The Wolvir Saga Pt. 03

Ellanor-POV

I couldn't believe what had transpired. I'd started on my first quest, to fulfil my first contract for the adventure's guild and now, I was in the after glow of a hard fucking from a wolvir, a stranger to boot.

His thick cum leaked from my recently used pussy, fuck, there was a lot. I turned into such a slut for him, practically submitting to his huge red, fat cock. But it felt divine, pounding inside me, reaching deep and kissing my womb. At first I honestly didn't think his length could fit comfortably in me. But after the tearing of my hymen, and persevering through the first few minutes of pain, it began to feel so good!

And of course I took his huge dick down my throat, another experience I hadn't thought I could manage. But again, I was determined to show that I was up to the task, even though it took some time for me to control my breathing and gag reflex. This also felt so good! Having my throat wrap around his huge cock, it was equal parts frightening and exhilarating.

Fen and I were still stark naked, both lying opposite each other, catching our breath. His cum continued to leak out from my vagina, and ran down the crack of my ass, and pooled around below onto the towel. It felt so hot!

I studied his body like I did when we were bathing ourselves earlier. He was so fucking sexy! His body was covered in short black fur that couldn't hide his well defined and impressive muscles. His face had a short snout that housed white fang-like like teeth, and a rough wet tongue, which I got to know all too well. A furry muzzle that could resemble a beard, he had brilliant and piercing ice blue eyes that gawked at my curvy, naked body. Ears that resembled a wolf, that pricked up, like he was listening to my laboured breaths. Peeking down I saw his large pecs, broad and powerful looking. Lower, where his abdominals that could be seen through his fur, it showed a defined and stunning eight pack. Even lower, towards his crotch, was his huge fat wolvir cock, it had softened but still looked big. I could see it glisten in the sun, coated from my juices, had now started to slowly retract back into Fen's sheath.

Fen had a burly frame, with hulking shoulders and large arms. I bet he could easily carry me with no issue. Big hands that were similar to human hands, fingers and thumbs, but with retractable and sharp claws. The feeling in my hips was evident at how sharp they were, when he pierced my flesh. But it felt so good in the moment. And those big hands that spanked my fat ass red raw with just a few smacks. It caught me off guard at first, but I liked it a lot, I never thought I would.

His hips were narrower than mine, but had power behind them from the rough thrusting I got from them. He must have formidable glutes. His thighs, not as large as his arms, but still looked stately. His calves were long but bulged with size and muscle. Perhaps he was a fast runner? Now to his feet, they looked like human feet but his toes were longer, and on the ends I saw claws instead of nails, similar to his clawed hands. Finally I could see the small tuft of his tail, nestled between his legs, it poked out from under his buttocks. The only small thing I could see of him.

"Maybe we should head back to town." He suggested.

"Yeah, maybe. But it's so nice here. We'll have to come here again."

What was I proposing, to come here and fuck again. What if I came on too strong, I said a lot of things during sex. But I was caught up in the moment. And then there was that about buying a womb potion so he could cum in me. Was that too much? He seemed to like it at the time, but what if he was caught up in the moment too. I definitely want to keep seeing him, and also keep fucking him. But he's been with other human women before. What if he wanted this to be a one time thing, I hope not, he's so handsome and sexy.

"Definitely," he agreed. He shot me a sultry smile. I felt hot in my face, my heart fluttered.

I quickly washed my vagina in the pool, trying clear as much of Fen's cum as possible, there was still slot inside. I dried my shapely legs from a fresh towel conjured by Fen from his satchel. I spotted Fen staring at me as I rubbed up and down my thick thighs.

I found bra and discarded panties and trapped my mammaries back in the clothed dungeon. I pulled my panties up my legs and over my fat ass, I glimpsed back at Fen who was still checking me out, his eyes glued onto my shapelt rear end. Naughty boy.

We finished dressing and strapped our weapons to our persons, our satchels over our shoulders. We were ready to head back into town north of here. We walked away from the waterfall, memories made here that would stay with me forever. I lost my virginity here, and I couldn't imagine losing it to anyone else but Fenrin, a wolvir.

I walked side by side with this handsome specimen, I didn't know at that moment he would be a big part of my life moving forward.

The time it would take us to walk back to town was a beeter pint than any to get to know each other, the conversation between us flowed naturally, andI learned so much about Fen, and he about me.

He told me about his father named Farex, who was the commander of the elite warriors of the Wolvir kingdom. The driving force of their army, only the best wolvir warriors could join the ranks of the elite. Farex was legendary in the wolvir kingdom and helped win many wars for their kind, gaining well deserved status and recognition among his peers. Fen gained his martial skills from his father, which not many wolvir had the honour of receiving.

Although Fen lauded his father's prowess highly, he complained of his decision to send Fen away from the kingdom to become an adventurer. With what he told me, his father saw Fen as too brash, egotistical and naive to the intensity and consequences of war. The Wolvir kingdom waged war with many foes and had many enemies. Such as tribal orcs, giants, dwarves, ogres, kobalds, dark elves and even some human kingdoms. The wolvir were bred for fighting, a race based in war culture that many races found them intimidating, and other races that saw them as a threat.

Maybe Fen's father wanted to protect him, as he was his only child, and this was the reason he sent him away. So that he could become more collected during a skirmish, and not to fall victim to his ego that could gravely injure or even cause his death. This is what I thought.

