Queen Yavara Ch. 32

"Mother," she said, parting from my breast, "fuck me."

She brought her lips to mine, her mouth white with my milk, and we came together in a kiss. She did not kiss me with the tender love a daughter should express, but with a rapaciousness, a starvation of sexuality that put me in a trance. Yes, it was wonderful to feel such delights, but not from her! Her little hands squeezed my breasts, secreting milk from my nodes, and her slender thighs opened around my robust legs, laying limb over limb until our slits pressed, and our pearls rubbed together. I groaned into her mouth as our clits engorged with blood and sensation, our petals leaking to lubricate the sensuality of our motions. I could feel her thoughts in my mind, such confusion, such desire, such fear. I knew what she wanted. Holding her supple glutes in my hand, I spread her, and snaked my tail through her crack.

Tease me. Her thoughts beckoned, and so I did, running my thin tail back and forth between her cheeks, slowly building the tension within her. When she was whimpering in my mouth, the tip of my tail divided in two, and one slithered down her taint as the other snaked around her anus. I penetrated both her holes at once, and she plastered against me, her nubile form conforming curve-to-curve, her toned abdomen molding into my puffy belly, her modest breasts squishing into my large bust. My invasion was gradual and deep, stretching her slowly so that she only felt the pleasure. My tails tenderly squeezed the thin membrane that divided her, and she mewled whorishly for me, beckoning me to venture deeper. And so deeper I went, entering her colon, tickling her cervix, slowly teasing the aperture until it was ready to be violated, and then I invaded her womb.

I stopped. Rose was too entranced with her invasion that she did not notice that my breath had caught. My daughters' wombs were supposed to be infertile and stale, for I was the only mother in the colony, yet here in Rose's sanctum, I found them; eggs. Just two, yet there would be more with her cycle, and with each passing cycle, her need would become greater! But no... no, I could stem the progress. It was not too late for her! She needed to drink of my nectar, lay with my sons, and stay away from outsiders, and she would be my Rose again with time! I made love to her desperately, moving as I'd never moved before, letting her do all that she desired to me.

Her pleasures had become dark. She bit and scratched and laughed when I cried out. She held me down as I violated her, and rode me like I was a mule. She made me bend over, and while I held my cheeks open with trembling fingers, she pushed her fists inside me, traversing my soft channels, her knuckles squishing into my pliant insides until she was near to her elbows, and then she thrusted into me again, and again, and again! And Good Mother help me, I begged for her by the end, blubbering in the throes of masochistic splendor, uttering such words as should never be spoken. We came over and over, and though my body was exhausted, and hers was as well, her need still compelled her, and I could not rest; she needed me. And so I endured the vilest of her pleasures that night, letting her urinate on me, then urinating on myself, cleaning the puddles of filth with my tongue, and oh, the worst it got, the harder I came, for our minds were so entwined that her perversion became mine, and I reveled in the darkness with her until it was dawn.

And there we lay, panting on the river bank, defiled and filthy. I was satisfied beyond content, but Rose still paced by the water. I watched her do it until she stumbled in exhaustion, and then I took her in my arms, and finally laid her to rest.

"I will save you, my little rose." I whispered to her, "I will find a way."

CERTIOK

The portal in the back of the throne room flashed, and Trenok was gone.

"He said they were going to massacre the Highland army." Adrianna said quietly from behind me.

"Every warrior says they will massacre their enemy."

"I know the difference between bravado and assuredness."

"I pray that they do. Then the war will be ended swiftly, and he will return to me sooner."

"And if they invade?"

"Then the imperials will know the horror they have inflicted upon us, Head-ranger." I hissed.

Her footsteps echoed in the dark chamber until she was standing beside me. "If Yavara crushes the Highland army, and decides to invade, there will be no stopping her. But the Highlands will exact their tole. The Rift will cost ten-thousand to assail even if it's only guarded by a regiment, and Bentius's walls stand over a hundred feet high. By the time Yavara holds her sister's head in the palace, half her army will have been wiped out."

"And untold numbers will have been saved from future elven oppression. There is no cost too great for that."

She was silent for a moment, and I wondered if she'd slipped away without my noticing. When I looked at her, there were tears in her blue eyes. "I never thought I was doing evil." She said softly, "Every time I went on a raid, I thought I was doing good. Not just for the Highlands, but for your people as well. Keeping the tribes in balance kept the peace between them. That was I how I rationalized it anyway, when I cut down children in their villages."

"It's very easy to rationalize evil when you don't even see those that you're killing as your enemy; just a herd that need culling." I reached up, and wiped away a tear from her cheek, "Is that why you couldn't kill the matriarchs? You saw them as people instead of animals?"

