A Dragon's Tale Ch. 41

"Oh." Beth breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I was worried there for a moment." She hesitated for a moment, then her nature reasserted itself. "How did you get them?"

"Ladies." Ethan said. "Not sure if you can tell, but Kendra doesn't really look like she wants to talk about this now."

Beth opened her mouth, probably to disagree, but then glanced at Kendra and stopped herself. "Okay Dominus. Sorry Kendra."

"Maybe give her a little privacy so she can get dressed?" He suggested.

His wives nodded and turned.

Kendra knew they were doing it to be sensitive to her, but she couldn't help but feel like they were turning from her because of her disfigured body. It was ugly, and she hated that.

"Sorry Kendra." Beth said with her back turned. "I was worried at first, and then I just got curious and-- well, I'll try not to ask questions."

The dragon huntress almost chuckled despite everything as she slipped on her dress. It would be a warm day in Saidow's lair before the blonde stopped asking questions, but Kendra appreciated that she would try.

"Thank you." She said as she finished getting dressed.

Ethan hadn't averted his eyes, and the dragon huntress couldn't help but notice how one rather large part of his body had reacted to her nude form. She could feel his emotions of their bond too, which left her in no doubt as to what he thought.

She didn't understand it, but she was glad.

"Okay, I'm dressed." She finally said.

The other ladies turned to look at her, no one saying anything.

Ethan set his war hammer down on the floor and then sat down on the bed Indian style, patting his lap as he did so. "Kendra, would you care to change your seat?"

She swallowed, then nodded. She only had to half-crawl for a moment before she was there, then sat down across his lap. Her stomach barely protested at all, even though she could feel his... she blushed as she realized she could feel it pressing against her side.

He wrapped his arms around her and looked up at everyone else. "Now, I have a very serious question for all of you."

They all shifted uncomfortably.

He took a deep breath, then spoke. "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, how many pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick?"

They all stared.

"It's a joke." He chuckled. "Well, actually more of a tongue twister. I'm trying to lighten the mood."

"Oh." Beth breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh thank Illuminar."

"Yeah, I thought we were in trouble master." Taloni's wings fluttered.

"Not in trouble at all." He shook his head with a smile. "Just, maybe be a little more sensitive about something that bothers a fellow wife?"

"Yes Dominus."

"Yes master."

"I'm okay." Kendra said. "I'm just a bit... self-conscious about my..." She grimaced. "...my scars."

"I get that." Rachel gave her a sympathetic smile, and touched one of her shoulders. Kendra had watched the battle between the Argo's crew and Gonorran from afar, and unless she missed her guess that was the shoulder that had been hit by the necromancer's fireball. It made sense that she had a scar there.

"I'm sorry that they bother you both, but the fact that they bother you is the only reason we would care." Taloni said to Kendra and Rachel. "You are both wonderful women and I feel lucky to have you both, scars and all."

"I couldn't have said it better myself." Ethan looked at the Fey teen proudly.

She beamed.

Kendra looked around at the other women, her fellow wives, and saw them all nodding in assent. They didn't care? Well, she supposed that it made sense because she wouldn't care if they had scars. What really bothered her is that she was horribly disfigured compared to them. Okay, maybe not 'horribly', but she had large scars over much of her body and she felt ugly compared to her fellow wives. Not that she thought they would judge -- they wouldn't -- but it bothered her.

Ethan gave her a gentle squeeze. "Hey, how's my good girl?"

She smiled in spite of herself, and felt a comforting warmth in her chest as he called her that. She wasn't sure why, but she loved it when he did.

"I'm okay Drago." She whispered back. "Waking up this morning was just..." She closed her eyes and felt a smile starting to creep onto her face. "I really liked it."

"Good." He nodded, then looked up. "Now I don't know about anyone else, but I'm feeling a bit peckish."

Beth grinned, then leaned forward and gave him a good hard poke in the side.

He jumped. "I said 'peckish' as in 'hungry', not 'poke-ish', if that's even a word."

"Are you sure my lord?" Rachel asked in a deadpan voice. "I thought I heard 'poke-ish'."

"Me too sir."

"Master, I'm not sure why you're feeling 'poke-ish', but since you are..." The Fey teen lunged forward at almost the same time as the blonde did likewise.

