an hour. Purity calmly stood on the edge of the road eating at a patch of grass. Sophia squealed in delight and ran to her mare, hugging the white horse's head and planting a kiss on the horse's snout.
As we rode through the Blath Forest, Sophia kept her mount close to mine. She wasn't riding side-saddle like she had the first three-and-a-half days of our journey. When the panthopus attacked, Sophia had fallen off her mare when she bolted. Straddling her saddle caused the hem of her robe to slide up, baring her naked calves. They were ... fetching.
Sophia was beautiful, her playful, green eyes were always darting about, and her petite frame was always moving as she looked around. She wasn't whining and her face wasn't twisted into a petulant pout. It was an attractive face, and she glowed when she smiled. Every time she licked her lips and her tongue stud flashed in the sunlight, my pussy clenched—that metal stud had felt amazing on my clit.
By evening we left the woods and reached another village. Sophia was so eager for the bed. She devoured her simple stew without complaint and then dragged me upstairs. I should have stopped her, but I couldn't fight her enthusiasm. She made love to me with a fierce passion. I could see it in her eyes how much her infatuation burned inside her.
I felt guilty afterward as she lay cuddled against me. Her lips moved, and I could almost hear her whisper, "I love you," as she drifted off to sleep.
But I loved Kevin. Even if he made me so angry that I wanted to strangle him. My heart was torn, and sleeping with Sophia wasn't helping. I almost felt like I was cheating on Kevin. We had an open relationship. I never felt like I was cheating when I had other lovers. Maybe it was Sophia's crush. She was cute and beautiful, and my heart raced when I was around her.
I vowed to stay out of her bed tomorrow night. I needed to let her know that I enjoyed fooling around, but I didn't love her. She was just too immature for me. I watched her fall asleep, stroking her face.
"So cute," I sighed, my heart aching. I hated the guilt. Why should I even feel guilty after the way Kevin acted? Why did I have to still love him after he doubted my commitment to the Knights Deute?
I watched Sophia's face relax. She was beautiful as she slept, a precious doll.
Sophia was bubbly the next morning, eager to be off. She didn't seem as sore as she had the first day, growing used to riding all day. The sun was just rising before us as we set off down the road. The farms turned into ranches as we entered the Tith Hills. Herds of cattle grazed the hills around the mines. We past slower wagons heading east towards the city of K'hol, carrying the ore found in the mines.
After midday, Sophia pointed at a well-maintained road. "That leads to my mother's estates," she smiled.
"A shame we don't have the time to visit her."
Sophia nodded. "Maybe on the way back."
"Yeah." I forced myself to sound cheery and positive. Would we come back? No knight who went after Dominari had returned. While Lady Delilah was confident I could succeed, and Sophia had high hopes the Lesbius Oracle would guide us, I harbored doubts.
Kevin's words returned. My anger flared. I loved and hated him. How could he doubt my commitment to the knights? It was my duty to try and kill the dragon.
"We are coming back, right?" Sophia whispered, her lower lip trembling.
"Yes," I nodded and reached out to take her hand.
She gave me such a happy, love-filled smile. Why did I take her hand? Why did I keep encouraging her crush?
We reached the city of K'hol. A dark reek hung over the town. Smithies and foundries burned across the city, smelting and forging the valuable copper and iron found in the Tith Hills. The commoners all seemed stained with soot. Even the buildings had a thin, grimy veneer from all the foundries.
We found an inn and despite my resolve, I fell into bed with Sophia again.
Xerathalasia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae
We finally found the basilisk's trail on the fifth day of the hunt. We had crossed the Deorc forest, nearing the western edge. The elvish villages we had passed were all scared of the monster's presence. Two elves had been killed and a third petrified. All had been mated by the basilisk first.
"Spoor," Quenyathalee pointed out. She was a tall and willowy elf. Like myself and the rest of my hunters, her naked body was painted in greens, browns, and blacks.
"What do you think, Xiloniasa?" I asked, motioning for the young, petite elf to come forward.
"Me, Xerathalasia?" she squeaked. She hung in the back, crouching in the brush. She had been at the rear all day.
"Yes," I nodded. "You need to learn." She was a new hunter. She moved with skill and grace, and had a keen eye. She was timid, but experience would help to correct that.
"I ... well..." She shifted her shoulders, her eyes narrowing and her long, pointed ears quivering.
"What is wrong?"
