126.6 Bonus Chapter! (Suka, Dura, R-18)

126.6 Bonus Chapter! (Suka, Dura, R-18)

"Suka, how do'n?"

The question comes from my favorite Ogress walking up to the flower patch where I’m seated with my mates, Isabella and Moka. I haven’t explored much since I’m keeping an eye on my Needle Mouse prisoner to prevent him from slipping away before Alex finds us. Thankfully, the mice and bunnies wandering around are all happy to fetch food for our group.

I think they’re eager to keep well-fed predators around as protectors for the New Warren. It makes sense to me. Why would anyone want to screw up a cushy arrangement like this?

Isabella hilts herself cowgirl-style inside the mousy serving girl from earlier who is sloppily making out and holding hands with Moka while the chocolate bunny gets railed in the pussy by my flaming dick. Meanwhile, Isabella and I kiss laying side by side and grope each other’s boobs while they do the work fucking themselves on our rods. It’s a hot all-girl foursome.

“Fine,” I tell Dura with a smile between kisses. I’m having a great time tonight.

“Full belly?”

I pat my tummy in the affirmative, already having eaten my fill. “You should try my cooking. These meat-fruits are even better hot.”

“Feel gud?”

“Mmm, hmm,” I say as Moka plows her hot chocolate pussy on my rod while her floofy cocoa puff tail twitches. The bunny grunts in pleasure and clutches at her mousy partner.

“Den duel Dura.”

“You want a duel?” I ask. I’m honestly surprised. I mean, I knew it was going to happen given the tension between us, but I didn’t expect Dura to initiate. My intention from the beginning has been to fight my way to proving myself as Alex’s mate if not outright claiming this whole harem as mine in a rematch of the century.

The Ogress nods. “Suka strong. Fight Dura. Prove strongest.”

That means a lot coming from her. I’m genuinely moved considering I barely rated as being worth her notice this morning. “Alright,” I say as I calmly withdraw from the foursome.

“Do you need me, Suki?” Isabella uses her pet name for me, then stifles a moan as Moka starts licking the mouse girl’s pussy and the girthy green rod running in and out of the smallfolk’s little pink hole. That nimble tongue flickers across the new dryad's supple shaft in a delightful supplement to good fucking. The mousy waitress grabs Moka by the head like a life raft while Isabella redoubles her thrusting from below.

“No, Bel, don’t get up. Enjoy yourself. This won’t take long.” I don’t mean it to come off as smack-talk, but I can’t take back my words as Dura cracks her knuckles.

I frown. “Wait, I’ve got Alex’s Power Bond, though...”

“Don’ matter.”

“It totally does matter, though...”

“Nuh uh, dat Bond part of your power. Alex chose you, not Dura.”

When she puts it like that, Alex did pick me for the Power Bond over all her other harem girls. I feel even more proud of being her partner.

By Dura's logic, I see why she wants to establish the hierarchy. It makes sense for Alex to Power Bond her strongest monsters.

“Let’s take this outside.” The two of us exit the pavilion and I find a small plot where the grass has been trampled flat. Then I burn away everything flammable, leaving bare ground. My control over fire allows me to quench the flames and cool the embers within seconds. “Whoever leaves the circle or surrenders loses.”

I like to fight fairly and honorably. Using the terrain to choke Dura with smoke or light her footing on fire doesn’t sit right with me. On the other hand, we have Isabella nearby to treat burns, so I’m not about to go easy on Dura.

“No weap’ns, jus fists.” I guess she doesn’t like the idea of crushing me with her club. More handicaps? I suppose we'll be in trouble if we significantly injure each other to the point we need healing magic. Big trouble since it's a limited resource.

This is fine by me. I’ll limit myself to no ranged attacks. What’s the point of a duel if I sit back and torch her from a distance? This is all about pride, anyway. One of us will have to back down when defeat becomes inevitable. I bow to my opponent.

She returns a nod, and the battle begins.

Dura rushes toward me with her fist raised and I dodge aside with a burst of fire from my paws. Her fist crashes into the earth where I was, tossing up chunks of dirt. Meanwhile, I’m able to Flamestep at will regardless of whether I’m in the air or on the ground, and the heat accumulating in my core doesn’t harm me anymore.

Another idea occurs to me. If I can make a flaming cock... I focus my will around my tongue to lengthen and thicken my oral member. Isabella and Moka’s eyes bulge before I dive in headfirst between Dura’s massive buttocks.

“AHH!” the Ogress groans, then sucks air through her teeth as my flaming tongue sizzles against the liquid arousal pouring from her entrance. I lick her from top to bottom, laving over her pussy and circling her asshole. Can’t get enough of her flavor! “Ugh!” she moans as my tongue plunges into her feminine channel, wriggling deep before I reel in my member coated with her boiling fluids. Mmm.

