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	So there I was. Yes, the ultimate male fantasy -- three naked,
beautiful, eager women, and me with a tireless cock the size of the
White Emperor’s summer palace. Unfortunately, nothing like this ever
happens without at least some minor counterpoint, and the fact that I
was about to leave all three of them -- possibly forever -- tempered
our ecstasy somewhat.
	Still, the attentions of three naked, beautiful, eager women
tend to drive off misgivings and depression, at least for a short
period of time.
	Of course, "naked" is a relative term. Narisha wore a pleasant
ensemble of black leather straps that held her breasts out, displaying
her blue-black pierced nipple quite nicely, and exposing the soft
flesh between her thighs. Entirely hairless, I noticed.
	"You’ve shaved," I observed.
	She nodded, baring her fangs. "I figured that you had all the
fur we needed right now."
	I smiled but didn’t laugh. "They’re ahead of us already," I
observed.
	Moaning softly, Livia and Daedora were busily devouring each
other’s cunts in a striking study in black and white. They were both
beautiful, of course, and as exquisite as any carving by the finest
Xeshite erotic artist. Livia was on top, the long and graceful curve,
slightly furrowed curve of her back ending in a pair of sweetly
contoured buttocks. Daedora’s silver-tressed head was busy there,
while closer to me, Livia’s tongue lapping at the dark elf’s slick
inner labia, then nibbled at the nub of her clit with tiny white
teeth. Daedora moaned deeply at that, and apparently returned the
favor on Livia, for the blonde woman stiffened and cried out.
	"Now there," Narisha said with some satisfaction, "is a
beautiful sight. Elf and human united in lustful exploration of each
other’s inner recesses."
	"It makes you wonder why we fight so much," I replied, still
getting used to my deep basso rumble.
	"Fighting is fun, but foolish, my lion-man," Narisha said,
slipping her arms around my neck, playing in my mane, and opening her
mouth for a kiss. "So much more fun to kiss and lick and bite and
fuck, don’t you think?"
	"I agree," I said, and moved to meet her, mouth to muzzle.
	Gods, she was warm, and smelled heavenly. Demons emit scents
that drive humans mad; as a lion man I was practically delirious. I
wondered whether Narisha would put an ordinary lion man into heat just
by being around him.
	"Mmmm, lover," she whispered against my mouth. "Nice sharp,
lion-teeth you have. Nice bristly lion tongue."
	I demonstrated, laving her face with a long, wet lick. She
sighed.
	"Oh, yes. Oh, my nipples are getting hard, lover. Can you feel
them?"
	I encircled her breasts in my hands (my hands were bigger, too
-- Narisha’s mounds overflowed my puny little human extremities),
confirming that her nipples were swelling with intense desire.
	"Bite them," Narisha hissed urgently. "Bite them with your
sharp lion-teeth."
	"My pleasure," I replied, grabbing her roughly around the
shoulder, eliciting a delicious squeak of surprise. Beside me, Livia
started babbling wildly, apparently since Daedora was busy inserting
more than the requisite number of fingers into her cunt.
	"Oh, more, please, please, please." I felt her tense, though I
didn’t look at her. "Another finger. Yes. Another finger. Three now,
darling. Three fingers inside me. Give me another, sweetest.
Yesssssss..."
	Of course, it turned me on massively (my cock was rock-hard,
of course, and the thought of using it on dear sweet Narisha wasn’t
making it any softer) and I bit down on Narisha’s pierced nipple with
the same enthusiasm I’d used on dead antelope out on the plains.
	Narisha’s scream was enormously gratifying, especially given
the fact that she usually preferred to inflict pain rather than
receive it. Unfortunately for me, it seemed to bring out her own
violent streak.
	"Oh, fuck!" she shouted -- it wasn’t an expletive, it was more
along the lines of a demand. "Bite me, you cocksucking bastard!
Harder!"
	Livia, lost in her own world, added her own cries to Narisha’s
and together they made a sort of hellish sexual harmony.
	"Your thumb now, sweetheart. Whole hand, whole hand inside me.
Ohhh... Ohhh... I’m so tight for you, lover. So very, very, very
tight... Is your hand in me? Is it all in? Oh, squeeze it. Squeeze
it...."
	"Harder!" Narisha ordered, grabbing my mane and yanking my
mouth down upon her. "Bite harder! Make it hurt, fucker. Make it
hurt."
