Locum Tenens 16

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~

Loki, his wives, his daughters, and the little dragon have sent the hill giants packing. Now, it's time to deal with the orcs. All chapters in this tale are complete and have been submitted. With any luck, the admins will release a new episode every day or so.

~~~ Brant's Kingdom ~~~

We studied the wide river as we ate breakfast.

"Hatch says there's something living in the river that she wants to hunt and eat," Hanna reported.

"Hatch?" I asked.

"She needs a name," my youngest complained.

"Just don't call her that in front of her mother," I warned my younger daughter.

She nodded and said, "Got it."

"Let's have Hatch ferry us across," Kira suggested. "Once we're across, we could let her hunt but I'd hate for her to get into trouble and us not be able to intervene."

"She's confident that the fight will be over quickly," Hanna informed us.

In the end, we had Hatch hunt close enough to the shore that we could offer her support. She was right. She didn't need it - but - like Kira - I'd been worried about having to explain a dead or wounded cub to an angry mother.

We gave Hatch time to eat her breakfast and then we took off again. It was slightly after midday when we found Brant's forces. We left Kira and Rilla to hand over Brant's written orders. Meanwhile, Hatch took the girls and me up for a bird's-eye look at what we were dealing with.

This was far less of a meeting of two armies and much more of squads running into enemy teams and battling it out without support. Brant's forces had formed small units that seemed to be holding their own - but there were far more groups of orcs running around. Any of Brant's squads that ended up getting double-teamed were struggling just to survive.

"Here's what I'm thinking," I told Hanna. "You and Hatch are our spotters. Your sister and Rilla will work together. Kira and I will go solo. That gives us three teams of fighters. You direct each of us to either support, intervene, or strike wherever we can be the most effective with the highest likelihood of finishing quickly and moving on to the next group of orcs."

"Figured that all out on your own, did you?" Hanna asked with a smirk.

"Smartassed kid," I complained.

I grabbed the sassy 10-year-old, turned her upside down, and tickled her until she cried out that she was going to pee herself. I flipped her back over, hugged her tightly, and gave her kisses until she pushed me away, giggling and panting for air. Hatch brought us down next to my wives and we quickly updated them and Brant's field commander on the plan.

Two squads of Brant's fighters got annihilated before we could reach them. A couple others lost a member or two but we were able to intervene before they were completely wiped out. They weren't sure that we were delivering an official order when we told them to regroup on their commander but they obeyed anyway. It wasn't like they had a lot of choice. For one, they were understrength. Secondly, we'd already wiped out everything around them and they really weren't in a position to go looking for more trouble when they were dragging a teammate's corpse with them.

Rilla and Zima had a couple tense moments but they pulled out a win. Hanna had shifted Kira and me closer - just in case they needed backup - but they were able to manage it on their own so we stayed back so that they wouldn't think we were babysitting them. We weren't; Hanna was. Although I shouldn't call it 'babysitting'. Essentially, she was handling the overwatch. She had basically done the same thing with me when I was dealing with the giants. As long as she managed us properly, we were freed up to worry about only one thing - killing whatever was in front of us.

By dusk, all of Brant's teams had safely returned to their camp. We set up our own campsite between Brant's forces and where we estimated the orcs were coming from - although we warned the commander that he might not be able to locate us if he sent scouts to try to find us.

Kira had carved a couple orcs up for roasting. I asked her if orcs were intelligent. I didn't want to eat anything that might be classified as sentient. She explained that their fighters often ate them. I decided to opt out. In the end, she gave the orc meat to Hatch. She loved it - especially since Kira had already roasted it for her. She was starting to get used to eating what we ate.

Hatch took Rilla hunting and they came back with several rabbit-like creatures. Kira showed us how to dress them and cut them up. The little dragon and the huntress had also foraged some herbs that we added to the meat. We each got a long stick, stretched out our meat strips, and roasted them. Zima and Hanna were giddy about having free food cooked over the campfire - rather than stuff that Mila had prepared - or trail food.

I got greedy and didn't wait long enough for the meat to cool. The spices that we had added had my mouth watering. The girls made fun of me as I puffed air through my lips to try to keep from scalding my tongue.

The six of us (counting Hatch) had a terrific time, sitting around the fire, talking about the battles that we had been in, the land that we'd seen, and what we wanted to do when we got back home.

At one point, I tried to describe s'mores to them but they had no point of reference for any of the three ingredients so I kind of felt like a dope for even bringing it up. Of course, that didn't keep me from wishing that I had graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate bars ...

The girls finally drifted off to sleep and we got the bedrolls cozied up beside Hatch and left them softly snoring.

Once Rilla had sealed us behind a soundproof wall, Kira pushed her onto her back and started licking and sucking her pussy. With the princess' tight little ass sticking up in the air, I was soon kneeling behind her and sliding my cock into her as she gobbled her sister-wife's cunny and made her writhe and moan. I gripped the dark-headed princesses' ass in my fist and slammed into her - hampering her performance. Rilla complained and grabbed Kira by the hair to keep her lips and tongue hard at work.

Rilla got a small orgasm before Kira cried out with her own - which triggered mine. We all ended up on our backs with Rilla complaining that she wasn't satisfied. Her kisses moved south and - after sucking some of my cream from Kira's cunny - she got me hard enough to ride.

She gyrated on my prick and slid me in and out of her gripping tightness until I was aching with need again. I flipped her onto her back and plowed her hard and fast - reaching for my second climax. I got there before she did but - with having already cum once - I was able to hold off until she finally got her release.

Kira tormented her by kissing her while she was trying to get air back in her lungs after her climactic orgasm. When Rilla finally recovered, she flipped Kira onto her back and bit and kissed her repeatedly as the princess giggled and tried to push her away.

I finally dragged them apart, laid down between them, and wrapped an arm around each of them to pull them against my sides so that we could get to sleep.