I told him of my family. My father whose profession was a blacksmith that earned us enough money to live comfortably. He supplied weapons and other ironwork to nearby towns and cities, his craftsmanship was commended by many a people, which landed him plenty of work. He even had a lord that required his work specifically.

He was in his late forties but strong as an ox and showed no signs of slowing down. I told Fen of my mother and younger sister, which all three of us shared a likeness in our appearance and hair colour. Fen asked of my age, guessing I had to be at least eighteen to join the adventurer's guild, which I told him I had turned eighteen a few months ago.

My mother was in her late thirties and my sister just two years younger than myself. I told my father of my goal to become an adventurer during my early teens. He taught me swordsmanship seeing how serious I was, in order to properly defend myself. He also gifted me coin to fund my travels and board at the tavern in Haywood. He had saved up money for both his daughters to help with their endeavours, and I was grateful for this.

I described the village I came from, being west of the continent and situated nearby the city of Gadriel, that was home to the lord that requested my father's services. My village was called Aldor. It had a blacksmiths, a quaint tavern, physician, general store and a tailors, all vital things for a small village. And it was populated with about one hundred common people. Not many other races lived there, just mainly humans. Except one wolvir.

I told Fen that this was where my attraction for his kind started. The Wolvir was a farmhand in our village that helped with many laborious tasks, and I noticed him working near a barn, half naked, and I could see his muscular physique, and his face appealed to me more than a man's had.

I peeked on him bathing one day and saw his huge erect member. The rigid look, the flat pointed tip, the intimidating red colour it had, and the swollen knot at the base. I stared at his furry balls, that housed his wolvir sperm. My vagina moistened at the glorious sight of it. I tested to see if I found human cock as arousing as the wolvir's. I managed to convince a villager the same age as me to show me his penis behind an inconspicuous house at the edge of our village. Even though he enthusiastically showed me his hard state, something about it didn't cause my pussy to become wet. I wasn't aroused by the pale pink colour of it, neither for the rounded end of it, that also hid, (which I now know as foreskin) his dickhead. And he had no swollen knot at the base of his penis, or a sheath that kept it from view, and his balls weren't furry.

He pulled back his foreskin to show me his dark purple head, and it actually disgusted me. I tried with another villager, a more handsome one, but again, his dick, that was also bigger than the previous villager, disgusted me. It didn't have the vibrant bright redness of a wolvir cock, it didn't have the same menacing awe and iron like hardness, no bulging knot at the base.

From here, I knew, I was only attracted to wolvir. That night from my realisation, I masturbated to the image in my head of the big red wolvir cock. And I came hard.

Fen had listened intently to my tale of me discovering my sexual interest in only wolvir. His eyebrows and ears pricked up, his wicked smile never left him as I went into detail of my allure for his kind.

He also told me of his attraction to human and humanoid women, he had sex with elves before too. In the past, he tried to engage in sexual activity with another wolvir female but found them lacking what he craved and what excited him. He preferred the soft skin and curves of a woman, he seemed to be attracted most to woman who possessed ample and full figured curves. Big tits and asses sexually excited him, and even though he didn't like the fur of a wolvir female, he became hard at the sight of a hairy bush on a woman.

A human merchant, along with his daughter had come to the kingdom to trade. She was a dark haired and pretty woman, with curves in all the right places. He managed to seduce and entice her to his bed chambers. The moment he entered her and began fucking her, he knew. There was no turning back. Only human women sexually excited him, and only curvious women were the ones he would want to fuck.

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Fen spoke of wolvir females being similar in physique as their male counterparts, just not as hulking. Fen told me that they had six nipples across their chest and bellies that would fill with milk when they became pregnant, but they didn't engorge enough to Fen's standards. And because wolvir females were bred for war like males, their bodies were hard and muscular too. Which seemed to explain Fen's disinterest in sex with wolvir females, and gravitate to fucking women with curvy bodies. In Fen's opinion, he classed me as a perfect woman. This made me blush heavily.

He then told me of his home, he regarded it like a giant village as wolvir didn't have the same architecture for towns or cities. It was called Luna Peak.

It was far north of the continent, were farming was limited due to harsh cold weathers, as it snowed most of the seasons. The lands weather hardened wolvir, adapting to the snow, ice and sleet. Perfect training grounds, and a great defence for races that weren't accustomed to the freezing temperatures that wolvir experienced.

Luna Peak was known as the metropolis of the wolvir kingdom. It was constructed halfway up the largest mountain in the region. A large mountain base was there, were wolvir were able to build the capital of their kingdom. As the story goes, a large boulde of some kind came flew down from the sky and hit the mountainside, this happened before the construction of Luna Peak, creating a crater of a new mountain base.

The story also says the boulder flew down from the moon. Wolvir culture was steeped in grand stories such as this. They had seers and traditions involving fire that sounded grand and fantastical. I could listen to Fen tell me of his culture for hours.

But, now we approached the town of Haywood. As we passed through the gates, residents of the town began to turn heads to our direction, some openly staring. My guess, was that I was travelling with a wolvir that were not a common sight in this region.

Some people looked repulsed at our strolling through the town side by side. Some whispered to their neighbours with judging glares. Did they suspect that we've copulated with each other? Strangely, I didn't care at their suspicions. I stood taller and walked more confidently, with knowing looks upon me.

