Lukas awoke to a pleasant sight - the most pleasant sight he could imagine, frankly. His Asrai twin…lovers were spooned on either side of him in bed. Blonde Arahan and dark-haired Naestra. Arahan was blissfully snuggled up against his toned body while she slept - a state that he was still getting used to. Making love to the point of her exhaustion was the only relief he could ever get from her fiery temper. Naestra seemed to fare better, smiling as she slept but stirring slightly when Lukas readjusted himself.
He had been dreaming of home; of his sister Ava showing off her clay pottery to him, of his little brother Christof wanting to play another game of soldier with him, of his stepfather Sven showing him the newest armaments that he’d crafted from his forge. Lukas began to dwell on his family more and more, wondering if they believed him to be dead. Certainly it had been some time since he’d been back home, and any survivors from his unit might have sent word back to Reikland by now of his supposed fate.
Looking down at the beautiful elf women nestled against him, he felt conflicted. Knowing that they were both pregnant with his offspring had certainly changed everything. He had been planning to make his way back home now that he was nearly well enough to travel again. He was anxious to see his family again. But this change in circumstances made him reconsider this course of action. He felt at least partially responsible for Naestra and Arahan’s pregnancy, and was honorbound to help them raise the children when they were born. Assuming the wood elves even allowed him to stay past his recovery.
He supposed he had time yet to plan his next move.
Lukas had only begun to drift off again in the hopes of getting a couple more hours of sleep when he was awoken by a strange sound. It sounded to him like the fluttering of wings. Beyond the hut, it sounded as if the forest itself had completely come alive. Birds chirped throughout the entire glade, wolves howled in the distant boughs of the woods, and he saw a flock of deer sprinting through the edge of the glade in the window beyond the hut. Athel Loren itself seemed to announce the arrival of a visitor.
The door to the hut drew open, seemingly of its own accord, and Lukas’ eyes widened at the sight before him. A beautiful, blue-skinned feminine creature fluttered before him sporting two magnificent and vibrant wings akin to those of blue/purple-colored butterfly wings and a pair of moth-like long eyebrows as well. She wore a green sheer gown that only accentuated her figure beneath. The woman had an ethereal, otherworldly presence about her, with striking, iris-less eyes that seemed to peer right through him. Even Naestra and Arahan did not appear so…serene.
The woman cocked her head at him, seeming to observe him with fascination as if he was a most curious specimen. He sat there dumbstruck for several moments under her gaze, unsure of what to say to her. He began to worry if he had anything to fear from her, especially given the two naked wood elf women nestled against him.
After several moments, the woman finally spoke to him. “So…you are the Man that my emissaries have chosen as their mate,” the woman said. There wasn’t any condemnation in her voice, just curiosity and matter-of-fact simplicity. Lukas blinked, taken aback by the elemental tenor of her voice. She sounded like some sort of goddess. Perhaps she was.
Given where he currently was, he knew it was fruitless to deny it. “I am.”
She looked at Naestra and Arahan before gazing back at him. “Do you know who I am?”
He took her in for several moments, his eyes widening. He felt like a fool for not realizing sooner, after she’d referred to his two elf lovers as her emissaries. “You- you’re Queen Ariel, are you not?”
She smiled. “A perceptive young man I see. Good.” Ariel fluttered closer to him as he sat up in bed. “Allow me to get a closer look at you.” When he was within reach, Ariel reached across Arahan gently taking hold of his chin. Her expression was impossible to read, but to his credit he did not flinch under her gaze.
After a few moments, she smiled sagely. “I see that Naestra and Arahan chose well. Your heart is pure and valorous, young one.”
He blinked, not sure how to respond. How could she glean so much about him from a mere glance? Lukas gave her a grateful nod, staying silent.
On either side of him, he heard Naestra and Arahan both stirring. The raven-haired and blond-haired sisters seemed to wake up at the same time, rubbing their eyes.
Arahan groaned. “Ugh, sister, is he murmuring in his sleep again?!” She turned over on her side, her eyes widening when she saw Ariel’s majestic form hovering over near the bed. “Oh…
“...my queen,” Naestra finished for her sister. Both of the Sisters of Twilight hopped down from the bed, bowing in supplication to Queen Ariel.
Ariel looked disapprovingly at her two girls with her arms crossed, her wings fluttering behind her. “My chosen emissaries… I see your vigilant watch of our borders has grown less vigilant of late.”
“Oh…no!” Arahan exclaimed brashly, rubbing her arm. Neither she nor her sister made any attempt to cover up their nudity in front of their queen, not seeming fazed by it in the least. “We can assure you, the border is secure! We have just been…”
“Distracted, my queen,” Naestra added, looking equally sheepish as her sister before their patron.
Ariel shook her head scoldingly with a smile. “So it would seem.” She sat down in an oak chair with her legs crossed while she appraised the two other Asrai females before her. The blue-skinned elf queen then looked at Lukas, who seemed fearful in the face of her disapproval. “Fear not, young one. The fault lies with my emissaries, not with you. You suffered great injury whilst fighting the vile Skaven that threatened our borders. My girls trust you, as do I.” Lukas’ shoulders sagged with relief that there would be no punishment for him having lied with her “daughters.” He wondered perhaps if that would change once she found out about the pregnancy.
She looked back at Naestra and Arahan. “Your duties have…slacked, my darling emissaries. In more ways than one. To mate is only natural, but you failed to properly share your plans with me. This young human male has planted his seed inside you, and you did not think to share this revelation with me in person?”
Naestra and Arahan looked away in shame, and Ariel tsk’d both of them scoldingly. “Worse still, I was forced to explain your actions to Devlin and Cordal. Your chosen mates were incensed at first. You’ve robbed both of them the chance to plant their lifeseed in your wombs before a much younger man of the Empire was able to. But I have cooled their anger. I explained to them that this young man’s short lifespan will render their jealousy immaterial in time.”
“Thank you, my Queen,” both twins spoke in unison, looking down at the floor sullenly.
“Nevertheless,” Ariel intoned forebodingly with an oddly mischievous grin for a being so pure, “a punishment is due for both of you.”
With that, the wood elf queen fluttered up from the chair. Lukas’ eyes widened when Ariel flicked her wrist, her green gown falling to the floor and leaving the matronly monarch completely nude before him and the two sisters.
The wood elf queen’s body was beyond breathtaking. The immortal mage-queen’s blue body had not an ounce of excess fat, yet her hips had just the perfect amount of curve. And her breasts were full and plump, even larger than Naestra’s and Arahan’s, both of them dotted with dark blue nipples. Her pussy lips were plump and aroused, and a small tuft of hair matching the colorful mane atop her head adorned her pubic mound.