~~~

The following morning, we met with the commander to let him know that we were going to push into orc territory to - hopefully - wipe out enough of them to stabilize the border once again. Brant's head man informed us that he was going to start loading up and heading back to the capitol city. We told him that we'd catch up to them there.

We spent the rest of the day sweeping up stray units and tracing incoming groups of orcs back to figure out where they were coming from.

We found the massive congregation of orcs in a large valley just before dusk. We located a place to tuck Rilla, Hatch, and my girls away and got them secured. Once that was done, the princess and I explored a bit further. Kira and I went invisible and moved through the huge collection of tents and hastily-constructed shelters.

{"Do they always live like nomads?"} I asked Kira.

{"That's not what I was led to believe,"} she replied. {"Their cities are not as sophisticated as ours but they're more organized than this. It almost looks like they've been displaced."}

It took us until after dark to find where they had posted guards further to the east of where they were settled. There was a small outpost constructed by a well-worn path. As we watched the group of a dozen warriors, zombie-looking orcs and humans came down the path one or two at a time and shambled towards the settlement. The guards killed them easily enough but ten minutes later, there was another one - and then another - and then another.

We returned to the girls and set up camp. Rilla and Hatch were the only ones that were still awake. The girls had eaten rations and crashed. As soon as the little dragon saw that we were back, she closed her eyes and fell asleep as well.