"Fen?" I asked, "I'm curious, in your culture. Do you have intimate partners?"

He looked at me inquisitively. "In my culture, the title of 'partner' isn't used. As we are encouraged in polyamory, having more than one sexual partner isn't offensive. The word we use are 'bitches' for females. And also, polygamy isn't a crime in our culture either, but instead of being called 'wives', they are called 'mates'."

Something new I learned from his culture. There was a chance perhaps that he already has a bitch, or multiple ones that he hasn't admitted to.

We approached the adventurer's guild. Ready to turn our contracts in to receive our reward. Before coming to the large doors, I grabbed Fen's wrist stopping him in his tracks at my sudden grasp.

"Fen, wait." He turned to me. I steeled myself and mustered all my courage. Grabbing the back of his head I pulled him in for a kiss. He accepted willingly and our tongues swirled and danced with each other. Fen held me by the hips, clinging to them possessively, he moved his hands to cup my fat ass and gave it a squeeze.

From my peripheral, I could see townsfolk staring and muttering disapproving remarks under their breath, before quickly walking away from the sordid act. I didn't care, let them watch if they wanted. After an intense making out session, I slowly pulled away and brought my lips close to his ear.

"I want to be your bitch." I whispered wantonly.

The wolvir took a small intake of breath. I felt him squeeze my fat ass cheeks harder. I groaned from his touch. With this closeness, I could get a good smell of his fur. His aromatic scent was a sharp and raunchy almond smell, and it made my limbs quiver.

I pulled my head back to look into his ice blue eyes. My heart drummed violently in my chest, I felt nervous. Even more nervous when I first met him at the waterfall. Feeling more nervous before he took my virginity with his big cock.

What happened earlier at waterfall, me calling out that I was his bitch, that could have been classed as just being in the heat of the moment, he might not have taken it seriously back then.

He looked dumbfounded, at first. Then he flashed me a triumphant smile, knowing he had won a prize. I wanted to be his prize.

"You're already my bitch." He growled.

If it was able, my heart would have exploded with joy. I couldn't control the muscles of my mouth to beam a dazzling smile at him. Showing how much pleasure I derived from him calling me his bitch.

Our lips embraced, kissing passionately, both of us moaning into each others mouths. I caressed his maw feeling his beard-like fur on his muzzle brush against my slender fingers. Our tongues met each other, wrestling over dominance, pushing each appendage back but urging it to continue invading their lovers mouth.

We retreated, I still beamed from ear to ear, showing my shining white teeth.

"Let's turn in our contracts," he suggested. "Then we can go for a drink at the tavern."

I nodded in agreement.

It didn't take us long to acquire our rewards from our turned in contracts. Fen received four sliver coins from his goblin contract. One coin for each set of goblin ears, they looked green and pasty, remnants of congealing blood around from where they had been sliced off. My contract rewarded me five bronze coins. Not a lot, but in response to the quest I took, it was understandable to have an amount like this.

How currency worked on the continent, was that every 50 bronze coins, equaled to one sliver coin. Every 25 silver coins made up to one gold coin.

After taking our money, the receptionists that dealt with us congratulated and thanked us for our service. They then wished us good health, and Fen and I left the guild building.

I added the coins in my purse that was safely kept in my satchel. First things first, I needed a womb potion.

"I need to get a... you know, a potion for what we did." i said sheepishly

Fen realised instantly and agreed that the physician was the first place to go.

We arrived at the physicians, Fen assured he would wait outside for me, saying I might feel awkward and embarrassed if he stood in the corner while I tried to make my purchase. I agreed.

Stepping inside, I noticed an older woman, maybe in her fifties at the counter. She was busy attending to some paperwork and occasionally would inspect vials next to her workspace. I stepped forward, making my presence known. She diverted her attention to me and smiled.

"Hello dear, how can I help?"

I felt embarrassment flood my body, my cheeks must have reddened.

"Hello." I said politely. "You-you see," I stumbled. "I've recently had sex, and need a womb potion. To-to st-stop me from getting." I gulped hard. "Pregnant."

"Sexually actively are we?" She teased. "Not to worry dear, we have plenty in stock." She left the counter and went to a shelf close by, checking the bottles and returned with a green bottle.

"Erm... just to make sure. Can this stop me from getting pregnant from having sex with wolvir?"

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Not with this potion." She said as she shook the bottle. She went back to the shelf, swapping it for another vial, dark blue in colour this time.

"Wolvir sperm is more potent than humans, even human women get pregnant easier from wolvir sperm. This potion is stronger than the other one. It will do the trick." She explained. "I must ask though, how long ago did you have sex with a wolvir?'

"About an hour ago." I told her.

She nodded approval. "Good. If you wait more than 1 day, the likelihood of the potion decreases by half. Wait more than four days, and the potion will be completely useless. It is effective for two weeks, its a powerful potion. Two silver, please."

I paid her. As she handed me the vial, and seeing how nervous and embarrassed o mus have looked. She clasped my hand. "Don't worry dear, I don't judge."

"Thank you." With that I made my goodbyes and left the building.

