Saelia and I crouched behind a bush. We peeked around its leafy branches to look at the monsters I was supposed to fight. In a village about fifty yards away, I saw over a dozen humanoid creatures with red skin milling around the center of town. They reminded me of goblins in how they were dressed in rags and would probably almost reach my chest if they stood next to me. Each of them also carried weapons of poor quality ranging from homemade clubs to nicked, rusty scimitars. The village only featured six buildings, all of which were centered around a dead bonfire of broken furniture and branches. All of the structures were in disrepair, but looked as though they’d been made for humans and other races of that size. Seeing these monsters stroll around like they owned the place sent a chill up my spine for how that might’ve come to be. “So, I’m guessing the people who used to live here didn’t just pack up and move away…” I said with a sinking suspicion as I took note of the weapons

The tip of the nicked scimitar missed the warden by inches. With a powerful kick, she planted the sole of her boot into the flame kroll’s chest and it went sprawling onto its ass. Saelia looked sharply down at me. “Rise! I will distract this one while you test your skills against its comrades!” Her pack bouncing on her back, the hem of her coat flapped gently as she took off and hopped over me. Her brisk command shook me free of the stunned surprise that’d taken hold of me and I scrambled to my feet, slipping out of my travel bag and letting drop to the ground as I rose. She stepped on the monster she’d kicked as she dashed over it. The movements of her boots in the lush grass were silent as she danced just out of reach of the retaliatory swipe of its weapon. It screeched with rage and sprang up to chase after her. Rabid snarling came from my right as more flame krolls emerged from behind trees about a dozen feet away. In rags, but armed with worn or improvised weapons, the

“Another day, certainly.” She rose to her feet and grinned down at me, the warm light of the forest highlighting her soft features. “Because, I intend to spend my time riling up Lysandra upon our return.” I got up and looked down at her. “Yeah, what better way to piss her off than watching us bathe together?” “You assume she would watch?” “Uh, yeah, am I wrong?” Her mouth quirked to the side as she considered. “There’s a slim possibility she might decide to smolder elsewhere, but most likely she would want to not just watch, but compete for your attention to try angering me.” The warden smirked at me. “You wouldn’t happen to just wish to see her nude body… would you, Bryan?” “I mean, you haven’t had sex with her yet. It’s not like I’d touch her or anything!” I said innocently. “But, uh, there wouldn’t be anything wrong with seeing her naked…right?” “No, there wouldn’t be, but there is one thing I worry about if such a thing should happen before I bed her,” she said teasingly.

“I think you might be reading too much into things,” I said, smirking at Lysandra over my half-eaten plate of food. “Or… actually, I think you’re just projecting your own desire to fuck Saelia. Let’s just be honest. You want to fuck her, right?” She rolled her eyes at me. “If I’m in a lewd mood when she inevitably crawls into my bed, of course I may use her body for my own gratification.” I took another sip of the strong drink, deciding it actually tasted pretty good after getting used to it. Lysandra gulped down a mouthful of wine before clunking her glass back onto the table and frowning at me. An awkward silence passed over the table before she spoke again. “Before you two went out, this one alluded to a carnal act you’ve been asking for,” she said, nodding to the warden while keeping her gaze on me. “What was it?” I snickered at her, remembering Saelia’s earlier comment about doing ‘something’ I’d been asking her to do for weeks if I went with her instead of grabbing Lysandr

With Salia kneeling in front of me and looking up at me through her large, dark eyes, I groaned with pleasure as she slid the head of my cock into her mouth. A shudder of delight rippled through me as she placed her hands on my thighs and took in more of my length. Sucking hard enough for her cheeks to hollow out, her tongue slid along the underside of my length as she enveloped more of my length in hot, wet bliss. When the head of my manhood met the resistance of the back of her mouth, I expected her to back off. However, with eye-watering effort, she pushed past it and my tip slipped into her tight throat. “Fuck…” I moaned at the slippery heat, amazed she pulled that off in one try without gagging. She didn’t waste time and started bobbing her head up and down, looking up at me through teary dark eyes distant with lust as she furiously sucked my length. Everytime she took me to the base, the tip of my cock pulsed with intense sensation as she pushed it past the threshold at th