Ariel smiled as she floated over to the bed, and Lukas was awestruck by her body. He found himself rooted in place as she approached him.
Quite literally rooted in place, in fact.
While he’d been so busy gawking at her, the man of the Empire had not noticed that a series of forest vines had crept in through the window behind the bed, wrapping around all four of his limbs. He struggled against them, but the green vines were stronger than they looked. When he looked back up at the queen fearfully, it took him a moment to realize that she’d not even used an inkling of her power to bend nature to her will and keep him locked in place.
“Relax, young Lukas,” Ariel purred. “I am not going to harm you. Quite the opposite, in fact.” Her ethereal eyes traced over his nude body.
“Why am I restrained then?”
Ariel smiled indulgently as her wings carried her close to him. Her vines had lifted him entirely off of the ground, suspending him in mid air above the bed and keeping his body spread-eagle up in the air. He shivered as she touched him for the first time, running her hands over his athletic torso, tracing her fingers delicately over his biceps. “Because that is how the queen wishes to indulge.” She looked down at his throbbing erection with a smile. “And I can see that a part of you likes this.”
Lukas shrugged, blushing. “Perhaps…” he murmured under his breath.
As her fingers explored his body, she turned and looked at Naestra and Arahan. The sisters of Twilight were standing by and watching these proceedings, pouting like punished children would. “You two are to watch, but not interfere. May you not pleasure yourselves unless I allow you to.”
Naestra sighed and Arahan grumbled, “Yes my queen,” they both said in unison.
Satisfied, Ariel turned her attention back to Lukas. Her blue fingers gently wrapped themselves around his throbbing peach-colored shaft and he took a deep breath from the gentle touch on his cock. “What a delightfully thick stem, young one,” Ariel commented with amazement. Her hand stroked his erection while she used two fingers to swab at the flushed mushroom-shaped head of his cock, two of her fingers playing with his precum and smearing it around the head.
“A virile member such as this must not go to waste. I can see why my girls were taken by you, young man,” Ariel cooed, leaning down and planting gentle kisses down his chest, migrating lower and lower. He shivered with anticipation, his skin growing flushed from the intimate treatment. “My emissaries showed you the hospitality of Athel Loren, but it is my duty to welcome you properly.”
Her fingers began to lovingly stroke his prick, precum bubbling up from the tip. The elf queen massaged his length with a firm yet also gentle grip. Lukas could not help himself, bucking upward into his grip as she smiled, adding a second hand to the mix and tickling his virile balls. When he looked off to the side, he saw Naestra sharing a small smile with him while Arahan scowled with jealousy from being forced to watch her queen have fun with her boytoy.
It became clear to him very quickly that Ariel definitely knew what she was doing. She had a skill that came with ages of experience. Her stroking motions were not random, but practiced and with purpose, massaging his shaft with her hands with the right amount of firmness, but always knowing just when to be gentle and delicate with the sensitive underside of his cockhead with every stroke.
Lukas had enjoyed his time immensely with Naestra and Arahan; in a relatively short time, he had formed a connection with the sisters that he had not shared with anyone else. They had nursed him back to health, protected him and loved him in more ways than one. He was even beginning to enjoy the quirks that came with navigating their polar opposite personalities. But that said, even he had to admit that there was something…unique about their “mother” Ariel sexually pleasing him. She had a regality and confidence that one could only find in a refined, older woman. It was different, but no less arousing to him than when he was with one or both of the sisters.
Ariel smiled knowingly when she noticed him bucking his hips slightly into her firm grip, his peach-colored cock sliding into her delicate blue grip. Though his time with Naestra and Arahan had helped give him more staying power, Ariel's fingers were just too good at what they were doing. One hand tenderly cradled his balls, tickling them while the other hand stroked the shaft.
“It has been many a year since I’ve had the privilege to pleasure a man of your Empire,” Ariel purred seductively, her hands not ceasing their ministrations. “Does my touch please you?”
Lukas eagerly nodded from the rhetorical question.
Ariel nodded contentedly. “Good.” She turned to look at her girls even as her hand was still pumping his shaft, prompting masculine moans from the young man. “You see, Naestra, Arahan? Sometimes a deft touch is all that one requires to sate a male’s needs,” the magequeen said, as if she were giving valuable instruction to her acolytes.
Naestra, ever the good one, nodded attentively with a smile as she sat and watched. Arahan meanwhile rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
“Now, now, Arahan. Sulking is beneath you. And yes, perhaps you are right. Sometimes a bit more…encouragement may be required.”
With that, she turned back to Lukas and ceased her stroking. Her long blue fingers dabbed at his cockhead where her skillful handjob had brought a great deal of precum bubbling up from his urethral opening. She collected some on her pointer finger and dipped it into her mouth. The queen’s iris-less eyes seemed to somehow widen slightly as she tasted his precum.
“Your nectar is quite pleasant, Lukas Reinhurst. I can see that you have a good diet. If I may, I believe I shall…” she reached down and gripped his shaft at its base, leaning her head down, “taste you properly.”
She took him into her mouth, her plush blue lips sealed around his cockflesh as he sank into her gullet. Lukas desperately tried to grab onto something, and found that the only thing within reach were the vines wrapped around his wrists. The elf queen chuckled in her throat when he reflexively bucked his hips up, sinking more inches of his member into her mouth. She seemed not at all offended by his lack of self-control, almost as if she had been expecting such a reaction, if not welcoming it. Still, he did not wish to completely devolve into some sort of rutting beast. What kind of impression would that give toward the queen of Athel Loren?
Seeing that he was holding back, scrunching his face up and biting his tongue as she sucked half his cock into her mouth, Ariel stopped briefly. She slipped his cock from her lips, saying, “There is no need to restrain yourself. You have a pleasant voice. I quite like hearing your moans. No need to hold back your movements either. You are quite a mouthful, young one, but nothing I cannot handle.”
With her encouragement, Queen Ariel quickly dove down onto his cock again, swallowing over half of it once again, proving that she was more than capable of being forceful as well as nurturing. Not that Lukas minded. Soon enough, he discovered that Ariel was just as skilled with her mouth, lips and tongue as she was with her hands. The matronly older elf woman began bobbing her head up and down his human cock with long, deep strokes, humming out a pleased “mmm” sound deeply in her throat as she did. Obliging her earlier request, Lukas began to moan to his heart’s content, giving honest reactions to how well she was orally servicing him. He bucked his hips up into her mouth, and she was always there to curl her tongue around his most sensitive spot underneath his cock head, his shaft sinking into her throat again and again.
