John and Yelena looked up from where they lounged in bed, reading books, as there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Yelena called.
The door opened and their new roommate, (it felt a little odd to think of her like that, but that’s what Kesley had started calling them all: roommates), came in.
“You two are so adorable,” she said, smiling at them as she stood a few feet in front of the open doorway.
“I am glad you think so,” Yelena replied.
“Well, I didn’t come here to dote on you. I had a suggestion,” she said.
“What’s that?” John asked, sitting up.
“Winter’s on approach. Real winter. I can feel it. There’s going to be a big storm in about a week or two. And once winter gets its icy grip on this land, it’ll be very difficulty to leave this place again. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you were stuck here for three solid months. Good for training, bad for sanity. I’ve got a lot of things here to keep you both busy, but I figured you two would enjoy getting out for some fun,” she explained.
“I’d be interested in this,” Yelena said, already getting up out of bed.
“Yeah, I would too. Got any suggestions?” John asked, joining her.
“I do, actually. The far elves colonized this area about two thousand years ago. Only a handful of their structures remain. One of them is about three hours walk from here to the north. I can mark it on your map. Maybe it’s worth checking out. Although...be careful. There’s a lot of rumors about the ruins, and I honestly don’t know what’s true, but they all agree on one thing: they’re dangerous. And several people have gone into some of the ruins and haven’t come back out.”
“Hmm...” John looked at Yelena.
“I am interested,” she said simply.
“Well okay then. We’ll be careful. Thanks, Kesley,” he said.
“You’re welcome. If you aren’t back in a day, I’ll come looking for you.”
“That would be most appreciated,” Yelena said.
John nodded. It was good to have a contingency plan. As he got their map for Kesley, Yelena began pulling on her clothing and armor.
It had been a month since all the nightmarish chaos of Yelena’s former brethren (he wasn’t sure what else to call them, certainly not allies), and they had finally tracked down Kesley. It had been a very good month, as far as John was concerned. The trek, and all the fighting, that had happened in between their cabin and their final arrival at Kesley’s cave in the far north, had taken it out of him in a way he hadn’t even realized until he’d had a chance to actually, genuinely relax. And relax he and Yelena had.
The first five or so days had largely bled into one another, becoming a semi-coherent blur of sex, sleep, big meals, long soaks in a big sunken tub, and pleasant conversations with Kesley. She was an excellent hostess: kind, funny, more than a little lewd, thoughtful, fun. She also made the best food he’d ever tasted, absolutely no contest. He had an idea being hundreds of years old gave you a lot of time to practice.
After that long session of rest, relaxation, and, most importantly, recuperation, Yelena had been more than ready to begin her training. And she had. She and Kesley disappeared into a large room behind another one of the doors in Kesley’s cave for hours at a time. Sometimes John went in to watch, as both women invited him to do so, but mostly, at least at first, he hadn’t been sure what to do. Poking around Kesley’s place proved to be interesting for about three or four days, especially checking out the books she’d gathered, but eventually, John began to feel like he really should be taking this opportunity to better himself as well.
And so he had.
He set up a workout and combat training regimen for himself. Sometimes he practiced swordplay and hand-to-hand by himself, sometimes with Yelena. (She was still faster and stronger than him, and he doubted it would ever change.) Working out was something he did off and on, trying to make a habit of it but often falling out of it. Hunting and traveling tended to keep him pretty fit, and although his recent lifestyle had brought a lot more hunting and fighting to his life, he was eating and lounging a lot more too, and beginning to go soft around the edges again.
Not something he particularly enjoyed.
Maybe it was the sudden change of location, or maybe it was just that he’d legitimately come close to death probably a dozen times on the way up here, and had been forced to combat people far more skilled than him, but John suddenly found it a lot easier to get focused and stay focused. He knew that if he was going to protect himself, and Yelena when she needed it, he was going to have to be in the best shape of his life, and then keep pushing.
But after a little over two solid weeks of it, he had to admit that he was starting to get a little cooped up. And damn, winter hadn’t even started yet. How was he going to keep his sanity doing this for another three solid months?
He had Yelena, and he had a lot of books, and Kesley to talk with, and a lot more training to do. It would be a challenge, but, he supposed, he now fully realized the truth of the matter about himself: John Greenfield lived for challenges.
Right now, he was off to face a new one.
They were making their way briskly down the mountain. It was still before noon. Yelena had on her amulet, the one they’d originally found to mask her appearance. He still didn’t like it, but even here, in this remote location, they couldn’t risk the wrong person seeing her. As they reached the bottom of the mountain and began to head north, he spoke up.
“So, how’s your training going?” he asked.
“Very well, as far as Kesley is concerned. She seems surprised by my abilities and how fast I am learning. She says that even so, it would take a few years of practice to make me a master of the art, but I could definitely learn enough to pass as another species within five or six months,” Yelena replied, looking down at herself. “I wonder what species I would choose...”
“Do you maybe wanna stick around and learn more?” he asked.
“Oh no, not at all,” Yelena replied quickly. “I mean, I would certainly appreciate the opportunity, it’s just...I am already having difficulty with the notion of being here for another four or five months. I am already growing, uh, restless.”
“Glad I’m not the only one,” John murmured.
“Are you? You seem very enamored with your new routine of training and endurance building. And I see you reading a lot more now.”
“It’s great and all, I’m just...used to travel by now, I think. After all the traveling I’ve done since meeting you, I think the wanderlust has got me.”
“Mmm...yes. I understand. I feel the same way. What do you think we should do after I’ve learned the basics?”
“I don’t know. Maybe travel to another country? There’s so many different places we could go, if we wanted.”
“I’ve been reading up on this world, other countries and faraway lands. I do like the idea, but I’m not ready to make any choices yet. More research, first.”
“More research,” he agreed, because it was something he wanted to look into as well. He was actually embarrassingly ill-informed on his own planet.
They kept walking, finding a trail that headed north.
The walk there was actually fairly pleasant. John kept worrying that snow would begin to fall, or a storm would creep up on them. But although there was a chilly bite to the air, the sun shining down on them from a largely cloudless sky made the day pleasant enough. And he had to admit, the countryside was just beautiful here. The trail they walked along passed over a valley with a river running through it, past huge stands of trees, past a lake surrounded by trees and melting snow, and, in the distance, there were more mountains.
It was easy to find a breathtaking view around here.
Yelena seemed absolutely enthralled by it, despite her hatred of the cold. She chatted animatedly with him, pointing out animals in the distance. They spied several deer, some rabbits that hopped along the ground, prospecting for food, and a variety of birds that passed overhead. She seemed particularly happy with the birds.