I kiss her cunt and orally thrust back inside Dura, going further than before, making her lower her head as intense sensations overwhelm the Ogress. Her back arches and shudders at my burning touch. Then I withdraw my prehensile firetongue and send it lower to encircle that big fat clit. I suck her heavy, meaty labial folds into my mouth and shove three fingers into her juicy hole.

“Fff, ugh! Ahh! Ahhhn!” Dura cries as I roll my flaming tongue around her huge clit while suckling her nether lips and fingerbanging her cunt. All it takes is a few more seconds of this barrage before her whole body convulses and her pussy tightens on my digits. “Ahhhnnn!”

Her chest heaves for breath and she hammers the ground with a fist, making a dent in the earth as she violently cums from my attentions.

Standing, I change my focus from my firetongue to forming my flaming cock. Dura is a really big girl, though. What seemed almost too huge for Isabella to handle won’t come close to reaching the ten-foot-tall Ogress’s cervix, let alone make her beg for more. Taking my previous size as a baseline, I feed it more magic to increase the length and girth to something that would be impressive even on an Ogre’s massive frame.

I press my bulbous glans against her steamy cunt hole. Dura looks over her shoulder after feeling the mammoth member prodding her entrance. Her eyes land on my glowing flame rod and go wide before raising her questioning gaze to mine. I give her a devious, toothy smile, grab her hips, and pull her onto me while thrusting inside.

My burning cock is magically smooth and frictionless. It doesn’t need lubrication, even though Dura is sopping wet. Her pussy welcomes me into its folds for the first few inches, proving her capacity is not to be underestimated, but then the going gets tight as she’s spread to the fullest. I stare inside her gaping hole through my transparent member and lick my lips.

Being big is amazing, and having a sheath on hand that can take everything I dish out is awesome. Any movement sends flares of pleasure through my root and up my spine to ignite my inner flames of passion. I want more! I want to make her scream!

A burst of fire from my tail adds force to my thrust as I hammer home inside her cunt with my massive red rocket. I feel an impact along my length as my tip pounds against her cervix.

“AHHN!” Dura’s thighs tremble and yield, landing her flat on the ground with her hands clawing at the dirt.

Reverberations from hitting Dura’s core roar through my cock and resonate in my clit. I stifle a moan and force myself to keep fucking the prone beauty. Fiery power explodes from my tail in bursts that propel my hips to smack loudly against the Ogress’s ass again and again.

“AHH! AHH! AHH! AHHN!” Dura cries each time I slam home. Her body shivers with aftershocks and she clenches in anticipation of my next blow.

Resisting all impulses, I pull out with my tip positioned at her entrance and say, “Beg for me!”

“Eh?”

I smack her ass with an Ogre Strength slap, leaving a red handprint on her pale butt cheek. Her gaping cunt winks at me as if silently begging despite her reluctance. “Say you’re my bitch!”

“N-Nn, Ahn!”

I smack her other cheek with an even harder slap powered by a burst of flame, interrupting her denial and making her moan. Her pussy convulses and squirts at me as her ass involuntarily quakes.

“S-Suka,” Dura hesitates as she levels a gaze clouded by lust over her shoulder at me. Her pale features are flushed with desperate need. The Ogress’s hunger for pleasure and my spanking treatment seems to have finally battered down her walls. “Please, hurry ’n fuck Dura like bitch in heat!”

Victory thrills through me like a thermal I ride to completion. A tail flare shoots my hips forward to bury my burning rod deep in her depths. I roll my hips and pound her into the soil with all my borrowed strength and repeated Flamestep bursts. Dura can’t do more than raise her ass for me to hump in my orgasmic flurry. She wails her pleasure as I slam her pussy with my enormous flame cock and slap her butt until it’s red. Then her inner walls squeeze my length like an impossibly powerful vice as she cums for me.

“AHHHNNN!!!”

My raging inferno erupts in a shower of feminine juices that coat my thighs. Then I collapse atop my massive lover without bothering to withdraw or reduce my fiery member. My tail wags happily while I revel in the moment. I’ve been wanting to do this to Dura since the day I met the sexy Ogress, even if I didn’t want to admit the fact aloud.

On top of everything, I’ve taken a step toward earning my place as Alex’s mate.

“Suka, can I be next in line to try out your flametongue?” Moka says from beside me as she strokes my tail flame.

“Look what you’ve done, Suki!” Isabella says in fake outrage. “You’ve made a huge mess. I suppose I’ll have to clean up the smelly fluids all over Dura’s ass and thighs myself.” She sighs in with false discontent and shrugs as if taking on a huge burden. “Not to mention you’ve creamed your own thighs! I bet you expect me to wipe away all that sweat and musk you’ve worked up with my tongue as well? Huh? Am I right? You’d better be grateful!”

It looks like Isabella has kept some of her prickly personality despite whatever evolution she underwent. That’s fine; I’ve gotten to like the way she is.

“Suka, ‘nother round, maybe?” Dura begs.

If she insists... I sigh while suppressing a grin. It’s going to be a long night.