Hero King Ch 4 (Original Fantasy)

The King and his 'crew' spend a day on the island.  

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>Chapter Start<

The island turned out to have only trees that bore fruits for the most part. The three of us traveled to search for a settlement but found no signs of people.  Our eyes tracked animals, mainly seagulls and birds flying above, and a small collection of fish skirting along the coastline. The two girls said they heard the sounds of other beasts hiding in the brush focused on the center of the small inlet.

I lead my two prisoners / companions back to their small boat and arrived there near the afternoon without much reward. It was my hope that that their small boat would be good enough to get us back to a civilized island.

‘I have a kingdom to a rule and a family to reunite with,’

Pevilin’s voice broke through my concentration. “I’m hungry. We’ve been working for you all day, your Highness,”

Her snarky tone made me smile. I made a motion like I might cast some spell. The lithe redhead flinched and then when nothing happened, I saw fire in her eyes. The would-be assassin’s golden-brown eyes looked at me, and then at the swords I’d put in the boat. In the end, she didn’t try anything stupid.

“Pevilin, go get us some dinner. Mela and I will prepare a shelter for the night. We leave at first light, tomorrow morning,”

She grumbled and asked Mela to come with her. The other woman with her shaved pussy and larger teats looked back and forth between herself and Pevilin for a moment. In the end, the pirate’s partner stuck with me, putting Pevilin in an even worse mood I suspect.

“Suit yourself. Just don’t be surprised when he kills us once he’s used us for what he needs. I know that’s what’s rolling around in his crownless skull,” The spicy redhead picked up some hunting gear and then set off. I ignored her and started looking for what they had on hand.

It was near dusk when I finished up the small tent. It wasn’t perfect, but it would be better than freezing like we did the previous evening. Then I noticed Mela standing close to me. At first, I thought she was going to try something like Pevilin had when we first met. Strangely, the blonde woman’s lips trembled, and her hips gave off a nervous swaying as she noticed my eyes on her body.

“Do you need something, Mela?”

“I’ve been waiting the whole day for you to order me to bend over, my King. You fucked Pevilin but haven’t touched me!” She half-mumbled, half-cried out.

I wiped my brow and let out a laugh. She shrunk back a moment and I shook my head and pat her on the shoulder.

“Pevilin tried to attack me. You did not. I only give lessons like that to those who need them,”  I caressed her chin and she trembled, obviously feeling excited by the simply, caring touch. Big pretty eyes the color of emeralds looked up at me. Her breast rose and fell with the beating of her nervous heart.

“I leaned that sometimes… a King must sometimes keep his lust in check. But since we’ve completed our work, bend over, now…” I ordered her with a grin, knowing now just how badly she’d been waiting for me to tease her and play with her.

The tasty-looking blonde quickly did as she was asked. While the waves washed along the shore, she took off her clothes and exposed her clean-shaven pussy to my eyes. She looked as appetizing as her friend. Neither of the pirates had skin as smooth or as perfectly kept as my wife and stepdaughter, but they had a rough beauty to them. Plus, it wasn’t like there was anything else to do for the moment.

Spreading out her legs, I spat onto her pussy and then began rubbing my spittle with my fingers to coat every little inch of her pussy.

“Oooh… Your Highness…” Mela purred out as she got nice and wet with every rub and brush of my fingers. When my head leaned forward and I plugged up her naughty folds with my tongue, the wetness centered on her petals became even more pronounced.

“You’re getting wet as the sea…” I teased her and spit on her folds once more before descending again. Her taste was tangy and tinged with sweat after are marching, but nothing stopped me from gorging my appetite. If anything, it simply spurred the lustful heat boiling up from my balls while my cock became hard and stiff.

“Thank you… Ohuah… your tongue is… really good… but… can I… can I have your cock too please?” The naughty slut muttered in between frantic whimpers craved from the pleasure she felt. Not want to make a woman wait, I quickly slid my tongue out of Mela’s cunny and then slapped her hip before positioning my own hips between her legs. With that, I plunged my hard cock into her warm and slippery folds.

“Oooohuaaahh Yes!... It’s so big… please… keep moving… yes!”

Once I began fully bottoming out inside the frisky assassin’s cunt, a great tightness flourished all around my swollen sword. I enjoyed the little difference between the two pirates’ cunts. Pevilin got wetter faster when I claimed her, but Mela’s folds sucked on me with such delicious yearning. Her passage was  like a ravenous mouth that kissed and nibbled on my cock as I penetrated her gushing clam.