Off to the side, Naestra and Arahan were now looking quite anxious. Having to watch this without being able to pleasure themselves now seemed to be taking its toll, as they rubbed their knees together and looked enviously at Ariel making a proverbial meal out of hungrily sucking his cock, her dazzling blue head of head bobbing in his lap again and again, her eyes never leaving his. Even the patient and composed Naestra seemed to wish that it was her sucking on Lukas’ manly member instead.
Lukas could not believe that he was lucky enough to be in this position. The two sisters had already been more luck than he ever deserved, let alone having the queen of the wood elves fellate him. His lustful gaze was fixed on Ariel’s lips wrapped tightly and wetly around his girth as she pushed and pulled him in and out of her gullet with gusto, lashing every sensitive spot with her tongue with inhuman precision as she did. He couldn’t help but also cast the odd gaze down at her beautiful blue breasts as she used her mouth on him. Her flawless, ageless body enraptured him, and he couldn’t help but envision a few other scenarios.
Noticing him looking at her other assets, Ariel’s white eyes widened and she removed her mouth from his throbbing pillar. “A wonderful idea, young Lukas,” Ariel cooed as she somehow was able to read his mind. She floated up a bit so that her chest was level with his cock. “I am pleased that my body arouses you so.”
Before he could stammer any sort of dumbfounded response, Ariel had squished his cock between her full, matronly blue breasts. Without any preamble, she began raising and lowering her chest, squeezing his cock with her breasts. He moaned and watched as his prick emerged from the blue crevice between her ample breasts, precum bubbling from his tip. The elf queen smiled and flicked her tongue against his cocktip each time it reappeared from between her bosom. Lukas couldn’t help but hump his way between her breasts, which she welcomed readily. He felt a pleasant sensation building, his balls churning.
“Do not hold back, young one. Release!” She intoned eagerly, raising and lowering her chest faster, harder as she encased his member.
Lukas slammed his eyes shut, groaning. The red-haired young man could not hold back any longer. He bucked his hips up between her breasts one last time and let loose. Ropes of sticky semen spurted from his cockhead, painting Ariel’s blue breasts white. The elf queen hungrily opened her mouth, catching as much of his pearly white seed as she could. After about the fourth spurt, she leaned her head down and sealed her lips around his flushed cocktip, ensuring that the last few spurts of his sperm-rich cum were shot directly into her mouth while she hummed around his member.
He felt completely drained as the gorgeous elf queen skillfully milked him for all he was worth. He felt her tongue cleaning his cock as well as heard her devouring every last drop of semen that he’d coated her chest, neck and face with. When he opened his eyes, he saw the serene queen’s cheeks bulging with his cum as she looked pointedly in Naestra and Arahan’s direction. They looked positively jealous as she leaned her neck back and swallowed his entire load.
Ariel turned back to the astonished young man. “A divine, rich flavor. Thank you for the gift of your lifeseed.”
Lukas let out a tired laugh, falling slack against the vines binding him. “I should be thanking you.”
Ariel grinned cunningly. “You are about to.” Her wings floated her into a standing position above him, and he could see her juices trickling down her leg. “It has been some time since a male has aroused me so. Come…let us procreate now.”
She leaned down and stroked a finger over his wilting member. At once, he felt rejuvenated in more ways than one. His cock firmed up into a throbbing erection once more, and his “reserves” felt resupplied, so to speak. New energy coursed through his body just from a mere touch from the forest demigoddess.
Lukas watched with bated breath as Ariel’s wings hovered her just over his erection. She reached down and used two fingers to spread herself open so he could see her soaked blue sex. She was mere inches away from taking him inside her.
“You have admirable stamina, young man of the Empire,” she intoned seductively. She gripped hold of his girthy, erect cock, jerking it and holding it in place. “I think I shall greatly enjoy mating with you. My emissaries certainly did. And just as you released your seed inside of them, you may do the same with me, if you wish. Whenever you are ready, young one, just let it out. There is no need to hold back.”
Sigmar, what a tempting offer. Still, impregnating the queen’s emissaries was one thing. Impregnating the queen herself was something else entirely.
“I, err, don’t know if I want to make an enemy of King Orion. With all due respect.”
Ariel smiled. “My beloved has already been made aware of my intentions. He did not protest. Any offspring that you and I create will be protected and loved within Athel Loren’s boughs.”
Lukas’ eyes widened. “O- oh. I…suppose that’s good then. If that is the case…” he looked up at Ariel and licked his lips with a smile.
Ariel floated above his cock, rubbing her slit up and down his shaft, her juices trickling down his erect cock as she did. After repeating this several times, she raised herself up slightly using only her wings, her sex hole positioned right above him. As she held his gaze she let her matronly body drop, sinking herself down onto his long, thick member. His manly moan was drowned out by her elemental yet feminine moan of bliss as he filled her. At once, he experienced a sensation the likes of which he’d scarcely felt before. The elf queen’s pussy seemed to methodically milk him in ways he didn’t think were possible. Velvety blue inner walls blanketed and massaged his cockflesh with the perfect combination of firm grip and soft gentle caresses.
“Yes, yes! Wonderful!” Ariel moaned, the queen’s matronly blue body undulating atop him as every inch of his cock sank inside her, tickling her cervix. He watched her blue breasts swaying and dancing as she rocked herself above him, stirring his cock around inside her to pleasure herself with. She looked back down at him again. “Are you comfortable, young Man?”
He squirmed against his bonds slightly with a sigh. “Well, erm, I do wish I could move my arms and legs more,” he replied with an awkward laugh.
She smiled coyly. “I will have you free soon enough. But I can see your true desires, and can tell that you actually like being in this position. You are helpless to control your own fate, and all you can do is trust that I will be good to you and sate your needs. And you enjoy that control taken away from you.”
Lukas’ cheeks burned bright red, but he could not deny her words. As before, she saw right through him, and no doubt also felt his cock stiffen inside her even harder from her salacious words. He sheepishly nodded.
Ariel grinned. “So you just watch and enjoy the sensations my body will bring you.”
Lukas could not argue with that. The young man of the Empire just laid back slack against the vines restraining him as he basked in the feeling of Ariel’s surprisingly tight pussy sliding up and down his member. He looked down and enjoyed the sight of her blue petals sliding up his pale shaft, coating it in his dewy nectar before she slid back down again, her pussy lips mashed against the base of his cock.
For a moment or two, Lukas worried that his manhood might not be enough for her. Surely such a divine and aged being such as her had many such experiences with mating in her long life, and penetration alone might have been too generic of an endeavor for her, even if he was not in any position to add his hands to the mix at that moment. But judging from her majestic moans spilling from her lips and the way she seemed to delight in grinding herself on his pole and riding him with such vigor, he did not appear to be lacking for her in any way. Sheathing him inside her seemed to be more than enough to get the pleasure she wanted.