The girls lay side-by-side and we discussed our plans while I slowly fucked my dick in and out of Rilla's pussy. When she got close, I rabbit-fucked her until she climaxed. When she recovered, I switched to Kira. By the time she was ready to cum, we had decided to trace the undead back down the path to see if - as we suspected - they were coming from where the orcs used to live. With that resolved, Rilla and I sucked Kira's tits while I pounded her cunt. She came hard and we snuggled together to fall asleep.

~~~

After showers and breakfast, we broke camp and made our way around the giant orc camp. Hatch flew whenever possible while Kira and I moved along invisibly, taking care of any pop-up scouts or wandering orcs that would cause us problems.

We passed the outpost around mid-morning and followed the road. We let the little dragon take care of the undead. They showed up intermittently enough that she just pounced on them when they arrived.

About two hours later - around the time we were considering stopping for lunch - we found a massive abandoned city that Kira said was probably where the orcs had come from.

There were undead randomly wandering the streets. Pairs of undead were infrequent - with most walking around by themselves. We destroyed all that we found. We worked our way towards the tallest and largest structure in the middle of the huge (if crude) metropolis. The widely-sprawled city filled a whole valley and the central building was easy to pick out. It also seemed to be the source of the undead - with new ones appearing every so often.

We had spent over an hour cleansing the streets of the shambling undead when Kira advised that we should take a break and get food and drink into our bodies. Hatch ate quickly and went back to killing the skeletons and zombie-like creatures again. The rest of us enjoyed our break - and spent a little time guessing what we would find in the central structure.

Once we had gotten a quick recharge, we cleared the undead from the immediate area around the big structure and then began moving inside what appeared to be the main entrance.

We had not ventured very far before I started feeling queasy. There were rooms to the left and right of the main passageway and we were taking time to clear each - to make sure we weren't going to end up with an angry mob at our backs if and when we found the source of the undead. By the time we cleared a half-dozen rooms, Zima and Hanna were complaining of nausea. I tried healing them but it only made them feel better for a minute or so and then the ill-feeling returned - and somehow seemed worse.

Rilla was struggling as well so Kira walked the three of them back to the front doors to see if they started feeling better. Hatch remained with me. The young dragon and I were feeling a little of it - but not nearly like the others. Kira felt it too but (so far at least) wasn't too adversely affected.

{"They're feeling better,"} Kira reported. {"No new spawns out here. I'm going to leave them to guard this location - with orders to holler if they either have incoming - or they start feeling ill again."}

{"Sounds good,"} I answered. {"Hatch and I cleared two more rooms. We'll wait for you in the hall."}

When we got to a big room towards the middle that looked like it had the same purpose as the receiving hall that Kira's dad used, there was a big hole in the middle of the floor. As we watched, a zombified orc crawled over the lip and headed our way - moving faster when it saw or sensed us.

"That's not good," Kira said.

"Do you think we should clear the rooms on the upper floors - or sweep the rest of the building - before we head down?"

"I realize it's going to slow us down but I think ignoring those areas and heading down is just asking for trouble," Kira replied.

"Hatch, can you stay here - right here - and just kill the stuff that comes to attack you?"

{"She understands,"} Hanna reported. {"She will hold there until you and Kira return."}

{"Thanks, kiddo,"} I replied.

"Let's try splitting up," I told Kira. "You head up the stairs. Holler if you hit anything problematic. I'm going to clear out the rest of this floor."

"Sounds good."

"You still feeling okay?"

"It's stronger here," she responded, "but I'm okay so far."

"Alright, let me know if it gets worse. I don't want anybody going down just because of some toxic atmosphere that we didn't take seriously enough."

An hour later, Kira and I declared the building clear except for the unnatural-looking sinkhole in the floor.

I eased over to the edge to see how the undead were climbing up. There was a pile of what was probably once the floor. The skeletons and zombies were clawing their way to the top to get out.

Almost as soon as we climbed down to the next level, Kira complained that whatever was in the air was now bad enough that she was having to focus on not puking. I sent her back to the surface.

{"Hanna, see how Hatch is feeling. It's worse down here and Kira had to bail."}

I waited while my younger daughter checked with the dragon beside me.

{"She's still okay. She says her tummy hurts a little but she's okay so far."}

{"Tell her to let you know as soon as that changes - and then you relay it to me. I don't want her hurt."}

{"I told her. She says she senses that whatever you're looking for isn't far away. She doesn't want to miss out on the big fight."}

{"I need an honest assessment of her condition the whole time. I don't want her to get tunnel-vision - to become so focused on the fight that she's not properly gauging her own health."}

{"I understand. She's a little stubborn but I've tried to get her to comprehend that we'd all be really sad if something happened to her. I told her that I'd convince you to bring the bad guy - or whatever it is - up to where she is - so that she can help you kill it."}

{"Just between you and me, that might not be possible,"} I transmitted to my little girl.

{"I know. I love you."}

{"I love you, too, big brain."}

{"Make sure you're taking care of you too, Daddy. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you so much that it hurts."}

{"Me too, little one."}

{"Zima said to tell you that she loves you too."}

{"Tell her that I love her too. Give her and Rilla kisses. We'll kill whatever this is and the orcs can come home and stop harassing Brant."}

{"Hatch is getting impatient."}

{"Okay. I'm moving."}

There wasn't much to do on the level we were on. There was a crude tunnel dug through the dirt and stone that we followed for probably a quarter-mile. Singles and pairs of undead still showed up - coming down the hallway towards the two of us.

Hatch killed them - picking a different way to kill each one - whether because it was entertaining or because she wanted to try out different attacks to compare. She would stomp one, bash the next against the wall, and flame the next. She was pretty inventive but she was soon going to run out of fresh ideas for killing our past-their-prime foes.

{"Hatch isn't feeling well. I told her to go back to the hole. She's being a pain."}

"Listen to me," I told the hatchling. "Your mother will kick my ever-loving ass if something happens to you. I'm pretty fond of you and my little girl loves you to death. Don't make me whip your ass and drag you back to that hole."

The rhino-sized dragon bared her teeth at me.

"I know," I said. "I know you want to help kill this. I promise to do my best to drag it back to you. That's all I can do ..."

She snarled, charged at me, smashed her snout into my shoulder, and then turned and headed back down the hall. I watched her retreating for a couple minutes - to make sure she wasn't turning around - and then I moved forward.

Probably another half-mile farther, the toxic air - or whatever was affecting us - was beginning to push back against my body's regenerative ability. If I didn't find this thing soon, I was going to have to figure out something else.

{"Hatch thinks you're almost there."}

{"I hope so,"} I said. {"I'm close to having to make a decision."}

The tunnel began to change. It looked less and less like it had been dug or clawed out. It looked more like a natural formation - like a cave or a cavern.

I came to a large room with a pentagram carved into the floor. Every minute or so, the carving flared with magic and an undead creature would materialize from thin air. It immediately headed down the passageway through which I had just arrived.

I described the formation to Kira, Rilla and the girls, asking for suggestions on how to tear the thing up.

{"Hatch is sprinting your way,"} Hanna reported. {"She thinks her fire will destroy it."}

{"Shit! The poison - or whatever - it's really bad here."}

{"Can you heal her?"}

{"I can try - but she's gonna need time to destroy this and then I need to get her back to where she can survive again before she succumbs. I don't think that sickness is coming from this. I think the bastard that made this is going to attack when we try to destroy this and I'm gonna have my hands full trying to keep Hatch alive while fighting whatever created this."}

I could hear Hatch galloping down the passageway. As she got closer, I could hear her wheezing. I raised my hand towards her and began actively healing her. The problem was, it wasn't a simple injury to heal and be done. Each second that passed, the pervasive health-destroying curse or illness or whatever it was - it just kept damaging us. My regeneration was still keeping up - but just barely.

Hatch sucked in a breath and then focused on the arcane gateway - and then seemingly vomited a fiery torrent across the pentagram etched in the floor. A rising skeleton evaporated as the flames consumed it before it could become fully corporeal.

From somewhere ahead, I heard an angry screech that told me that Mr. Bad News was incoming. At the same time, I got a mental query from Hatch's mother - wanting to know what in the seven hells was going on.

As quickly as I could, I gave her all of the information that I had - everything we'd done up to this point, what was going down right now, and what I thought was about to happen.

I was standing right next to Hatch. I had my hand on her shoulder. I was pouring healing into her (or rather taking away the bad shit) just as fast as I could. My chest was already halfway covered with new pustules.

The air on the other side of Hatch began shimmering. I could feel my eyes bugging out - worried about what new demon was coming to make the whole situation worse. The mother dragon had stopped talking into my head. I was not looking forward to whatever her next question was. Her last had sounded pissed enough ...

As the shimmering air began to take shape, I nearly cried for joy. The adult dragon that I had just been communicating with was nearly here. Assuming she could manage Hatch, that would free me to handle the ...

One of those sparkly purple things left the hand of a really ugly-looking motherfucker who had just stepped out of a dark passageway ahead and to the left. The orb was heading for the mother dragon. I let go of the cub and raced forward - pouring all of my magic into my speed - hurrying to intercept the magical strike. I was sure that it would interrupt the dragon's teleportation magic and probably either harm her or send her back. Either of those were non-negotiable.

The orb hit me in the face and - for the first time in a long time - I felt it. It fucking hurt. Whether I was already weakened from fighting to heal Hatch - or myself - or who knew what else. The orb blasted me hard enough that I smelled burnt hair. Based on the way my eyes burned, I was guessing that my eyebrows had been turned to ash and my eyes were having trouble processing the fallout.

The other problem was that the orb had shoved me backwards - following its path towards the ...

I collided with a body with such mass that it was like hitting a stone wall. That wall did NOT budge. I stopped. Immediately - and painfully. I couldn't figure out why everything seemed to hurt again. I hadn't felt pain in weeks.

After colliding with the dragon-shaped wall, I fell to the floor. I looked up to see Rilla firing arrows, Kira throwing knives, and my daughters lying flat on the little dragon's back, holding tight as the rhino-sized dragon joined her fiery breath with her mother's - blasting the spot where the orb had come from.

My stomach was feeling better - but my head was ringing like an alarm bell. Everything got quiet and - a moment later - everything went black.

