Queen Yavara Ch. 43

"Yes!" Furia cried, her entire body quivering with delight. Gloria hummed hedonistically, slurping sounds emanating from between Furia's legs. She slid her hand beneath her consuming chin, and added her fingers to the frothy mixture.

"Eat me! Eat me!" Furia wept. Her belly was spasming, the toned ranger muscle showing taut beneath the bronze flesh, the pools of cum becoming rivulets that ran down her sides. Gloria's fangs descended from her upper lip, and she bit into Furia's labia, seeping her poison deep. Furia's eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled in her gaping mouth. Guttural tones of ecstasy flowed from her parted lips, and her entire body tensed in a female orgasm that left her palsying from head to toe.

Gloria retreated, licking the film from her blood-red lips with a satisfied smack. She drew her eyes up the length of Furia's cock, then looked to me. "Does watching me do this to your lover excite you?" She asked.

"Yes." I replied hoarsely. I was too weak to touch myself, and so my pussy was left unattended, pulsing and leaking, dripping down my taint. Gloria examined it, and touched me there once more, forking her fingers so that the webbing of lust parted with my opening petals.

"Such desire..." she purred, and inhaled my scent through her nostrils, "Oh, you poor thing. I didn't mean to neglect you so." She watched me from her red eyes, the pupils like reptilian slits. Her face dipped between my thighs, and I felt her lips, then her fangs. They pierced me, the venom surging down their capillaries and into my veins, permeating a wonderous warmth and release of pressure from the source, leaving me loose, my nerves receptive and waiting. Then her tongue came, slithering through my petals, the pliant texture conforming to the shape of my insides as it pushed deeper and deeper. Was there an end to it?! It moved all the way to my bottom, and the tip circled my cervix, tickling the sanctum where my child, my little Sherok slept. I wanted to cry out in horror, but I could only mewl pathetically for her, my entrance dilating. But she did not invade me, only teased the final resistance with her circling tip, the belly of her tongue sliding across every erogenous swath within me, moving so sensually. Her hand crept below her chin, and three of her fingers painlessly pushed into my ass. My rim sucked on her knuckles, and she kneaded the membranous flesh between her digits and the bottom of her tongue. I sobbed with pleasure, unable to move, only able to bawl with gaping, smiling lips, staring rapturously at the root-covered ceiling until the feeling exploded inside me.

Gloria withdrew, her impossibly-long tongue retracting back between her juicy red lips. She crawled atop me until her wavy black hair curtained my face. She smiled, her red eyes aglow, her long fangs glistening. I whimpered in fear. She descended, opening her mouth, her pupils dilating. Her lips connected with mine, and her tongue snaked into my mouth. I had never been kissed like it before. Her lips drew sensually upon mine, her tongue slithered and wrapped my own, embracing, trapping it, the tip caressing lovingly. The breath left my lungs, and I was a slave to the moment, a whore to the sensations and emotions she poured onto my palate. When she withdrew, I was in a trance. I rolled my head to the side, and presented her my throat. I felt the fangs enter me so gracefully, and I moaned in equal parts pleasure and despair, loving the way she killed me.

Furia was watching me as Gloria drank her fill. She was mouthing something, but I could not tell what it was. Ruse? Rose? What? But then my vision clouded, and my heart slowed. I was tired. So tired, and Gloria was so warm atop me, and the bed she'd made was so soft.

BROCK

We were halfway through the Spruces when we came upon a clearing, and the biggest damn tree I'd ever seen. The nymphs never let orcs get this close to their home, but the nymphs were all gone.

"Brock, what are you doing?!" April cried in horror.

"Just marking my territory. Isn't that what you dogs do?" I chuckled as I pissed all over Arbor's tree.

"This is sacred ground!" She barked, and marched over to me.

"And I'm watering it. Arbor should thank me."

"Stop that!" April snapped.

"Now you're the one giving orders?" I raised a brow at her. "Make me stop it, you little barking gerbil."

April marched right in front of me, and let my piss shower her bare chest. "You've used me as a toilet for so long already;" she sneered, "why stop now?"

"You're gonna bathe in the river before you take another step with me. I'm not gonna have you stinking like piss all the way to the Cove."

"But I like smelling like you." She grinned.

My piss stream sputtered out, though it wasn't because my bladder was empty. I'd gotten suddenly very hard. April looked at my rod like it was dinner, and took a step forward.