He held on for dear life so as not to orgasm before she did. He would never forgive himself if he allowed himself to spoil his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to mate with the queen of Athel Loren by climaxing prematurely. Fortunately, his many, many trysts with the sisters had done much to improve his stamina and his staying power, and he was confident that he could hold on long enough. It was a struggle, however, both in a physical and visual sense. He was enraptured by her gorgeous, matronly body and full breasts swaying as she rode him, her vibrant wings fluttering to keep her aloft. Whilst down below, the queen’s rhythmic milking sensation of her blue inner walls along his shaft was nearly enough to make him pop off on the spot.
Lukas closed his eyes and basked in the sensations being lovingly bestowed upon him. A few moments later however, he heard the magequeen let out a surprised gasp.
“I do believe I commanded you both to restrain yourselves!”
He opened his eyes, his curiosity getting the better of him, and saw Naestra and Arahan standing atop the bed so that their heads were level with Ariel’s chest as she rode him in mid-air. So deft and light-footed were their movements, that he had not even felt the bed shift when they mounted it.
Both sisters were on either side of their queen, their lips closed around Ariel’s nipples. Lukas gaped from the intensely arousing sight, as both sisters - one dark-haired and one light-haired - nursed on their queen’s ample blue bosom. He knew that this was not a truly familial affair as Ariel was not technically their mother. But she was close enough to being a mother to them for this to appear taboo, and yet no less arousing. Lukas had already witnessed Naestra and Arahan fooling around with each other, so he supposed it did not come as that much of a surprise for them to do likewise with their mother-figure and queen.
Either way, he felt himself throbbing even harder inside Ariel’s quim as it slid up and down his cock.
“We apologize, my queen,” Naestra said breathily, unlatching her lips from Ariel’s breast for a moment, panting. “We know we were wrong to disobey you, but we could not control ourselves. Punish us again as you see fit, but please do not ask us to stand by and watch again!”
Arahan’s mouth likewise popped off of Ariel’s right nipple. “Well, I am not sorry! How could you expect us to stand by and not participate?! We’d be fools not to join the fun…my queen.”
Ariel rolled her eyes at her girls’ antics, even as her body kept rocking and undulating atop Lukas’ thick member. She removed her hands from his athletic chest and ran her hands lovingly through Naestra and Arahan’s hair, pulling their heads back down to her breasts again so that their mouths could latch themselves to her nipples once more.
“Very well. I shall forgive you this one time, my emissaries,” she begrudgingly conceded. “N- now, attend to your queen while I attend to our male guest!”
The twin sisters let out a muffled, “yes, my queen!” which was barely intelligible with their lips and tongues attending to her matronly breasts. Soon enough, Lukas groaned when he felt Naestra’s delicate fingers reaching down and playing with his balls while he heard Ariel let out a deep feminine moan as Arahan reached a finger down to play with her blue clit. From the increasingly needy sounds the queen was making, he could tell that she was getting closer to her own release.
That release came about moments later, and neither Lukas nor the sisters were prepared for the intensity of it. She hugged Naestra and Arahan’s raven and blonde heads to her bosom while at the same time her vines tugged Lukas’ whole body upward, burying his thick cock even deeper inside the queen so that he was actually pressing into her womb ever so slightly. Lukas’ eyes widened as Ariel let out a triumphant, elemental matronly moan that seemed to shake the entire forest awake, the wildlife of Athel Loren answering her call with howls of their own off in the distance. She ground her pussy around his cock, stirring his member while she shuddered around him and a juicy liquidy sensation soaked his cockflesh.
The elf queen clamped down on his cock so tightly, but somehow not enough to cause him discomfort. He had never felt such a velvety, rhythmic milking sensation surrounding his glans in all his life - it was as if her inner blue walls were “pulsing” around him, drawing out his lifeseed like water from a well. This was more than just a climax for her: it was quite literally her summoning his seed to impregnate her. And Lukas naturally allowed his body to answer her in kind.
The human spearman looked down at their point of union as he humped his hips up into the blue-skinned older beauty, succumbing to the breathtaking sensations of her sex. With one final upward thrust, he let loose the floodgates, enduring what was perhaps the most intense orgasm he’d ever had thus far. His cockhead pressed past a barrier inside the elf queen that was even tighter, but Ariel did not seem at all distressed or pained that he had invaded her womb and poked past her cervix. She actually smiled with satisfaction, rocking above him as she continued to orgasm.
“That’s it, young one! I feel it rise…” she moaned, her deep, matronly tenor sending shivers down his spine, her vibrant wings fluttering behind her as she shuddered. Lukas felt his hot white seed rushing up his shaft, coaxed inch by inch up his fleshy pillar by her milking cunt like many soft fingers massaging him at once. When the first thick, frothy sperm-filled rope of his cum blasted deep into her womb, Ariel groaned with delight. “...Y- yes! I f- feel it! So warm…so plentiful! Fertilize me, virile Man of the Empire!”
Even if Lukas could resist such a demand, he had not the slightest inkling to do so. He humped his hips upwards, his cockhead embedded into her womb as rope after thick rope of his pearly white semen basted the inside of the elf queen’s welcoming, fertile baby chamber. The young man did not know such euphoria was possible, as each rhythmic pulse of her blue pussy around his sensitive cock brought out at least a dozen gushing spurts of his human baby batter delivered into the elf queen’s deepest sanctum, inseminating her completely. And her orgasm seemed to overlap and dwarf his, her moan almost like a chant that drowned out his meager masculine sounds of pleasure. And all the while, Naestra and Arahan continued to help stimulate both of them, only amplifying their moment of ecstasy and synergy.
Lukas felt like he had passed out for a moment or two there. He saw stars, but the queen’s vines were thankfully there to prevent him from tumbling to the earth beneath. When his orgasm came to an end, he felt nothing but a warm deluge of his own semen surrounding his cock. His body had worked overtime to produce every possible drop of cum that his glands were capable of producing, delivering all of it into the queen of Athel Loren’s eager and welcoming reproductive system.
When he opened his eyes, Ariel was smiling down at him, her blue cheeks blushed with a darker hue of blue as Naestra and Arahan extracted their lips from her tender nipples. She let out a long, pleasured sigh, and Lukas could not help but feel immensely proud of the raggedness in the elf queen’s breath, knowing that he had been the one to bring her to such a state.
“What a joyous mating, young Lukas. How do you feel?”
He gave an exhausted smile. “Very tired, your grace. But…incredible, I will admit.” He looked down at her taut blue belly and saw that it was actually slightly bloated compared to how it looked just moments ago. Or perhaps he was imagining things. “Do you, erm, truly think that I may have…impregnated you?” he asked with trepidation and uncertainty.