~~~

"He's waking up," Hanna said.

I opened my eyes to see her holding a mug. She brought it to my lips. She tipped it up and I took a small drink. It was mead - and not the watered-down stuff that we'd brought with us. I looked around. I wasn't sure where we were. I tried to sit up - and failed.

{"Easy, child,"} the dragon mother spoke into my mind.

{"How is your little one?"} I asked.

{"Well enough, thanks to you,"} she answered. {"I've scolded her for being impetuous but you probably know how that went."}

{"Damned kids ..."}

{"Yes. Thoughtless brats."}

{"Thanks for the save."}

{"You might have accomplished it without me. I wanted to be sure."}

{"I'm not sure about that. It was looking pretty grim."}

{"We'll need to be clearing out of here soon. The orcs noticed that the undead have stopped showing up. They've sent scouts into the city. The scouts are currently combing through the building above."}

{"Are we going to have to fight them to leave?"}

{"The corrupted wizard - or whatever he was - came to this cavern by a different path. I think we can leave here by that pathway. I sense a hoard of valuables nearby that you may want to clear out before we make good on our escape."}

I managed to sit up this time. Hanna handed me the mug again and I quickly drained it. She got another and I emptied that as well. I chewed on a dry biscuit and quickly got everybody caught up on what the dragon had told me. We moved to clear out the stash of valuables and the dragon used her claws to make sure the pentagram was completely wiped out.

We were most of the way to the exit when the cave got narrow enough that she could no longer travel with us. I scouted ahead and found the exit and then returned to the group. We said farewell to the great mother and - after scolding her whelp one more time - she portaled back home.

We finished making our way out of the cave to find that it was fully dark outside. We moved away from the mouth of the cave, set up camp, all piled together, and immediately fell asleep.

~~~

It took us two more days to navigate around the orcs and cross Brant's territory to return to the capitol city. The guards at the city gate appeared to be expecting us. They sent a mounted messenger to the palace and waved us through.

Whether because we were the "weird neighbors" - or maybe the returning troops had described us - there was a line of townspeople along the road that led to the palace. We were greeted kindly enough by those that stood by.

Hanna began dispersing her trail rations a piece at a time to kids along the road and was soon bugging the rest of us for our stores of hardtack, jerky, and dried fruit. This bought us even more goodwill, of course.

By the time we arrived at the gates to the royal holdings, we had quite a following behind us. Brant himself came to the gate to greet us. There was a charming woman with him who grabbed my face in her hands and kissed both of my cheeks.

Once she had kissed me, she grinned and rubbed her thumb over the spot where my eyebrows were beginning to grow back in.

Brant offered us a fancy meal with all of the big-shots. Zima and Hanna talked him into setting up a bunch of tables in the courtyard and inviting the whole town. Brant's wife immediately fell in love with my little darlings. She brought out her 14-year-old daughter (that Brant had tried to marry off to Kiro). The three girls chatted amicably. Brant's girl wasn't sure what to think about my girls giving away food left and right.

Kira sat down with her and her mother while Brant and I shared some mead. The five of us watched as Rilla, Zima, and Hanna visited with all of the commoners coming through to take advantage of the offer of free food from the king's kitchens.

After Kira took time to explain some of why we did things the way we did, the girl seemed to be ready to accept it. Kira laughingly told her that she could do whatever she wanted. Up until recently Rilla, Zima, and Hanna had frequently gone without a meal and - now that they had the ability to share - you really couldn't stop them. Kira also shared a few tidbits from our battles - relaying some of the skills that the girls had been gifted. She warned Brant's daughter that trying to get physical with my girls would be a bad idea.

At that point, Brant joined the discussion. I don't know if she had already heard the story of the battle with the giants but her father began telling his version anyway. I smothered a chuckle when I looked up to see that the townspeople were sitting in the grass, listening to the king's tale, while snacking on the bits of food from the giant spread that had been laid out.

Once Brant finished with that story, Kira told Hanna to tell what happened in the east. She pulled out her sheets of notes and began - basically - reading them.

We hadn't given our official report to Brant and I got worried that we were giving away State secrets - but he was just as caught up in the telling as the rest of the people were. It didn't hurt that my 10-year-old was standing on the shoulders of a dragon hatchling the size of a rhinoceros as she told about how we saved Brant's squads from the orcs, then traced the orcs to the settlement, and then traced the undead back to the pentagram.

She ended the story with the great mother swooping in to kill the corrupted wizard and destroy the portal or gateway that he had been using to bring the undead into the world.

Seeing that most of the food was now gone, Brant thanked Hanna for the highly-detailed report and informed the townspeople that we were being shuttled off for baths and a soft bed as reward for everything that we had done for the kingdom.

The crowd broke into applause. We thanked them and then followed the king into the palace.

Brant's daughter took Zima and Hanna to her quarters for their bath. Me and my wives were given guest quarters. A giant wooden tub had been filled with steaming water. I moaned as I slipped into it.

We soaked until the water started to cool and then I heated it up again. We scrubbed each other and rinsed off.

I used the talking-stones to check in with the girls. They said that they were planning to stay with the princess so that Kira, Rilla, and I could have some private time.

Rilla got Kira onto her back and started 69'ing with her. I let them go at it for a bit but I was harder than folded steel from watching them - so I tried to sneak my cock between them. I started by Rilla's head. She took a break from sucking Kira's pussy and I slid my cock in. As I stroked in and out of her, Rilla sucked her clitoris. The princess was soon panting and moaning - and climaxed shortly after.

I went to the other end of the pile and stood on my knees behind Rilla - sliding my cock inside of her. Kira pulled her sister-wife's hips down and sucked and licked her clit as I fucked her. When Rilla came - a few minutes later - I pumped most of my load into her quivering pussy - but saved the last few spurts for Kira's mouth.

I groaned and I think I left bruises in Rilla's ass as Kira sucked my cock all of the way down her throat. My balls were hanging down on her nose as she swallowed again and again. I finally pulled away. I was too sensitive and she was sucking too hard. She laughed and swatted my ass.

I lay on my back and she decided that I was softer than the mattress - or something like that. Rilla giggled and snuggled in beside us. I wrapped an arm around her, squeezed her perfectly taut butt and kissed her goodnight.

