The Druid and the Igniad Pt. 03

"He is invisible," Labolas reported, his lustrous eyes fixating on a particular shadow. Lu followed his gaze and found the shadow, which appeared to be a man's shadow in the moonlight, but she could see no one.

"Cavorting with demons, are we?" The man's voice quipped. "I knew you were trouble, lass."

Lu dropped down from the standing stone and let her lithe frame of diamond bones absorb the shock of her landing. A flare of flames flowered up from her fire skirt, and suddenly she was bristling with fire, ready to fight.

"Zdazz lith," Labolas spoke with a snap of his fingers. At once, Lu could see the man, standing where she thought there was naught but air. As she saw him, she realized she had been seeing him the whole time, but the idea that he was not there had been imposed upon her mind.

She recognized the man. Broad-shouldered and strong, his red hair was greying. He wore a sword at the belt of his war kilt.

"Chief Gartham," Lu breathed. At once, all her flames snuffed out, leaving her bare except for her crystal protector and bra.

"A useful little trinket I picked up clearing a necromancer out of an old watchtower," Gartham said, holding up a small lens pivoting in a brass box. Gartham tucked it away into a pouch on his belt.

"I cannot smell the magic of those accursed relics," Labolas growled.

"My lord," Lu pleaded, "this is not what it seems."

"Aye, let me see..." Gartham stroked his peppery stubble, "...shall I believe a smoke-haired woman having secret meetings with demons in the middle of the night? Or shall I just assume that you're up to no good and tell your young Archdruid what you've been hiding?"

"If you would just let me explain-"

"And if you were thinking about burning me to a crisp, I am Chieftain over the whole Crown Spire Mountains."

"I would never-"

"My warriors would demand retribution, and take it by force if the druid tries to protect you."

Lu gave a desperate look to Labolas, and he met her gaze with a look that seemed to say: "I could annihilate him in a heartbeat." But Lu could not let it come to that. She looked down at the words still drawn in the dust. She needed time, and a strand of spider's silk.

"I just have one thing to say before you go," Lu said.

"Aye?" Gartham asked, resting one hand over the pommel of his sword.

"Nykkró valvinte, nykkró shálltenyte." She sang it, using her sweetest voice. The charm spell was cast, and Gartham's expression softened.

"What's that mean?" He asked genuinely.

"It means 'beauty found, beauty unbound.' I find beauty in you, Chief Gartham. A very masculine beauty." She began to saunter to the side, as if she were pacing, providing a different view of her body to the veteran warrior.

"Aye, you find beauty in demons, too," Gartham remarked jokingly. Lu could feel her spell had hooked him, but he was resisting subconsciously. She knew she needed to reel him in more.

"I only meet with this one demon for the purposes of pleasure. Nothing more. But even he has become quite boring, lately." She gave a sly wink and a side-long smile at Labolas. Labolas almost smiled back. Almost.

"Seems what they say about you nymph-types is true," Gartham chuckled.

"It's true. We like the pleasures of the flesh. Especially sex." She caressed one of the standing stones as she passed it, looking for spider's webs, but she saw none. "Have you ever been with one of my kind before?"

"I have only heard the stories," Gartham said, his hand falling from the pommel of his sword.

"Would you like to?" She asked, making her way to the other side of the stones, acting playful while scanning for spiderwebs. "Perhaps Chief Gartham would like to know how good the warmth of an igniad can be?"

"I see why Gern is so enamored with you! A good hump might provoke a challenge from him, and I'd love the opportunity. First, I'll send this demon back to the netherworld!" He briskly unsheathed his sword and started to advance on Labolas.

Lu leapt like a gazelle to come between them, and faced down the warrior, drilling her empathic link into him as her violet eyes met his green ones. She could feel the sharp edges of his will, simple and streamlined. His inner fire was strong, but she could feel his pride, which was the greatest source of his strength, and also his greatest weakness. She tried to think, though her mind was hazy as she felt the power of her own charm spell through her link with the warrior, and the exaggerated desire within him because of it. She felt a reflection of his lust within herself, and decided to use it.

