Logan tossed on his robe and meandered out to the main area of the room. When he opened the door, he was greeted by an annoyed three-foot tall goblin who stood with his arms crossed. “Are y’all done in there?” Rafe tapped his foot on the ground. “It’s the middle of the afternoon. Time’s-a-wastin!” “What, are you bored with Bigfoot Files?” Logan rubbed his eyes groggily. “When you’ve seen each episode five or more times, yeah, kinda.” The goblin shrugged. “But mainly, I want to check out the sweet buffet I saw downstairs!”“No gambling for the Rafester?” Logan raised his eyebrow in disbelief.Rafe placed his hand over his heart. “I’ve learned my lesson. Last time I went to a casino, I lost our rent for March. Word of advice – Never bet on black six and red nine, Jakey.” “I’ve always wanted to gamble,” Abina smiled as she casually pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulders. “We are gambling,” Kelda reminded the dark-haired succubus as she tugged on her
The dark-haired succubi reached out and interlocked their arms with Kelda’s, and the three of them made their way across the casino floor towards the buffet. Logan looked down at the goblin in the bag. “I don’t know who I should worry about more,” he said. “You, or the girls?” “Definitely me,” Rafe nodded. As much as Logan liked to give his friend hell about his munchies, he was pretty hungry too. Since the ice cream parlor, all they’d had to sustain themselves was some chips, mixed nuts, and an energy drink from the gas station near the border. As the group approached the shimmering sign of the buffet area, Logan’s stomach growled with anticipation. “Three buffets?” the man behind the cash register asked as he rang up Logan’s order. “That’ll be eighty-four sixty-nine.” “Yikes,” Logan laughed as he pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. “And here I thought the slots were where they got you.”The cashier chuckled at Logan’s joke, took the b
The curvy elve, Abina, was weakly trying to finish off her last spoonful of homemade mashed potatoes, but she could barely get the utensil into her mouth before she placed it down on the table in defeat. Kelda, on the other hand, marveled at her empty plates and rubbed her chin as if she was thinking about going back for seconds. Logan asked the blonde in disbelief, “Are you still hungry?” “Not really,” she shrugged, nearly in a food coma. “But that was so delicious. I know there’s still room in there somewhere!” “How you feeling, buddy?” Logan looked down at the goblin in the bag, Rafe, who was still munching. “Bro, I don’t think I’m going to eat again for weeks.” Rafe let out a loud belch of satisfaction that actually made the sides of the duffle bag vibrate. “That’s a lie, and we both know it,” Logan laughed.“That has to be the most food I’ve eaten in my life,” Abina mused. “I’m used to one solid meal a day, and that’s on a good day.”“When we are with
Logan and Abina walked across the floor to a cluster of slot machines, and Logan motioned for the dark-haired elve to sit down. “You want to give it a spin, Abina?” Logan offered. “Oh, I wouldn’t even know what to do…” Abina trailed off. “It’s easy!” Logan reassured the woman as he leaned over and placed a ten-dollar bill into the machine. “Just choose how many lines you want to play, click the button, and then push play.” Abina seemed hesitant, but she reached out a slender finger and pushed down on the button that gave her the minimal bet option. The machine was the most inappropriate you could ask for given their current situation. It was called “Angelic Chorus,” and featured pictures of angels all over the façade along with money symbols with halos. Logan was actually surprised that all four of them didn’t burst into flames just from touching it. Abina hesitated at the sight before she reached out and pulled down the lever. The machine answered w
Logan looked at Kelda as she thumbed through one of Rafe’s old paranormal books and spoke. “Believe it or not, elve traps are a dime a dozen,” Kelda mused. Rafe nodded in agreement and held up a book of his own. “Seriously, bro. I could flip this thing open to a random page and there’d probably be instructions on how to capture a elve. Even in the section on circumcision.”“Humans are odd,” Abina shrugged. “They talk so much about how we elves are the cause of all of Earth Realm’s problems, but they’re the ones that keep summoning us here and trying to make us their own.”Logan laughed. “I can’t say I blame them. Look at how great things got for me when you two showed up.”Satisfied with their casino winnings, they had returned to their suite in the Excalibur to formulate a plan. The looming battle with Voidmoth was going to be tough, but if they could weaken him or catch him in a elve trap, they might just stand a chance. Thankfully, they had their own three-foot tall walki
Logan knew just where to look. He nodded confidently. “All the stuff I’ve read about Vegas tells tourists to avoid the north part of the strip around the Stratosphere. There are a lot of abandoned buildings and sketchy one-night-stand motels out there. It’s perfect.” “Well, what are we waiting for?” Rafe ran over to the duffel bag and hopped inside. “Onward, to certain death!” Logan raised his eyebrow at the goblin as he picked up the bag and slung it over his shoulder. “Err—” Rafe paused. “I mean, onward to near-certain death!” The four of them, Logan, Rafe, Kelda, and Kelda’s partner, made their way through the winding seventies corridors of the Excalibur. Soon, they had passed through the main lobby and out to the valet service. “We had the yellow—” Logan began, but the valet put up a hand to stop him. “Yellow Volvo. I remember,” he laughed as he grabbed their keys and went off to find the car. “She’s a beauty,” Rafe giggled from the bag. “No
Logan watched as Rafe climbed up on a shelf and grabbed a can of beans, commenting, “This place looks like it was ripped straight out of a western movie.” “You’re not seriously going to eat that, are you?” Logan asked in disbelief. “I have a gut of steel now,” Rafe replied as he opened the can with his dagger-like claws. “So, yes, I am going to eat them.” Rafe grinned at Logan as he pried open the top part of the can with his claws and dumped the contents into his gullet. With a smack of his lips, he tossed the can aside and went for another one, consuming about five cans of beans before he finally got full. Rafe sat down and patted his belly, satisfied. “Those were totally still good, man. You want to try some?” he asked as he reached for another can. “I think I’m good,” Logan retorted. “I’d prefer not to spend the entire night trying not to shit my guts out.” “Your loss,” Rafe shrugged as he scurried into the other room. “Kelda,” Logan said
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll go check out the mirror situation while you guys do your thing. The bottle is in the bag.” Rafe laughed as he passed through the doorway. As soon as he was gone, Kelda dropped to her knees and pulled down Logan’s pants with glee while Abina caressed his chest as she passionately kissed him. The blonde elve used one hand to tug off her shirt and reveal the erect nipples underneath while she pleasured his member with the other. The dark-haired woman pulled away for a second to admire what her sister was doing, and she slowly reached down with her left hand to hold her sister’s chin. Kelda’s violet eyes burned intensely, and she opened her mouth and let her sister ease her forward onto Logan’s cock. Logan groaned in pleasure as the blonde continued to go to lick and suck on him, and Abina grabbed his hand so she could press it onto her now exposed breast. He caressed the woman sensually, and they went back to making out. His free hand