~~~

The next morning, we had a lovely breakfast with Brant's family. Zima and Hanna made toasted bread with butter and jam and had Brant's daughter try it. If their friendship had been tentative before, that solidified it.

We sat around and visited until almost mid-morning and then I portaled us back home to the courtyard. Kira stuck her head in and told the seneschal that we were headed to our rooms to rest. She asked him to relay to her father that he was welcome to bring the prince and stop by for a visit to get the full details of our adventures.

We hadn't been in the rooms for more than a minute before Mila and an assistant showed up with fresh bread, some honey cakes, and some mead. Once they had delivered the food, she sent her assistant away and informed my wives that she was dragging me off to the bedroom. Kira laughed and told her not to hurt herself. I looked to see what Rilla's reaction was. I asked her if she wanted to join us. She laughed and said she would wait until next time.

Mila sucked down my first load like a champ, used her mouth to get me hard again, and then begged me to try to pound her through the mattress. We were lying side-by-side as she used her fingers to rub my jizz from her gaping pussy all over her vulva and mons when Monika and Nella came in.

I asked them if I needed to talk to the king and they assured me that Kira and Hanna had things well in-hand. They quickly had my cock in-hand - and then in-mouth - and, soon after, in-cunt.

By the time Nella and Monika finished with me, Mila was ready for another round. By lunchtime, I was nearly incapacitated. Thankfully, Kira came in and broke up the orgy.

"Don't you have someplace to be?" she asked Mila with a wink.

"They can fix lunch without me for once," the cook replied, unwilling to give up what she had going down.

"Go on now," Kira told her. "I'm pretty sure there's no more room inside of that cunt of yours for any more of my husband's seed. If the other two hadn't been busy slurping it out of you, you'd probably already be overflowing."

Mila huffed at her cousin, but started getting dressed.

"You two as well," Kira said.

Next, she turned to me.

"Father said that he got a raven from the mountains to the north. Furgrim is being besieged. His region has constant goblin problems but he says the army attacking his border towns is a mixture of goblins and hobgoblins - with the hobs using the goblins as cannon-fodder while the stronger and more talented hobgoblins hang back and sling magic and arrows to frustrate melee defenders."

"So, we're loading up and heading back out?" I asked her.

"Get showered," she ordered. "Rilla's grabbing your provisions now. She's going with you."

"What about you?"

"Sven's son got a message that his dad is ill and wants to see him before he dies. Dad thinks it's bullshit but also doesn't want to risk the fallout by not letting Sveth go. Hatch and I are escorting him there. The girls, of course don't want to remain here while the rest of us are on missions. I've decided that they're probably safer with me - and I could use their support if things go badly. I believe that your fight will be fairly straightforward. You and Rilla can both attack at range. You reinforce Furgrim's men. Let them handle the goblins while you deal with the hobs. This will also give you a chance to rage-fuck your second wife. I've already told Rilla to demand it."

"Nice ..."

"Let me touch your cock, husband," she ordered. "I want to feel the heat of your desire to fuck Rilla while she's bent over a pile of your dead foes."

Kira stepped close and took my manhood into her palm.

"That's the husband I love and lust for," she purred. "I want both of you to dominate me when you return. I want to hear how you pounded her while both of you are using my body."

"I fucking love you so much, my dirty little princess," I groaned.

"Don't forget it," she said, biting my lip and then kissing me hard.

She spun me towards the shower and swatted me on the ass.

"Contact the great mother on your way past and see if she can give Rilla a speed boost to help the two of you get across the mountains faster. A teleportation ability - like you and I have - would be nice as well, but I hate to sound too greedy. She's been most generous. We still owe her a visit ... She said she wanted to hear about our battles when we returned."

She pointed at the shower and headed out of the bedroom door. I got under the chilly water, scrubbed myself clean, and quickly dried off. I dressed in an extra set of clothes that Valeri had left for me and dumped my dirty ones in a pile. Hopefully, one of my not-wives would figure out that they needed washed.

{"Great mother,"} I called.

{"Come visit on your way north and we'll talk,"} she said simply.

{"Thank you, holy matron,"} I answered.

{"Flatterer ..."} she teased.

{"You are as wise as you are beautiful."}

{"Your cock won't work on me but keep it up and I might find a use for that gilded tongue ..."}

I sensed her dismissive laughter and closed off the connection.

