Combat Healer Ch. 14

March 27, 2022

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- CHAPTER 14: Sneaking -

Present Day

A mysterious woman with lavender skin, rich purple hair, and pink eyes, sat mounted on her steed as she stared into the night sky, waiting just southwest of the capital as she considered the direction she might take.

The Songstress had spent much of the evening performing at the top guild in the kingdom, and had planned on making her rounds among the other guilds as well, but things had taken quite the unexpected turn during the day, and now she debated leaving entirely.

But which direction?

Glancing to the north, she considered the direction of the threat that had prompted the emergency, doubting that her assistance would be needed when the Queen herself was participating in the assault. But still, curiosity plagued her mind, and she turned again to focus toward the west.

In the distance, she could see the dip between the western mountains, knowing it marked the Atacama Pass on the horizon, just beyond the Atacama Valley, while also being well familiar with the great desert that lie just beyond.

After all, she’d once lived across that desert, prior to finding her way here.

But now, she was left indecisive.

If only for a moment.

“I wonder,” she said quietly to herself, her voice drifting on the warm summer breeze.

Should she go back to the capital, or satiate her curiosity?

She was indecisive, if only for a moment.

Without prompt, her steed began moving, sensing that a decision had, in fact, been made.

“I wonder,” she repeated even quieter, barely a whisper upon her breath.

Her steed neighed in response, picking up the pace.

“Yes,” she agreed softly, as if in reply to the beast. “Let us find out.”

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After Queen Eliza shared the story of how she and I came to know each other, revealing that the tale I’d told Mel was actually the exact same experience the Queen had shared as a young girl, they then briefly discussed how our relationships might progress, Eliza admitting that she just wanted me to be happy.

Her only request?

That the other women in my life not cause me heartache or grief, even making the offer to Astaer and Celestine, so long as they were willing to accept that request.

But when they both fell silent, considering the prospect, Mel finally spoke up about the situation that had befallen us over a hundred years ago.

“This is just so crazy,” my Oni girlfriend commented. “I just don’t understand how this is possible.”

“Me either,” Eliza agreed. “But I can assure you every word of it is the truth. Allister Rosengard is the young man I went through hell with, a hundred and six years ago, and he is the young man who I sacrificed so much to find.” She paused. “Now that I’ve found him, I will do everything to ensure he is safe and content, but to do so, it is absolutely essential that our relationship remain a secret. For now is not the time to announce to the kingdom that the Queen would have a young human, young enough to be my child, as a partner.”

Astaer looked over her shoulder again. “We understand, and as we promised, we shall not say a word of this to anyone.”

“Thank you, Astaer,” Eliza said sincerely. “For there may be some who would want to bring harm to my beloved, if such news became known prematurely.”

“We’ll defend him with our lives,” Celestine blurted out.

Eliza gave her a small smile. “As will I,” she agreed simply, causing everyone else to fall silent.

I felt like I should probably speak up, since this entire conversation had to do with me, but didn’t exactly know what to say. Thus, instead I decided to change the subject slightly, directing my words to the elf sisters.

“So,” I began, clearing my throat. “Just wondering, but what was up with that horse earlier?”

Without hesitation, both of them immediately burst out laughing, prompting everyone else to look confused.

“Wait, what transpired?” Eliza wondered in confusion, her and Sylvia exchanging a glance.

Celestine finally tried to respond. “He wanted to talk to me!” she giggled.

“How come?” I prompted when she didn’t continue.

“He fancied me!” she roared, laughing so hard that she was leaning into Mel now, giggling hysterically. “Wanted to be mine! Poor thing was so angry when I turned him down!”

“Yeah,” Astaer agreed in amusement. “And he didn’t appreciate our laughing.”

“Does that happen often?” Mel asked in bewilderment.

Both sisters sighed heavily, with Astaer glancing back to respond. “Not often, no. But sometimes? Yes. Being a Beast Master doesn’t just affect how we interact with them, it also affects how they interact with us.”

“Especially bigger creatures,” Celestine added. “Like bears and such. Sometimes they take interest, and follow us around like a lost puppy. It can be hard to make them go away.”

My eyes widened slightly, wondering if that included Gryphons too…

After all, the sisters were known for being the reason why the large furry winged creature stayed around. However, I decided it would be in bad taste to ask, since I didn’t want to imply anything weird.