"I don't want him to go, yet," Lu asserted. "If you kill him, I won't get to see how your endowment compares." She reached and stroked down the front of the large man's kilt with her pointer finger.

"Gods below," Gartham grinned. "You are bold. I have pollenated many flowers, but never have I tasted the waters of a nymph, or the heat of an igniad. If Gern can have you, so can I." He sheathed his sword, unbuckled his belt, unwrapped his kilt and let it and the sword drop behind his feet.

Lu saw his swelling manhood, and it was larger than Gern's, equally long but thicker. Lu quivered at the sight of it, at once fearful and attracted. Her ruse had gone too far, she thought, but she could feel her slit moisten against the inside of her crystal protector. She wished she had found some spider's silk, or that Labolas could do something helpful. She turned her head to look at him, his nakedness revealing his semi-erect phallus. It was firm and jutted from him just as Gartham's did, but Lu had seen it fully erect before, and it was only halfway there.

"Ah, it may look the same," Gartham remarked, "but mine feels like heaven, I'm told. A demon can't give you that! Now, let's see your petals."

Gartham stepped close enough to Lu so she could smell his natural musk, and his calloused fingers felt out her pelvic crystal. Lu thought it might shock him like it had Vorris, but because Lu had an empathic link with him, it did not retaliate. Neither did it obey his touch, however.

"Hold!" Lu squeaked as she backed up against Labolas, his lust rod poking at the small of her back. Labolas responded by scooping her up him his powerful arms, holding her legs up under the knees and leaning her back against his chest. "No, I meant wait!"

"Why?" Gartham asked, the shine of his eyes fading. "Will you burn me? Is this a trick?" The tension of suspicion in his voice was rising.

"No, Chief Gartham...I just felt light-headed with excitement."

"Then prepare yourself, for it is said that my lineage is descended from the gods themselves. You are about to feel the divine seed-giver of a future king." Gartham gripped Lu's crystal protector with both hands and pulled it from her, despite its resistance. Lu's body was not pulled with the breaking of the crystal's magical bond with her skin, but she jolted at its sudden removal with a quiet gasp, and her ebony skin showed the sweat of her natural oil. Her heart pounded beneath her breast, and her freshly exposed slit sent a glimmering of sensations tingling up her body.

Gartham licked two fingers, then gently touched Lu's nether lips with them, as if testing to see how hot they were. She let out a shaky breath, and placed her hands against the warrior's broad shoulders, but she did not push him away. Unseen below them, cloaked in their deep moon shadows, Gartham felt a flush of heat coming from her oily sex, like that from warm hearthstones.

"You're a furnace, girl," Gartham remarked huskily, and he looked into her eyes, fascinated by her face wreathed in the silky smoke of her hair. He found her more beautiful than anything he had ever seen, and he didn't know why, nor why he had not noticed until just then. The question melted away as he felt her arousal leaking through both her empathic link and against his fingers.

"Freya be praised," Gartham said, and he stroked Lu's slit, eliciting a sharp breath from her at the sudden stimulation. She felt him spread her nether lips with his two fingers and undulated his pelvis under hers. The tip of his thick shaft found her entrance. Without pausing, he lanced his girth up into her, her oily arousal allowing him to slide in smoothly, and the tightness of her hot sheath around his hard member made her gasp euphorically.

Gartham's mighty muscles quaked at the sensation of the envelopment, and he pressed his hips against Lu's lifted rear and raised thighs. He didn't seem to even notice Labolas anymore, and ground out a low moan. He moved himself in her, grinding his pubic bone between her splayed legs.

Lu had gotten used to coupling with Gern, and the feeling of a different man inside her numbed her thoughts and besieged her mind, for his sliding length stretched her exquisitely, and she slickened further.