Fen waited for me outside, such a gentleman. I informed him I had purchased the potion. I looked down at it in my hand, the label had a scientific word I wasn't familiar with. Above the writing was a silhouette of a woman and a wolf's head, and in between them was a silhouette of a baby. The instructions said to take three spoonfuls, luckily I had cutlery in my satchel. I followed the guidelines, tasting the potion for the first time. It tasted bitter with an earthy after taste.

I asked Fen if he didn't mind me dropping my gear in my room and a chance to quickly freshen up. "Of course," he said.

"What about you, are you dropping your things to your room?" I asked him.

"I don't have one. I've been camping around this area, I live off the land and sleep rough. I'm used to it." He said nonchalantly.

I couldn't let him continue sleeping like that. If it was a case of finances, I could help him. I still had enough saved when I began as an adventurer, enough to lend him at least.

"Do you have enough money to rent a room?"

"I have enough, I just haven't seen the need to make use of a room." He said to me.

I could use this to my advantage. Coax him to my room. Maybe have some more fun.

The sun had begun to set as we made it to the Golden Boon tavern. We must have been at that waterfall for some time.

"You know, you can keep your equipment in my room, I don't mind at all. At least it will be safe while we enjoy ourselves." I proposed.

"I'll take you up on that." He grinned.

Through the tavern doors, a crowd of bustling town folk revelled in merriment at tables and the bar. More people stared at us as we made our way to the stairs that lead to my lodgings. As I approached my door, I unlocked it with my key and entered my cosy and quaint room. Fen stood in the doorway, then propped his great-axe against the wall inside and placed his satchel down beside it.

"I'll get us a table." He said.

"I'll meet you down there." I concurred.

He closed the door behind him. I made my way to the dresser, and quickly changed from my adventuring gear to wear something more comfortable.

I wanted to impress him with my attire. One of the most important things was underwear, or in this case, lingerie. I picked a black lace bra that had a low dip in the middle, it showed a generous amount of my cleavage. Next I wore a matching black lace thong that barely covered my ass, my butt cheeks all but swallowed the string between my large globes. To go over my lingerie, I wore black tight cotton pants that made my rear end stand out. Over my upper body, a notched neck dark green shirt, with criss-cross ties that I purposely left undone. It would draw eyes to my chest.

Lastly a light brown boiled leather jacket that hugged my waist. I could have pulled the zip all the way to my navel, but I only pulled it up halfway. A quick spritz of my amber scented perfume, and I headed out of my room to find Fen.

As the only Wolvir in the tavern, I found Fen easily in amongst the crowd of boisterous patrons. He had reserved a table, big enough to seat four people, and on it rested two tankards. He caught sight of me, he smiled at my arrival and waved me to attend with him. I sat on the bench opposite him, jutting out my chest and received the desired effect. Fen's eyes openly ogled at my ample breasts, just what I wanted him to do. His nostrils flared, I could tell he had picked up the perfume I had just applied.

"Ooh, what did you get me?" I asked, nursing the tankard in my hands.

"Well I wasn't too sure what you'd like, so I went for a basic choice, and got us both an ale."

I wasn't too accustomed to alcohol, I had ale before, and from with what I remember, it had a bitterness to it.

"The ale here, was made with raisins. So it should have a fruity taste to it." Fen informed me.

I wouldn't have thought of fruit being used in the process of making ale. A combination that I thought that couldn't work, bitter and sweetness together. Would the bitterness overpower the fruitiness of it, making it difficult for me to drink? Maybe I wouldn't mind that, maybe I'll acquire a taste for it.

We raised our mugs to one another and drank. Fen was right, although it had a bitter taste, a fruity one was there too, both flavours complemented each other. Something I didn't think possible, but I enjoyed the ale.

Fen took joy in his ale, he drank heartily from his tankard in large gulps. He set his mug back onto the table, and I saw he had consumed more than half of the alcohol already.

"I want to know more about your culture." I said leaning forward.

"What do you want to know?" He seemed intrigued about my curiosity.

"You said something about fire being important when we walked back to town, tell me more about it."

He chuckled at my eagerness to know more about wolvir culture and traditions.

"Fire is one of the most destructive forces, which makes sense that it's part of our war culture. We use it as one of our main resources in our warfare. Burning our enemies settlements and strongholds to ash." He told me in excitement. "We don't only use fire to destroy though. It's symbolic to wolvir, it keeps us warm in cold nights. Cooks our meat to feed us. One of the most important things about it, is it's our way to commune with our gods."

"You're gods?" I asked with intrigue.

"Yes, we have three gods, so to speak. The greatest out of them all, is Lupe the terror wolf, then there is Artella the bright warrior and Fenrik the heir of fire." Fen continued. "Our stories say that when the world began, there was Lupe, he was a strong wolf that learned how to walk on his two legs. He became a terror to the land, leading his four legged brethren to kill humans that were a threat to him. The human's guardian, Artella, the bright warrior, called that for her regal beauty that shone to all that saw her. She went to war with Lupe, and used fire as a weapon to drive Lupe and his forces away. But Lupe, being smart enough to stand on two legs, and much different from ther others, learned how to create fire like Artella."

Fen paused briefly to take a swig of his ale, and the. continued.