	Such a lovely combination, I thought, biting as hard as she
requested, noting that I hadn’t managed to score her magically
strengthened demon flesh at all. Perhaps that’s why demons like pain
so much -- it doesn’t do them a bit of harm...
	"Lick me," she ordered, pushing my head down. "Put your mouth
on my cunt right now."
	I considered refusing, but even in my lion-man persona, I
suspected that Narisha could have kicked my ass. All the same, I took
my time, chomping my way down her chest and belly, licking as hard as
I could, making her yelp and demand even more. 
	"You’re taking your sweet time, lover," she complained. "I’m
not feeling anything in my cunt yet."
	"Good things come to those who wait, princess," I growled.
"You need to learn patience."
	She squeezed her breasts hard, tweaking the nipples I’d just
finished with. "Patience isn’t my strong suit, cat-boy. If your face
isn’t between my thighs by the count of three..."
	Rather than wait to see what she planned if I failed, I shoved
her thighs apart and thrust my muzzle into the moist blue-black flesh
of her cunt, lapping with strong, unrestrained strokes of my tongue.
She was quite ready, and a virtual flood of her innermost fluids
poured forth, soaking my face. The scent was maddening, and I combined
by hard licking with savage bites.
	If her scream before was loud, this one was positively
deafening. Strong hands seized my mane, and her thighs locked around
my head, trapping me against the moist, overflowing font of her cunt.
	Narisha’s scream trailed into a long howl as she ground her
mons against me, dragging on my mane with urgent fingers.
	Well, I thought, in a moment of rationality, either she comes
or I suffocate. Time to get serious.
	I managed to force her thighs apart far enough to slip in one
finger, feeling the soft tissue inside her part, granting me access to
her hot, sopping depths.
	"Nnnnnnn," she snarled through clenched teeth. "Lick me. Lick
me. Lick me until I come."
	"Happy to oblige," I said, though through the hot, moist
filter of her soft cunt-flesh it probably came out a wet mumble. I
returned to my task, since Narisha probably couldn’t hear me anyway.
	"Ahhhh!" she cried, hands clenching, legs tightening around my
head. "Ahhhhh, you bastard! Ahhhhhhh! I’m... I’m coming..."
	I feared for a moment that she’d crack my skull, then was
overwhelmed by a literal flood of sweet liquid pouring forth from
Narisha’s innermost depths (another one of those demon abilities, I
guess). I was unable to breath for an instant, then Narisha released
me, letting me pull my head away, soaked and sputtering like a
half-drowned cat.
	She was still going, of course, squeezing her firm red breasts
together, fingering her nipples, crying out incoherently. Livia and
Daedora had ceased cavorting long enough to watch us, and lay
languidly, stroking each other.
	Okay, I thought. They want a show, then I’ll give them a show.
	Even while Narisha continued to writhe in the throes of the
orgasmic cataclysm I’d set off, I moved atop her, seizing her wrists,
and growled.
	"Time to get what’s coming to you," I said, and seemingly of
its own volition, my cock slid between her thighs and into the moist
channel of her cunt.
	"Oh! Oh, fuck!" Her cries were breathless, and almost
instantly she tightened around me, plunging off into another series of
raging orgasms. She strained against me, but I held her tightly --
under other circumstances she might have been able to throw me off,
but I’d waited until she’d already spent most of her strength. I
pulled out and plunged in again, then again and again, faster and
faster until...
	"Gods! You’re making me... Oh, Gods! Fuck, yes, fuck yes,
fuck, yes..."
	She snarled, baring fangs, and a faint tracery of black and
red stripes faded in and out across her skin. Her cunt tightened
around my cock as greedily trying to hold it inside her, but I escaped
its grasp and pounded inside her again.
	Beside me, Daedora, eyes wide and lips parted with desire,
began to kiss her way down Livia’s body, lavishing attention on her
swollen pink nipples, then licking down across her navel toward the
downy frosting above her mons. Livia turned her head to face Narisha,
and licked her full lips.
	"How good is he, darling?" she whispered. "How good does he
fuck."
	"Oh, unbelievably," Narisha replied, voice midway between
snarl and whimper. "Unbelievably. It’s like having three cocks inside
me at once... Ohhhhhh... No, I’m wrong. Four cocks, not three..."
	I’d forgotten just how energetic my lion-man alter-ego was.