*Do not lose your concentration*, Labolas' voice sounded in her head. It startled Lu, and she clamped reflexively around Gartham's invading member. Gartham groaned and slowed his grinding movements.

Lu silently asked Labolas what she should do.

*Build up your sexual energy and use it to power a spell,* he instructed. *You can kill him, if you wish.*

Lu didn't know very many spells, but she did know how to burn things. She didn't want to kill the warchief, however, or it would divide the alliance against Vorris. Even so, she stroked Gartham's broad shoulders, and with her link encouraged him to thrust into her, slowly.

The red-haired warrior put his large hands under her buttocks, gripped them, and rocked his hips. His engorged member left and entered her flushed canal slowly, and Gartham closed his eyes, lost in the blissful sensation.

At the same time, Lu's eyes widened as she felt another hard phallus move against her. Labolas held her steady, but shifted himself so that his erection trailed down the small of her back and snuck between her buttock cheeks. She felt him slide against her crack, then press against the tight portal of her rear. She was trying to focus on maintaining her sensual link with the human, but she called out to the demon with her thoughts, asking what he was doing.

*I will give you more power,* Labolas voiced in her mind. *Annihilate him.*

"No..." Lu gasped, and she quivered in the four powerful arms that held her.

"Yes..." Gartham sighed, and he lanced his seed-giver into her deeply, using his legs to rock her upwards with each thrust. Despite the movement, Lu could feel Labolas' hardness slither up into her tight canal, which yielded to his great size tensely, but without pain. She could not see how large he was, but the feeling of his beastly rod stretching her impressed the notion that he should have been too big to fit inside her.

She leaned her head back against the demon's shoulder while below she was jolted by the two men, her petals gripping Gartham's large but well-lubricated shaft. Her intimate insides were filled beyond anything she had dreamed of. She could feel a pressure building within her hot core, and she sang soft notes on each heavy breath.

*Do not squander your power!* Labolas' voice strained in her mind. She could feel the frayed thought, and sensed something primal behind it. Labolas growled at the night sky as he began to hammer his hips against her buttocks. She felt an urge touch her from him, as ancient as sex itself, and almost lost herself in it. *Destroy him!* Labolas growled in her mind, the cohesion of the thought almost unintelligible to her, and she knew he had passed the point of no return.

She leaned forward and threw her arms around Gatham's neck, her own orgasm mounting, and she tried with all her willpower to hold it back, but she knew that in moments, she would fail, for Gartham began to buck wildly, his large shaft hardening even more with the power of Lu's erotic link with him.

"Ah!" The warrior gasped.

Lu felt something tickle her cheek, and out of the corner of her eye she saw one silver strand in Gartham's hair that was not like the others. He had a spiderweb caught on his head. She grabbed it along with all the hair she could fit in her hand, and pulled on it, yanking Gartham's head back. Gartham burst inside her, his seed flooding her vaginal canal, stretching her even further as he pushed up with his legs, holding his thick, pulsing member inside her. Labolas released as well, growling a groan of primal ecstasy. His immense penis pulsed, and demonic seed gushed from her stretched sphincter as he slid his shaft in to the hilt.

"Mnaez," Lu cried out, her body suddenly quaking in climax, "maaq qae xnael! Bindu esaeu rael!" She dripped oily sweat from her convulsing buttock, her insides quivering at her own release of nectar, mixing with Gartham's pearly essence.

Aftershocks jolted all three of them, and Lu felt as though a thunderbolt had just burst from her very soul, and it seemed to echo in her mind. Finally, she released Gartham's hair from her grip, and leaned back against Labolas, still impaled upon them. She looked in Gartham's eyes, and tried to feel him though her empathic link. His face was frozen in a gentle expression of bliss and wonder, and he stared back into her eyes, silent and captivated. Lu made a quiet sound as she cleared her throat.

"Chief Gartham," she said, "don't tell anyone about what happened here, and help me get my mountain back."

"It shall be as you command, my queen."

****** to be continued ******