Chapter 160: The Manliest Contest – Part 1
For the evening, we have a wholesome time together as we're all too tired for wild lewdness. So, of course, I choose to cuddle, and I'm content to just hug my fox and sheep pillows while the girls chit-chat.
Caterina accepts a bit of Eia, and the milf elegantly sits down on a wide sofa, which has enough room for Hana to also sit down, so she promptly seizes the opportunity. The Punisher is wearing a semi-transparent negligee, which, like most elven clothes, shows quite a lot of skin, and we see a steel body that's been forged in fire, showcasing a number of not-disfiguring scars, muscles bigger than Hana's, and even Romy's, and a modest pair of breasts that could almost fully fill my hands.
I wanna lick those toes, then run my tongue up her toned thighs until I reach her promised land.
"Yeah, me too," Hana hums out loud.
"What?" Caterina questions confusedly.
"What...?" the thirsty dragonkin hums back absentmindedly.
And mommy Punisher gives her a weird look.
I'll stop salivating over Caterina to not distract Hana any longer.
Alissa has her head on my lap, and though she's sorely tempted to give me a blowjob, my hands do their magic on her ears while Poosh works on her legs. The experienced blonde sheep knows exactly how to work her inner thighs in a way that quickly gets her aroused while avoiding touching her exposed and very yearning pussy lips. And all the while, the loyal servant exudes a motherly air because what mother doesn't know how to molest her own daughter?
"How can you be so good...?" Alissa whispers with a steamy tone.
"Who are you talking about?" I cheekily ask as I draw out a shiver through her ears.
She gives me a warm, loving gaze, and her tail lazily wags under her as she kindly states, "You are this good because you're obsessed with my ears, but Poosh is also working magic into my thighs."
"I'm obsessed with pleasing others; that's how I learned all the secrets of the body," the motherly milf replies with a kind smile, and she slowly runs her fingers through Alissa's moist slit, drawing a frustrated moan from her as she craves being penetrated.
But my slutty fox is also becoming an expert at holding back her own desires, so she remains still on our laps as we continue working on her.
Alissa turns to Poosh and gently whispers, "You're the perfect concubine for Wolfy, then. There's nothing he likes more than pleasure of all kinds."
And I lower my tone as I add with a bit of embarrassment, "Only because the things that used to please me the most back on Earth don't exist here."
Alissa extends a hand and lovingly cups my cheek as we both drown in each other's gaze. "Which is why the Gods gave me to you, because I'm obsessed with pleasing you."
"A perfect fit, we all are," I breathe warmly, then lean down while pulling her head up so that I can savor her lips. Her tongue seeks mine, and we enter the comforting embrace that I've become so used to. Nothing better than kissing your wife after a long day of training.
But someone is giving while not receiving anything, so I soon break the kiss and turn to Poosh, who's staring at us with a misty, warm gaze, but she seems to twitch in surprise once she realizes what's coming.
I lock lips with my fluffy sheep's, and our tongues entwine in a gentle dance. Alissa isn't inexperienced in kissing anymore, but she's still not at Poosh's level, so my zealous concubine can extract more raw pleasure out of me, though my kisses with the wives tend to be more intense than with any of the concubines.
Poosh is very eager to kiss me, and I can sense through her tongue how dedicated she is to me... so dedicated that I wonder why my Gift doesn't affect her.
"Perhaps she doesn't feel she's worthy," Alissa supposes in my soul space, and I'm inclined to agree. My sheep was a bit hesitant to become a concubine, after all. "How does it feel to serve the person you worship with your body?" my foxy wife suddenly questions her.
I break the kiss, and Poosh calmly turns to the fox, then wisely retorts, "I believe we're similar? You were a pious young woman who served him because that's what the Gods wished for by tying your Threads together through Blood Slavery."
The orange fox sighs softly as her arousal remains high. "Ah... yes, you're a Blood Slave. I forgot because it was used more to ensure loyalty rather than to give yourself to Fate like I did."
"You two are kindred souls. Sisters of different mothers," I smoothly interject.