I came out of the bedroom to find Rilla surrounded by piles of provisions. She looked up at me with a lusty grin on her face.

Distracted by my wife, I missed the incoming missiles - which hit their target at full speed. Zima, Hanna, and Hatch pounced on me.

"Ooff!" I exclaimed. "What in the hells, Hatch?"

"She's going to miss you and Rilla," Hanna explained.

The girls were snuggling against me on the couch. The rhinoceros-dragon was standing in front of me with her snout pressed to my chest.

"She wants hugs and kisses," my youngest explained.

I tenderly wrapped my arms around the beast's head and kissed her snout. She whuffed at me - so I did it again. She repeated that two more times before she backed off to let me hug my girls. Zima let Hanna go first. I pulled her onto my lap and hugged her and kissed her cheeks, forehead, and both temples.

"Help Kira watch for shenanigans from Sven," I told her.

"Based on the context, 'shenanigans' means evil schemes?" she asked.

"Sometimes merely 'ornery' but - yes - it means that I don't trust him any more than Kira's dad does."

"I shall analyze his shenanigans and design the perfect plan to destroy them and leave him powerless," she proclaimed.

"I'd expect nothing less, big brain," I said.

I squeezed her again and then made room for Zima. She was sort of too big to sit on my lap and face me - so she just kind of leaned across my chest to look into my eyes.

"Take care of Rilla," she ordered.

"I intend to," I told her. "I'm beyond delighted that you all get along so well."

"I love them both but I'll be able to guard Kira. Make sure you and my other mother come back safely."

"I love you so much, my little warrior," I told her.

"I love you too, my handsome Father," she answered.

I squeezed her and kissed her cheeks and forehead.

"I'm going to lock you up in a tall tower - guarded by a dragon - and never let any evil boys come steal your heart," I told her.

"You have nothing to worry about," she retorted. "I'm not settling for a husband who's anything less than you - and I'm not sure there's another in this world."

I pressed my cheek to hers and kissed her temple.

"Keep your sister safe," I ordered. "If you have any free time, try to keep Hatch out of trouble as well. Don't let her eat Sven. She'll just get a bellyache."

Zima laughed and squeezed me tightly, kissing my cheeks - just below my eyes.

"I love traveling with you and your wives - and fighting side-by-side," she said. "I never dreamed I'd be doing such amazing things! Dragons! If you'd have told me - three months ago - where I'd be today - I would have told you that you were insane!"

I tousled her hair.

"Trust me. I know exactly how you feel. Three months ago, I lived in a different world. I was bored out of my mind and completely unhappy with my life. Now I have two beautiful daughters who make me so stinking proud. You two trained your asses off and I'm so glad - because it means you can be with us as we go on these incredible adventures. There's no way I'd want you to be stuck at home."

"I kind of feel bad for Nella and Monika," Hanna whispered.

I hugged her neck and quietly said, "I know. I love them too but I'm not sure they're ready for hill giants, orcs, and skeletons."

Zima and Hanna both laughed and hugged my neck. I pulled them closer and kissed them again.

Rilla cleared her throat and I looked up.

"We probably need to get moving," she said.

She squeaked when the girls launched themselves off of the couch and into her arms. While the three of them said their good-byes, I stored away the stacks of provisions that my second wife had waiting for me.

By the time I was finished, she was.

I grabbed Rilla's hand and got ready to teleport north to our meeting with the Great Mother. Kira dove in, kissed and hugged me, and then did the same to her sister-wife.