But it kind of made sense that they had some sort of charm that worked specifically on animals.

Otherwise, how did they get most of them to do what they wanted?

However, upon thinking about it, I realized I was a little concerned about the well-being of the beast.

“Speaking of bigger animals,” I commented, wanting to ask about the subject more generally. “Is your Gryphon alright? I would assume he’s all healed now, but I haven’t seen him since earlier.”

Astaer focused back at me. “He’s okay. I spoke with him briefly when I returned, to attend to my sister, and he said he would fly north to keep an eye on things.”

“He won’t try attacking the monster, will he?” I asked seriously.

She shook her head. “No, he’s very intelligent. He knows it would be suicide. But when we arrive at our destination, he should have a report for me.”

Eliza spoke up. “Well, that’s good to know. I’m glad, both that he’s sensible and that he might be able to help us locate our target more quickly.”

“Very sensible,” Celestine agreed warmly, almost affectionately. She then cleared her throat. “Umm, speaking of, I need to remember to thank him for helping to save me. I feel horrible that he almost died too.” She focused on me. “And thank you, again. We’d both be dead, if not for you.”

“You’re welcome,” I said sincerely, kind of wondering what she would do to thank the Gryphon, or if she meant that as just saying ‘thank you,’ but deciding not to ask for clarification. “I’m really glad it worked out.”

Queen Eliza cleared her throat, causing everyone to look over at her. “Allister, my love, I do need to speak to you about something regarding this subject.”

“What’s that?” I wondered seriously, leaning my head forward to see past the blonde elf.

“This new spell you’ve learned, my love. You need to save it for yourself.”

Everyone looked shocked.

“What?” I said in alarm. “You’re not serious, are you?”

“I am very serious, my love,” she continued. “The venom of the Arakna’cabra acts slow enough that someone bitten should have a few hours to be saved. But if you get bitten, and can’t heal yourself, then all is lost.” She paused to let that sink in. “My love, you are the only known person to be capable of healing anyone attacked by this demon. So I implore of you, even if it is I who is bitten, you must save your spell until after the Flesh Collector is defeated.”

“Wait,” Astaer chimed in, seeming confused as she looked back. “Are you planning on bringing him into the actual fight?” she asked seriously.

“I am,” Eliza replied decisively. “For he cannot lead us, if he does not partake. And I am very well aware that he is capable in the heat of battle.”

Of course, I understood why she wanted me involved, and it wasn’t simply to put me in danger to elevate my status.

But they didn’t know why.

Only my beloved knew.

Celestine chimed in. “But he can’t fight!” she exclaimed. “And he can’t heal us with his normal spells! Wouldn’t he be useless during the attack? Isn’t that too great of a risk?”

“My love?” Eliza said simply, causing everyone to focus on me.

I sighed. “I can’t fight, that is true. But I can support my team in other ways.”

Mel spoke up. “You mean with…” Her voice trailed off, her gold eyes suddenly wide, as if she was afraid that she was sharing something she shouldn’t.

But among these six women, pretty much all my secrets had been laid bare, and there was no reason to hide anything from them.

“Yes,” I replied to Mel, only to focus on Celestine. “I have a spell called Stun, and it does just that. For a few seconds, I can immobilize an enemy, though I usually have to be close to it and I can only use it on the same creature every ten seconds at most. But I also have a skill called Foresight. It sometimes allows me to anticipate a monster’s attacks and movements. The two, together, can dramatically shift the course of a battle.”

“That’s amazing,” Celestine whispered. “I’ve never known a healer to be able to do that.”

Eliza nodded. “It’s a big part of what saved our lives when we were trapped in that dungeon, all those years ago. Without my love’s Stun spell, we surely would have perished.”

“We still almost died every day,” I elaborated. “But yeah, it’s a big part of why we survived. That, and the fact that an untrained girl could use Shock like a professional Scourge Suppressor.”

Eliza laughed at that, only to quickly grow serious. “However, to be clear, I do not intend to put him in harm’s way,” she added. “It is absolutely vital that we focus on ranged attacks. Nevertheless, if the demon comes too close, it will be Allie who saves us all from death.”