Kendra sprang into action, defending Ethan from Beth while he fended off Taloni. Alana and Rachel entered the fray moments later, and it became an epic 2-vs-4 poke-fest. The dragon huntress had never used her skills at play before, and had to modulate her force, speed, and technique to avoid hurting anyone.

She enjoyed it immensely.

Eventually, the four women basically body flopped on top of Ethan, who had trouble getting up under the weight. He probably could've if was a real battle, but he'd never hurt them. He stuck his arm out and one of his strength enhancing vambraces flew across the room and locked on.

"Hey, no fair." Beth called.

"All's fair in love, war, and poke fights." He said triumphantly, managing to extricate himself as Beth clung to him, trying to bring him down again.

He grabbed the naked blonde and threw her down onto the bed onto her back. He did it with such force that Kendra would've been alarmed if she hadn't known that Ethan would rather die than hurt one of his wives. In a flash he was over her and his hand closed around her neck as she spread her legs. Beth seemed to love it. She was practically doing the splits, and then she reach down and spread her nether lips to make the target more inviting.

"Now, do you want to see areal display of poke-man-ship?" He made a noise that was halfway between a purr and a growl.

"Yes please Domi--" She yelped as he buried himself inside of her fully in a single thrust.

Then he started pounding her.

Truly pounding.

The entire bed was almost shaking with the force and Kendra would've been horrified if Beth hadn't already been reduced to an incoherent puddle of limbs; sighing, moaning, and wrapping her legs around him seemingly trying to get him in deeper.

"Har..." She whimpered. "...arder."

Somehow, Ethan sped up. The blonde's back arched and it almost looked like she would break in half she was so flexible... yet she held this pose for several minutes while he slammed himself into her. Her toes curled and she let out a strangled wail as he thrust deeply inside of her and then held himself buried up to the hilt.

"She likes it like that; rough I mean." Rachel said from next to Kendra. "In fact, that's not the roughest I've seen him be with her."

The raven haired woman felt her eyes widen. "What?"

The teen mage nodded. "In fact, she kind of prefers if she has a few bruises when they're done, since Taloni can heal them."

Kendra stared.

"She does. I don't get it, but she does." Alana nodded. "In fact, one time he--" The wood elf blushed, which wasn't very normal for her on these topics.

"He what?"

"He um..." The redhead also went red. "He once um... 'spanked' her to orgasm."

Kendra stared.

"He did." Taloni nodded shaking her head with smile that was half amused, half embarrassed.

"That's possible?" The dragon huntress finally got out.

"Apparently." Alana's cheeks were a deep shade of crimson.

The raven haired woman grimaced and she almost subconsciously moved her hands to protect her butt.

"He's never like that with the rest of us though." Taloni said brightly. "He knows what she likes, but he also knows what we like."

He did.

Kendra watched in stunned fascination as the incredibly aggressive and rough Ethan of a few moments ago again suddenly changed demeanor. He tenderly kissed Beth as she lay there looking exhausted but happy. Then he looked at the Fey teen.

"Taloni, serve your master." He said in a commanding tone that also conveyed deep affection.

The Fey girl sprang forward before Ethan and Beth had fully parted. He pulled out of Beth and Taloni lovingly cleaned him off...

...with her tongue.

She did it so incredibly lovingly too, like she wanted nothing else in this moment than to be where she was; on her knees pleasing him. She was looking into his eyes as she worked and she was smiling. Ethan had once talked about the concept of a person's 'happy place'; this looked like the Fey's happy place. Oddly, the sight didn't strike Kendra as being erotic exactly, and certainly not lewd. There was something so loving and tender about it that precluded such a word from applying.

"May I please pleasure you master?" She asked when she had finished, glancing at his fully erect cock and biting her lip.

"You may." He replied. He was sitting 'Indian style' as he called it, leaning back a little and supporting his torso with his arms.

The Fey grinned widely, then raised herself up and lowered herself slowly over his cock, taking him fully in one long stroke.

"Your master is pleased with you." Ethan nearly purred.

Taloni's breath caught, like she'd just gotten near an orgasm but not quite there. He almost purred in approval. Kendra watched, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight before her. Every time the Fey made a noise to indicate she was enjoying herself, Ethan did something to let her know he approved. It was always subtle though, the kind of thing that would be hard to notice when someone was enjoying herself as much as Taloni was.