Poosh adjusts her round glasses as she happily corrects, "I prefer the term second mother. Taking care of the wives has also been quite fulfilling for me."
Well, now our fetishes are being tickled, so Alissa immediately jumps in at the opportunity to roleplay. "Mother, can you please finger me? You've made me too aroused."
My loyal sheep is a cultured woman who's quite happy to follow along. "As you wish, my dear daughter," she softly replies and obliges.
I know that they're doing this mainly to please me, but they do seem to enjoy each other.
And Poosh's gentle fingers enter Alissa's pussy, then begin to gently massage her moist lips, focusing on stimulating the upper part, where the clit is. My foxy wife would love to suck my dick as she's fingered, but this sight is so soothing that I prefer to not disturb the two.
"You haven't called me a slut for a whole minute; how unusual!" Alissa sarcastically remarks through [Bind].
Cheeky little...
And my foxy slut grins so adorably that I can't stop myself from stealing her red lips.
Caterina seems very interested in what's going on here, so I give her a seductive glance as Alissa and I play with each other's tongues, and the demure Punisher purposely keeps her eyes away to not give Hana an excuse to molest her. She's still tense and guarded, but it seems she's making a deliberate effort to get closer to us.
Roxanne sits on Hana's lap, and the three spend their time trying not to show overt thirst, but they can't help themselves but flirt when faced with such a beautiful sight of Alissa being fingered to orgasm right before them. Letting Alissa be slowly fingered to heaven is a deliberate choice, and Hana is grateful for our wingmanning.
The reserved Templar stays until it starts to get late, witnessing two of Alissa's orgasms, but then Caterina decides to leave instead of staying for the night. Sharing the bed with Hana might be just too much intimacy for her.
Today is the 24th, An, day of Wind. I'm woken up by Poosh gently deepthroating me to the relaxing whistling of the winds as they brush against our bedroom "leaf" room.
As we are in the month of Love, the priests tell the commoners to be gentle and congenial like the wind. For warriors, storms and swiftness is the imagery used, but as rulers, both apply to us.
Regarding our skills, I increased my [Spear Use] by 1 (now 16+5); Alissa increased her [Muscle Explosion] and [Illusion Magic] by 1 (now 7 and 23); Roxanne increased her [Earth Magic] by 1 (now 3+2); Hana increased her [Block] by 1 (now 17); Ciel increased her [Parry] by 1 (now 2+13); Lina increased her [Axe Use] by 1 (now 20); and Yunia increased her [Dodge] and [Spirit Magic] by 1 (now 3+12 and 28).
As for "Stats," Hana increased her "Strength" by 1 (now 20), and Yunia increased her "Wisdom" by 1 (now 20). The latter puzzles me because the only thing she did was expose herself to her brothers... and though I agree that she may have received some "enlightenment" from the act, I still find it a bit hard to believe.
Thea's had enough time to process what happened, so we invite her to join us for breakfast. I've already had my fill of snow fox, and though I could eat more, I want to share her with someone, so who would be the most interesting to see fucking Thea?Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com
How about... Lina? She doesn't often get sexy with other women, and two young-looking girlish girls having innocent girl love sounds very refreshing. My lovely little gloomy dwarf is feeling receptive to being pimped because she wants to please me, and Ciel's fetish is also getting tickled, so I commit to this idea.
But Lina doesn't know how to seduce someone, so she just takes an empty seat beside Thea and boldly asks, "Miss Thea, would you like to kiss?"
I'm nearly done. I just need to make this transformation as natural as breathing while making sure that the dragon and its cage remain hidden in the depths of my psyche. But this ability needs to be inherited by my children, so I believe I need to permanently change myself so that they can naturally call upon it.
A permanent and clear separation between human and dragon. Hopefully, I won't develop a split personality, though I believe I'm already just a little bit bipolar, considering how often the dragon in me aggressively takes over.
Being a weredragon suddenly seems like quite a pain, but the boundless energy of the dragon does make it easier to be who I am. It's like I have my own steroid dispenser inside me.
And so my afternoon quickly passes by, also allowing the historical event of tonight's contest to quickly arrive.
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