Livia and Narisha, both gloriously naked and glowing with
perspiration, lay side by side, holding hands and exchanging kisses
while I slid my cock in and out of the crimson-skinned daemon woman,
and Daedora continued to feast between the pale sorceress’ thighs.
	"Oh!" Narisha yelped suddenly. "Oh, there was another.
Sweetest sister, I don’t know how many times I’ve... oh... oh..."
	"You’re so beautiful when you come," Livia whispered to her, a
hand sneaking down to tweak her pierced nipple. "So very, very
beautiful."
	I growled and thrust in again, making Narisha shudder, breasts
shaking, belly heaving. Her muscular red thighs squeezed my hips and
she crossed her ankles behind me, limiting the length of my thrusts.
	"You should feel this, pet," Narisha said. "This has got to be
the biggest fucking cock I’ve ever had inside me. Oh, sweet pussy
cat... Oh, fuck that cunt... Fuck it as hard as you want to."
	"I can’t with you holding me in like this," I complained,
stroking one of her sweat-damp cheeks.
	"Too bad, you cat-cocked bastard," Narisha snarled back,
baring fangs. "Want me to change now?"
	I didn’t reply, but kept thrusting, watching her stripes fade
in and out in time with her racing pulse.
	Narisha’s sighs became growls, and she looked at Livia
grinning savagely.
	"I’ll make you a bet," she said, huskily. "Oh, goddess, fuck
me..."
	"Ahhhh... Daedora, sweetest..." They both seemed to be having
problems carrying on conversations for some reason. "What kind of
bet?"
	"He’s... he’s bigger than that muscle-headed plaything of
your’s in Godshome, isn’t he?"
	"You mean Arlis?" Livia nodded, eyes wide, mouth open, a
shudder of orgasm building. "Yes... I think he’s... Ahhhhhhh..."
	"Of course he’s bigger," Narisha snapped. "I’ll bet you can’t
take this beautiful lion man up your ass."
	Livia looked indignant even as Daedora’s tongue and fingers
drove her toward another climax. "Fuck you, hellspawn. I can take
anyone up my ass."
	"A large claim, yet to be tested. Take him up the ass, Livia.
All the way. Every inch."
	"What’s the reward?" Two ebon hands reached up to seize
Livia’s breasts and squeeze her nipples. "Oh, sweetheart! Harder,
please..."
	"Your love slave for a day?" Narisha asked. "At your command
in all things? We’ve never done that before, have we?"
	"No, you’ve always been the one in charge. Hm." Livia looked
thoughtful. "So what you’re saying is I let him fuck me in one of my
favorite places, and if he can do it, I get you as my sex slave for a
day? And if I lose, I’m your slave again?"
	Narisha nodded. I fucked her even harder for that, and yanked
on her nipple ring, but she hardly seemed to notice.
	Livia let Daedora slide out from between her legs and lay
beside her, a reclining statue of pure jet. "I don’t understand,"
Livia asked. "What’s the catch?"
	"None at all, sweet little one," Narisha replied. "Just me
being my usual controlling self."
	"Mmmm, darling," Livia sighed, rolling luxuriantly onto her
stomach, damp bedding sticking to her white skin. "I love it when
you’re in control."
	I pulled out of Narisha and regarded the three women with what
I hoped was a cynical stare. As a lion-man I probably only looked
pathetic, however.
	"You women," I said. "Good thing you all fool around. You’re
more than one man can handle."
	"In the desert kingdoms," observed Daedora, stroking Livia’s
back, "a man can have as many wives as he can afford. And in
[India-place] a woman is looked down upon unless she has at least two
lovers in addition to her husband. You northerners are all
thin-blooded."
	"Come over here and I’ll show you thin blood, you little
strumpet," I said, then stopped short. "Oh, excuse me. Narisha says I
have to fuck Livia’s ass."
	"And I’m just lying here thinking about it," Livia sighed,
fixing me with the sweetly innocent burning gaze which has led many a
man or woman to ruin. "You’re the biggest cock I’ve ever allowed to
fuck me that way. Consider yourself honored."
	Then Livia looked up at Narisha, expression instantly
softening to the pleading, submissive face she normally wore for the
demoness.
	"He can fuck my ass," she said softly, "but you have to get me
ready."
	Narisha looked as smug as if she’d just been made White
Empress.