"She's in heat," chortled Deliasonele. "First time, Xiloniasa?"
Xiloniasa nodded her head. "I ... yes. It's my first time. I ... I didn't know it would happen while we were on the trail." She swallowed and stood up. A cock had sprouted from her pussy, thrusting hard before her. She grasped it, giving it a stroke. "I'm so hot. It's so hard to think."
Relythionaia tugged on her long braid of green hair. "That's an impressive cock you grew, Xiloniasa."
"Thanks." The younger elf looked down. "I ... I think I need ... to be satisfied."
"With a cock that hard, I think you do," Deliasonele grinned. "Start stroking."
"Could I ... get some relief from one of you?" She stroked her cock. "It's just begging to be touched by someone else."
I knew that feeling. Once a month, for about three days, an elf would go into heat. Our hermaphroditic nature would assert itself and a cock would sprout. It was easier now that I was older, but I remember my first few times. I just had to fuck a woman. I didn't care in what hole or if I would get the elf-maid pregnant. That's how I married Atharilesia. We were both so horny, she let me fuck her pussy. We've been married ever since I came in her pussy's depths. I knew in other races, marriage could be complicated, full of strange rituals, but for elves it was simple—if you fucked her pussy, you were married.
If I was to ever fuck another elf's pussy or let an elf fuck mine, I would commit one of our greatest crimes—adultery. Of course, my mouth and ass were free to be used. I couldn't get pregnant by blowing an elf.
"I'll help you out," I purred. "Relythionaia, care to help."
"Sure," Relythionaia smiled. "Going into heat happens on the hunt, Xiloniasa. Never fear, we'll keep you satisfied, and you'll do the same for us."
My pussy itched as I knelt before Xiloniasa. Her small breasts rose as she shuddered. Relythionaia knelt beside me, an impish smile on her lips. I had fucked Relythionaia's ass and mouth many times on the hunt, and her cock knew my asshole almost better than she knew her wife's pussy.
The life of a hunter often kept us away from our spouses and families.
I was glad my sister Nyonthilasara was there to keep my pregnant wife company while I was away.
Xiloniasa shuddered as I ran my tongue up her shaft to her tip. Relythionaia copied me, her pink tongue flicking along the sensitive tip of the cock. I let my tongue swirl, brushing Relythionaia's. Our lips met, kissing briefly around Xiloniasa's cock.
"Oh, wow," Xiloniasa gasped. "That's so much more intense than having my pussy played with."
"Cumming with a cock is the best," Deliasonele sighed. "I wish I had one every day."
"You'd never get anything done," laughed Quenyathalee.
Xiloniasa's hands gripped my green hair as we teased her cock. She let out another moan, her cock throbbing against my lips. She shifted as I nibbled on her tip. My lips kept brushing Relythionaia. We kissed and played with Xiloniasa's cock.
"Please, I need more! I need to cum," the young elf moaned.
"Mmm, I bet you do. You're so backed up," I purred.
Relythionaia swallowed Xiloniasa's cock. The young elf moaned as I kissed and nibbled down her shaft. I reached the wet folds of her pussy. I licked and nuzzled. She tasted like roses. I savored the flowery nectar as my tongue flicked through her delights.
"Wow! That's so hot! The pleasure's are mixing together," panted Xiloniasa.
"Xerathalasia is the best at pussy licking," Deliasonele giggled. "Just let her tongue take you away while Relythionaia sucks all the cum out of your cock."
"Matar's cock, yes!" Xiloniasa groaned.
I fucked my tongue deeper into her pussy as Relythionaia loudly sucked. The wet slurping made my pussy so wet. I shoved a hand between my thigh. I found my aching clit, stroking it with my fingers as I moaned my delight into Xiloniasa's tasty snatch.
Xiloniasa's hips thrust forward, pushing her cock deeper into Relythionaia's mouth. Hot pussy smeared across my face as I struggled to keep my lips licking through the folds. Xiloniasa seized Relythionaia's braid, clutching it hard as she fucked the elf hunter's mouth.
"Swallow her cock all the way!" Deliasonele called out. "Deep-throat the horny slut!"
"Oh, yes!" Xiloniasa shuddered as her cock disappeared all the way into Relythionaia's mouth. "That's so hot."
Relythionaia moaned before sliding her mouth up Xiloniasa's cock. Her lips came off with a wet pop. "Your turn, Xerathalasia. Let me get a taste of her hot pussy."
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