Damn, the look that they were all giving me, with even Sylvia glancing at me intensely from the corner of her icy blue eye, since this was all truly news to her. And she clearly appreciated the value of my utility, which likely elevated me in her eyes as more than just Eliza’s beloved.

Crazy how I couldn’t actually fight on my own, but because the support I could provide was so useful, they all looked upon me with the adoration of a true hero. One who guaranteed the win for their team, despite the fact that I was nothing on my own.

Needless to say, I felt a tension begin to rise within the small space, a sort of tender tone to everyone’s words, even when they began discussing other subjects, just getting to know each other better. But it was as if they were all feeling a little passionate, a communal longing seeming to grow, almost as if a silent agreement had been made without a word spoken of it.

An agreement that I was about to begin understanding, shortly after reaching the first outpost village.

As the skies grew dark, and the bright moon began to rise, the women surrounding me continued to converse throughout the late evening, seeming to enjoy their shifting conversation and stories, with Celestine and Astaer offering the most interesting of tales as they recounted some of the amusing experiences they’d shared.

They also spoke more of how they first met the Gryphon, claiming that they’d found him injured in a mountainous region during the winter, with the three choosing to stay together for warmth and company while the majestic beast recovered.

Of course, afterward, the creature could have attempted to find his way home, but he’d grown very fond of the sisters, as occasionally happened due to their Beast Master Focus, and thus chose to remain by their side indefinitely.

That occurred when the sisters were nineteen and eighteen, happening just shy of thirty years ago.

It was a little strange to learn that Astaer and Celestine were forty-eight and forty-seven, respectively, but I knew that elves aged much slower and they were very much still equivalent to human women in their twenties. Basically my age, in terms of appearance and overall mindset.

At the very least, they certainly looked that young, especially Celestine with her rounder face, but it was interesting to realize they truly had the experience of mature women.

Also somewhat curious, once I got the chance to divine their information, was the fact that they not only had the same Focus of Beast Master, but also had the exact same stats and skills. Which meant, even while they were fairly different in terms of personality, they were equals in terms of capabilities.

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Astaer Rootkin

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STATUS

Race: Elf

Gender: Female

Age: 48

Class: Ranger

Focus: Beast Master

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ATTRIBUTES

Strength: 15 (Lv. 8)

Dexterity: 20 (Lv. 9)

Fortitude: 14 (Lv. 7)

Wisdom: 18 (Lv. 9)

Intelligence: 15 (Lv. 7)

Charisma: 21 (Lv. 9)

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Total: 103

Rank: S Tier

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Level: 49/50

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ABILITIES

Skills: Nocturnal Vision, Chronosense, Essence Extraction, Charming Vixen, Stealth, Sharp Eye, Ranged Weapon Proficiency, Scout Proficiency, Tracking Proficiency, Beast Linguist

Spells: Essence Infusion

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Of course, in terms of battle prowess, a Ranger being S Tier was usually not the same as a Fighter or Mage being S Tier, or even A Tier for that matter, largely because Rangers frequently had limitations that held them back from being useful in clearing out a Dungeon. It was one of the reasons why the elf who constantly harassed me, Krylish, wasn’t in a top team and probably never would be.

Because, for one, weapons and objects without the Essence Infused Property wouldn’t do anything at all to a Scourge Beast, and that included arrows. On the positive side, Rangers like Krylish who were useful typically had the Essence Infusion spell, which both allowed them to imbue their own arrows with the necessary Property, as well as to do the same to other weapons.

However, even those with that spell were still limited by a finite supply of arrows, since they usually didn’t have other spells.

A supply that would undoubtedly run out in a Dungeon, even when salvaging most of them for reuse, since they’d all eventually break or be lost, leaving Rangers to eventually rely on their sword skills, which always paled in comparison to those in the Fighter Class.

In Astaer and Celestine’s cases, they both had the Essence Infusion spell, and they were also both capable of communicating over long distances through their Beast Master skill to speak to animals. However, in an actual fight, they had the same limitations as most other Rangers.

Which was what made Val so special.

She had all the ranged abilities of an Archer without the limitations of a finite supply of physical projectiles.

By the time we had reached the first outpost village, it was already pretty late, with their being fewer people out than I was expecting, given the situation. Then again, this first village was far enough away from the threat that it probably didn’t cause much anxiety, especially when they knew a team was already being sent to take care of it.