"Believe it or not, I always saw orcs as people. But I've killed far more people than animals." She took my fingers in her hand, "You're cunning and ruthless, Certiok, but you're no killer. Killing someone seems like a hell of a thing to do if you've never done it before, but once you've done it, you realize how easy it is. And once a killer puts their mind to killing, it's hard to stop. I'm a killer. Trenok's a killer. When that battle's over, there will be a whole horde of killers."

"Yavara will be merciful."

"Yavara's the greatest killer of them all." She whispered, caressing my hand with her thumb, "Certiok, if Yavara assails the Rift, I will abdicate my governorship to you."

"What?!"

"I won't be a part of my homeland's genocide, and neither will the others. I don't know what they will do, but whatever it will be, it will be treason."

"And you think I'll be merciful to traitors?!"

"Will you be merciful to your friends?" She asked, and held my hand against her belly.

I stared hard into her blue eyes for a long time, then broke into a laugh. "You are a devious cunt, Adrianna." My hand drifted lower, and I grinned, "And you'll have to earn my mercy, birthmother."

FURIA

Kiera's eyes were rolled back as she rode my hips. I tangled my hands in her platinum dreadlocks, and pulled back, savoring the sight of her long neck displaying its curve, her large breasts jiggling, her soft abdomen flexing, her fat cock leaking. Her new virginity had broken beautifully around me, and the blood was still wet between our bodies, but there was no pain in her expression when she took all nine inches of me deep inside her. Now she groaned splendidly to the ceiling, her hot tight insides enveloping me in their moist embrace, beckoning my movements with the rolling squeeze of her feminine muscles. I could feel Faltia's hand on the other side of Kiera's membrane, our former-captain's little digits indenting the fleshy division, massaging the underside of my cock, pressing against Kiera's prostate.

"Oh, fuck..." She moaned splendidly to the vaulted ceiling.

Brianna watched her beloved with intense interest. She straddled Soraya's face as Soraya was fucked by Alexa, who was in turn, being viciously sodomized by Eva. Even around the gag-ball in Alexa's mouth, I could hear her desperate cries, nearly as masochistic as Soraya's muffled pleas. Faltia watched her beloved being humiliated and abused by Eva, and I saw upon her face, such arousal and love. As she tenderly pushed her fist into Kierra's tight rectum, she squatted over my foot, taking me into her pussy near to the ankle. It was an interesting sensation, her pliant wet heat encasing me like a debauched sock, but it wasn't unpleasant for either of us; certainly not for her, whose tattooed slit was splayed wide and leaking.

"Fuck her good, Furia." Brianna hissed to me, "Put a baby in her."

"Put a baby in me..." Kierra echoed, intoxicated by my lust, and the excess of drugs that were in her system. She grabbed her cock and began to stroke in time with my thrusts, her body heaving each time our pelvises connected. Faltia took her by the chin and kissed her rapaciously over the shoulder, their tongues slipping from the seal of their mouths. Brianna was moaning louder, Alexa was screaming higher, Soraya was writhing in her chains as Eva drove their lust with powerful thrusts, her black-sheened lips peeled back in a grimace. They came in a succession of moans and cries, their bronze glistening bodies decelerating and collapsing.

Kierra's cock began to pulse before me, her pussy began to seize around me, her rectum began to clench on Faltia. Her exerted grunts and groans could be heard from her occupied lips, and her eyes opened wide in astonishment. I dug my fingers into the delicious fat of her ass, and delivered three piercing thrusts before I couldn't hold back anymore, and I unloaded everything into her. She broke her kiss with a cry, and she came from all her parts at once, her pussy saturating my crotch, and her cock exploding across my body, splashing my belly, breasts, and face. Faltia pulled her fist out, and all the strength seemed to be sapped from Kiera. She fell atop me, her cock still spurting between our bellies, her larger breasts pillowing against my bosom.

"Thank you." She whispered, and we kissed with love on our lips.

An hour later, I was awoken from my sleep.

"Where were you?" I groaned to Adrianna as she got into bed beside me.

"I had to see off Trenok, and talk with Certiok."

"You missed all the fun."

"I had some fun of my own."

I rolled over, and smiled sleepily at the silhouette of her face. In the darkness, I could see the sapphire glint of her eyes staring back. All around the room, I could hear the snores and whistles of the other hybrids sleeping, the occasional groan and shuffle of bodies. The royal bedroom had become our dormitory, and we'd moved all the beds in and pushed them side-by-side. An errant hand rested on my left buttock, and I knew that Faltia had rolled over in her sleep. I scooched away from her, and into the arms of my beloved. She wrapped her thigh over mine, and I grew hard enough to penetrate her. She slid me into her, and mewled contentedly against my lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

And with my cock buried comfortably inside her, I held her soft body against mine, and drifted into a wonderful sleep.