“There! Look!” she whispered, stopping him.
They’d come around a corner, as the path butted up against the hills they were currently walking along, and off to the right, down a gently sloping curve of snowy land, he saw a tree where a cluster of tiny chestnut brown birds were gathered. As they watched, the whole group, a good twenty or thirty of them, all flew down to a patch of ground maybe a few feet away. They all cheeped and chirped as they fed. They were very small things, maybe two inches tall. Something startled them and all at once the entire clutch raced back up to the tree.
A few seconds later, they returned to the ground again in a cluster.
Yelena laughed merrily. “You really like them, don’t you?” he asked.
“They are adorable!” she replied. “Don’t you think?”
“Oh yes, they are definitely adorable,” he replied.
“We do not have things like birds in my realm. Well...not precisely. We have things that fly, but they are nightmarish beasts with enormous, bony wingspans. There are many things different about your world, but this might be one of my favorites. I’m not sure why, I just love seeing birds so very much,” she said, grinning widely.
“I’m glad,” he said. “I love seeing you happy.”
She turned and smiled at him. “I know the feeling.” She leaned in and gave him a long, lingering kiss on the mouth, then took his hand and set off again.
Yes, definitely a fantastic walk.
And it remained fantastic until they had nearly reached the place they were going to. As they were drawing closer, Yelena stopped suddenly and snatched a dagger from her belt. Raising it up into a throwing position, she faced right.
“Who is there?!” she snapped.
John drew his blade. He hadn’t heard or seen anything. Shit, she was good.
“Don’t attack!” came a female voice. “I’m not a foe. I’m coming out now.”
“Slowly,” Yelena replied.
A very tall, very curvy blonde woman in leather armor stepped out from behind one of the trees to their right.
“Hi,” she said. He noted that she didn’t seem intimidated in the slightest. “My name is Ellie Lennox.”
“Hello, Ellie Lennox. Are you truly not a foe?” Yelena replied. She hadn’t lowered her dagger.
“I’m not. I won’t attack you. I’m not here to cause problems,” Ellie replied.
Yelena lowered her dagger, hesitated, then re-sheathed it. “I apologize. We have had...trying times lately.”
“I completely understand,” Ellie replied. “That’s actually why I was hiding. I was a little paranoid someone might be following me when I heard you coming up the trail and decided to hide and see who it was. How did you hear me?!”
“I, uh, have good ears,” Yelena replied.
“Godsdamned good ones...can I approach?”
“Yes,” Yelena replied. “My name is Yelena.”
“John,” John said, sizing her up.
There was something about her. She was clearly hot as fuck, there was no doubt about that, but something about her face. Not familiar, at least not that he’d ever seen her before, but something about the features of it.
Ellie came to stand before them. Holy shit she was tall. Taller even than Yelena. She had to be pushing a good six and a half feet. And she looked like a straight-up badass, a veteran adventurer. She had a scar on her face, her left check just below one very blue eye, and all her gear was weathered and well-worn.
But that name…
That last name.
“Wait a minute, Lennox? As in-”
“The Township of Lennox? Yes. Ex-princess Ellie at your service,” she said with a sour smirk.
“Ah. Sorry,” John murmured. That’s what he saw in her facial features: that vague notion of aristocracy that a lot of the ‘elite’ in the land seemed to have.
“Oh no, it’s fine. I just...don’t like to think about it. I’m actually thrilled not to be a princess anymore. It was my choice.” She paused and studied them, her eyes lingering on Yelena. “So, uh...what are the two of you up to, if you don’t mind my asking? You both seem like adventurers.”
“We are,” John replied. He briefly considered withholding that information, or being deceptive about where they were going, but decided not to. He wasn’t getting any bad vibes from Ellie at all, and Yelena had relaxed completely. She was actually very good about picking up on things from people they came across. “We’re heading for a far elf ruin up the road.”
“That’s what I thought. I’m heading there myself.” She paused, studied them both for a bit longer. “Wanna make it a threesome?”
John’s eyebrows raised a little. “Uh...yes?” he replied.
“Is that an invitation for sex?” Yelena asked, and John felt his head snap around to look at her. She could be extremely blunt sometimes, and he really didn’t know if she was doing it on purpose or not in some instances.
Ellie laughed again, louder. “No...but maybe we could get to know each other a bit and see what happens,” she said, now wearing a confident smirk.
“Okay,” Yelena said.
“Come on,” Ellie replied, and began leading them down the path.
John found his eyes drawn to her ass. It was fucking huge. Everything about her seemed big. He looked at Yelena as they began walking. She favored him with a big smile. Okay, she had definitely done that on purpose, no social miscommunication or lack of tact there.
Gods did he want to fuck Ellie!
There was an immediate attraction there. Something about her tall, built frame and the scar on the face and the fact that she seemed pretty rough around the edges, maybe even a little dangerous, called to him in a way that only women like that did.
But if that was going to happen, in fact if any of this was going to happen, then they were going to need to be up front with her. Although it was definitely becoming a policy, he did discuss it with Yelena first, in case she had some reason to keep her identity a secret.
“You want to tell her?” he asked softly.
“Yes,” Yelena replied. “We need to, it is only fair. And I don’t think she will mind. Something about her...she reminds me of several of the other women we have seduced.”
He snorted. “You mean you have seduced.”
“You are quite good at seduction yourself. You did it quite well with me. I’ve seen you work it, John,” she said.
“What are you two whispering about back there?” Ellie asked, her tone teasing.
“We should do it now,” Yelena murmured.
“Ellie...uh, we have something to tell you,” John said.
Ellie stopped and turned around, and they stopped too. “Well, that’s ominous,” she said, though she seemed more curious than suspicious.
“We believe in honesty among adventurers and allies,” Yelena said.
“I do too,” Ellie agreed. “So what do you want to be honest about? There’s something about you, isn’t there? I can feel it, very, very subtly, but there’s just something about you...”
“There is,” Yelena said. “I am not human.”
“What are you? A beryl? No...you wouldn’t be bothering with what has to be an illusion spell or amulet, since you sure look human right now. An undead? You’re an undead, aren’t you? It’s okay, my best friend was cursed to be undead for a long time. And if we’re putting our cards on the table, I’m okay to fuck girls and fuck undead.”
“I am not an undead,” Yelena said.
“Huh...okay, interesting. Wait, don’t tell me, I want to guess. Not an undead, there’s no way you’re one of the native races. Not a beryl or felis or elf or kit. Shit, a dryad? But why would a dryad bother with it either? They have their own ways of misdirecting people...” She stared at Yelena for a bit longer, then sighed heavily. “Okay, I’m stumped. I give up.”