"He's training her." Kendra whispered.

Rachel nodded, but Alana looked confused.

"Every time she does something that she enjoys, he approves." The raven haired woman explained quietly. "He's trying to subtly get her to focus on pleasuring herself because that's what he enjoys."

"I didn't notice." The wood elf cocked her head to one side, then looked at Rachel. "How long has he been doing that with her?"

"As long as I've been married to him, probably longer." The redhead whispered in response, though Kendra noticed she was determinedly looking at the wood elf's face and anywhere other than her completely naked body.

"Huh." Alana smiled at him proudly. "That's my husband."

"Our husband." Kendra said softly, scarcely able to believe it.

Then Taloni came.

Everyone in the room knew it; and probably everyone on the ship too, and anyone who happened to be in the general area. Damn she was loud. She wasn't quite screaming, nor even saying words. It was more like a stream of barely comprehensible... wait, were those Fey words? Kendra cocked her head to one side. She didn't know the language, but had heard it enough to recognize some of the sounds.

Maybe the Fey was saying something?

"You okay honey?" Ethan asked as she flopped onto him, a contented smile on her face as she rested her cheek against his shoulder.

"Mmm, yes mas'er." She mumbled, her wings fluttering and occasionally flicking in a random direction as she came down from her peak.

"Good." He kissed the top of her head and she sighed.

"Ra'h'ls t'rn." The Fey mumbled again as she completely relaxed into him while still being impaled by him.

He sat up and wrapped his arms around her to hold her. "Not yet honey."

"So..." Kendra hesitated as she whispered to the two women next to her. "Do the wives who aren't... uh, 'involved' with Ethan usually just watch?"

"No, I usually play with Taloni or Beth." Alana replied.

"I'm not comfortable with... with that." Rachel said delicately, then blushed slightly. "I usually wait, but I don't mind watching. He's really wonderful with them."

The dragon huntress nodded, not able to disagree.

Ethan held Taloni for almost a minute before she seemed to come out of her sleepy post-orgasmic haze. "You always hold me master."

"I like holding you." He nodded with a grin.

"I like being held." She closed her eyes and smiled for several moments. "But there are others, and it looks like Bee is finally conscious again, and quite a mess..." She grinned at him. "Maybe I should help her with that master."

"Go get her." Ethan grinned.

The Fey raised herself up and appeared to clench her legs slightly as she slid off of him. Then quick as a flash, she made a little jump and adjusted herself with her wings so she landed with her face between the blonde's legs, and her hips over the blonde's face.

"You've got a mess down here." The Fey giggled. "Let me help clean it up." She leaned down and started--

Kendra blinked.

The tiny, innocent, Fey teen was gently and lovingly lapping up the white liquid that had leaked from Beth's slit. However, she was doing it so tenderly that Kendra never could've thought of the sight as lewd. Loving yes, but not lewd.

"Okay, but only if I can--" Beth started to say, then Taloni lowered her hips over the blonde's mouth.

"Of course silly." Taloni said, her eyes went a bit wider and she sighed as Beth adjusted her head closer to the Fey's nether region.

Moments later, the dragon huntress thought she heard a slight sucking or slurping sound from Beth, which was followed by the unmistakable sight of the blondes gently lapping at each other's slits. They looked like they were having fun. It didn't look like a deep romantic or emotional moment for them, it felt more like they were just enjoying something together as friends. It was strange, and they giggled a lot, but they were certainly having fun.

The dragon huntress didn't tear her eyes away initially, not until she heard Alana groan. Ethan hadn't changed positions and was still sitting 'Indian style' as he sometimes called it, and the wood elf had taken Taloni's place. However, they couldn't be more different as a couple.

He was slowly rocking his hips into her, but he couldn't be moving very much. They were looking into each other's eyes and Kendra could tell that they were talking telepathically, but couldn't hear them. Whatever they were saying, it led to the wood elf glowing in contentment, and glowing brighter as the minutes passed.

They kissed both tenderly and deeply for several seconds before the brunette softly groaned. The groan appeared to be a prelude to her orgasm because she trembled and moaned his name as she tried and failed to continue kissing him while she seemed to lose partial muscle control.

"Dear Illuminar that was amazing sir." She panted almost a minute later. "Please tell me this never gets old."