"Now you can go," she said, laughing.

~~~ Dragon's Cave ~~~

As we arrived at the cave, Rilla threw her arms around me and kissed me.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said, grinning broadly. "For being so handsome? For having two delightful daughters that make me feel like I already have such an amazing family? For a sister-wife who's a fucking princess?"

"Don't forget to mention that he hangs out with dragons ...," a deep female voice rumbled cheerfully.

Rilla giggled, grabbed my hand, and dragged me the 20 steps or so to the massive dragon who was lying in wait for us.

She released my hand and stepped forward. She bent to the floor and a massive roasted hog appeared.

"Delightful!" the dragon purred. "Of course, I was going to give you what you needed for the trip - but who could say 'no' to such a fine bribe?!"

She brought her snout close to the gift and inhaled deeply, humming joyfully, and smacking her lips. She opened her fearsome maw, curled her tongue around the prize, and pulled it into her mouth.

"Did you even chew that?!" I gasped, laughing.

"No need," she cooed. "It was soooo tender that I just smooshed it against the roof of my mouth and it fell apart. I swallowed it straight down. My compliments to the chef!"

"I'll tell her," Rilla said, giving a quick bow with her head.

"Stand before me, little one," the dragon ordered.

Rilla stepped forward and the dragon pressed her snout to my young bride's chest and belly. The dragon's eyes glowed with golden light and the light suffused the amber-headed woman. Rilla gasped just before the glow ended.

"You'll be able to keep up with your husband now," the dragon said, "at least when he's traveling across the ground. You need to continue working hard to keep up with him under the blankets."

She gave a rumbling laugh and Rilla blushed and giggled.

"You can also perform the little hops that he and Kira can do," she continued. "They're useful for getting into - or out of - trouble. Both of you may also find some use for them as you're making your way over the mountains."

"Thank you, great mother," Rilla said, bowing low.

"I'd tag along but - the last time I fought goblins - it took weeks to get the smell out of my scales."

"Thank you, fearsome and beautiful lady," I said, bowing as well.

"Mind their bites, my lovely child," the dragon told Rilla, "your husband will have to heal you if they get their sharp, little fangs into you. Their saliva carries toxins. I'd hate to see your lovely skin covered in scars or blight from the filthy flesh-eaters."

Bowing again, we turned and made our way towards the mouth of the cave.

{"Tell your wife that she now has the hidden camp ability as well,"} the dragon spoke into my mind. {"I had considered just having you teleport back to my cave to rest each night but the place will smell of sex and that will just cause me problems."}

{"Thank you again, great mother,"} I answered. {"Your foresight and provision are always appreciated."}

{"I was delighted to sit with my cub and learn of your previous adventures,"} she replied. {"I look forward to sitting down with all of you when things settle down."}

{"I look forward to it as well,"} I told her.

Rilla practiced the teleport every time she was able. I followed along behind her and jumped when she did. She was able to run at my speed now - without needing breaks - so I was hoping that we could make it across the mountains in a day or two.

We made it halfway up the face of the mountain before it got dark enough that we decided to stop for the night. We got our bedrolls out and Rilla sealed us in from detection and then locked our sounds within the dome. The protections did nothing for the chill, however, and we were forced to pull a thick tent out of storage and move our bedrolls inside of it before we brought out food and drink.

The bowl of hot stew tasted even more amazing after the last couple hours of climbing and teleporting through the cold that seemed to just get colder. We hadn't reached the snow caps - and were aiming at a pass that didn't reach that high - but it was still cold enough to make my teeth chatter.

We finished our food and then snuggled together under a thick animal skin that felt far cozier than I expected a treated pelt to feel. Rilla curled her naked body against mine and all thoughts about our blanket disappeared.

She stroked my cock and kissed me until I thought I would burst. I worked my fingers into her pussy and slid them up and down her slit. I rubbed her clitoris between my thumb and forefinger until she pushed me away. I went back to sliding my fingers in and out of her - getting her ready for my cock - which she had aching.

She kissed me hard, rolled to her back, and pulled me on top of her. She guided my stiff prick to her entrance and I began the process of trying to shove my cock back inside of her.

"How are you this tight every time?" I asked.

"I pray to the All-Father - each time we get done - asking him to make me ready for you again," she teased.

"Do you really?" I asked

She grinned and nodded.

"I should just cum all over your tits so my cock will shrink and I can fit it inside," I threatened.

"Keep pushing, husband," she begged. "I need it inside of me."

Once again, I barely got all of it in before I exploded. I groaned and pushed a little more and the last few spurts blasted the wall of her womb.

"Yes ...," she purred.

Her body trembled and she came. Her spasming channel worked at my cock - from top to bottom - and soon I was hard enough to begin thrusting once again.

"Fuck me, Loki," she demanded. "Churn your cream into butter within my pussy."

She hooked her heels into my ass and pulled me in - faster and harder. I shoved the blanket off. I was sweating to death. She complained about the chilly air but I just plowed her deeper and faster and she was soon moaning instead of kvetching.

Her fingertips dug into my biceps and her keening grew in volume and timbre until she trembled with another hard release. I groaned as her tight little pussy began to knead my shaft again - and my balls dumped their cargo - firing it into her in pulsing jets of semen.

She pulled the blanket back over us and hugged me tightly. I tried to roll off of her - worried that I would squish her - but she ordered me to lay my head on her chest and close my eyes. I rolled a nipple between my thumb and forefinger and told her how much I loved her. She kissed the top of my head and told me that she was still deciding whether to take Mila up on the offer of carrying our children - or whether she would carry them herself. I told her to let Kira's cousin carry the babies and then we could keep having sex. She giggled and told me to go to sleep.

~~~

As we ate breakfast, Kira checked in on us.

{"We're heading out,"} she said. {"Hatch is carrying the five of us."}

{"Five?"} I asked.

{"Me, Zima, Hanna, Sveth, and his girlfriend,"} she replied. {"Sveth wanted the girl to meet his father - just in case he's really dying."}

{"That's sweet,"} Rilla said.

{"Daddy also thinks her presence might calm things,"} Kira responded.

{"You don't seem convinced,"} I told her.

{"She's lowborn,"} Kira replied. {"It might make him mad if he thinks Sveth should only marry royalty."}

{"Give her a blade,"} Rilla advised.

{"I did, sweet sister,"} Kira said. {"It's slender and poisoned. She's got the sheath strapped to the inside of her thigh."}

I could almost hear the smile in her voice.

{"I wasn't going to tell Sveth but I'm glad I did. He agreed with it. He actually helped me convince her to wear it."}

{"He loves her,"} Rilla said, nodding. {"That's good."}

{"I agree,"} Kira replied. {"As much as I don't trust Sven, I find myself trusting his son more and more. I just have to hope that he's right about taking Nadia along."}

{"Yeah,"} Rilla agreed.

{"Oh! Monika showed up at the palace this morning with Valeri. Her idiot husband threw her stuff into the street last night and she ended up at Monika's house. All of the coin we gave her for her work on the wedding things was in the strongbox at the shop. He kept it all. He said that he'll file a petition for divorce - probably some bullshit claims that she can't dispute. I told Monika to put Valeri in with the rest of the seamstresses. They praised her work on the dresses and I think they'll get along. I plan to track down her fool of a husband and make her a widow when I'm done dealing with Sven."}

{"Wait until I get back to help?"} Rilla asked.

{"I'm worried he'll have spent all her money by then,"} Kira replied. {"... probably on strong drink and loose women."}

{"Have him arrested on false charges so they can hold him until we're back,"} Rilla told her.

{"Shit! I should have thought of that!"} Kira swore.