“I am a demon,” Yelena said.
Ellie’s eyebrows shot up. “Whoa, really?”
“Can I, um...see?”
“Yes,” Yelena said. She took off her amulet and the illusion spell fell away. Ellie let out a low whistle.
“By the Gods, you are beautiful,” she whispered. She walked closer and studied Yelena intensely. “I mean just...wow! I’ve never seen a demon before. And your horns. And those eyes! I can see why you’d hide this, sadly...” She seemed to get control of herself a little bit. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I feel like I’m going a little fast, and being rude.”
“No, I do not mind,” Yelena replied. “It is always a pleasure to come across another in this realm who is not horrified by me. And you are quite attractive yourself.”
“Well thank you. Hmm...my Gods, a demoness. How did you get here? And how do you fit into this?” she asked, looking at John. Before he could properly respond, she got another big grin. “Oh my-you’re together, aren’t you!? Like a couple?!”
“Yes,” John said.
“That’s so awesome! How? You have to tell me how you met,” she said.
“We will. We should walk though,” Yelena suggested.
“Good point. Two birds with one stone.”
And so they walked, and the pair of them relayed the story of how they hooked up to Ellie, the ex-princess badass adventuress.
“And you’re living with a fucking dragon right now!?” she asked when they wrapped it up.
“Yes we are,” Yelena replied.
“Holy shit, that’s just...nuts. I mean, some of that sucked a lot, but mostly it was amazing. You two have such awesome lives.”
“For the most part,” John agreed.
“I am curious to hear your tale,” Yelena said. “If I understand right, princess is a title of authority, correct?”
“Eh...sort of. It means daughter of a ruler in this land. It’s nothing special, but I don’t mind running through it. Basically, I was the firstborn daughter of the lord of a township. I’m expected to marry some prince, the firstborn son of another lord, so that when my dad’s done, I and my husband can pick up the job. The only thing is: I’ve never given a shit about ruling over a town. Since I was a little girl, I was always getting into trouble, digging in the dirt, going on adventures. I kept it up for my whole life, frequently leaving the town to walk around the countryside, plunder old ruins, fight monsters, hook up with hot people.”
“A very great lifestyle,” Yelena murmured.
“Yep. My dad...I love him, he was a great father, but he was constrained by tradition. It was getting to be about that time to get married, and I just...I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t. At the time, I was having a dry streak for sex and I was just out of my mind with lust. I wanted dick so fucking bad. I ended up taking my best friend, Lena, who is a rich girl from the town and had been cursed to be an undead due to, ah, a mistake made by myself while plundering one of those ruins, but she’s since been cured, and the local healer, a very cute, shy young man named Warren, who had been drooling over me for a few years at that point, to the family cabin.”
“You fucked him, didn’t you?” John asked.
“I fucked his brains out. Lena and I seduced and fucked him into a coma basically. It was absolutely stellar. We kept up the threesome, though he and Lena fell in love. I’m so glad that happened. He’s so sweet and honestly the kind of guy she deserves. Not one of those rich assholes who just give a shit about appearances. Ugh. But anyway, while I was dealing with princess shit, I managed to talk my captain of the guard, a sexy middle-aged elf named Cassie, into fucking Warren too.”
“He must have been particularly thrilled,” Yelena said.
“Oh yes. He was. He loved it so much. Eventually, I told my dad that I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t settle down. He did understand, although he had to basically disown me publicly. My little sister took over my place now that I was out of the picture, and Lena, Cassie, Warren, and myself all started adventuring. And we have been since then. We all fuck each other all the time, and it’s totally fucking awesome.”
“Where are they now?” Yelena asked.
“All of them are back in Redwood. They wanted to take a break and maybe think about settling in for the winter, but I was desperately craving another good adventure. And I could tell Warren and Lena wanted some alone time, and Cassie had been catching the eyes of a lot of young men, and women, around Redwood, so I figured she’d want to ride some cock and rub pussies with the locals. I told them to stay put, and that I’d be back in a few weeks. I’d heard about these far elf ruins for awhile now, and got pointed towards this one.”
“Why this one specifically?” John asked.
“I guess a lot of them have been plundered, or even destroyed. I mean, it makes sense, given how damned old they are. I wanted to get into one of them and see what it was all about for myself,” Ellie replied.
“Well, I suppose we are about to find out,” Yelena murmured.
Up ahead, the path came to an end. Down an incline, at the end of the path, not far from the ocean. It was a simple stone structure, vaguely rounded, and it seemed to be giving off a very faint bluish glow.
“That is magic,” Yelena said.
“Yeah it is,” Ellie agreed. “Even after all this time. Although it’s very faint.”
“What do you know about these things? I have to admit, I’m completely ignorant,” John asked as they resumed their walk.
“Not a lot,” Ellie replied. “I know they’re supposed to magic, and that they were built by the far elves, and that they’re supposed to be dangerous. I also know that not all of them are still magic. So either they faded over time, or whatever is providing that magic broke, or died, or was taken maybe. There’s hardly any written accounts of them and the few that I have come across contradict each other, so I don’t know to believe any of them.”
“Mysterious,” Yelena said.
“Yep, and I love a good mystery.”
They finished walking down the road and grew silent as they entered the patch of land that the stone structure was built onto. Now that they were actually here, he could feel a very faint buzzing on the air. John didn’t really know too much about the far elves. Honestly, he didn’t know much about anything beyond his own land, and he was really beginning to realize that just recently. Well, that was probably going to change.
The trio made a slow circle around the perimeter of the structure, checking to see if there were any unfriendly people or monsters hanging around in obvious sight. They were alone, at least as far as they could tell. John had to admit, it was a little harder to concentrate with the low background buzz of magic in the air.
There was just one entrance into the rounded bluish structure, so after securing the area, that’s where they gathered.
“Everyone ready for this?” Ellie asked. She’d drawn a good-sized silver sword that had a faint red glow to it.
“I’m ready,” John said. He’d drawn his own silver blade.
“As am I,” Yelena murmured. She held a wickedly thin blade of black metal that Kesley had given to her as a gift.
John was actually really interested to see how it handled in combat. He doubled down on his efforts to remain focused as they approached the entrance. Time to get serious, there could be anything in there. Ellie opted to lead the way, so he and Yelena backed her up. They moved slowly through the broad opening in the stone. The room beyond was almost totally barren, the size of the entire structure, maybe fifty feet across. There was evidence that people had been here, though: scuff marks, ashes from fires once made to stave off the cold, some old blood, a few abandoned weapons. They moved slowly through the broad, open space, checking to see if there was anything of value, or any kind of traps in the area.