She intoned a deep chuckle. “Not ‘may have’, my dear. You quite certainly just impregnated me. Already, I can sense the process that will create new life inside me.” She placed a hand to her lower blue belly, where he had filled her womb to the brim with his seed. “Thank you for the most precious gift of new life.”
Lukas looked at Ariel as she rubbed her midriff, inwardly shrugging. If the ageless monarch was not concerned about it, then why should he be? “It was my pleasure, Queen Ariel.”
She smiled and lifted herself up off his prick slowly as Arahan and Naestra pulled back to give her room. When her wings lifted her up off his body, his cock escaped her blue pussy wetly. She ran her fingers through her colorful tuft of pubic hair before spreading herself open, cooing at the utter deluge of white human semen that he’d filled her tight fertile blue sex hole with. She cupped a hand to her crotch as if trying to keep as much of his seed inside her as she could, not wanting any of it to escape her.
Lukas found himself being lowered back down to the earth, happy to feel the soft feather bed beneath him again. The naked young man looked off to the side as he saw the vines untangle his four limbs. He rubbed his wrists and watched as they slowly receded back into the forest again.
Ariel turned to Naestra and Arahan. The two sisters had kept a reasonable distance, not wishing to risk their queen’s ire after they’d already disobeyed her once. They kept their hands folded in front of them, though Lukas couldn’t help but note them looking enviously as his limp penis again.
She raised a brow at them. “You two may patrol the grove for a while. Understood?”
They gave her an affirmative, donning their clothing. They’d be foolish to defy her twice, after all. After they left, Ariel turned back to him, fluttering toward the bed. Her expression softened as she looked at him compassionately. “Sleep now, young Lukas. Recover your strength. Then, we mate again.”
He looked at her with surprise. “Again?”
She smirked knowingly. “The Queen of the wood welcomes you to Athel Loren.”
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Lukas wandered the glade for some time. His body still glistened with water from the pond that he’d bathed in earlier, but he was hesitant to return to the outpost just yet. He was not stalling or avoiding the twin sisters or their queen - the three had become a bright spot in an otherwise miserable military campaign. But he needed some time on his own to collect his thoughts.
He stretched out his muscles as he paced along the path from the pond, testing out his own body. By now, he could move around completely unassisted, his wounds having completely healed by this point. The worst he got was a dull ache at nighttime. Of course, the two sisters and now Queen Ariel were putting him through his paces with their frequent lovemaking, and he was able to physically respond to them much more, now that he had fully recovered.
But while his body had healed, his heart remained divided.
“Have you lost your way?”
Lukas glanced upwards and saw Naestra smiling down at him, perched on a thick tree branch above. Her bow was slung over her shoulder rather than pointed at him, naturally. He had long since stopped fearing that from either of them, even from Arahan. Still, he had to remind himself of just how stealthy they were. He had not detected the raven-haired she-elf’s approach whatsoever. Had he been an enemy, he would not have seen anything. He’d be dead.
He snorted with a smirk, shaking his head and running a hand through his reddish hair. Naestra hopped down from the tree, standing before him. Lukas looked around. “Where are Arahan and your mother?”
“She is not our mother. Not really. But I suppose it isn’t far from the truth either,” she said, playing with her bowstring. “Nevertheless, Arahan and the queen are preoccupied at the outpost.”
“Is the queen reprimanding your sister for something?”
Naestra smirked. “Naturally. Her heavy-handedness in leaving no Skaven prisoners alive during that last incursion. The rat-men are cowardly by nature, and it might not have been hard to interrogate any survivors on the whereabouts of the rest of their ilk.”
Lukas nodded. “I suppose there is logic in that. Though given what those creatures did to my countrymen, I cannot say I pity what Arahan did to them.”
“I understand.” She sat down on a tree stump with her legs crossed, the dark-haired wood elf looking at him with a small frown. “Are you well, Lukas? You seem rather…dismayed. I would think you would be happy now that your body is whole again.”
Lukas sighed. “It is nothing I wish to burden you with.”
Naestra frowned, stroking his arm. “Come now, tell me. It does you no good to keep your troubles buried deep within.”
He nodded. “I suppose I am just homesick. I do not miss Reikland necessarily, but I do miss my brother, my sister, and my stepfather.”
“It is only natural to miss family,” Naestra said warmly. “Arahan, as frustrating as she is, is everything to me. I could not imagine being apart from her. She makes me whole.”
Lukas smirked. “I have noticed.” He looked off into the vibrant foliage, his mind wandering again. “I just need my family to know that I am still alive, at the very least.”
“Now that your wounds are healed, you can depart whenever you wish to return to them. I would be sad to see you leave. As would Arahan, even if she would never admit it,” Naesta said with a sad smile. “But I would understand.”
“That’s just it,” Lukas said. “I am torn in two. Part of me wants to remain here, with both of you. Especially now that you are with child. My child.”
Naestra leaned over and kissed him on the lips, the young man hugging the beautiful elf to him as if he did not wish to let her go. Pulling bad, she looked at him with a frown. “Arahan and I have a sacred duty. One that we cannot abandon.”
Lukas looked disappointed, feeling a sinking feeling as he felt she was rejecting him.
Naestra seemed to notice this and rubbed his back. “I will speak with the queen. Perhaps we can come to an accord. And in the meantime, you may decide your next course of action.”
He nodded, relaxing somewhat. “Thank you, Naestra. You’ve been very kind to me.”
She grinned, putting her hands to his shoulders and giving him a gentle shove off the tree stump and onto the soft earth beneath him. Before he knew it, the raven-haired beauty was sitting atop him, leaning down and planting gentle kisses on his lips. “When one so sweet and adorable comes into our midst, how else am I to treat him?”
Her hand rubbed over the growing bulge in his trousers, her expression suddenly looking very mischievous and Arahan-like. She unlaced his trousers while planting kisses down his toned torso, gradually navigating lower and lower, shivers running through his body all the while. She had a wicked glint in her eye as she deftly tugged his trousers down, his erect pink cock springing out in the process. She looked up into his face, her eyes seeking his permission without her needing to say anything. Lukas eagerly nodded and she grinned, expecting him to give such an answer but happy to have the confirmation all the same.
He let out a moan, digging his fingers into the grassy earth beneath him as her tongue flicked over his cockhead. A familiar warm, wet sensation blanketed his glans a few moments later as gentle slurping and sucking sounds filled the glade, her dark head of hair bobbing up and down in his lap. Her skillful lips and tongue coaxed more blood into his prick, bringing him to a full erection.