As far as they were concerned, the threat would be dealt with long before it ever became a major issue.

Granted, the Elf Guard was certainly awake and attentive, ready to provide fresh horses and verify if we needed anything else.

Queen Eliza assumed that there might be a new report from one of her scouts, and sure enough she’d been correct. Thus, after getting out of the wagon, she requested that Mel and Val accompany her, only for the three of them to follow a guard into a building where they’d speak. In the meantime, Astaer and Celestine got out and handled switching out the horses, commenting to the guard that they wanted to speak with the animals first prior to taking them along.

Of course, I would have probably gotten up and gone with Eliza unprompted, but when I first shifted my weight, Sylvia hardcore pressed into my shoulder and pinned me against the wooden side, a silent but very effective demand that I stay put.

Outwardly, it just appeared as if she was using me to support herself, but I knew that wasn’t the case. Her blue silk cloak was draped over the majority of her body on her other side, but I could see all of her leather outfit from this angle, her pale soft cleavage looking especially plump due to the position of her arms as she pressed into me.

Being that she was a couple of inches taller, our heads were about even due to her posture, her face closer to mine than I was accustomed to.

I had no idea what her deal was, figuring she just wanted to ensure I stay put, but her physical presence was having an effect on me.

I was hard as a rock, throbbing between my thighs, trying to keep my breathing even.

But then, once the guards had been excused while Astaer and Celestine spoke with the horses, Sylvia made her move.

She carefully shifted her weight to her knees, pulling up on the white leather in the process, only to plant her soft lips on mine the moment she had my attention.

My eyes widened in alarm as she immediately deepened the kiss with her tongue, tasting of mint leaves, even as one hand finally found mine and moved it to her side.

She then broke the kiss, her voice quiet. “Do as I say, for we haven’t much time. Reach underneath my clothing and place your fingers within me.”

Completely shocked, my hand tensed against the soft leather on her side, as I moved my fingers along her body to her ass, only to stop there.

“Now,” she pressed more firmly, her icy blue eyes narrowing.

Shit, I really didn’t understand her at all.

How could her opinion of me change so abruptly just in the last half day?

I mean, I at least understood her reasoning, that she ‘wanted’ to do anything to please her Queen, and was cold toward others in part due to her commitment to Eliza, with the fact that the Queen was happy for us to have sex potentially causing her to be interested in it.

And then, there was the fact that we’d already been somewhat intimate earlier.

But it was as if she was fully comfortable with the idea of us being lovers now. Granted, it was true she’d had a lot of time to think about it, not having said much the whole trip thus far, but I felt like I just really needed her to explain what she was thinking.

Because right now, I almost wondered if her motivation was truly stemming from the fact that Queen Eliza indicated that she wanted my life to be full of pleasure and happiness, and so Sylvia was making sure that she did her part to do exactly that -- to use her own body to give me pleasure and happiness.

But was she actually into this?

And honestly, did I even really care if she was?

I wasn’t sure…

And unfortunately, it was obvious there wasn’t time to talk about it right now.

Moving to action, I felt down her thigh for the slit in her white leather outfit, and then began moving my hand underneath the leather toward her bare ass. She was already going to work, focused now on my pants as she began to undo them and reach in for my cock.

I couldn’t believe this was happening, but the moment she bent down and engulfed me, I quickly stopped caring about getting caught and grabbed her bare ass firmly, before feeling with my fingers in her crack, touching her asshole briefly prior to going lower for her soft folds.

Wiggling around I began to sense her wetness and started to ease a single finger inside.

She moaned softly, but focused on her own task, beginning to more aggressively thrust up and down, my head hitting the back of her throat over and over again.

Oh fuck, even if I didn’t get there in time, this was amazing.

Whether this was purely out of a desire to please Eliza, or not, I just couldn’t bring myself to care in that moment.

Reaching down with my free hand, feeling her unfucked pussy tighten around my finger, I gently wound my fingers through her glossy blonde hair, my hand moving up and down with her motions as she gave me a pretty decent blowjob. I then tightened my grip slightly, to see how she would react, encouraged by her soft moans, only to more aggressively grab her hair and begin to force her head down on my shaft.