It felt very uncomfortable in here, but not like a curse or like there were undead about. This was different. This was a kind of uncomfortable that John had never felt before. It was strange and eerie and made him apprehensive.
“This place is weird,” Ellie whispered as they finished their sweep of the area.
“Indeed,” Yelena murmured.
The only way to go was down a wide set of stone stairs, cut straight into the earth, descending into the misty depths.
“Still feel like doing this?” John asked.
“Do you?” Ellie replied.
He laughed. “Yeah, I guess I do. I’ve been locked up for a month. Best thing to stave off cabin fever is a good life risk.”
Yelena grinned. “I suppose we will find out.”
Ellie set off down the stairs, sword still ready. John and Yelena followed her. They moved slowly, carefully, spreading out, John to the right, Yelena to the left, Ellie dead center. Their footsteps echoed as they descended. The stairwell seemed to go on for quite a long time, though John knew that it was probably just his nerves making everything seem worse than it really was. The only light was that faint bluish glow coming from the stone all around them. It provided just enough light to see maybe ten feet ahead of them.
None of them spoke the entire time.
Finally, John spotted a new source of light. Slowly, it grew, then resolved into a square of more powerful light that was closer to white than blue. As they drew nearer to the end, they came to a halt, waiting, listening.
“Do you hear anything Yelena?” John whispered.
“No,” she murmured. “Nothing at all. It is dead silent.”
“I don’t hear anything either,” Ellie muttered. “Come on.”
They finished the journey, coming to the end of the stairwell and exiting through the large opening. The light was now bright enough to show them a new chamber, a bit bigger than the one above, rectangular in shape. Along the walls, to either side of them, were openings, three per side. Only darkness could be seen beyond each opening. Dead ahead, at the end of the room, was another opening that was also quite dark.
What was most disturbing were the bodies. There had to be a couple dozen of them strewn out across the area. Some of them were nothing more than piles of old bones inside of suits of armor or traveling clothes. Some were at least somewhat recent, maybe a year old, maybe less. They all looked like adventurers.
“What’s down here?” Ellie whispered.
“It must be dangerous, whatever it is,” John said.
“We’ve faced worse,” Yelena almost growled.
“We don’t know that,” John said, but they had faced some pretty badass stuff so far. Standing here among the dead and the darkness, he was very glad that he was not in this place alone. Being here by himself would probably be unbearable. He didn’t think of himself as a coward, but by the Gods, this place was horrible.
“Be ready,” Ellie said, and took a step deeper into the area.
Nothing happened. She took another step. And another.
Noises came from ahead of them as something shifted. John tensed. The noises were coming from farther down the room. A few seconds later, two figures stepped out of the two farthest openings set into the walls.
They were tall, about as tall as Ellie was, but there was something oddly...perfect about the way they were moving. They had stepped out in absolute synchronicity, and now they began marching swiftly across the room in step with each other. As they came closer, John got at least something of an idea of what he was looking at.
Far elves. Undead far elves.
Only it wasn’t that simple. There were what appeared to be pieces of metal embedded into them. It was old, corroded metal. They each held simple blades and their eyes glowed with that same faint bluish light. The closer they drew, the more he saw how decayed and horrible they were. “Well...that’s not quite what I was expecting,” Ellie said.
She moved forward suddenly and slashed at one of the undead elves. But it ducked, its movements shockingly fast, and stabbed at her. Ellie cried out and narrowly avoided it, but didn’t avoid the fist that punched her in the stomach and sent her stumbling back hard enough that she tripped over one of the dead adventurers. John and Yelena shot forward, swords raised. This was going to be fairly difficult.
Deciding to go for something a little different, John narrowly dodged the far elf’s blade and tried to do a leg sweep and knock the bastard over. But the undead thing simply leaped up and avoided his leg completely! It stabbed at him again and John jerked to the side. The blade sliced cruelly into his flesh as it cut into his side. He grit his teeth but tried to press the attack, jabbing forward with his own blade. And made contact! The blade punched into the thing’s emaciated chest and out the back. It roared and backhanded him, sending him flying.
As he went down, Ellie came back into the fray, sword flying.
Struggling to his feet, John saw that Yelena was working on the other one and had locked it into a straight-up sword fight. Sparks flew and steel rang as they clashed, their movements extremely fluid and dexterous. And now he was without a sword. Great. He pulled out his dagger and began moving forward, trying to both keep from tripping over any of the corpses and to keep out of Ellie’s way, as she was smashing her blade against the undead far elf’s own sword. With it occupied, he had to get in there and find some kind of advantage.
He kept moving, keeping close to the wall, and suddenly wondered if there were more. Great, now he was paranoid of that. But for now, all he saw were the ones ahead of him, so he’d help deal with them. As he got around behind the undead creature, Ellie suddenly bashed the monster’s sword aside with a powerful blow and then brought her blade down as hard as she could on the wrist of the skeletal hand clutching the blade.
It was a clean cut, completely severing the hand. She raised her blade up and brought it down on the undead’s head, but the thing raised its arm up and the sword rebounded off of the metal plate that was embedded in the old flesh there. At the same time, it hit Ellie in the gut and again sent her staggering backwards in what was no doubt immense pain. John knew it was now or never. As he raised the dagger and began to bring it down, the undead both simultaneously whirled around to face him while, with its remaining hand, ripped out his own blade, which was still stuck in its chest, brought it up and around to face him, and stabbed him.
But his dagger still pierced its skull, and as it did, the light faded from the undead’s eyes. It clattered to the floor, and John went with it, screaming hoarsely as its hand was still attached to the sword currently plunged in his gut. Gritting his teeth, struggling to stay conscious, he reflected, briefly, that he was getting stabbed at an alarmingly high rate just recently. Thank the fucking Gods that healing magic and health potions were a thing or he’d surely be dead by now. To her credit, Yelena did not break her concentration on the creature she was facing. And neither did Ellie. He watched the big blonde surge back to her feet and rush over to help Yelena. It took them a little over a minute to finally overwhelm the thing and cut its head off.
The second it was dead, Yelena rushed over to him.
“Fuck, John,” she said as she came to stand over him.
“I’ll be fine,” he managed, then hawked and spat a mouthful of blood.
“I’ve got a healing potion,” Ellie said as she began shrugging out of her large pack.
“No, I can handle it,” Yelena replied. She crouched, setting her sword aside, and gripped the handle of John’s sword, which was still sticking straight out of him. “I’m going to have to pull it out, okay? You ready?”
“Yeah, just give me a three count,” John grunted. The pain was getting pretty bad.