"Stay back." I growled.

"No." She giggled.

"I said stay!" I roared.

"No." She giggled again. She closed the distance between us, and wrapped her little fingers about my cock. It was too big for her to get her hands around it, but she held it firmly, lifting it just below the tip with one hand, and stroking down the underside with the other. Her cool palm encased one of my nuts, and gently rolled it in her hand, watching me with those amber eyes, her long whiskers twitching, her lush mouth parted to yield anticipatory breaths. She lowered her face, and planted a gentle kiss on the tip of my cock. Then she opened her mouth as wide as she could, and began to take me in. She was so small, barely taller than Yavara, but much slighter than she, not built to handle a man like me. And yet, she could. Though it pained her greatly, she took my cock all the way down her neck, choking and sputtering, her eyes watering. She loved that it hurt. She wanted me to be her dominant alpha, to overpower her, to let her submit and enjoy the way I damaged her. I grabbed her entire head with one hand, and held her against my crotch, feeling her esophageal muscles rolling and fluttering until she was humming high and panicked against me. Then I pulled back, let her have a breath, and did it again, and again, and again. Her hands slid between her legs, and she fervently pleasured herself, her eyes rolling back, her throat relaxing, accepting what was going to happen no matter what.

"Fucking take it, you bitch." I snarled, and she hummed in appreciation, her bushy tail swishing excitedly. Somewhere, Arbor was undoubtedly watching. I wondered if she was touching herself.

ADRIANNA

One breath, then another. I slowly savored each one, wondering if they'd be my last. But Gloria retracted her fangs before she drew too much, and she sighed contentedly.

"I must commend you, Adrianna. Your kind is especially delicious." She gently ran her fingers over the wounds in my throat, and I shuddered. "I will keep you alive for as long as I can. I must savor this. I can tell that you're rare."

"The money." I croaked, "You promised to deliver it."

"If I leave you, you will die, and your blood will spoil. I will deliver your money, but not until you've passed."

"Then kill me." I rasped.

Gloria looked pitiably upon me, and raked her long nails through my hair. I shuddered again, relishing the comb against my roots, the parting of my disheveled strands. "I am killing you, Adrianna. Life for you is only sensation now. Enjoy the pleasure I can offer. Do not think about the problems of the world. In the grand scheme of things, your concerns mean nothing. They're trifling, cumbersome things that weigh needlessly upon you. Let them go. Let them just..." she held my head in her hands, and began running her nails in gentle circles about the nape of my neck, "...slide off you, little one."

I didn't know what she was even talking about anymore. My entire being was just the transient sensations tickling the back of my neck, and the world above moving in drowsy circles. She eased my head back onto the pillow, and my face turned back to Furia. She was still erect, staring vacantly at me, a string of drool hanging from her mouth. Gloria crawled over to her, and vision seemed to return to Furia's stare. Her pupils focused on me, and there was a word poised on her lips, but it slipped from her the moment Gloria's blood-red lips came around Furia's cock.

Gloria tossed her black wavy hair to the side, and slowly slurped her way down. She stared up at Furia as she rotated her mouth, her neck tilting playfully, her red eyes sparkling. She drew up, her dramatic cheekbones showing through the gaunt hollows of her cheeks, the bulge in her elegant neck receding until her lips were pursed around Furia's head. She held it there for a moment, then opened her mouth. Her red tongue slithered wetly out, and wrapped the entire length of Furia's nine inches, leaving none of her dark skin to show. Furia whimpered, her eyes enraptured by what she was seeing, her body shaking with what it was feeling. The moist wrap of flesh pulsated with rhythmic constrictions, moving in a lathering, coiling embrace like a boa. Her mouth came around it, consuming Furia all the way once more, than holding her deep. Furia's shaking turned to a palsying wrack of her arms and legs, and she screamed hoarsely, her face flushing, her bronze flesh glistening with breaking sweat. Gloria hummed, then withdrew, smacking indulgently.