Her pussy grew more wet, her moans almost a little too loud now, even as I began moving my finger in and out of her tight snatch.

Seeing Astaer bring over a horse to hook up, I immediately froze briefly since she should be able to clearly see the motion of my arm, only for her to not even look in our direction as Sylvia continued to thrust her mouth downward on her own.

Oh shit, did she know?

How could she not know? There was no way she didn’t see something in the corner of her eye, and yet she acted like nothing was happening even though she was so close.

And then, only a handful of seconds after, Celestine was coming over with a horse too, both keeping their blue eyes completely focused on the steeds, despite the audible noises beginning to occur from Sylvia’s slurping.

Oh fuck, I was getting close.

I could hear Eliza speaking loudly to one of the scouts now, the three of them appearing to be on their way back to the wagon, even as my hips began to tense, a wave of pleasure starting to hit me so strongly that I didn’t even care if the whole world saw.

Sylvia must have known I was close, because she moved her mouth to the top and began stroking firmly with her hand, even as she shoved her ass back slightly to shove on my finger between her swollen folds.

I gritted my teeth as I began shooting my load, a low grunt escaping my throat, even as Sylvia started swallowing loudly.

I finally sighed heavily in intense relief, still not even caring that I was exposed and in a promiscuous position with the blonde elf.

As fast as lightning, Sylvia began working to conceal my thick eight-inch cock and then began shifting her weight to lean back into my shoulder, her legs bent at the knees and to the side, so that she was resting more on her hip, rather than right on her ass.

I kept my finger buried in her pussy, readjusting with her movements.

She swallowed audibly, her face flushed slightly, as she readjusted her blue silk cloak to how it was, her leather skirt hiked up now, leaving all of her legs exposed beneath the shiny material. Yet she did not chastise me for keeping my finger inside her.

Instead, she leaned back a little more so that it was not obvious where my arm was, similarly concealed partially by her silk cloak, even as I began to work a second finger in her tight unfucked snatch, encouraged by the growing passion in her icy blue eyes.

Looking toward the horses, lifting one of my knees so that it wasn’t obvious I was still hard, I tried to act casual as Mel and Val, followed shortly by Eliza climbed back into the wagon, the three women seeming completely at ease as Eliza explained roughly how far the next outpost was.

Astaer and Celestine were then finished, and both climbing into the wagon, the sisters warmly wishing a couple of guards goodbye as we left the stables and began passing through the small village. Only to be back on the stone road heading northeast now.

Within a matter of minutes, the conversations had resumed to the casual talks as before, with Val being the first to comment that she might try to get some sleep soon, only for Mel to offer her lap as the Red Oni shifted her weight more toward Celestine.

The blonde Holstaur accepted the offer, and readjusted some bags as she got comfortable, sighing heavily once her head was on Mel’s leather-clad thigh and her purple eyes were closed.

All the while, Sylvia’s tight snatch continued to pulse around my fingers buried within her, until finally Celestine indicated she would get some sleep so she could take over for her older sister later, followed by Mel leaning into her and closing her eyes as well.

Then, it was just me, Sylvia, Eliza, and Astaer still awake.

Given that Astaer was facing forward, Eliza finally inched closer and slipped her hand underneath Sylvia’s cloak, seeming unsurprised when she found my hand between the blonde’s thighs, though her purple eyes became affectionate in the almost nonexistent light, the moon shining brightly at the edges of the covered wagon.

It was almost as if she was deeply pleased that the two of us had been sharing in an intimate moment for a while now, ever since we’d left the first outpost.

Eliza then leaned a little into Sylvia’s hip, her soft hand reaching underneath the front of the blonde’s cloak to feel the white leather over her stomach, easing upward until she was firmly grabbing her right breast.

Sylvia bit her bottom lip gently, lust in her icy blue eyes, even as I used my free hand to reach around and grab her left breast, squeezing firmly.

She moaned softly this time, Astaer finally straightening up slightly in the corner of my eye.

I had no doubt the brunette elf could hear over the sound of the horses’ hooves, but as the two of us began rhythmically squeezing Sylvia’s shapely tits, even as I started working my two fingers in and out more intently, our female driver kept her gaze straight ahead, not looking back even for a peek.