Yelena’s face became pained, like she was guilty. Why would she be guilty? “One,” she said, and then ripped the blade out.
John blacked out.
He came to a few moments later feeling a whole hell of a lot better, though he was a bit pissed. “What the fuck happened to two and three!?” he cried.
“I am sorry, my love,” Yelena said, gently running her fingers through his hair, as he now had his head resting in her lap, “but you weren’t going to be ready for the pain by three. I have dealt with that before. The sooner the better, always.”
He sighed. She had a point. “Well, thanks,” he said.
She smiled. “I’ll make it up to you.”
He grinned back at her.
“You two are cute,” Ellie said. They glanced over. She had just finished drinking a healing potion.
“I could have healed you,” Yelena said.
“No, I’m fine. I appreciate it, though. You two really handled yourselves well back there, especially you Yelena, good Gods, you are something else,” Ellie replied.
“She is,” John agreed.
“Now what are these things?” Ellie muttered, crouching over the undead far elf that she and Yelena had killed.
John slowly got to his feet and Yelena helped him up. They moved over and joined her. “Undead far elf, as far as I can tell,” he said.
“Yeah, but this metal...this is creepy. Effective, though. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this. This is so weird. Although I’m wondering what happened to the others. I’m guessing all six of these niches should have been full.”
“Look,” Yelena said, pointing. “There.”
He followed her finger and saw that she was pointing to a corpse. It took him a few more seconds to realize that he was looking at another undead far elf, though it was much more decayed and had a knife sticking out of its skull.
“Some of those who came before us must have succeeded in killing the other four,” Yelena said quietly, looking at all the corpses.
“Well, let’s do what we came here to do,” Ellie said, straightening back up.
They set to work.
After ensuring that they were alone and checking out all six of small side chambers where the undead elves rested, they’d set to work. Each of those chambers was completely bare, nothing more than scarred stone, with one exception: one of the poor adventurers that had come here had crawled in there to die. From there, they went to the final chamber at the end of the room. Yelena had to cast a light spell to properly illuminate the interior of that chamber, which was larger and more intricate than the others.
There were curious carvings all over the walls, engraved in the stone, all of it centered around a sophisticated platform about four feet tall. It looked like it was meant to hold some kind of orb that had been maybe a foot or so in diameter.
“What was here?” Yelena asked softly.
“I have no idea,” Ellie replied. She heaved a weary sigh. “But it’s gone, whatever the fuck it was. Dammit! I was looking forward to finding something cool.”
“Sorry,” John murmured.
“Oh, it’s fine...I mean, I got to fight something cool and meet the two of you,” she replied, turning and favoring them with a sly grin. When neither of them responded, she turned away from the pedestal. “Come on, let’s strip search these poor bastards and get out of here. I need some air.” She walked back into the main room.
They looked at each other, then followed her.
The trio set to work, spending close to an hour searching over all the bodies, rifling through pockets and packs. Sometimes it still struck him as uncomfortable, but it was kind of standard procedure among adventurers, just sort of an unspoken thing. All the people he’d asked about it, those who wandered the land, looted old structures, fought monsters, adventured, had said roughly the same thing:
Shit, if I’m dead, I’d rather my stuff go to good use than just sit there forever.
And John felt the same way, not that he particularly liked thinking about it. Eventually, they finished the job and then headed back upstairs.
“Not a bad haul,” Ellie said as they stepped back out into the sunshine.
“Yeah,” John agreed, shifting his pack. They’d found a decent haul of gold and gems, a few cool blades, a few magical rings and amulets.
“So...” Ellie murmured.
“So?” Yelena prompted.
“Um...you wanna have a threesome?” she asked, and he was surprised by how awkward she suddenly seemed.
“Are you...blushing?” John asked.
“No, I am not,” Ellie said firmly. She stared at him and Yelena, who stared back at her. Finally, she sighed. “Maybe.”
“We would love to,” Yelena said. “If you’d like, we could go back to Kesley’s place. She’s already given us permission to bring back people we trust.”
“That sounds fantastic,” Ellie replied, “I’d love to meet her. She sounds fascinating.”
“She is,” Yelena said.
They began walking.
“Were you...uncertain about whether or not we’d say yes?” John asked.
“I mean yeah, kinda,” Ellie said. “Why?”
“It just seems a little, I don’t know, unlikely that...well, you seem like a seriously confident person,” he answered.
“I am confident,” she replied. “It’s just that-I mean, normally, I feel really confident about most shit I do. I try not to assume, but very, very few people turn me down. And usually those that do have their reasons, like they’re already in committed relationships, or they aren’t into my species, or something like that. Really, the biggest problem I put up with is that I intimidate too many guys. It happens a lot less now that most people don’t know I was a princess, and the guys I do ask are mostly adventurers that I get a good feeling about. Same for girls. But Yelena...you are just like on another level. For once, I feel fucking intimidated. I haven’t felt that in years...in easily over a decade. I’d forgotten what it had felt like.”
“Do you like the feeling?” Yelena asked.
“Kinda yes, kinda no. It’s invigorating, but it also makes me feel a little powerless. Which I don’t like.”
“Why do I intimidate you?”
Ellie sighed. “I don’t know. I guess part of it is that you are just so beautiful, in so many ways. You’re so attractive. You’re like something out of a godsdamned legend, Yelena.”
“I know exactly what you mean,” John said.
“And then the way you fight. You’re so fast and strong. I know that I can kick most people’s asses, but you could easily beat me if you wanted to, I think.”
“I’m not that skilled,” Yelena replied. “You do yourself a disservice. I was there. I saw you fight. You are strong and tenacious.”
“Yeah, but you’ve got that godsdamned speed. And that just makes you sexier. And you’re so nice and friendly, but you also had absolutely no problem threatening me before you knew if I was friend or foe. It’s like there’s no deception in you at all.”
“When we met, I was wearing an illusion amulet. That is about as deceptive as it gets,” Yelena pointed out.
“Which makes it even more impressive!”
“I am capable of lying.”
“I figured you were, that’s not it. It wouldn’t be impressive if you couldn’t lie. I just get this feeling from you that you simply don’t lie. You refuse to lie. Maybe I’m wrong.”
“No, you’re right,” John said.
“John Greenfield, I can and have lied to you,” Yelena said firmly.
“Two lies of omission, and I could tell.”
“You could not!”
“I so could tell. Even then you were falling bad for me. You couldn’t lie to me if your life depended on it,” John replied, adopting a very rare smirk.
“John, if you keep this up, I won’t let you come,” Yelena growled.
“You aren’t that cruel,” John replied.
She sighed and shoved him. “I am, but not to you. Never to you, my love.”