"They both used fire against each other almost burning the world to ash. Both Lupe and Artella saw the destruction caused by their fighting, and agreed to cease their war. With the lands still burning, both brokered peace. Lupe and Artella grew to respect each other's prowess, and in passion, chose to lay with one another in front of the raging fire. Artella became Lupe's mate and grew with child. She gave birth to their son. Fenrik, the first true wolvir, who became the heir of fire. This is why wolvir can get humanoids pregnant, because Lupe made it so." Fen drank more of his ale, while I tried my best to catch up to his srinking pace.

"From there, wolvir multiplied taking on many mates and bitches to make their numbers grow. Our mating ritual is only performed at Luna Peak, in front of the great fire in the centre of our kingdom, for all the wolvir to witness the mating. It's the only way to be recognised as proper mates.

To commune with the gods, wolvir perform sex in front of a fire, as a way to show respect to them. We believe the gods witness this act when performed in front of a fire, and bless us. As sex was the performance that created wolvir culture, and was the reason for the war to stop. Fucking in front of a fire is classed as an intimate act between the two partners engaging in it."

I was fascinated with the origin of wolvir culture, and I also found it fiercly romantic. After we finished our ale, I offered to get another round. When I returned, three strangers were at the table talking to Fen. They were two men and an elven woman. They noticed my presence and greeted me heartily.

They joined us, the biggest man of the three was called Robbis, he had a bald head and a large scar across his nose. The second man had an athletic build with a well trimmed beard and dark short hair, he was named Karl. The female elf had a lithe body, pretty face and beautiful blonde tresses that reached her shoulders. Her name was Mistle.

We found out that the three strangers that became our new friends were mercenaries. They told us that they approached our table as they had never talked to a wolvir before.

"We've seen your kind in action. You wolvir can fight!" Robbis bellowed. "We've seen them on the battlefields, killing and maiming with ease. We've never had the chance to talk to one!"

"I'm surprised you survived the encounter." Fen said to Robbis.

"Luckily, the wolvir wasn't a foe. He was part of another mercenary group, fighting along ours. We couldn't get near him to talk tactics and war stories. But what about you, surely you've got some."

"I have. Willing to share them if a drink is involved." offered Fen.

Robbis sloshed his tankard in the air. "Of course!" He then directed his attention to me. "And the fire hair, you'll stay won't you?"

"She's already with me." Fen informed him.

Robbis was clearly drunk. His companions seemed more sober than he was.

"What a brute I am! I haven't asked for your name." He directed at me.

I shook his hand and we all properly introduced ourselves. " I'm Ellanor, but you can call me Elle." I found him funny, in a strange way.

"Such a pleasure, and these upstanding soldiers of fortune are Karl and Mistle." He directed to his companions.

"She already knows." Said Mistle. "You introduced us to her no more than two minutes ago, you drunk." She teased.

Mistle spoke to me. "Sorry about him. And sorry for this too." She embraced me, giving an affectionate squeeze. "I'm a hugger."

Her petie frame was almost envelopes by my full figure, my large breasts pressed against her chest, but i didnt mind. She smelled good, considering her profession, like pomegranate and tulips.

"It's fine, it looks like he's enjoying himself". I said. Robbis engaged back into a conversation with Fen, Karl was joining in too.

The alcohol came in thick and fast. The five of us talked of our experiences, our homes and our goals. We laughed and sang in gleeful merriment. They told us of how they wanted to start as adventurer's but the money was better as a mercenary.

We drank ale, and even vodka that burned my chest when I swigged it, it had a hot taste that I wasn't too sure if I liked. But Robbis and Karl insisted on the free drinks they gave us. I started to get light-headed from the alcohol. The group extracted from us that Fen and I were an item. They didn't judge, but instead whooped in praise. Robbis even called Fen a 'lucky bastard'.

Things started to blur a little, and I found my self propped at the bar with Mistle. She handed me a small shot glass of vodka, she insisted I would like this one. I slugged the drink back, the burning wasn't as intense as the others, and I tasted raspberry. I liked this one better.

"My god," Mistle slurred. We'd both had a lot to drink at this point. "With a wolvir?" She quizzed.

"Yep!" I said with pride, nodding my head roughly.

"Fuck. What's it like?" She leaned in.

"So fucking good." I confessed. "His dick is so big, and it fucks me so hard and deep. Nothing else like I've ever experienced." I gave her details of the fucking I received from Fen earlier that day. I imagined Fen's cock. Wishing it was in me.

"Shit, it sounds good, maybe I need to give wolvir cock a try" She pondered.

"Hands off missy, he's mine." I jokingly warned her.

She laughed loudly. "There's no chance I'll come between you two. Besides, he's been eye fucking you all night." Her eyes gestured to look behind me.

I turned around to look at our table, and lo and behold, I saw Fen's intense gaze directed at me. I gasped at his wanting eyes on me, and felt my pussy moisten.

I turned back to Mistle. She leaned in closer, and in a hushed whisper. "He's been burning a hole in your ass. I don't blame him, you're carrying babe." She leaned slightly, looking at my rear end, and even gave it a playful slap. I didnt expect that, and even enjoyed it a little, but deep down, I wish it were Fen doing that to me.

I laughed and giggled. "One more?" She suggested. I agreed.

After taking the shot. Fen appeared at my side.

"Wanna get some fresh air?" He said. The look he have me suggested he didnt just want the fresh air.

Next I knew, I was outside, around the side of the tavern. Fen had me roughly pushed up against the wall, his tongue invading my mouth, I reciprocated, feeding my tongue and willing mouth to him.