"There is incubus in you, little Furia." She said, and climbed atop her. Furia's limitless cock rose on demand as Gloria lapped out the cum that Furia had shot earlier. She ended her licking path upon Furia's chin, then kissed her as she had kiss me. Furia's eyes rolled back, and Gloria descended, taking my lover's rod deep into her tight pink slit. They moaned mutually, and Gloria began to move. Her shoulders pinched and hunched, her back arched, and her ass jiggled to the deep oscillation of her hips. Every part of her was lithe and succulent, moving with the grace of a predator on downed prey, savoring the meal within her. She pulled from the kiss with a gasp, her red tongue slithering back into her mouth, and she angled Furia's throat, and bit. Furia cried out in delight, a wonderous smile spreading across her face. Her head fell to the side, and she stared at me with eyes that were all pupil. I held her hand still, caressing her with my thumb. It was the only movement I could make. Gloria hummed a groan around her feeding, and closed her eyes to relish the cock she danced upon.

Furia mouthed to me again. "Roos."

"What?" I mouthed back.

"Roos." She mouthed again.

I could hardly process what was happening, much less what she was saying. The world had become so dark. It was so cold. I only wanted to feel Gloria's hot flesh against me, her slippery tongue inside me. I did not want to be bothered by what Furia had to say. I just wanted to marvel at the shape of her beautiful mouth as it formed the word.

"Roots."

Roots. With the utmost effort, I turned my head to the other side. We were on the upper level of the library, and the tree roots that made up the vaulted ceiling above also made the walls here. There was one root just a foot away. It might as well have been across the universe. I could not summon the strength to even lift my hand, much less move my arm. I struggled to turn my head back to Furia, but I could not. Instead, I just shook it along a tiny arc to signal my failure.

"Gloria," Furia whispered hoarsely, her voice so faint, "I want to see Adrianna's ass one last time before I die."

As you wish. Gloria chuckled in our minds, her mouth too occupied. She rolled me to my side, and the hand that had held Furia's flopped over, and touched the tree root.

BROCK

I grunted with the last thrusts into April. Her tail was lifted back to show the ruination of her cunt. It was stretched so much that her asshole was opening by itself, and the labia were thin and white with pressure gripping my girth. It must've been painful at some point for her, but she took me all the way in, her belly bulging with the effort, and she only sounded tones of immense pleasure. I slowly pulled out, and her exhausted pussy stayed open, the netherlips shrinking partially, my cum pouring out freely. She shivered as it ran down her inner thighs, and she clutched at the tree with straight arms, her fingers digging into the bark.

"Thank you." She moaned, and attempted to stand upright. She only managed to fall to her knees in a puddle of her own making.

I picked her up by the armpits, and steadied her on her feet until the strength came back to her legs.

"You still smell like piss." I grumbled, "You're going to take a bath in the river before we move on."

"You sure know how to make a lady feel good about herself." April sighed, and walked bowlegged around the clearing, before getting into a wide squat, and putting her head in her hands.

"What?"

"Nothing, I'm just waiting for everything to get back to where it should go. You really hollowed me out." She smiled at me from her disheveled mess of hair, "I know you're used to fucking devil-made whores, but normal women can't just take a foot-longer at jackhammer speed and go on a stroll like nothing happened."

The flow coming from her gaping pussy increased, my spunk pooling between her heels. She let out an exerted groan, then sighed, her thighs quivering with relief.

"What the hell was that?" I asked.

"You pushed things upward. I had to push them back."

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts like hell, but it's worth it to get fucked like that." She grinned. "Like you said, I'm a tough girl." She got onto shaky legs, then composed herself. In all the times I'd used her, I'd never once thought on what it was doing to her. I mean, I liked the way she squealed, and I liked the face she made that confirmed that I was breaking her in deep, but she always just crawled away on all fours when I was done, usually to pleasure the other men I'd brought for her to entertain. Even Yavara had been there in the gangbang circle, laughing as she sat on April's face. Those days when she thought Elena was dead, and she truly was the Dark Queen.

"Brock?" April asked, looking at me curiously.

"I'm not sorry about what I did."

"What are you talking about?"

"About what I did to you back at Castle Thorum. Doing those things to you in front of Adarian. I'm not sorry."

"You didn't do anything but what I wanted. What I'd been trained for."

"Well," I growled, "I'm just saying, I'm not sorry that I did it. You didn't deserve it, but no one ever does. The world deals justice evenly, it just does it on its own goddamn time."

"I guess that makes sense." She said cautiously.