He kissed her.
“You two are a fantastic couple,” Ellie said. “The others are going to be so fucking jealous when they hear about this.”
They kept walking.
“So this is where a dragon lives?” Ellie asked as they walked down the main cave.
“Yep. Looks empty, doesn’t it?” John replied.
“That is the idea,” Yelena said.
“I guess that makes sense.”
“I hear a new voice!” Kesley called from somewhere deeper in the cave.
“We made a friend, Kesley,” John replied.
“Good! Will she be staying for long?”
They came out of the tunnel and into the main chamber, where they found Kesley sitting in one of her huge chairs, waiting for them.
“I’m...not sure,” Ellie replied. Wonder had slipped into her voice. He knew how she felt, seeing Kesley for the first time was pretty amazing.
“Hello, I’m Kesley,” she said, standing up.
Ellie looked up in awe. “I’m...Ellie.”
Kesley smiled. “It’s good to meet you. Just so you know, there’s a storm coming in tonight. It will more than likely arrive sometime in the night and stick around for probably a day or two. A worse one is on its way next week, I think. If you don’t feel like traveling in such miserable conditions, you can stay here.”
“Thanks, I really appreciate that,” Ellie replied. “You have a very nice home.”
“Thank you, Ellie.” She paused, then a small, sly grin appeared on her face. “I can tell you all are anxious. I imagine to have sex with each other. We can share a meal and a long conversation together after if you’d like.”
“Thank you so much,” Ellie replied. “Can we?” she asked, turning to look at John and Yelena. “It’s been a little too long for me.”
Yelena laughed. “Yes, Ellie, we can. Come, I’ll show you our room.”
They headed across the main chamber, through their door and into the bedroom that John had already become very familiar with.
“Oh yes,” Ellie said as she caught sight of the huge tub they had, “this is exactly what I needed to see right now.”
“You out of your armor and clothes is what I need to see right now,” Yelena replied, fixing Ellie with her red gaze.
“Well all right then,” Ellie replied, and began taking off her armor.
John and Yelena joined her, and soon all three of them were quietly and eagerly stripping off everything on their bodies. The bath was probably the best one John had seen so far. Besides being expertly constructed and deep enough to easily submerge your entire body, it was obviously made for fucking, with a lot of different places to sit built into the design, and a soft, padded ring around the exterior, easy to grip or just comfortable to rest your head on. It was also, through a magical spell, self-renewing. Twice a day fresh, heated water replaced whatever was currently in it. Which was good, since they had a lot of sex in there.
Ellie had a fantastically curvy, and also very fit, body, and it seemed all the larger simply by the fact that she had a good half foot on him. Except for Morgan’s, he thought she might have the biggest breasts he’d ever seen. Ellie had easily the biggest on a human woman he’d seen so far. Oh and by the Gods her thighs and those big, broad, powerful hips she had.
This was going to be amazing.
All three of them slipped happily into the hot water and let out sighs of relief. “This is one of my favorite things,” Ellie murmured after she dunked her head under the water and came back up, squeezing water from her hair.
“Soaking in hot water is a particularly wonderful pleasure,” Yelena agreed.
“However,” Ellie said, her tone changing, “I know a more powerful pleasure.” She moved across the tub and sat next to Yelena, then picked her up and settled her in her lap, so that they were face to face. Ellie began to kiss her, and Yelena kissed back immediately.
John shifted closer, watching the two women kiss. Ellie ran her hands down Yelena’s back and gripped her fit ass under the water.
“I can’t believe how fucking sexy you are,” Ellie whispered between kisses.
“You are very attractive yourself,” Yelena murmured back.
They twisted tongues together and Yelena settled her hands between them, groping Ellie’s huge, pale breasts, squeezing and massaging them. After a moment, she broke the kiss. “Your turn, love,” Yelena said, moving back a little.
John settled in next to Ellie, who immediately turned and began kissing him. She was a very good and very enthusiastic kisser, making good use of her tongue. He began groping one of her breasts, lust shooting through him like hot magic as he touched her, and saw Yelena lean in and began to kiss the side Ellie’s neck, making her gasp and shudder. He groped her huge breast for awhile longer as their tongues danced together and he enjoyed her taste and her touch, then he slipped his hand down in between the two women and began to pleasure Ellie, rubbing her clit slowly, causing her to break the kiss and cry out in surprised pleasure.
“Oh fuck, that’s really good,” she gasped. “Keep doing that.”
He laughed and kissed her again, then let Yelena take over the making out. As he continued fingering Ellie, he watched his lover and their new friend lock lips and twist tongues. After continuing to rub her clit, getting stronger and more vigorous with his attention, he slipped a finger into her and started pleasuring her that way. Ellie let out a new cry of pleasure. He kept fingering her until she had an orgasm.
She nearly threw Yelena off, her big hips bucked so hard, and he managed to stay inside of her, fucking her orgasming pussy with his fingers, until she was finished. She was pretty loud, and he imagined that Kesley was listening to them with interest. Although she hadn’t made any sexual advances of her own, (he really fucking wished that she would, but respected that she didn’t seem interested in either of them), she had a lot of fuck stories to tell, and it was obvious that she greatly enjoy interracial sex.
“Oh wow, that was good,” Ellie whispered as she finished coming. “You two wash up, I’m going to do both of you.”
“Gladly,” Yelena replied, getting off of her.
Both John and her quickly grabbed the washcloths and washed themselves off. As soon as they were clean and ready, they hopped up on the side of the tub, sitting next to each other, and Ellie settled into place in front of Yelena.
She leaned in, tongue stuck out, and started orally pleasuring Yelena. His demoness lover leaned her head back and moaned loudly, voicing the burst of rapturous ecstasy that was no doubt entering her tall, fit body. At the same time, Ellie reached over and gripped John’s fully erect cock, massaging it smoothly as she worked. Yelena’s tail was twitching behind her as she spread her legs open wider, one hand planted on the back of Ellie’s head.
She looked phenomenally erotic.
After another minute or so of putting her tongue to good use, Ellie pulled back and switched over to him, still gripping his cock. She leaned in and began to lick the head, sending bursts of pleasure sizzling rapidly into him, making him groan and shiver. She looked very satisfied and very in control. Ellie then took his cock into her mouth and he watched it disappear as she slipped her luscious lips down the entire length. He felt it hit the back of her throat, where she held it and swallowed several times, making him groan louder, all those hot, wet muscles contracting firmly around his most sensitive part repeatedly, sending spikes of pleasure into him. Then she pulled back and began bobbing her head, wrapping her thumb and first finger around his shaft, having her lips and her fingers work in tandem as she moved up and down.