The cool air felt reinvigorating and helped sober me up. Fen had his chest crushed against my breasts, his hand finding the back of my knee and elevating it. I ran my fingers through the fur on his back and neck, feeling the strong muscles there. He moved from my lips and began kissing and nibbling my neck. I buried my face into the crook of his neck and inhaled his masculine scent, the smell of almonds was there again. He pushed his crotch into mine and gently humped me in wanton need for me. I was so aroused.

I made the first move. I reached down over his groin and began to rub him, he groaned at my touch. I managed to unfasten his pants and dove my hand in there. I was immediately greeted with his hot, thick and sleek cock. It felt huge in my hand, as I began to stroke him, bringing out more groans from him. We looked each other in the eyes with fervency as I stroked him. He leaned in to kiss me again as I continued my actions.

He pulled back a small distance from me, and placed his hands on my shoulders to gently force me to my knees. I faced his huge erect red cock, and I knew what he wanted of me. I held his dick near the base over his knot, I could smell the musky scent off his shaft. It made me more wet. I felt his cock twitch in my hand, his knot was large and swollen, and I imagined what it would feel like insid my vagina. Beyond that was his sheath, I still remeber when I first saw it, fine fur grew around it. Then, hanging underneath were his big and furry balls, that carries inside his hot and ferrile sperm.

I opened my mouth wide, and took half his length into my warm and inviting mouth. His groans intensified as I sucked his cock firmly, stroking him at the same time. I felt a hand at the back of my head, he held onto my hair, and let me work on his shaft.

I kept this pace, revelling in his satisfied groans. I released my hand of his shaft, wanting to deepthroat him next. I looked straight forward, studying the other half of his cock not enveloped in my mouth. I pushed my self forward, feeling his length enter my throat. I controlled my gag reflex, which I was proud at having accomplished. My breathing was a little more difficult, but I managed to steady myself to allow enough air into my lungs.

Now I started to really deepthroat him. I saw his cock in front of me, disappear inch by inch as I took it further down my throat. Back and forth went his dick, which I loved the feeling of it's thickness barging into my tight throat. I grabbed the back of his well muscled glutes, and pulled to lodge all nine inches into my throat and keep it there. I struggled to breath, I focused on my gag reflex. I could smell his knot as my nose hovered over it, my lips could feel the hardness of his it. Fen groaned audibly, holding tighter to my hair. A few more seconds went, and I released his dick from my throat to catch my breath.

It seemed I didn't have enough time before we heard loud and unsteady footsteps around the corner. Drunken patrons shouting happily were nearing our spot. Fen grabbed me by the hand and dragged me in the opposite direction to hide behind some stacked barrels.

I found my self on my knees again, Fen stood in front of me, looking toward the noise to see how close the drunkards were. He did his best to shield me from anyone's view.

His big cock was in my face again, amd I stared at it intently. It was so erect, wet and slick from my spit. It looked like a bright red beacon, summoning me to meet it, I saw the vertical slit at the end where his semen shot out of earlier, his slanted tip looked so much more inviting to a human's. I felt transfixed and hypnotised at the glorious spectacle.

Like a moth to a flame, my mouth felt like it was under a charm as I drew myself in to take his cock again. With enthusiasm I took his length, wanting more and more inside me. Fen quiclny took note of what was happening, and instead of checking our surroundings, he focused on me. And only on me.

I felt possessed as I tried my best to swallow his cock, Fen approved. I sped up my tempo, moaning on his dick, then I heard him gasp.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum."

He pulled out of my mouth and began to vigorously stroke his cock, aiming it at me. With half closed eyes, I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. I braced myself for what happened next.

With a loud groan from Fen, his cock discharged thick ropes of wolvir semen onto my waiting face. His hot cum splashed onto my pretty face, hitting my eyelids causing me to to flutter my eyes, some even landing onto my tongue and in my mouth. I tasted his sperm for the first time, it had a tangy sweet and also bitter taste, it reminded me of the ale. I swallowed it gratefully, with a deliberate loud gulp. His cum was the best thing I tasted all night.

In the afterglow of his orgasm, he let out a satisfying sigh. Fen rubbed his cock on my lips, the strong smell of his semen and dick flooded my nostrils. He squeezed the tip of his shaft, expelling the last remaining drops of cum onto my eager tongue. I scooped up some of his sperm from my face and greedily sucked my fingers. His sensational flavour attacking my tastebuds, I could eat his cum all day.

With heavy lidded eyes, I opened them slowly to look at his handsome and sexy hulking form.

"Take me to my room." I pleaded to him.

He lead the way. We passed through the crowds of customers in the tavern. I was still glamoured by the facial, I didn't notice the people around me staring at my wolvir cum glazed face.

We reached my room and I unlocked it and swung the door open. With a smack on my fat ass from Fen, we entered my lodgings as he shut the door behind us.

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Fen-POV

Moonlight seeped through the window of Ellanor's room. She stood in the middle of her lodgings looking at me with misty eyes. She no longer looked drunk from alcohol, but instead drunk from my cock.

Her face was still glazed with my cum, and it shone brighter in the moonlight. I was glad when she made no attempt to remove my semen, she wore it, and I felt like it showcased my dominance. l was even more glad when she confidently walked back here for all the patrons to see her facial. I wanted the tavern to know she was mine, that she was mine to mark.