Lukas stroked a hand through Naestra’s raven locks as she serviced him gladly, moaning and humming as she slurped on his erection. He had nothing but adoration and affection for the she-elf who had taken his virginity and was now one of the mothers of his children. She had been the one to welcome him truly to the realm of the Asrai; even Arahan would’ve been more likely to leave him for dead at the time.
“Well well, what have we here?”
Lukas opened his eyes and saw Ariel playfully fluttering nearby, watching his and Naestra’s intimate activities with a smirk. Arahan was leaning up against a tree close by with her arms crossed while she likewise watched. By now, Lukas no longer felt any shame or embarrassment under the watchful gaze of these women. This had become far too frequent for that by now.
“I told you, my queen,” Arahan snorted. “This is how ‘diplomatic’ my dear sister truly is. Her diplomacy involves her mating and fornicating again and again at every opportunity. Now you see for yourself.”
Lukas moaned as Naestra nursed his prick even harder, taking him into her throat, seemingly not caring in the slightest that her queen and her sister were watching. Nothing could deter her from keeping her lips on his cock at this point.
“Perhaps, but I can certainly see how it could bring about very…advantageous results, Arahan,” Ariel jokingly replied. Lukas watched the matronly queen reach down, rubbing herself between her legs beneath her green gown.
Naestra pulled her mouth off of Lukas’ prick, leaving it flushed, throbbing and glistening with her saliva. The amorous wood elf gazed lustfully at the human male as if they were completely alone in the glade, not even hearing Ariel and Arahan.
She leaned down and placed her lips close to his ear. “Mate me, my beloved. Mate me in whichever manner you wish.”
Those words somehow made him even harder than he already was. And referring to him as her “beloved” made his heart pound in his chest. Eagerly, the young spearman of the Empire firmly gripped Naestra by her hourglass waist, flipped her over onto her back so that he was atop her. Naestra let out a gasp of giddy surprise, wrapping her legs around his bum.
Lukas slid his cock down onto her small strip of raven-colored pubic hair before mashing his pink cockhead up against her sex, rubbing himself up and down her dripping pink slit. When he settled himself up against her tight hole, he looked up into Naestra’s face to see that she looked very eager. She tugged his head down to snag his lips with hers while at the same time, her lithe, deceptively-strong legs wrapped around his bum and pulled him down into her, burying his cock inside her on one thrust. They moaned into each other’s kiss, and Lukas wasted no time in pumping in and out of her tight, wet pussy at a steady pace.
After a few pumps however, he paused briefly, leaving her gasping and mewling for more. He adjusted himself, untangling her legs from him and placing her legs on his shoulders. She smiled with joy from this new position which allowed him to get even deeper inside her. He commenced thrusting into her again while pressing her legs down so that they were close to her ears; thankfully, her flexible body could handle it.
“Oh my,” Ariel cooed. “This male is even more inventive than I thought, Naestra. You taught him well, it seems.”
Arahan snorted. “Do not encourage him.”
Naestra moaned into her male lover’s kiss, her body gently rocking with his thrusts. When they broke off from their kiss, Lukas looked into the dark-haired Asrai’s gaze, seeing nothing but love and passion there as she smiled at him, her fingers gently laced around the back of his neck. Her legs bounced and swayed atop his shoulders as he pumped down into her at a nice, steady rhythm.
“I hope my child will have your fiery red hair, Lukas,” Naestra whispered sweetly, leaning her head up to snag her lips with his.
Lukas grinned. “I wouldn’t count on that,” he replied, gently running his fingers through some of her raven-colored locks. “Yours will be hard to beat.”
“Either way,” she said warmly. “I know that this child will be just as sweet as their father.”
Off to the side, they heard Arahan audibly groan. “By Orion, their sweet nothings are just groan-worthy! Tell me I am wrong, my queen!” When they looked in her direction, they saw that her fingers were still idly diddling with a very wet pussy, despite all of her bluster about finding their romantic intimacy nauseating.
“Hush now, Arahan,” Ariel scolded. Lukas looked down and blushed when he saw that the magequeen was likewise touching herself while watching him make love to Arahan’s more even-tempered sister. Being the centerpiece of some kind of sexual peepshow is not something he would ever get used to. “I think it is quite endearing. Your sister understands that good souls deserve compassion, rather than just an arrow between the eyes.”
Arahan rolled her eyes, lying back on the grassy knoll into a more relaxed posture while she continued watching the human and her sister together. “Yes, well, all Lukas is good for is a plump member and virile seed. I don’t see the point of all the sweetness and light.”
“Is that so? Because the way I hear it, you have grown quite taken with the boy, engaging in passionate bliss with him not too dissimilar from what he and Naestra are doing at this very moment.”
Arahan looked away, shaking her head with denial. “Naestra lies, my queen. I could never…e- ever…” Even as she said it, however, she was likewise touching herself between her legs just as Ariel had been doing, while she watched Lukas ramp up his thrusts, the red-haired young man causing her sister’s legs to bounce atop his shoulders with every pump. Both of the elf women could hear the audible sound of Naestra’s wet pussy stretching to accommodate his girthy, long cock.
Ariel smirked at the blonde-haired sister’s insincerity. “Mmm, indeed. Never.” She pulled aside her green gown, pushing two fingers in and out of her plump blue pussy, the queen openly masturbating now to the sight of the human male and Arahan’s sister making love under the forest foliage.
They were building up a strong rhythm now, racing toward their blissful conclusion. Both of them were desperate and needy for each other, her pussy gripping him tightly each time he slid himself in and out of her inner pinkness. Naestra was moaning and whimpering with delight, whispering affectionate words up at her wonderful male lover while she reached up and tweaked her diamond hard pink nipples. Lukas likewise groaned, pushing himself inside her deep and grinding himself against her sensitive clit with his pelvis.
Lukas could sense Naestra’s climax drawing close by her increasingly needy moans and whimpers as she clutched at his body. Her tight cunt milked his cock, perhaps not as tightly as Ariel had when she had mated him, but just enough for him to finally let himself reach his orgasm. The moment she let out a squeal of bliss and soaked his member in her juices, he let out a smug smile of satisfaction, moaning as he buried himself inside her up to her cervix, pumping out spurts of cum deep inside her. Even if she was already well impregnated by him along with her sister, that did not stop him from spilling his load inside her once more. In fact, the fact that she was in such a state only emboldened him to do so even more.
They basked in a moment of shared bliss, Lukas and his first lover locking lips as he kept his cock embedded inside her as the last drops of his cum filled her up. Off to the side, they heard a disappointed groan from Arahan. It was enough to make both Lukas and Naestra break off their kiss, shaking their heads with a knowing smirk.