“Holy fuck, this is good,” he managed, leaning back and watching her work.
Ellie was probably the most attractive human woman he had ever slept with, for a number of reasons. How she looked sucking dick and eating pussy was definitely one of those reasons. He imagined she looked even better fucking.
As she sucked him off, with her other hand, she fingered Yelena.
After another minute or so, she switched back.
“You are very skilled at this,” Yelena said between moans.
“I do this a lot,” Ellie replied, briefly halting her tonguing, instead opting to finger Yelena’s pussy. She looked up. “Those I travel with, the couple, Warren and Lena, I frequently do this for them,” she explained.
“They must both be in love with you,” John replied as she massaged just the head of his cock in her fist.
“In lust, at least,” Ellie said, then resumed eating Yelena out.
Between the two of them, Yelena was the first to pop. A few minutes later, she let out a loud cry of bliss and grabbed Ellie’s head with both hands, forcing her face deeper into her crotch, yelling in pleasure as she orgasmed. Ellie kept pleasuring her throughout the whole thing. When she was finished, she pulled back, grinning, looking up at her as she splashed some water onto her face. “That good, huh?” she asked.
“That good,” Yelena replied.
“Your turn to come,” Ellie said, and moved over to John.
She started sucking him off again, seeming to be going for nothing but pure pleasure now, staring up at him with her intensely blue eyes. He let it happen, let the pleasure wash over him, focusing on the fact that he was getting sucked off by this amazing, tall, busty, badass adventuress with the love of his life right next to him, actually holding his hand now, looking intently at him. He wondered if she loved watching him orgasm as much as he loved watching her do it.
And then he was coming in her mouth.
Ellie worked his cock like a professional whore, now massaging his balls, working his shaft, just his head in her mouth as she kept sucking, pumping him dry. He cried out as blissful sexual release burst into his body, filling him, his cock kicking violently in her grasp. She drained him, temporarily at least, and sucked out all of his seed, swallowing the load and then releasing him. He let out his breath in one long, slow exhale as she let him go. Leaning back, he enjoyed that wonderful feeling of post-orgasm bliss.
“Got any wine?” Ellie asked after rinsing and spitting. “I wouldn’t mind some.”
“We do,” Yelena replied. “Let me dry off and I’ll get you some.”
“Thank you,” Ellie said.
John slipped back into the water with her and hugged her. She hugged him back and he could feel her huge breasts pressing against him.
“Thanks for that. It felt amazing,” he said.
She laughed softly. “You’re very welcome, John. You gave me quite the nice orgasm, too. And I plan on swapping some more of them very soon. I want your cock in me very badly.”
“I think I want to put my cock in you even more badly,” he replied, reaching around and grabbing her huge ass.
“Probably,” she agreed.
“Here it is,” Yelena said, setting a half-empty bottle of red wine down next to the tub. Ellie took it and pulled the cork out, then began drinking it.
“This is excellent,” she said after finishing off half of what was left.
“We have more if you’re interested,” John said. He pulled himself out of the water and began drying off.
Already he was stiffening up again, knowing that sex with two insanely attractive women was on the verge of happening.
“I’m going to want a very large meal after this,” Ellie said. “Well, after relaxing for awhile. I’ll be happy to help make it.”
“We can all make a big meal in the kitchen and swap stories,” Yelena replied.
“Perfect. A good meal is an excellent epilogue to a fantastic fuck session,” Ellie said. She finished off the bottle of wine and then got out and began drying off.
It didn’t take long for all three of them to get into his and Yelena’s huge bed. From the way they were moving, John figured that the women were just as horny as he was.
Before he could get settled, or really figure out where to get settled, Ellie grabbed his wrist. “Can I have him first?” she asked, looking at Yelena.
“Yes, that is fair,” Yelena replied.
“On your back,” Ellie said, fixing John with her intense gaze.
“Yes ma’am,” he replied, laying on his back.
“You have him well trained,” Ellie said as she mounted him.
Yelena laughed. “No, I’m afraid not. He’s just polite...and very eager to get fucked by attractive women.”
“Yes I am,” John agreed.
“Works for me either way,” Ellie said as she gripped his cock and slipped it expertly into her. He groaned as she worked her way down his rigid length.
Something occurred to him. “You’re on some kind of birth control, right?” he asked.
“Duh,” Ellie replied as she grabbed his wrists and brought his hands up to her huge, bouncing breasts.
He almost automatically began groping them as she started riding his cock, and he groaned at the hot wave of pleasure that rolled through him. “I just thought I’d asked. It’s been awhile since I’ve had sex with someone of my own species.”
“Fair enough,” Ellie replied. “Tell me the most exotic woman you’ve had sex with...I mean, besides Yelena,” she continued as she stopped and began to shift her big hips, stirring his cock around inside of her for a few seconds before beginning to bounce on him again. She was making the bed shake at this point.
“Um...” he thought about it. Would it be Brynne the serpentine? Or the succubus he was with long ago, Lexi? “I can think of two,” he said finally.
“Wow, two? You do get around,” she murmured.
“We both do,” Yelena said. She was beside Ellie now, watching her intently, her tail again twitching behind her.
“I had sex with a serpentine named Brynne, and a succubus named Lexi.”
“Oh wow,” Ellie murmured. “That is hot. I’m going to go with Brynne. Succubi are great and all, but a serpentine...now that is kinky.”
“We have also fucked several dryads,” Yelena murmured.
“That’s pretty hot. I’ve encountered a few myself. I think more people have fucked dryads than are willing to admit. Especially elves. My friend Cassie has had sex with at least a dozen, both male and female. But a serpentine. That is so fucking hot,” she moaned and began to ride him harder and faster.
“It really was,” he groaned, the pleasure hitting him in rapturous waves.
Ellie rode him to the edge of orgasm, then stopped, getting off of him. He let out a breath he’d been holding in almost subconscious expectation of the orgasm to come.
“Can’t have you coming yet. Yelena hasn’t had her way with your cock,” Ellie said.
“Much appreciated. Fuck me from behind, love,” Yelena said.
“Gladly,” he replied, getting up quickly, desperate to be back inside of a woman. Yelena got onto her hands and knees, showing him her wonderfully fit ass and the glistening slit of her pussy. Her tail waved back and forth as he got closer to her, and she moaned loudly as he slid into her. He still never grew tired of penetrating her, of making love to her, gripping her hips and driving into her. They both moaned in sexual unity as they fucked.
He gripped her tail and gave it a small tug, making her cry out.