{"Maybe send a messenger back when you get to the outpost?"} I suggested.

{"Yeah, that's a thought,"} she said. {"Hopefully, they get to him before he's wasted it all."}

We all sat quietly. Rilla and I were finishing our food. We tumbled ideas around in our heads.

{"I'm going to see if Loki can send his spy-bird to Monika,"} Rilla said. {"I was able to see it. If he can somehow communicate to her ..."}

{"Worth a try,"} Kira agreed. {"Let me know how it goes."}

I closed my eyes and focused on Monika's face. I felt the spirit-bird come to life and flutter down from the sky. It made for a window in a part of the palace that I hadn't been to. When I peered inside, I saw a loom - and Monika and Valeri. I flew the bird in and tried to land on Monika's shoulder but she freaked out and waved her arms at me/it.

I flew to a desk with pens and paper and grabbed up a pen in my beak. A woman rushed over to grab it from me but I squawked at her and she stopped in her tracks.

Focusing with all of my strength, I used the pen and wrote, "Arrest Valeri husband". When I was done, I patted my foot by what I had written. The frightened seamstress wouldn't come closer but told the others that I had written something. Finally, Monika came over to see.

"Who are you?" she asked, when she saw the words.

I scratched, "eyes of Loki" on the sheet.

She nodded and asked, "What charges? Arrest him for what?"

I focused again and wrote "anything". Next, I wrote, "before spend Valeri money".

"Oh! Shit! Yes!" Monika gasped. "We need to talk to the king!" she told the seamstresses.

She turned back to the bird and said, "Come back quickly, my love."

I had the bird draw a heart but she didn't know what that meant. I had the bird write "love" inside of the heart.

When she tried to hug the bird, it poofed. I hoped that she understood that I'd gotten the message.

{"I was able to scratch out messages for Monika,"} I told Kira. {"I think she's heading to talk to your father. When you get to the outpost, go ahead and send a messenger anyway."}

{"Alright,"} she said. {"I will. Love you guys."}

We closed off the connection, packed our stuff, took a potty break, and started climbing again.

We reached the pass a bit before lunch and took a break to eat and rehydrate. Looking down over the other side, it looked steeper than what we'd just climbed. When I went back to look the way we'd come, I realized that it was just as steep. We were just going to have to take our time and be careful.

Just to be safe, I practiced jumping into the air and teleporting to a safe spot. I had Rilla do the same. I told her to keep her teleport in reserve and - if we somehow tumbled off the mountain - to teleport to a ledge or something - assuming we weren't spinning out of control and unable to focus. I tried not to think about that. I was just thankful that - when we were done - we could just teleport back. Even if I had to reset my portal-stone's home location, I could still teleport to the dragon's cave and run from there.

~~~

I had thought I disliked climbing up - but I hated climbing down even worse. Having to look down between my legs and feet, to figure out where my next handhold was, drove me absolutely crazy. Rilla didn't much care for it either. We ended up just teleporting, waiting for the ability to cool down, and then doing it again. Unfortunately, no matter how many times we used the skill, it didn't seem to improve.

This form of travel was much safer - if slower. When the sun dropped below the mountain peaks, however, our descent was done for the day. We could no longer see safe places to jump to. We made camp, ate, and snuggled together.

Rilla offered to use her mouth on me so I did as well. Even after getting her warmed up enough to cum on my tongue, her pussy was still super tight. I was tempted to talk to the All-Father about it but - damn - it felt amazing - even if I struggled to get it all inside of her before blowing my load. The upside was that - by cumming before I was really fully inside of her - we were both more than willing to work up to a second release - and that one was usually much stronger and more satisfying.

"Do you like my tight pussy, husband?" Rilla purred into my ear as I slid my cock in and out of her. "Your cock feels so good. I can't wait to make you cum again so my pussy can squeeze every drop of your seed out inside of me. I promise to be a fertile little baby-maker for you husband. My handsome husband will make such beautiful babies. I know that if my mother were still here to see them, she would hold them up for all of the other grandmothers to admire. She would say that our babies were so gorgeous that you should keep me on my back - with my legs spread wide - and my pussy full of your virile seed. Are you going to cum soon, husband? I can feel your cock trembling inside of me. Your swollen testicles feel so good, brushing against my ass. I can't wait to feel them deflate as they erupt - sending your gooey, sticky, hot, creamy, ..."

I groaned as my balls withered and my cock began firing round after round - like a shotgun - blasting its load at the target - deep inside of my gorgeous wife.

"Fuck, you make me so horny ...," I moaned. "You're so fucking sexy."

"Did you breed me, husband? Did you ask the All-Father to make a baby inside of me? I'll be happy if you did. I'll be proud when my belly swells with your child."

I growled at the insatiable minx and kissed her hard - thrusting my cock into her overloaded twat. With two loads inside of her, there was little room for my penis and the goopy mess was squeezing out around our joining as I plowed into her.

The sexy bitch reached down, scooped up some of the mess in her fingers and then licked and sucked them clean. She opened her mouth to show me that she had swallowed it all down.

I rolled onto my back and she used her mouth to clean me up - and then stared into my eyes and scooped more of my jizz from her overflowing cunny - swallowing it down with the rest.

When she was either full - or couldn't scoop anymore out - she crawled on top of me and kissed me. I tried to push her away as she giggled at me - but I finally relented. Once she'd given me a taste of our mingled mess on her lips, she snuggled in beside me and pulled the heavy blanket over.

~~~ End of Chapter 16 ~~~

There are 18 chapters in this story series.

Favorites and comments send more Literotica-readers my way - which is a great way to express your appreciation for my work. It also encourages me to write more.