When Sylvia was finally getting close, her icy blue eyes barely open in pleasure, her expression growing desperate, Eliza finally leaned fully into her and greeted her with her soft pink lips. Their kissing quickly grew louder, their moans less reserved, until the blonde was finally tensing and shivering as she soaked my hand in her fluids.

Astaer was rigid as a board now, but still didn’t look back.

Once the tall blonde elf fully relaxed against me, taking a long deep breath, Eliza’s hands were underneath her cloak again, gently grabbing mine and easing it out of Sylvia’s wet snatch. She then exposed my hand to the warm air and pulled it up to her face, beginning to carefully lick it clean.

After a moment, Sylvia readjusted her leather outfit and finally pulled away from me, moving closer to assist the Queen in her task, the two women gently running their tongues along my hand, their faces so close they appeared to be kissing again.

And I was hard as a rock, having long since recovered from our earlier encounter.

Eliza finally spoke up softly, almost so low that I couldn’t hear.

“My dear friend,” she whispered. “I am afraid my attire would prevent me from enjoying my beloved without undressing. Yet, it is my deepest desire that my love feel relief when in need.” She paused. “And I suspect he is in need.”

“Shall I take care of him on your behalf?” she asked quietly.

“Only if you wish, my dear Sylvia.”

“I wish,” she said softly, her tone sincere and longing. “He’s the only man I’ve ever fantasized of being with in all the time I’ve known you.”

“Then please lie together until my love is fully content.”

“As you desire, my Queen.”

I swallowed hard when Sylvia slowly began turning toward me again, shifting her weight carefully as she hiked up her leather outfit more, until she got on her knees to my side. She didn’t even ask if I was in the mood as she went to work on freeing my cock again, nor did she wait for me to shift my own weight toward her, grabbing my hips to force me to twist, so that my back was against the bag of supplies, just behind Astaer.

She then began carefully straddling my lap, her long toned legs and nearly bare pussy completely exposed in the dim light, her silk cloak partially held up by Eliza from behind.

I tried to swallow as her snatch lowered to my leaking cock, her blonde pubic hair looking and feeling soft as my cock rested against it briefly, before she readjusted herself a little, raising up and inching forward enough to begin putting pressure between her swollen lips.

My head sank in right away, feeling tight as fuck.

But she was determined to engulf all of me, shifting her weight a little more as she began sitting fully down in my lap, her chin jutted upward slightly as she bit her full bottom lip.

And then she was fully mounted, wrapping her arms tightly around me as she pulled my head against her upper chest. The height difference was much more noticeable now that she was sitting on me, my forehead about level with her chin, but she was so thin that I didn’t feel like she was a ‘big’ woman by any means.

On the contrary, she felt smaller than Mel had felt on my lap, even though I would undoubtedly have to tilt my head back quite a bit to meet Sylvia’s full lips. But then again, Mel had a lot more toned muscle, as was normal for an Oni, and also had huge tits. Overall, I felt like my rosy girlfriend might actually be a bit heavier than Sylvia, even though the blonde was taller.

And so, after the two of us embraced tightly for what felt like a long time, my cock throbbing deep within her, my right hand still being held by Eliza, she finally pulled away slightly. Angling her face toward mine, her lips began tracing my forehead, followed by my cheeks as my head tilted back, only to search for my lips.

Astaer’s ass was practically right next to my head in this position, with a small glance being all it would take for her to witness everything going on right behind her, but she continued to focus straight ahead, acting oblivious to the lovemaking she was privy to hear.

We kissed intimately for another few minutes before Sylvia finally tensed her thighs, pulling up slightly on my cock, only to moan as she sank back down.

My hand was fairly dry now from the warm breeze, prompting Eliza to scoot a little closer and place my palm on her own heavy breast, allowing me to feel the soft leather covering her warm full assets, all while her blonde friend continued to pleasure herself on my shaft.

In the meantime, I was busy feeling Sylvia’s white leather outfit between us, my left hand going from her hip to belly, to her warm soft tit, only to trace down her leather-covered side to her hip again.

I’d already almost gotten there once, but tried to hold it back, not wanting this to end too soon, causing my cock to begin throbbing prematurely, only for the craving to die down a little, affording me time to begin working up to a more full pleasure.