“That was rather pitiable, Naestra. You could not even last very long before you unraveled, and all thanks to the unrefined efforts of a young human.” As she said this, she withdrew her fingers from her cunt, and Lukas noted that they were covered in her juices from when she’d been rubbing herself off to him and Naestra. He could not determine if Arahan’s self-awareness was truly that poor, or if her sense of humor was far better than he thought.
“I do suppose there is only one way to find out then, my impetuous emissary,” Ariel said coyly with a challenging tone.
Arahan looked at her and then back at Lukas, huffing. Lukas could already see where this was going even before she made the decision. She was never one to back down from a blatant challenge, after all.
She petulantly stamped over to where Naestra and Lukas were lying in the grass. She gave Lukas a slap on the bum, shooing him off and out of her sister. He shook his head, muttering something unintelligible under his breath as he drew his half-hard cock out of Naestra’s cum-filled snatch.
The moment his cock came loose, her head fell into his lap. And in classic Arahan fashion, she wasted no time with teasing and got straight to the point, slurping his cock into her mouth. She let out a growl of indignation that barely masked the obvious lust underneath, her head pumping up and down in his lap. She forced him into her throat immediately, a lump forming a small bulge in her neck that traveled up and down each time Lukas’ cock pushed in and out. Though he’d only been half erect after the tryst with Naestra, the forceful nature of Arahan devouring his meat made him fully hard again in no time, and he was amazed at the ease that she deep-throated his cock now.
Unable to help himself with how infectious her unbridled lust for him was, Lukas was happy to reciprocate. He gripped Arahan’s blonde head in his hands and roughly began pumping his hips into her mouth, fucking her throat. She looked up at him angrily, but he could tell immediately how toothless the nonverbal threatening glare was, given that she had not bitten his dick off and he felt her tongue still quite readily curling around his cock each time he pushed in.
And of course, the most telltale sign of Arahan’s true feelings came in the form of her reaching back to rub her cunt, even as she continued pretending to be angry at him forcefully facefucking her.
“Arahan has been silenced for once. I think this is a rather welcome change,” Ariel opined, continuing to rub herself. This prompted a chuckle from Naestra, who was also watching with an amused smile while dipping a finger inside her cum-filled pussy to stir it around inside her.
Arahan muttered out some kind of retort, but with her mouth and throat filled with Lukas’ cock, all that came out was “gluk, gluk, gluk!” Lukas leaned her head back until he was practically squatting over her face, humping himself like a rutting wolf into her throat again and again. And yet to the amazement of all three onlookers - including Lukas himself - they heard an unmistakable throaty moan of pleasure from the fiery tempered blonde-haired she-elf. The rougher he got with her and dominated her, the more aroused she became.
He yanked his cock from her mouth with a forceful tug, letting her head go. She gasped for breath, looking up at him angrily with teary eyes. “W- whelp. I should put you in your place.”
Lukas rolled his eyes at her familiar bluster. “Of course, Arahan,” he chuckled.
She yelped when Lukas, feeling very invigorated, flipped her body over so that she was on her hands and knees. Positioning himself before her against her entrance, Arahan looked over her shoulder at him, still giving a defiant pout even as she shook her perky rump at him teasingly.
Taking the invitation to heart, Lukas gripped her bum in both hands and slammed his cock inside her, sheathing his entire shaft inside her in one smooth thrust. She arced her back and let loose a feminine squeal into the forest air as she was filled once again. He wasted no time in laying into her, pumping away at her tight cunt while his balls slapped against her ass.
“Is that the - oh, by Ariel, yes! - b- best you can d- do?!” Arahan spat back at him, the blonde-haired elf looking over her shoulder at Lukas. She rocked back against his thrusts, the movements and her moans betraying how insincere her defiance actually was.
He rolled his eyes at her by-now familiar bluster while he ramped up his thrusts, drilling his cock deeply into her until he was hitting her cervix with his cockhead. This prompted an expletive of unrestrained bliss while he pounded his cock into her even faster, his hips going into overdrive. He pressed her body down into the grass beneath him as he gave it to her harder, and faster, his balls slapping against her pussy again and again each time he bottomed out in her inner pinkness as he was now prone boning her.
“Adeptly done, young Lukas!” Ariel complimented. He looked over at the elf queen and saw that she was smiling while rubbing her mature blue pussy while enjoying the display of him ravaging her blonde-haired protector. “Tempestuous Arahan requires a firm hand. And your strategy of tiring her out with your vigor is an inspired one, I must say. And though she will never admit it, I know she wants you to mate her even harder.”
Arahan scowled, looking over at her queen even as her body kept rocking back and forth from Lukas’ thrusts. “Respectfully, my queen, that is nonsen-
Her words were cut off when he wrapped up her golden locks into a makeshift ponytail and yanked her head back, prompting a cry of surprised delight from her and causing her to climax on the spot. Arahan was left with a manic, pleasured smile as her pussy clenched around him. He kept pounding her throughout the blonde-haired Asrai’s climax, the red-haired human looking quite smug as he looked in Ariel and Naestra’s direction.
Ariel let out a chuckle while she kept rubbing her pussy. “Always one with words, my temperamental emissary,” Ariel said.
Arahan was in no position to retort, lying her head down on the grassy knoll beneath her, drool pooling from the corner of her mouth as she let out pleasured whimpers from Lukas continued to pound her from behind. His hips collided with her pert ass again and again, a lewd slapping sound filling the glade as the young man of the empire chased after his own climax in the wake of Arahan’s.
He pressed the mewling elf’s body down into the grass, throwing his head back as his cock pulsed out gushes of cum against her cervix, spilling himself deep inside her. Arahan cooed as she felt his warm semen inundating her cunt, still shuddering in the aftershocks of her own climax.
When they were finished, Arahan was left panting, her breasts squished against the grassy earth beneath her while Lukas’ prick was still flush inside her creampied cunt. He waited for her to start shouting at him, as she often did.
Instead, Arahan drew herself off of his prick with a slurp, spinning around to face him with a wild look in her eye, a wild look on her face.
“More!”
She shoved him onto his back and climbed atop him. Against all probability, his cock was still hard, and with a few quick jerks, he had firmed up again completely. Arahan positioned herself above him and let her body drop, letting out a blissed sigh as the young human man’s dick filled her up nicely once more. Now in control this time, Arahan began riding him with gusto, forcefully grabbing his hands and placing them on her breasts while she rode him, her blonde hair flailing with her erratic rocking motions.
“Well, that is more of the Arahan I know,” Ariel said with a laugh, fluttering over to the fornicating interspecies pairing.
As Arahan furiously rode him, her hips clapping against his again and again, Lukas looked up and was suddenly faced with an aroused set of blue pussy lips. He was about to mutter out something, but Queen Ariel planted herself onto his mouth, her wet cunt landing onto his lips and tongue as she intoned a deep sigh.