"Fuck." She whispered. It looked like she was coming back more to her senses. She turned and found a wash cloth next to a water basin, she wiped her beautiful face clean of my sperm.

"I can't believe I just did that. Do you think anyone noticed?" She asked in a slightly embarrassed tone.

People noticed alright. Every person we passed saw the cum on her face and stared in shock and disbelief.

"Oh yeah they did." I grinned.

"Good, I want them to know I'm your bitch." She said gleefully. She laid the dirty cloth down on the desk. "I don't want this night to end just yet. Sit on the bed." She commanded me in a sexy voice.

I did as I was told and sat on the foot of the bed, facing her. Behind Elle, I could see a full length mirror and saw my reflection, also reflected was her shapely rear end.

"I've got something to show you," she gestured to her chest, holding onto the low cut jacket that displayed her ample breasts. Her fingers teased the jacket zipper. "Something I've been hiding under here." She said seductively.

With an agonisingly slow pull, she undid her jacket showing an equally revealing shirt underneath. She disposed of the jacket and quickly threw off her shirt.

Elle was wearing a low cut lace black bra, which encased her large tits. She sauntered her hips and faced away from me, and then, even slower and more agonising than her jacket, she bent forward pulling her pants down too. I saw the incredible sight of her big fat ass, that was barely covered in a matching black lace thong. The material hardly covered her cheeks, as she presented her backside to me. In the mirror she gave me a lusty wink.

I undid my pants and let them drop around my ankles, and I became erect instantly. My huge red cock on proud display, twitching and bobbing for this curvy bitch.

Standing tall, she turned to face me, eyeing my big cock that I now began to stroke.

"I'm guessing you like what you see?" She teased.

Her choice of lingerie was like an erotic feast for my eyes, I drank it all up. Even from here I could smell the scent of her aroused pussy, a small dark and damp patch had formulated at her crotch.

She swayed to me, shaking her hips with exaggerated and sesuctive strides. She pushed my hand away from my penis and straddled herself onto my lap. My shaft pointed to the ceiling as she trapped it between our bodies. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned in to kiss me. I accepted her mouth, our tongues wrestling with each other. As we broke our kiss, Elle reached behind her, and freed her big tits from their lacy prison. I watched her breasts bounce and jiggle as the bra was thrown away.

We stared into each other's eyes, her green eyes were blazing with desire and need.

"I don't want any foreplay. I'm too horny for that. I just want your big wolvir cock in me." She begged.

With that, I grabbed her beneath her thighs and picked her up. She yelped in surprise and held onto the back of my neck. She giggled at my strength, holding her with ease. I spun around and gently laid her onto the bed. She scooted up higher to get more comfortable. I hooked my fingers into her thong and pulled them off. I revealed her thick red bush, and her pussy was slick with her wetness, her strong scent wafted into my nostrils. I love her smell.

I laid my body over, propping myself up with my hands, careful not to put my weight on top of her. Our faces were close together, hers was flushed red, ready for our coupling.

I looked down towards our groins, my cock bobbing above her pussy. I adjusted my shaft's angle and slowly penetrated her. She loudly moaned in approval as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I was halfway inside her vagina.

It felt immense being inside her again, I missed this feeling, her hot tight pussy gripping my big cock. I inserted more of my phallus, and continued until my knot banged up against her opening. She grabbed me by the ears, I didn't protest to this unpredictable act. She must of wanted something to hold onto.

I started my pace, pumping my shaft in and out of her, her moans matched my penetrative stabs. Wet slapping could be heard as her pussy gushed on my hard cock. Having came earlier, I felt confident I could fuck her for longer this time. This suited me well, I wanted nothing more than to keep pounding her hot wet snatch.

I felt her vagina walls contract as they squeezed my cock. She was cumming, her moans intensified as I felt her body convulse. I kept the pace, continuing to fuck her as she climaxed.

"Oh, by the creator, yes!" She shouted.

As her body relaxed from her orgasm, she pulled my head in for a kiss.

"I want... to ride... you." She stammered between my thrusts.

This would be her first time taking control during sex, I wasn't about to say no. The image of her bouncing tits came to mind, enticing me more.

We changed positions, I rested on my back ontop of the bed, and Elle straddled my hips. Even woth her kneeling high above my lap, my cock was too long for her to hover over. My dick rested against her vulva, Elle pushed the end of my shaft against her pussy.

She humped it, rubbing her clit against it, causing her to moan. My dick was tangled in her thick red curls. Her tits jiggled from her movements.

She pushed her body up higher, her hand still placed on the end of my penis. My cock now kissed the entrance to her cunt. It was wet and warm.

With her eyes closed, she lowered herself down onto my dick, letting it enter her, inch by inch, her moans following. She had more control and could direct the intensity of our fucking. All I needed to do, was relax and enjoy the show.

She took half of my shaft before she could rest on her knees again. She groaned out to the girth that was filling her.

"Fuck, it's so big." She whispered. "it's feels amazing."

Her eyes slowly opened to look into mine, she bit her lower lip.

"Your're so fucking sexy, Fen." She complimented. "I'm a lucky girl."

"You too, Elle. You're body, those tits, that ass... fuck." I returned the compliment. "You have no idea how fortunate I felt when I came across you at the waterfall."