	"Why, of course, little pet. Your mistress would love to get
your ass ready for that nice, big cock. You," she said to Daedora, who
lay there, stroking between her ebony thighs, "keep him hard. Use your
mouth."
	Daedora nodded, eyes lowered. Gods, but these women were
compliant. I wish they’d be like that for me once in a while...
	"Hands and knees, little pet," Narisha purred. "Ass up so I
can get to it."
	"As you wish," Livia said, softly, rolling onto her stomach,
then rising slowly and languorously. "I can’t say no to you, ever."
	"You’d better not," Narisha said, kneeling beside her and
stroking her arched back. "Not unless you want a sore ass for a week."
	"Hmmmm, that might be fun," Livia replied. "No. Never. I
refuse," she continued without enthusiasm. "I’ll never do anything you
say ever again."
	"Bitch," Narisha said, slapping Livia’s ass hard with her open
palm. The blonde woman tensed and cried out. Livia slapped again,
leaving a livid red palm print.
	"Oh, you know how to make me behave, don’t you?" Livia hissed.
"I love it."
	I was pretty captivated by this, and had temporarily forgotten
Daedora (how you can forget about a carved ebony statue of lush beauty
and a desperate desire for sex is beyond me, but I succeeded
nonetheless). She returned to the center of my attention when she
slipped unceremoniously between my thighs and ran her long pink tongue
up the length of my still rock-hard cock.
	"Ohhhhhh," she sighed, kissing my bulbous glans and licking
all around it. "This is enormous, isn’t it?"
	"It isn’t really mine..." I began, but then swallowed my next
words as Daedora’s lips encircled my shaft. She had some trouble, lips
stretching, but with a muffled groan, she let the erect rod slide into
her mouth, then slide out again.
	"I don’t know if I can get this all down," she said,
insincerely, gazing at me with lambent violet eyes. "I don’t know if
it will all fit in my mouth."
	"You’re welcome to try," I replied, taking her head in my
hands. "Go right ahead."
	She didn’t take it in her mouth immediately, but instead began
to kiss and nibble her way from the head to base, licking delicately.
	"Promise me," she whispered, once more locking me with her
dark gaze. "Promise you’ll fuck me with this."
	I made a neutral noise in response, now consumed with desire
to be devoured by her swollen-lipped mouth.
	"Promise me," she persisted. "Promise me you’ll fuck me.
Promise you’ll come for me."
	"Uhhhhh..." My rational mind was struggling to respond, when
she leaped atop me, grabbing my mane in both hands (damn, but that was
a popular thing to do -- maybe I’d cut the blasted thing).
	"Promise," she repeated. "Promise."
	"All right," I said, surrendering at last. "I promise I’ll
fuck you."
	"Then I’ll suck you until you come," she whispered in my ear,
so low that only I could hear her. "I’ll suck you until you come and
swallow it all. Just watch."
	Well, now, that was something to look forward to. My promise
made, Daedora returned dutifully to her ordered task, lavishing oral
attention on my cock.
	Beside us, Livia and Narisha continued their fun and games.
Narisha had produced a crock full of oil, slathered her hand with it,
and was busily finger-fucking the blonde woman’s asshole, to the
accompaniment of Livia’s enthused encouragement.
	"Mmmmm, feels good," she whispered. I noted that Livia’s own
fingers were busy, playing between her thighs as her crimson-skinned
lover stimulated her nether orifice. As I watched, Narisha slipped in
a second finger, and Livia squealed loudly.
	"Oh,  yes, yes. So very good, lover."
	"This is nothing," Narisha hissed, looking over at Daedora.
Contrary to her previous fears, she had succeeded in getting at least
half my cock in her mouth, and seemed quite prepared to swallow it
all, though where she was putting it was anyone’s guest. "Wait until
you feel that thing in you. I look forward to it."
	"You want me to fuck him?" Livia demanded, eyes wide, pupils
dilated. "You want me to let him shove that up my ass?"
	"I demand it," Narisha replied, sliding in a third finger. "I
insist upon it, in fact. Mmmm, that bitch is sucking him really well,
though. Hope he doesn’t come before you’re ready for him."
	Small fear of that, I thought, remembering the seemingly
endless reserve that my lion-man body seemed to have.
	"I’m ready now, sweetheart," Livia whined. "I want him up my
ass now."
	"Not yet, pet," Narisha said, sternly. "You wanted me to get
you ready, and you’re not ready until I say so." She slapped Livia’s
pale ass once more. "Understand, bitch?"