“Oh, my King. Punish me, I’m a bad bad girl,” Mela cried out as the warmth of her silken walls stirred up the arousal coursing through my balls. I grabbed her hand and then quickly flipped her body over so that her belly rested on the pile of clothing we’d spread out beneath us. From there, I continued plundering every inch of her succulent vessel.

“Why should I punish you? You’re not as bad as Pevilin,” I mused while my mind faced off against multiple waves of boiling and intoxicating pleasure.

“No, I am very bad,” Mela protested…

“Wicked like… like a witch. I stole a dress off a cloth’s line when I was six, and I always take more at dinner than I needed. Punish your subject, make me pay for my crimes with my cunny!” Mela screams and cums while her pussy wriggles and tenses all over my cock. Her walls become so juicy and wet that it feels like I’m going to melt. I growl through the rushing pleasure roaring through me.

“You’re… nraah… a bad little girl. Here… enjoy some medicine!”

My hands reach forward and grab firm grips on her tits while her pussy squirts and her body jerks in the mesmerizing pleasure of her orgasm.

“Ahuah.. ah ah ahuuaah… Fill me… fill my pussy with your kingly seeduaah!” My hands hold her body back and keep my throbbing rod pressed right up against her womb. Her pussy pulses and leaks out more cum while her pleats milky out as much of my cum as possible.

“Yes yes yes… Oooohmmm… ahuah… blazes… it feels so… hoot… mrmmm…” Mela whimpers out. Our bodies continue writing and boiling against one another as my cum fills out every inch of the slutty pirate’s hole.

“Yes… Mrmmm… my king…” In the heat of passion, I hardly have the energy to correct her. Our bodies end up faltering down onto the sand. Mela turns back to me, eagerly kissing my lips and cheeks while my hands squeeze and slap her tits. Beyond the noise of her lips smacking against me, I suddenly hear another sound. Bootsteps rushing across the sand.

“I need a quick escape with no doorstep. Luckily, I come prepared, with MISTY STEP!”

Pevillin swings the big heavy rock but it ends up missing my head as myself and Mela fly off in a mist of silvery light. Moments later, I appear behind the pirate who just can’t seem to put aside her urge to kill me. Grabbing her by the throat, I slam her body onto the ground.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

“Come on Pevillin, you don’t have to be jealous that I was fucking the king,” Mela moves over and pats my balls while I have her friend’s mouth swallowing sand.

“See, they’re still pretty full of cum,” I laugh and then ease up on Pevillin.

“Bwah! Idiot. I wasn’t being jealous. Why would I ever be jealous that you fucked this menace. His kind are all the same, Mela. Stripping us of freedom and killing us for trying to scrape a living,”

“I could kill you now for trying to scrape my head off my shoulders…”

Her soft-brown eyes glared at me. “I… I was just trying to complete the mission,” Letting out a sigh, I shove her away from Mela and I and fold my hands together. But, after I sniff the breeze, I notice that there is more of a scent besides the messy flavor of Mela and I.

“Really?” My sharp eyes looked up and down her body. She seemed very hesitant to meet my eyes.

“Fuck her again, see if I care,” My feet race over to her and Pevillin becomes either too startled or too uncaring to move.

“I’d rather fuck you. And I think that’s exactly what you want. Isn’t it?”

Her chin never raises up to me, but I watch as her fingers constantly slide through the air mere inches from my cum-coated cock. Her body gives her up, even if she manages to keep her words in check.

In the end, after we have dinner, I fuck Pevillin and Mela all over again. We work up such an appetite that we all regret it a bit since by then, it’s far too late to go out hunting again. In the morning, we head out for sea on the small boat. I insist on having both girls row since I don’t trust Pevillin to try knocking me off into the sea and then escaping. So, while they work their muscles and get us under way, I simply keep my magical spells at the ready while the sun sails above us in a calm blue sky.

We spy an island in the distance and make landfall in the late afternoon. Before I can even get myself and the girls fed and cooled off after hours under the sun, an islander rushes over to the boat.

“Manticores!” As he shouted, I heard the screams of people nearby and at least two distinct roars. My mind recalled the beasts. Deadly carnivores with razor sharp teeth, a menacing head, body of a lion, wings of a dragon, and a veritable death-maul of a tail.

“I was really looking forward to lunch…” I commented glumly while hopping out of the boat to lend my aid. I noticed the youth had a quiver and bow on his person, but of course, I still had a number of spells left at my disposal.

Reveal your powers,

Attempt to help the village defeat the beast without magic.