A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Erik continued driving into his beloved partner from behind. His arm was now wrapped around her neck, while his other hand was furiously working the poor fairy's clit.

Meanwhile, Elora was simply gripping the sheets, moaning loudly, and giving her body over to Erik. In the end, despite her dominance and mischief, she loved simply getting fucked by her husband relentlessly.

Oftentimes, sex between Erik and Elora was a play they liked to put on, during which Erik tried, and ultimately failed, to make her submit, other times, it was just an expression of love. This time, however, it was simply an expression of lust.

Elora's efforts with Anne earlier, combined with Emma's attention to his balls, had made Erik a little frustrated, and now he needed to vent. Of course, Erik was perfectly aware that Elora had orchestrated the entire thing.

It was obvious that, today, the fairy felt like being ravaged by the emperor she'd chosen for herself, and Erik was all to happy to oblige.

In the end, however, Elora was still the only one among his wives who could truly match both his sex drive, and his stamina. Even if Elora had already cum once.

Thus, it wasn't long before Elora orgasmed again, but this time, she took Erik with her. Elora moan-screamed into the surroundings, while her body trembled, and her pussy walls cramped around Erik's invasion. At the same time, Erik groaned, and exploded inside her, filling up the beautiful woman's womb.

When he was empty, Erik sagged down on top of Elora, his face entangling in her soft, crimson hair. Elora continued trembling from aftershocks for a while. But eventually, they were both done and panting heavily.

Erik pulled himself out, and rolled off to the side, to lie next to her on his back. They turned their heads towards each other and both grinned in orgasmic bliss. Nothing needed to be said. They loved each other, body, mind, soul, and they both knew how much they loved sex.

Suddenly, as they stared at each other, Erik suddenly felt a wet tongue licking his soft cock. He raised an eyebrow, and his head, to look down his body. There, he noticed a blushing Anne, carefully cleaning his dick while looking up at him with parts frustration, part embarrassment, and part lust.

"Oh?" Erik grinned slightly, while his little soldier was quickly rising once again. "I figured it was just Elora's provocation and overwhelming lust before, but you seem more lucid now."

A smirking Elora also sat up next to him, to look at the embarrassed werelynx trying to please her master.

"I— It was… and I am…" Anne muttered softly between licks. "But… I still feel… so hot inside… and you taste so good… so, since I've already given in anyway… I just want to feel as good as the others… S— So please reward me…"

Still grinning, Erik sat up, before extending his hand, and caressing Anne's head. She shivered a little from his touch. "Is that so?" he asked devilishly. "But what if I give you a second chance? What if I said that only vaginal sex counts for our deal?"

Immediately, Anne stopped, and shivered harder, her gaze now cast downward. She remained quiet for a moment, before finally mumbling, "W— Why are you doing this to me?"

Erik trailed his hand down her face and lifted her chin to make her look into his piercing amber eyes.

"Because I want you to be mine, Anne," he told her possessively. "I won't love or marry you, but I still want you to be mine, body, heart, mind, and soul. You may say that's unfair, and it is. But I'm a selfish person. I want what I want, and I'll work hard to get it."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

His other hand caressed her body, and worked it's way down to her breasts, where he started fondling them, much to Anne's frustrated delight. The werelynx shivered under his touch.

"So give yourself to me, Anne. Fully, completely, and without pretence or caveats," he continued passionately. "You'll still get your revenge against the hunters, and I won't treat you badly. You'll always have my support, so long as I have your service, and you'll feel immense pleasure during all of it."

Anne continued shivering as she looked up at him. For a moment, she remained silent. Then, she gulped, and whispered hoarsely, "E— Ever since my mom died… my life's been grey, and I've felt only partly alive… Can you give my life colour back?"

"I can promise I will try," Erik said sternly.

Anne gulped again, but then nodded, "T— Then… okay."

Erik's grin returned, and he pulled her up slightly by the chin, "Will you be a good girl for me?"

The werelynx's breath quickened, and she nodded slightly, her eyes were large and slightly wet.

"Then get on your back, and spread your lower lips for me," he ordered her dominantly. Then, he released her, causing her to sag backward.

But, Anne wasted no time. She quickly lost the underwear she was still wearing, and did as he asked, presenting her pussy for him to do with as he pleased.

Meanwhile, a smirking Elora had used her wings to fly up, and deposit herself next to the masturbating Astrid. From there, they both began to enjoy Anne's fall.

Erik bend himself over the latest addition to his harem. His cock rubbed against her lips, which she was still holding open for him, causing her eyes to flutter. "You're not a virgin, right?" he asked her, curiously.

She shook her head and stuttered, "N— No. S— Sorry, Master. There were one or two others…" She was clearly trying her best, but calling him Master still came with some difficulty.

But that would come with time.

"That's okay, Anne," Erik smiled while caressing her cheek. "But from today forward, I will be your only man, no matter what, understood?"

Anne gulped and nodded, looking up at him with eyes full of fear and lust.

"Don't be afraid, Anne," he soothed her, while prodding her entrance with his cock. "Just enjoy."

Then, he pushed forward.

* * *

About ten minutes later, Emma re-entered the room with a tray of tea. Erik was now once again resting against the headboard, with Astrid and Elora nestled against his chest on either side. Their eyes were closed, as they were clearly resting.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the bed was Anne, shivering, cum leaking from her pussy, and a silly smile on her face. Only, her eyes were closed, as appeared to have fainted from pleasure.

Emma only had eyes for her husband, however. She quickly filled a cup of tea for him, and then crawled onto the bed with it, before handing it over with a bright smile. "Here you are, Master," she chirped happily.

It was truly a mystery how she could be so happy merely serving another, but Erik had stopped asking himself those questions. He'd made it clear to Emma she could be whatever she wanted to be, and until she indicated otherwise, he was going to enjoy his second wife's proclivities.

"Thank you, Emma," he smiled at her. "I could use some hydration."

"You're welcome!" she exclaimed with a gaze full of love. Then, she looked down, and noticed his cock was still stained with fluids. So, she looked back up. "Would you like me to clean you, Master?" she asked, causing Erik to truly wonder what kind of saint he'd been in a past life to earn this kind of karma.

But, of course, he wasn't going to refuse, and nodded. "You are truly a treasure, my beloved Glimmer. I would love that. But afterwards, we all need to get back to training, alright?"

Emma giggled and nodded, before bending down and getting to work, while Erik drank his tea.

Truly, their home was one of sexual debauchery. It was only thanks to their discipline and strict planning that they still managed to get any training done.