	"Yes, mistress. I understand."
	And so it went for several more minutes, with Daedora’s
delicate, thick-lipped mouth lavishing attention on my cock, and
Narisha authoritatively fingering Livia’s asshole, all the while
telling her what I was about to do to her. Livia, of course, loved it,
and came at least once before Narisha at last released her and
beckoned to me.
	"Now, you," she said. "Bring that cock over here and put it in
her ass."
	Daedora released me with some reluctance, and I moved toward
the waiting Livia, my cock wet with the dark elf’s spittle.
	"Wait," Narisha said, holding the crock of lubricant and
stirring it with her fingers. She then took a large glop of the stuff
and slathered my erect organ. "Don’t want it to hurt too much, do we,
lover?"
	"Don’t want it to hurt at all," I said, softly, but Livia cut
me off.
	"I want it to hurt," she said. "I love it when it hurts."
	Gods. I was surrounded by sick fucks, wasn’t I?
	"Not too much, sweetheart," Narisha said. "A little pain,
perhaps. Not too much."
	With that, I positioned myself behind Livia and looked down at
her. She literally trembled, muscles tight, and when I grazed my slick
cock between the perfect hemispheres of her ass, she cried out.
	"She knows what’s coming," Narisha said. "She wants you so
much. Give it to her. All at once."
	Well, I wasn’t quite that overcome with lust, and instead
tested her asshole with a slow, steady thrust, feeling her open up
before me. She was tight, though, gripping me like a fist, and her
moans grew louder as I slipped deeper.
	"Ohhhh, Narisha..." Livia gasped. "You’re right... Oh, my,
you’re so right..."
	"Very good," Narisha whispered, fingers busy at her nipples
and clit. "So very, very good."
	"Further," Livia whined. "Slide it all the way in."
	I wasn’t even half way, but I forged on at Livia’s urgings.
Her lovely buttocks tensed and quivered and she clenched sheets in
tight fists, howling, in between pleasure and pain.
	Livia grabbed Daedora’s arm.
	"Play with my clit. Please play with my clit while he fucks
me."
	Daedora looked fierce and moved beside her, slipping a finger
between Livia’s sopping thighs. I felt the pressure on my cock as I
slipped it the last couple of inches into Livia.
	"Oh, he feels so good in my ass," Livia said.
	I couldn’t resist. "Better than Arlis?" I asked.
	"Oh, much, much better," she assured me, and Narisha grinned,
flashing fangs. "So much better than Arlis."
	Well, I thought, my cock fully inserted into Livia’s
wonderfully tight rear entrance, that’s something anyway.
	"Here, dearest." Narisha offered Livia a finger, and the
blonde woman bit down hard. The demoness grimaced briefly, then
sighed.
	"Now fuck her," Narisha demanded. "Fuck her hard."
	I began to slide out, accompanied by more cries from Livia and
renewed finger action from Daedora. I felt her stroke and squeeze at
Livia’s clit, and Livia quivered in response. 
Daedora watched my cock with a fascinated stare. "Mmmm," she
whispered. "Remember your promise."
	I nodded, then thrust in again, feeling the resistance of
Livia’s anus melt before me. Again, and again, with increasing speed
and force.
	"Ohhhhhhh, sweetheart," Livia cried. "I’m gonna come. I’m
gonna come."
	"Yes, dear, of course you are," Narisha replied, letting Livia
suck on two fingers. "Come for that big, fat cock in your ass."
	"Ohhhhhh, yesssss..." Livia bucked, slamming her buttocks
against me, driving my cock into her, then moving forward and slamming
back once more. Gods, she was fucking me a hell of a lot harder than I
had fucked her...
	"Make me come!" she cried. "Make me come now... Sweetest
darlings... Make me come..."
	Then it was over, and her entire body went rigid, flushing
pink. I felt Daedora take Livia’s clit between thumb and forefinger,
squeezing, releasing, squeezing.
	"Come on her," Narisha urged. "Come all over that sweet white
ass."
	Okay, I thought, as the mistress wishes...
	I pulled out on the brink of orgasm, then felt my own
contractions rear up, and my come splashed across Livia, renewing her
enthusiastic cries. Moments later, Livia collapsed in a heap of pale,
moist flesh and sweat-plastered hair, panting and moaning softly.