"I think I can tell, by the way your cock is twitching in me right now." She smiled.

She bounced up a little, an inch of my cock left her, as she came back down, she took two inches into her. She was working her way to my knot. As she slowly bounced on my dick, I saw her large tits following her, up and down they went, happily bouncing as she rode my cock. It was a hypnotic and erotci sight.

Elle managed to sit on my lap, my full nine inches lodged inside her snatch. She leant forward, resting her hands onto my muscular chest for support. She remained in this position, getting used to the length and thickness inside her. As she became more accustomed to my size, she began to ride me again, still holding onto my chest. She upped her speed, riding me quicker, and started to slam her hips on top of mine. She bit her lip, moaning from the pleasure she was getting.

Elle began to really ride me hard now. Feeling more confident in herself, she removed her hands from my chest and placed them behind her onto my thighs, she jutted her chest out. My eyes were glued to her big tits bouncing.

"Do like watching my huge tits bounce as I ride your big. Fat. Wolvir. Cock?" She teased.

All I could do was nod, my mouth gaping at the salacious sight before me.

"Fuck, I'm close." She proclaimed. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum on your big wolvir dick!"

I felt her pussy tighten again as she came, tightly constricning around my cock. Her body convulsed, making her breast shake and jiggle a d sge felt immense pleasure.

As she rode out her orgasm, she sighed heavily.

"Fuck, we're not done yet." Still remaining speared on my shaft, Elle expertly rotated herself around so her back was to me. She was in the reverse riding position. "I heard of this position downstairs."

She repeated her actions, riding me. But instead of her big tits, it was her fat ass bouncing that I could see. She was leaning slightly forward putting more of her weight into my thighs, I could take it. Her reverse riding was just as good as when she was facing me. Still letting her take control, I thought I'd participate just a little. As her hips crashed into mine, slamming at my knot, I spanked her ass. She yipped. I did this a few more times, watching her ass ripple with each smack I gave her. I then held onto her hips, and thrusted up a little, in time when she slammed her hips back down.

"Fuck Fen, I can't believe it. I think I'm gonna cum again."

After three more bounces, I felt the familiar gripping of my shaft from her vagina. I felt her cum on my cock for the third time.

Now it's my turn.

Before giving her enough time to finish climaxing. I violently bucked my hips up at an angle, causing her to be thrown forwards. Elle cried in surprise and caught herself on to her hands. I had now positioned myself onto my knees behind her, cock still inside, I pulled her hips up to get her on all fours.

~Time for a rough fucking, bitch!~

I didn't give her any time to recover before I was already pounding her with my full force and length, doggystyle.

She screamed in this turn of events, happily taking my big cock in her wet pussy.

She tried her best to balance herself, but my thrusting was too hard. She eventually relented and took the pounding from me, like a good bitch, her moans goading me on.

I looked up at the mirror at the end of the room. In the reflection, I saw a muscular wolvir, with black fur covering his body, roughly fucking a sexy curvy redhead human woman from behind. I saw Elle's tits jiggle from the pounding I gave her, the looked tantalising from the way they moved. Her face was a picture, her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her eyes were half closed, enjoying the orgasmic bliss she was receiving. Elle mustered some strength and propped herself up onto her hands, her moans had elevated into screams.

I looked down seeing here fat ass ripple as I thrusted into her. The only sounds that could be heard in the room, was the loud clapping of my hips crashing into her rear, my grunting, and her screams of joy.

I was close. I remembered what she asked of me last time. I was going to knot her.

"Do you like that bitch? My hard cock in you!" I growled.

"Fuck, I love it. I love your big. Fat. Wolvir. Cock fucking me." She knew all the right things to say.

"I'm gonna cum in you, gonna knot you, bitch!"

"Yes, yes. Please fucking knot me, please, please fucking knot me!" She squealed.

This was it. My balls churned. My knot smacking her entrance, I just needed to add more force to my thrust. Her screams of arousal speared me on. I pushed, harder than I have done with her before. My knot started to squeeze inside of her tight cunt. It felt like it wouldn't happen, then the smallest bit of power I applied and I heard and felt my knot pop in. Ellanor screamed at the action of my knot entering her, lovking us together.

"Oh my fucking god! It's so fucking big! It feels like you're tearing me apart!" She screamed.

I felt triumph from her declaration. I could feel her experiencing another orgasm dur to my fucking her, Elle's body shook and pussy convulsed around my length as had another orgasm.

I came the hardest in my life, it was like I could feel the entrance of her womb, as I flooded it with wolvir spunk.

~Bitches like this need to be knotted and bred by your big fat cock!~

That voice again. What was this.

Ellanor whimpered and grimaced at my swollen knot in her. I tried my best to comfort her, massaging and cuddling her, giving her gentle kisses. She started to relax and I spooned her on the bed, waiting for my knot to subside.

After thirty minutes, I could pull out without causing her pain. I continued to comfort her. My sperm leaked from her pussy, staining the sheets.

She finally spoke up. "Don't get me wrong, your knot did hurt when it went inside me. But that was the best orgasm I've had so far. I don't care if it feels like that again. I want you to knot this bitch all the time." She smiled at me, reassuring me she enjoyed the experience. And giving me the go ahead to keep knotting her. She was becoming submissive to me, and I liked it.