Grabbing her firm hips, he really started pounding her sweet demoness pussy. Ellie laid down beside them, watching them with a keen interest. As she watched, she slipped a finger down in between her big thighs and started to masturbate. As she moaned, Yelena took notice and turned her head towards Ellie.
“If you lay in front of me, I will pleasure you with my tongue,” she said, and then stuck her forked tongue out and waggled it at her.
Ellie’s eyes widened. “Oh fuck yes,” she replied and immediately shifted.
As John kept fucking Yelena from behind, giving her tight ass a hard smack and making her moan, Ellie laid down on her back and spread her legs before Yelena, who immediately went to work on pleasuring her pussy with that amazing tongue of hers.
“Oh my fucking Gods!” she cried, then reached out and gripped Yelena’s horns. She hesitated suddenly. “Uh...is this okay?”
“I’m fine with it,” Yelena replied, and resumed her work.
“I fucking love doing that,” John said as he kept fucking her, burying his cock into Yelena’s tight, hot pussy over and over again. “I love grabbing her horns and fucking her in the mouth and making her choke on my dick.”
“That sounds so fucking hot,” Ellie moaned loudly. “I so want to see that. When I’m done, please do that to her.”
“Oh I will,” he replied, and slapped Yelena’s ass again, hard enough to leave a print and make her moan very loudly.
“Are you two into rough sex? Like hitting and screaming? Cause my best friend is. Me and her boyfriend abuse her all the time.”
“We very much are,” Yelena said. “I love getting abused by him.”
“That’s so hot. Can you do that? Can I watch?” Ellie asked.
“I am okay with it if John is...which I imagine he is.”
“Definitely,” he replied. “Can I abuse you too?” he asked.
“You know, I’ve been less on the receiving end of it lately, but I’m actually turned on by the idea of you fucking me up. Yes.”
“Oh thank you so much,” he said.
She smirked. “I’ll just bet you’d love the chance to fuck up a woman who could beat your ass, huh?”
“Admittedly, yes,” he replied. “I do get a kick out of choking and slapping Yelena around.”
“And I could definitely beat your ass,” Yelena said.
“Definitely,” he agreed, making Ellie laugh again.
Yelena tongue-fucked Ellie until she had another tremendous orgasm, then straightened up and had John pull out of her. As soon as he was free of her, he moved over to the edge of his bed and grabbed her wrist, then yanked her closer to him.
“On your knees, you stupid bitch,” he growled at her, and she immediately began moving to placate him, both of them sliding almost effortlessly into their roles. They had been...practicing this kind of sex a lot more recently.
He loved it a lot, and so did she.
He paused once and glanced at Ellie. “Safe word?” he asked.
“Avocado,” she replied after thinking about it for a few seconds.
As soon as Yelena was on her knees, he grabbed her horns and forced his cock into her mouth. “Suck on it, you slut!” he screamed at her and began fucking her violently in the mouth. His cock hit the back of her throat several times and then he forced it down her throat as far as he could, holding her horns firmly in his grasp, listening to her gag and groan.
“Holy fuck, this is hot,” Ellie whispered, watching intently beside him.
“Your turn is next,” he replied.
She said nothing, just kept watching them intently. John kept fucking Yelena in the mouth until she seemed like she’d had enough, and then let go of her. As soon as he did, she fell back, gasping and coughing.
“Please, master,” she gasped, “please...”
“Shut up,” he replied and slapped her hard enough that she fell over. “And you,” he said, turning to Ellie, “on your back, now.” She opened her mouth to say something, but he didn’t give her the chance, slapping her hard across the face. “Now!” he screamed.
She quickly got onto her back, and as soon as she did, he got atop her, straddling her face, and shoved his cock into her mouth. She groaned and then gagged as he grabbed her head and began fucking her mouth, shoving his cock deep and hard into her throat. As he had with Yelena, he forced himself deep into her mouth, pounding her head into the pillow. He did this for a bit longer, then pulled out, wanting to be back inside of her pussy and in a better position to get rough with her. Ellie’s eyes were wide and conveying a lot of arousal and enjoyment.
As he settled in between her thighs and began fucking her again, he slapped her twice across the face. “You’ve been very bad,” he growled at her.
“I’m sorry,” she moaned. “Please, sir, please-”
“Shut up!” he screamed and backhanded her. Then he wrapped both hands around her throat and applied pressure, choking her slowly. She gasped and jerked, but he maintained his grip, tightening it. She moaned and gagged.
“You’re going to be punished,” he said.
She bucked again, almost throwing him off, and he gripped her throat for a bit longer before finally letting go.
“Get over here!” he screamed at Yelena, who quickly climbed back onto the bed. He grabbed her by the hair and, pushing himself up, yanked her closer to him. “Hold your fucking legs!” he screamed at Ellie, and slapped her again.
She cried out and did as she was told, gripping her legs and holding them up. He pulled out and grabbed Yelena, then put her on top of Ellie, placing her legs so that they held Ellie’s into place. Now he had ready access to both of them. He grabbed Yelena’s tail and pulled on it, making her yell in pleasure, as he pushed his way back inside of her. As he went back to fucking her, he let go of her tail and reached forward.
Getting some of her dark hair in his grasp, he pulled and she let out another cry. “That’s right, you little demon slut,” he said to her in a low voice.
“I’ve been bad,” she moaned.
“That’s right you have.”
He yanked on her hair again, then switched to her tail, getting a good grip on it and pulling on it again. Yelena particularly liked that. When he tugged again and pushed deep and hard into her, she let out a louder cry of bliss and began orgasming all over his dick. He kept fucking her, pounding her climaxing vagina until she was finished, then he pulled out of her and slipped back into Ellie, who let out a surprised moan of pleasure.
He was about done and he really wanted to finish inside of Ellie.
And it didn’t take a whole lot longer.
John reached around between the two women, groping Yelena’s breasts as he fucked the six foot six ex-princess, (he realized he’d never, at least knowingly, had sex with a princess, ex or current, and for some weird reason that just made the whole thing even more erotic), and then he started coming. He groaned loudly, losing himself in the bliss as he began spurting his seed into her in thick sprays, pumping her pussy full of it.
It was an excellent orgasm, bursting through him like waves of hot pink bliss, radiating out from his core and filling him.
Some time later, he carefully pulled out of her and then sat down.
“How was that?” he asked.
“It was really good, actually. You are good at that whole rough, abusive sex stuff. And I have to admit, it looked really fucking hot, you completely dominating Yelena like that. Although now I need another bath.”
“I think we all do,” Yelena agreed.
“Bath, then food,” John said.
“Then we figure out what to do next,” Yelena said.
“So long as it involves more sex, I’ll be happy,” Ellie replied.