	"Oh, darling Narisha, darling, darling, darling, you were so
very, very, very right... Oh, gods what a sweet cock..."
	Daedora looked at me, then at Livia’s come-splashed buttocks
and pouted.
	"You said I could have some of that," she said, feigning
disappointment.
	"A promise is a promise," I said, feeling a faint stirring
even as the last traces of orgasm twitched through me. "Just wait a
few moments and I’ll oblige."
	Daedora smiled brightly, watching my moist cock stir.
	"My, what a cock you have," she said.
	"Almost not worth having the man attached is it?" Narisha
said, smirking.
	I rolled my eyes and growled. Stupid woman.

*    *    *    *
	Daedora looked like she’d finally found paradise, and I
suppose given what she’d been through she deserved it. She reclined,
lying between Livia and Narisha’s sleek naked forms as the two women
stroked, kissed and fondled her. Narisha had a bunch of grapes which
she periodically dangled above the dark elf woman’s lips, letting her
take them one at a time with a dreamy, misty-eyed expression.
	"Glad you’re all relaxing while I do all the work," I said,
but they ignored me.
	It certainly felt as if I was doing all the work. Daedora’s
legs were draped across my shoulders and I held her beneath the hips,
lifting her up, allowing me access to the soft, wet depths of her
cunt. She sighed and moaned softly, considerably less vocal than the
other two women. Her passion and enthusiasm was easily their equal,
however, for I’d been doing this for nearly a half hour without letup,
driving her to at least a half dozen orgasms.
	"Oh, Wulf, you keep your promises so very well," she
whispered, grape juice dribbling down her chin as Livia tweaked one of
her nipples and Narisha caressed the other. "I made you a promise,
too, Wulf. Ready to let me keep it?"
	"Wait," I said. I’d gone well past any concern for my stamina
-- this was a borrowed body, and I intended to use it for all I was
worth. "One more for you."
	She sighed deeply, and let me slide my organ into her another
twenty or thirty times before she tottered over a cliff and into
another tooth-grinding climax.
	I was pretty much under control and confident by this time (so
unlike my normal self, you may note), and allowed myself another
orgasm, splattering her thighs and belly with semen, to Narisha and
Livia’s evident delight.
	"We’re not letting you leave," Livia hissed, rubbing the hot
liquid into Daedora’s slick black skin. "Either that or you can’t
change back."
	"I think, my dear, that you’ll be only too happy to get the
old me back when the time comes," I said. "Though you seem to enjoy it
now."
	With that, Daedora rose to her knees and reached out to grasp
my cock, soft now and wet with our various fluids. At her touch, I
once more felt the wheels in motion, and began to grow hard once more.
	"Three times now?" Narisha demanded. "We need one of these
lion men for ourselves if Wulf doesn’t want to stay."
	"Sorry," I said. "Real lion men only have sex during the
breeding season. I seem to have lion man stamina and human lust."
	"An excellent combination," Daedora whispered, slipping
blue-black lips around my rapidly-growing cock. "Mmmm..." She released
me and licked around my glans. "Seems even bigger close up."
	All right, I thought, enough of that. I was beginning to feel
subordinate to my own sex organ. Then again, many men feel that way, I
guess...
	Daedora surprised me, taking my entire cock between her lips
again and without preliminaries, letting it slide down her throat and
not letting up until she’d swallowed the entire thing. Where she put
it, I didn’t know, but there it was, consumed to the hilt, held by
quivering blue-black lips, Daedora gazing up at me with adoring violet
eyes, as if pleading with me for more.
	Slowly, she slid me out, slick and hot, then took me in both
hands and whispered hotly.
	"See, I can suck it all. Come in my mouth."
	"What?" Narisha asked. "I didn’t catch that."
	"Personal," I replied, stroking Daedora’s head as she sucked
at me once more. In went my cock, faster this time, teased at by the
black-skinned woman’s tongue and nipped at by her teeth. Again, faster
still.
	Soon Daedora was sucking me with swift strokes, letting my
entire organ slide down her throat, then slide out once more.
	"Gods..." I growled.
	"Come," she whispered, then swallowed me again. "Come for me."
	Oh, yes... Nothing could have held me back at that point, and
within a half dozen or so swallows I felt the imminent arrival of my
climax.
	"I’m coming," I said. "I’m coming for you."
	Daedora smiled and sucked me down again. On the upstroke,
orgasm seized me once more, and I unleashed a final torrent of come
into her hot, welcoming mouth.