"It never gets old." He grinned, then kissed her cheek. A moment later he looked at the blonde teens. "Who calls dibs on Alana?"

He had barely finished speaking before Taloni lifted her head and said exuberantly. "I do!"

"No fair." Beth managed to mumble, taking an extra second to speak since Tee's slit had been pressed up against her mouth.

"My dear Fey, breakfast is served." Ethan said as he pulled Alana off of himself and flopped her on the bed in one smooth motion, the wood elf yelping and then laughing as she landed.

"Mmm, my favorite!" Taloni beamed as she dived in between the chocolate haired brunette's legs.

"Beth, come here." Alana said, and the blonde obliged.

Not long after, they had managed to arrange themselves so that Tee's mouth was on Alana, whose mouth was on Beth, whose mouth was on Tee. They formed a sort of triangle, and there was a lot of moaning, sighing, and giggling; lots of giggling.

Again, it didn't look like a passionate romantic moment for any of them or anything like that. It looked like three co-wives having some good fun. Honestly, it looked like -- and Kendra could scarcely believe she was about to think this -- but it looked like goodclean fun. There was nothing about it that seemed the slightest bit lewd or raunchy; it was just too... too...

Too something.

Loving? Caring? Tender perhaps? It was something anyway. And while Kendra's cheeks were burning as she watched, she didn't feel like she was doing anything wrong by watching. They were very affectionate with each other and it was good to see.

"Come here beautiful." Ethan said gently to Rachel, and the redhead bit her lip.

Kendra could instantly tell that he was handling her with 'kid gloves', and she could tell that the redhead needed that. The dragon huntress had never seen the mage look apprehensive before like she did now. Not because of Ethan, but the redhead looked around and Kendra could tell that she was nervous about being exposed with so many other people around.

Still, she went.

He indicated that she should lay on her back and she did. Then he spread his wings around them so the two of them were shielded from view from the knees up to the shoulders. There was a moment where Kendra was sure he must be pulling her dress up, but he didn't take it off of her.

Moments later, Rachel's mouth opened wide and her eyes fluttered shut as Ethan's hips slowly slid forward. No sound escaped the redhead's mouth except silent gasping, but there was bliss on her face. Ethan started thrusting gently, but probably deeply into the redhead. Kendra could see that Rachel was loving it, but she also seemed a bit restrained too. Like she might react more visibly if it was just him and her.

Her legs wrapped around him, and then he pulled her hands up and above her head. He held them there loosely enough that she could escape, but she didn't. Something about the position spoke of absolute surrender that was also absolutely willing. She was captured by him, being submissive to him, and -- judging by the look on her face -- was blissfully happy to do so.

He thrust inside of her for a few minutes before she screwed her eyes shut and whimpered slightly as she exhaled breathily. It sounded like she was trying with all her might to keep her reactions contained, yet failing.

She didn't make much noise, but she made some.

The look on her face left Kendra in no doubt as to what was happening to her. She looked up at Ethan and the dragon huntress saw a side of the redhead that she'd never seen before. Rachel was fragile, though not in the traditional sense of the word. The teen mage was fearless in battle, powerful in magic, cunning in intellect, and she possessed enough willpower to resist Ethan's compulsions

But emotionally and relationally?

The redhead seemed incredibly fragile in those areas. Not that Ethan ever would, but Kendra was pretty sure that if he ever rejected her, she would shatter into a million pieces that could never be properly reassembled. Of course he'd rather die than do that, but it showed just how fragile Rachel was in some ways.

The redhead stiffened and let out the tiniest strangled moan as her limbs appeared to have a bit of trouble remaining calm, then she relaxed. Her whole body seemed to become peaceful as the tensions drained from her. Her slender legs slipped from his hips, flopping onto the bed as if she'd forgotten to hold them up. Ethan leaned down and rested his forehead against hers. Both had their eyes closed and there was a small contented smile on both of their faces.

They were in their own little world.

It was at that point that Kendra realized she'd been watching her husband having sex with her fellow wives for quite some time now. She blushed scarlet and looked away, but oddly didn't feel guilty. Honestly, it had been beautiful to watch. Embarrassing yes, but beautiful.

"Something on your mind?" Ethan asked, bringing her attention back to the present.