“I never did get the opportunity to test you in this manner. From what my emissaries have told me, you’ve grown quite adept in this skill as well. I had to see for myself, young one.”
He could not argue with that logic. He reached up and gripped the matronly elf queen’s curvy rump in his hands and buried his tongue into her pussy. Immediately his tastebuds were overwhelmed with her feminine flavor. She tasted like wild berries, in fitting fashion for the queen of the woods. Desperate to both please her and get more of a taste for her sweet cunt, Lukas used his thumbs to spread her open and plunged his tongue in, dipping it in and out while regularly lashing her clit just enough without overstimulating her. The response from the queen sounded promising, as she began grinding herself against his mouth, letting out deep moans that reverberated through the glade.
As Arahan’s tight cunt continued stimulating his erect shaft with her riding movements, he felt another sensation of someone else’s tongue licking and lapping at his balls. He knew that with Arahan and Ariel both occupied elsewhere, this could only be Naestra. She gasped into the magequeen’s blue pussy from the added stimulation of Naestra’s gentle fingers and tongue stimulating his gonads. Judging from the occasional sharp gasp from Arahan, he deduced that Naestra was likely flicking her tongue against Arahan’s pussy as well, keeping them both tuned up while they fucked each other. The glade filled with the sounds of his lapping and licking, Arahan and Ariel’s moans as his cock and tongue pleasured them, and the sounds of skin on skin.
Soon enough, however, the lone human male and his three Asrai lovers rearranged themselves once again. This time, Naestra was on her back with her legs split open, her ankles held by Lukas. His hips pumped into her steadily while she moaned into her sister’s pussy, Arahan rubbing her breasts while Naestra ate her out. At the other end, Ariel’s wings held her aloft in front of Lukas’ face, grinding her cunt against the young man’s mouth. Their foursome reached a fever pitch, their bodies converging into a mass of writhing limbs. In another context, they may have passed for a Slaaneshi orgy.
When Ariel finally came on Lukas tongue, her tart, fruity juices filled his mouth while she clamped her ample, matronly thighs around his head, riding out her bliss while her moans echoed through the glade, her pronouncement even giving Arahan and Naestra pause for a moment.
If he ever reunited with any of his surviving compatriots in the Empire again, he wondered if they would ever believe any of this. He doubted it.
They rearranged themselves one final time when they sensed that Lukas was reaching his limit. Ariel was on her back, and both of her emissaries were stacked atop her. In doing so, they piled up in such a way that all three of their cunts were stacked one atop the other. Lukas was currently thrusting in and out of Ariel’s tight blue snatch, before he would switch to Arahan or Naestra’s cunt, cycling between all three of them. Whoever’s sex hole was not getting filled would busy themselves rubbing their cunt while they waited for him to push himself inside her once more.
Lukas groaned as the cum rushed up his shaft, burying himself inside Queen Ariel as he saw stars. He spurted the first few dregs of his pearly white seed deep inside her while she cooed from the sensation of the creampie. But after the first couple ropes, he quickly yanked himself out and shoved himself into Naestra’s pussy, drenching the raven-haired elf’s cunt with his seed before finally finishing himself off inside the blonde-haired elf’s cunt before she could berate him for leaving her for last.
He pulled himself out to examine his handiwork. Ariel and her “daughter” were stacked in a pile with his seed leaking out of all of them. As he fell back onto the grassy ground of the glade, Lukas of Reikland realized could only conclude that Athel Loren had become a paradise for him - one that he knew he would find almost impossible to leave one day.
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Lukas Reinhurst woke up to birds chirping outside his dwelling. It was another fine morning, by his reckoning. So long as Athel Loren’s borders were safe, the forest was as serene and beautiful as it ever was. His time spent with Naestra and Arahan in the border outpost was nothing compared to being in the heart of the wood elves’ realm, as he had been for weeks now. It made him realize that the majesty of Athel Loren was something he had only scratched the surface of when he was staying at the outpost.
Now, as Queen Ariel’s personal guest, he had a dwelling in one of the tallest trees - not within the Oak of Ages, perhaps, but a tree taller than anything one would find in the Empire nevertheless. And from here, he saw the magical forest come alive each day.
Though Lukas was admittedly finding it difficult to maintain his focus even on the lush forest surrounding him. He had something far more immediate occupying his attention.
The poor boy clutched in front of him as if holding on for dear life, and in doing so managed to grab onto two familiar heads of lush hair. Looking down, he saw his hands tangled in one blonde head of hair and one raven-colored. Though this left one head of hair unoccupied - the vibrant head of hair belonging to Queen Ariel.
The wood elf queen was currently circling Lukas’ cockhead with her tongue, lavishing his sensitive tip in her oral love, while Naestra was running her tongue up and down his shaft, and Arahan was sucking his balls one after the other. The three gorgeous elf women had taken it upon themselves to wake him up that morning in what was possibly the best way any hot-blooded man could be woken up. And with all three sets of striking, beautiful eyes never leaving his while they serviced him, it took a considerable amount of self-restraint not to simply pop off right then and there. He mentally recited his military training as a means of prolonging his stamina for as long as possible, even if he knew it would only be a temporary measure. The two sisters and their queen were simply too good at this.
Looking down at them, he saw that all three elf women were sporting considerable baby bumps - two pale and one blue-colored bellies. Over the past months, their pregnancy had progressed quite well. Ariel and the two sisters were attended to and doted on by the queen’s handmaidens, as was Lukas himself. He was given deference now that he was a consort of the queen, and he had even earned the trust of some of the males in the queen’s inner circle as well. And by the handmaidens’ reckoning, they did not foresee any complications with any of the three pregnancies despite the unique nature of this conception.
Lukas still thought about his family regularly. He knew that his little brother Christof would want to hear all about his adventures, and his sister Ava would want to spend the day with him at the market in Reikland upon his return while his stepfather slapped him on the shoulder while admonishing him for not taking better care of his blade.
He had every intention of returning to them one day. And Naestra and Arahan had expressed interest in embarking on this journey with him, much to his joy. As the queen’s emissaries, it was not unheard of for them to leave the borders of Athel Loren, visiting other lands in service of their queen. Ariel’s place was in her realm, naturally, but she had already given Naestra and Arahan leave to depart with Lukas after they gave birth and spend a certain amount of time with their offspring.
It was a massive relief for him, to have this weight lifted from his shoulders. He no longer had to choose between his old family and his new one.
For now, however, his place was in Athel Loren as the realm’s sole human guest, at least until the three gravid women gave birth. And with the beautiful twins and their queen always there to share themselves with him, he was perfectly content with enjoying every second of his time there.
THE END