	Completely spent, I fell back, but then my interest was
abruptly renewed when Daedora slid to her knees and embraced the other
two women. My semen dripped out of the dark elf’s lips, down onto
Livia and Narisha’s faces and lips. Livia stroked up the fluid with
her fingers and sucked it off, while Narisha delightedly opened her
mouth and extended her tongue, letting my come slide into her mouth.
	Though it was enough to make me want to do them all one more
time, my body finally told me it was time to stop.
	"Gods, you women," I grunted, watching them lick each other’s
faces clean. "I can’t do this much longer."
	"Oh, you don’t have to," Narisha said, rolling Livia to face
me, then sliding her arms around the sorceress to squeeze and tickle
her swollen nipples. "You sleep, lion-boy. We’ll keep ourselves
amused."
	When the hell did they ever run out of energy, I wondered? I
sighed and collapsed on a pillow, lulled to sleep by the impassioned
groans of my three companions. My last waking image was of the women
daisy-chained together, licking and toying with each other’s cunts.
	Such a life, I thought. Such a life.

*    *    *    *

	We parted company the next day, with me shipping out on a
mercenary cutter bound for the south and war, and the women taking the
"Skate" west in search of Skrall and company. As I watched my ship’s
sails vanish over the horizon, the women’s lingering goodbye kisses
still smarting on my whiskered cheek, I began to have second thoughts
about this entire enterprise. Maybe I should just stay a lion man, go
retire to some tropical island, and spend the rest of our lives
fucking each other senseless.
	Then again, I told myself, it’s a little late to back out now.
Only the Gods knew what lurked in the south, and what plans that bitch
Thae’Lynn was brewing. My anger at her and all she represented soared
once more, renewing my determination to succeed.

Thae’Lynn
	"The last resistance on coastal Xesh has been eliminated,"
said Mazzor, as he stood beside Thae’Lynn and the two of them gazed
out across the indigo waters on the dark elven coast. "The high elves
now have a strong, centrally located foothold, and will be able to
launch attacks on the Wild or the northern human states at will."
	Thae’Lynn inspected her nails. "And the dragons?"
	"All are under our control, lady. It simply remains for you to
give the word."
	"I hold the dragons in reserve, daemon. They’re my hole card.
I’d prefer our other plans move forward first. How goes the
construction of the new gate?"
	"Slowly, I fear. Since the destruction of my gate in the Elven
Isles, the opening of new ones is far more difficult. We will succeed
eventually, however."
	"Make sure it doesn’t take too long, Mazzor. And the
recruitment of mercenaries and allies?"
	"The orcs are, of course, eager to join our endeavor, though a
few are aware of your betrayal of Warlord Thrazz. Most didn’t like
him, however, and don’t really care so long as we provide them with
much plunder. Mercenaries are arriving slowly but steadily. As per
your instructions, I have placed females in command of all units of
company size and larger."
	"Good Mazzor. You’re one of the few males I can truly trust."
She turned her gaze back out to sea. "Soon our pale-skinned cousins
will begin their futile war of conquest, and we will be there to pick
up the pieces when they are finally destroyed. Soon now, we will rule
what is rightfully ours."
	She picked up the Silver Chalice and drank deep, feeling the
twisted wisdom and ancient energy of the goblet burn through her
veins.
	"Now," she said, stroking the daemon’s muscled chest, "perhaps
you could go fuck me to within an inch of my life."
	"Always happy to oblige, lady," Mazzor replied.

-- END --


[So that’s about it so far. Hope it keeps all those folks happy who
have been bugging me about a new Wulf story. The next tale will NOT be
"Dark Vengeance, Part 2" (that will come later), but either "Mark of
the Zombie" (Cap’n Skrall and company) or "The Wizard of Shark
Island." When part 2 DOES come out, however, you’ll get to meet an
impressive band of all-female mercenaries known as the Furies, as well
as an oddly-matched team up of an elf named Jae and an ogre known as
Violent Bahb ("Clerks" fans will probably recognize the reference).
Narisha, Livia and Daedora begin their quest to find Skrall and
company, while Wulf gets plenty of opportunity to use his lion-man
equipment. And yeah, I think he and Mazzor are likely to tangle
eventually... Stay tuned, and reset your bookmarks to the new web
site. See ya soon!]




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