I sniffled, wiping away the tears that threatened to roll down my cheeks. "I want to get the fuck off this continent, April. I never want to see it again. When we join up with the Sea Serpents, we're not going to kotow to some shit-stain human captain for long. You and me, we're gonna run that mother fucker. I'm gonna kill my way to the top, and you're gonna fuck your way through the crew, and then we're gonna take that ship and set it straight fucking east, and we're gonna go as far as east goes. We're gonna take what we want, we're gonna kill who we want, and we're gonna fuck like goddamn devils until hell takes us. What'd'ya say?"

"I say, aye-aye, Captain." She grinned, and scurried up my body before I could stop her. "There," she laughed, "now you smell like piss too." She straddled my shoulders, and grinded her slit against the back of my neck. "Piss and pussy; that's what pirates smell like. And you don't even have to fake the eyepatch. We just a need a three-pointed hat for this bald-ass head of yours, and they'll make you captain the moment you step on deck."

"And you're the parrot on my shoulder, huh?" I grunted.

"Sure, but if you think I'm repeating the stupid shit you say, you're delusional."

I growled around a wide smile, and took a step southward. There was suddenly a loud cracking sound, and the tree beside us split open. A doorframe was formed in the bark, and a path of bioluminescence shone dimly in the grass leading to it.

"What the fuck?" I muttered.

"We have to go in." April said.

"Like fuck we do." I grunted, and strode forward. A branch thundered in my path, and another one fell behind me, so heavy that it shook the earth. I looked up to see two bleeding stumps where they'd been.

"We have to go in." April said, "If she's willing to do that to herself, she's willing to kill us, Brock."

"We'll just wait until she flies over here then."

A third branch cracked partially, and began to swoop between the other two. It stopped a foot away from crushing us, then edged slowly forward. The message was clear.

"Alright! I'm getting in the fucking tree!" I snarled, and ran through the threshold. The tree was hollow on the inside, bioluminescent lights shining all the way through the trunk. The soil was soft and moist beneath my toes. When I was all the way in, the door shut behind me. There was a moment where nothing happened, and I wondered if Arbor had just herded us to safety from an approaching predator. Then, the floor gave out, and I was falling.

ADRIANNA

Gloria's head darted up. She looked at the ceiling where the roots converged, and hissed.

Not you! She yelled telepathically.

These ones belong to me, Gloria. Arbor answered.

We had a deal. I killed the imperial miners, I saved your precious tree, so anything beneath the forest floor belongs to me.

Make an exception. I am sending you two more to take their place.

She sniffed the air. That's hardly a fair trade.

Take the deal, or I will discharge a billion rot spores into your library.

You wouldn't dare!

Would I not? Knowledge written on sheets of fiber is so scant of the whole truth that it is practically a lie. If a picture is worth a thousand words, then memory is worth a thousand pictures, so you must understand that your precious library is but a mausoleum of knowledge to me, like a gravestone summarizing a lifetime of experience. Test me.

She gave me a disdainful look, eyeing the hand that touched the root. Since when did you care about the drama of mortals, Arbor Dawnbark?

Those you eat are as ageless as you are, Gloria Titus. But still, all of you are bound by flesh, and though you sing platitudes of your superiority now, I will feed the dust of your bones to my flowers one day. I will eat you, little one.

"When did she become such a gangster?" Gloria grumbled, and let go of me, severing the connection between her and Arbor. I rolled to my back, but my forefinger stayed on the tree root.

You are supposed to be on an island, Governess. Arbor said, The fact that I can speak to your mind means you have been very busy.

I was trying to recruit the subterranean vampires.

I have saved your life. Do not thank me with a lie.

We'll talk later then.

Gloria dismounted Furia with a discontented sigh, and Furia whimpered, her cum-sheened cock slapping her belly, a thick pool of nectar forming from its tip. She smiled exhaustedly at me, and I smiled back. The ceiling opened above us, and from the convergence of roots, two figures fell, screaming in terror. Gloria moved like lightning, snatching them out of the air, and bringing the struggling duo back.

Do not think me cruel for this, Governess. Arbor said as the figures came into focus, It was just a twist of fate. Sometimes, God makes a joke. I am sorry that you are the punchline.

I didn't recognize the orc right away. He was massive like a warrior tribesman, but there wasn't a tattoo on his body, nor a hair on his head. He was missing one eye, but the other stared right into me. I knew who it was then. My eyes drifted to the woman, and my slow-beating heart sank deep into my chest.