Dragon Jade Chronicle Ch. 05

"Thrust, both of you," she said. Waldrin and Tudon began to pump their hips.

"Margase," moaned Heldi. "On my mouth."

The red-haired woman climbed onto the table, lowering herself to Heldi's face. The brown woman's tongue snaked up into Margase's pussy, causing Margase to shudder. She began to moan, and grind on Heldi, driving her clitoris into Heldi's chin, her head not that far from Tudon's chest.

Maybe it was that, maybe it was the contrast in sensation between her mouth and her tits, but Tudon lost it.

"No, oh Vash, no," he grunted, pulling up and away from her suddenly, but Heldi reached out and snagged his cock in her fist without looking, pumping it hard. The first spurt rained down on Heldi's neck, and a half dozen others followed along on her breasts and stomach, the paleness of his seed in beautiful contrast to the darkness of her skin.

When she was sure she had all of it, she let Tudon go reeling away and used her now free hands to stroke Margase's body and clit.

Three, thought Garen. A wet sound off to the side broke his attention from Heldi, and he saw Praela had one hand working between her thighs, even as she recorded all the events for posterity's sake with the other. It was lucky she was not a voting member. Garen wondered how legible the notes for this meeting would be.

Waldrin was a good sorcerer, and a good man, and he evidently knew the ins and outs of Margase well enough to please her, but Heldi's thighs dispatched his discipline with ease.

"Oh, my, darling, I'm about to cum," he told Margase.

The red-haired woman leaned forward as far as possible, and Waldrin connected with her for a light kiss.

"Cum, darling," said Margase. "I'm not far behind you."

Waldrin groaned, his rhythm shattered by the first pulse of his orgasm, and he pumped once more into Heldi, before pulling out completely, starring between Heldi's legs as some of his cum followed his exit from her pussy. He stroked himself to the end of his orgasm, depositing more on her stomach.

Four, thought Garen.

Margase, who had been watching Waldrin's climax closely, gave a sudden surprised yelp, and struggled to get away from Heldi's mouth, but Heldi seized her ass and Garen shook a little watching the muscles in Heldi's throat rippling as she worked. A succession of "oh's" rained out of Margase's mouth, and Heldi let her go.

Five, thought Garen.

"It's just you, now, Garen," said Tudon. Garen ran a hand through his hair as Heldi climbed slowly to a sitting position, then slipped around on the table to face him. When she reached him, she cupped his cheek and stared into his steel blue eyes.

"How long have you wanted this?" she asked him.

"Seventy-five years," he answer. "Since I saw you that first day at the North Gate and took you to the Guild."

"I wish our first time together could have been a little different," she said. She bent down and kissed him, and he could taste Margase on her lips for a bit until he lost himself in the softness of her tongue. Heldi stroked his hair as they tangled their mouths together.

"And a little sooner," she said, as the kiss ended. She rested her forehead against Garen's, and her eyes were sad and distant, and she blinked back a tear.

Now Garen cupped her face, using his thumb to wipe some of the dampness away from her cheek.

"I know you've saved me for last for just this reason, and I know you will gain the Favor today, and yesterday I would have wished the same as you. But today, and tomorrow as well, I will not wish for it any other way."

Heldi slipped from his grasp, running her hands down his chest, kneeling before him, and slipped his entire erect cock into her mouth, and he could feel her throat as she sucked on him. Garen's eyes watered and his chest tightened, but he rode the unearthly warmth of her mouth past the danger until she lifted her head, gasping for air.

Heldi tipped back, dragging him out of the chair to his knees, until she was lying on the table. One hand guided his cock low, and he thrust forward, pumping furiously into her pussy, still sticky with the two men that had come before.

But after only a few pumps Heldi pushed him away, and he frowned in concern. Had he done something wrong?

"Not there," she said. She grabbed his cock again, dragging his hips back to hers. She raised her legs high into the air, knees together, which squeezed some more cum out of her lower lips, and placed her feet on Garen's right shoulder. She shimmied off the table a little, and guided his cock lower.

"There," she said, as his cock, covered with her spit, her juices, and Bollu and Waldrin's semen, pressed up against the entrance of her ass.

"Oh, hells," said Garen.

"Slow, slow," she warned, as he began to press into her.

He went slower, but steady and watched as Heldi writhed on the table in agony. He slowed down further to a crawl.

"Yes, slow," said Heldi. "Make this last, Garen."

It took him a long time, Heldi stopping him every once and a while to get used to his presence in her ass, until finally he was buried to hilt inside her, her buttocks pressed up flat against his hips. He gasped at how tight it felt, and how hard she gripped him when he began to pull back for his first thrust.

"Yes, harder now," cried Heldi as he began to pump her. She ran her hands across her body, rubbing Tudon's cum into her skin as she did. "Harder."

"Harder!"

Garen was almost blind with lust as his strokes began getting longer and more powerful. Heldi echoed his grunts on every thrust. Her breasts danced up and down on her chest, and Garen cupped one in a hand for a moment before pulling on the nipple. Heldi clasped her hand over his when he did, biting her lip and closing her eyes.

"Oh, wait, wait," she said. She pressed her feet against his chest, and used the leverage to push off his cock. Garen groaned as his full length burst into the air of the room, but perhaps it was a good sign. Perhaps Heldi had failed.

But she merely rolled over and knelt over the table.

"Now," she said. "Hard again."

Garen groaned again as he plunged back inside her. She began to rock back against him, in time with his thrusts. Propping herself up with one elbow, she grabbed one of his hands, using it to spread one cheek. She switched to the other elbow, catching his other hand and place it on a breast, wrapping him around her.

When both his hands were accounted for, Heldi sucked on her fingers, then plunged them into her cunt when they were wet enough.

"Take me, Garen," she said. He could feel her fingers rubbing inside herself and his breath came in ragged bursts as erupted inside her ass.

His first pulse felt like it filled her completely, but there was plenty more inside him. He groaned, the sound emanating from deep down in his belly, and he took his hand off her breast to turn her mouth and feebly attempt to kiss her, licking the corner of her mouth instead.

"Heldi," he whispered.

Heldi's orgasm followed hot on the heels of his own. She shook and lost her balance on her elbow, and collapsed on the table, dragging Garen down after her, pinning herself against the wood with his cock.

"Oh, Garen. Garen." Her eyes were tightly closed, her body spasmed, her fingers still working her pussy.

Garen had finally stopped coming, and he rolled her, until they were spooning on the table. She reached up her free hand to stroke his cheek. He stayed buried inside as her orgasm subsided.

"The High Council recognizes you hold our favor," said Waldrin, after a bit.

"I think we should give her two," said Bollu, and Carista laughed her agreement.

Heldi opened her eyes and pulled herself off of Garen, his cock coming out of her with wet slurp. She stood, cum still glued to her body, and slipping out of her pussy and posterior. Her body was slick and shiny from the sweat and when she slipped her robe on, it clung tightly to her, like a skin that had found its owner.

"I request that the Guild follow my recommendations and find a warlock to perform the Rite of Renewal," she said. Except for the heavy breathes she took between speaking, she seemed calm and composed.

"Granted," said Waldrin. Tudon put his head in his hands.

"Thank you," said Heldi. "This has been an enjoyable meeting." She opened the door and exited the council room. Garen smiled, content in watching the sway of her hips as she left, but refusing to move from where he was curled on the table.

The room fell silent, except for the furious scratching of Praela's quill on parchment.