It wasn’t until she began thrusting on me more fervently that I really started to get close a second time, my head residing almost right next to Astaer’s hip, her brown leather pants creaking slightly as she tensed her thighs, until unexpectedly Sylvia grabbed my shoulders tightly as she sat up more, breaking our kiss, and I suddenly felt fingers beginning to brush through my hair.

Opening my eyes in surprise, I saw that Sylvia was completely lost in the moment as she rode my cock, while the hand I felt was in fact Astaer’s thin fingers stroking through my hair as she held the reigns in one hand, her eyes still forward even though her body was tense.

Sylvia finally cummed a second time.

“Uhhhhh!” she moaned loudly into the night air, causing one of the horses to neigh briefly at the noise. And I kept thrusting, really close to my own climax.

Eliza was on her knees now, wrapping her arms around her friend’s thin torso from behind, even as Sylvia began making cute whimpers from my cock’s continued movement.

“Fuck,” I hissed, finally blowing my load deep in her snatch, even as Astaer grabbed my hair firmly like she was trying to keep my head down. The sensation sent me over the moon, an intense tingling rushing down my scalp and flowing into my neck and spine, a wave of pleasure filling my very core.

And then, I was finally content.

However, Astaer kept a hold of my hair even as Sylvia got up and twisted around, prompting me to reach down and get my cock in my pants right before the blonde leaned into me with her legs spread, the back of her head resting against my upper chest. I gulped as I watched Eliza bend down between the woman’s sexy thighs, clearly planning on making sure that the blonde elf was fully cleaned up, the sound of slurping beginning to fill my ears. And in response, the appreciative elf reached out to hold the Queen’s black hair, the angle allowing me to see all of Sylvia’s long thin body covered in white leather.

And Astaer continued to hold my head down, as if she was keeping me there while she debated whether or not she would try to get her brown leather pants down and sit on my face herself.

Part of me almost wished that she would.

But the brunette elf finally let go when we hit an extra bumpy spot in the stone road, causing Eliza to sit up as well, Sylvia reaching down to cover herself up and then finally leaning off me to sit as she was before.

Being that it was late in the night, I was beginning to feel the exhaustion, especially after such a wonderful release, and debated whether or not I would go ahead and use the bag of supplies underneath my arm to recline my head, or if I should wait. Especially since I noticed that Astaer’s left hand was now in between her thighs, her leather-clad legs seeming tense.

However, the decision was made for me when Eliza spoke up softly.

“My love, you look tired. Please get comfortable, so that I might lie in your arms while we rest.”

Surprised briefly, just at the idea of doing such a thing in the open, I realized that we would be woken if we came across anyone else, which meant we didn’t need to worry about being seen by anyone other than the other five women accompanying us. Thus, as Sylvia scooted away a little, I readjusted the bag of supplies and slid away so that I might rest my shoulders and head against it.

In the meantime, Eliza and Sylvia carefully switched places and my beloved leaned down against my torso until her beautiful face was resting against my chest. She sighed in contentment as she got comfortable between my legs, only for Sylvia to lie down against her to get situated as well.

Eliza finally spoke again. “Astaer,” she said quietly. “Are you alert?”

The brunette cleared her throat as she looked down at us over her shoulder. “Very alert, my Queen.”

“Then I shall rest in peace. But do not hesitate to arouse either your sister, or myself, if you find yourself fatigued.”

“I will do as you ask, my Queen,” she replied.

Eliza sighed heavily in contentment and snuggled her face into my chest. And all became quiet, aside from clacking hooves, softly squeaking wheels, and the gentle breeze. I knew that Astaer’s left hand had begun to move just based on the way her shoulder shifted, her body tense, but my eyes grew heavy, my mind foggy, long before I could think to enjoy the thought.

Instead, my only thought shifted to one thing.

The simple awareness that my love was in my arms.

Finally, after so much time for me, and so much more time for her, we were truly together in this moment.

And even with the threat that loomed ahead of us, even despite the trials that waited…

In this exact moment, I couldn’t be happier.

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The plot will be progressing more after this, with the last two chapters meant to begin solidifying the harem a bit. Obviously, there's a lot more work to do, in order for everyone to feel like they know each other.

Unlike IDH, my plan is to bring things back around to Mel and Val fairly quickly.

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