The Lost Prince

“Superbia, I hope you’re bringing me good news.”

She growled silently, but held her pose as she spoke. “My lord, I believe Greymoore has fallen to the prince.”

The impact took her by surprise. Her cheek stung from Andradoxes claws. But she ached all over where she had hit the stone wall.

“He is NOT the prince!” Andradox snarled. “That you would call him that in my presence!”

“I’m sorry, my lord,” Superbia spat out a mouthful of blood as she tried to stand. “I will not repeat the mistake.

Andradox shoved her to the ground in anger, before storming back to his throne. “I want him dead, do you understand me? Dead! And anyone helping him, is to be brought before me, so I can make examples of them!”

Staggering upright, Superbia refrained from clutching her face. Before the regent, she would bear the pain while remaining stoic. “Does my lord wish to preserve the town, it is a major trading hub.”

Andradox waved his hand, flicking her own blood at her. “Destroy it all if you have to. They made their choice.”

“My lord,” Superbia bowed.

Turning she strode from the throne room and immediately in the direction of her own quarters. The guards she passed looked like they wanted to aid her, but she glared at each one who made to move. As she pushed into her rooms, Superbia closed the door behind her. Only now, in the privacy of her chambers did she gasp and clutch her face. The gashes were deep and she bled profusely. Grabbing her medical supplies from her desk, Superbia headed for the bathroom. The sight she saw made her squeak. Her flesh was opened to the bone in two of the four cuts. One opened right to the inner skin of her cheek, and the other narrowly missed her eye. With a loud sob, Superbia began to apply a salve. But she knew she would be scarred for life. She worked quickly, though her vision blurred, applying the salve to her wounds. And with them packed with the yellow, mud-like paste, she pulled a needle and thread. With a deep breath, and tears rolling down her cheeks she started stitching. As her face came back into one solid whole, Superbia’s lip quivered. Her fur would hide the worst, but the scars would remain forever.

She had only one real option to ensure her own future. Writing up the summons, she pulled open her chamber door, and handed it to the guard. His pitying gaze toward her secretly warmed Superbia’s heart. But she glared at him until he left on his errand. With a sigh, Superbia sat back at her desk, and awaited the lich’s arrival.

Chapter Eighteen – 36204

“My lord,” Ira moaned softly.

Colin slowed his pace. Sliding his cock back into the small demon, he ground his public bone into her clit. “Why do you call me that?”

Ira twitched and shifted beneath him as he stimulated her. “Because you are my lord,” she gasped as Colin pulled back, and thrust forward again. “I’m yours. You’re my whole purpose of being. My life and my lord.”

Colin frowned and leaned down to kiss her softly. The small bundle of white-hot, anger and wrath that was Ira, shuddered softly at his soft treatment of her. So used to violence, anger and danger, to be loved so softly was almost like satisfying a long dormant kink. “What is the difference between a mate and a spouse?”

Ira shuddered and her pussy contracted as she came for somewhere upward of the fifth time this morning. Libi, awake after her post coital power nap, smiled. “A mate is a conquest,” she said softly. “Think of it like concubines, or like a mistress.”

Colin waited as Ira came down from her climax, before slowly starting up again. Ira whined softly, but clutched at him all the same. “So what’s stopping me from declaring you all my wives then?”

Ira let out a high pitched squeak as she came again, this time rather violently. But it was Libi’s stare, matched by Kasey, Alug, Gula and Cupiditas, who had nervously joined them the evening prior.

“What?”

“You want to make us queens?”

Colin paused, seeing Cupiditas’s eyes roll back in her head as she bodily trembled. “Ummm… Yes?”

Cupiditas fell back on the bed, thrusting her hips madly as she was brought to orgasm. Colin just put it down to her innate greed taking hold and left it at that. He also put aside the idea of getting her random gifts for later if she was going to react like this.

What he wasn’t really expecting was the dogpile. Even while buried to the hilt in a softly crying and orgasming Ira, the others threw themselves into the mix. It was an hour later before Alug and Gula got into a sixty-nine to clean themselves after cleaning everyone else first. So leaving them to it, Colin got up and pulled on the pants he wore. Cupiditas has left a few minutes prior to sign an official writ to make the declaration public. He chuckled, knowing she would put the effort into getting what she wanted. And quite frankly he wasn’t in the least bit upset she’d left before the rest. It was quickly becoming obvious each of his… wives… had their own needs and peculiarities. Not to mention, hidden sides that weren’t immediately apparent, considering how much Kasey liked going down on other women. Who’d have thought a nephilim would go toe to toe with a succubus?

Stepping out of the room, Colin felt it. The burning envy emanating from the main room ahead. It was all consuming and burned like the sun, beside a ball of anger. Pushing into the main room, Mistress Furore was kneeling beside Invidia and before Cupiditas.

“Cupi?” Colin called.

“Cupi?” Cupiditas asked.

Colin grinned, “You don’t like it?”

His avian wife seemed to fluff her feathers a little. “I will accept… Husband.”

The moment those words left her lips, the angry ball that was Mistress Furore, dimmed slightly. But The burning envy flashed violently. Colin glanced at Invidia. Her eyes seemed to be burning a hole into the floor as kneeled. If that’s what you could really call it. She was squatting down so her abdomen rested on the floor. Colin wasn’t really sure it would be possible for a spider aroct to actually kneel. Her mother, being more human shaped, had managed it.

“Are you aware, of how the regent will react to this?” Mistress Furore asked cooly.

“I imagine he’ll be pretty pissed off,” Colin grinned.

“He will try to kill you,” Cupiditas offered.

Colin laughed softly, “Let him try.”

“My prince,” Mistress Furore called softly. “If this is the action you will take, it would be best for you to consolidate your power.”

“I agree, husband,” Cupiditas said. Colin was fully aware of the way Invidia’s envy pulsed. “By elevating us as queens, we become the representatives of our clans. If you meet with the heads of the clans and gain their support, you will be able to stand against Andradox.”

“No chance he’ll just step aside, if I prove I’m the prince?”

“None,” Cupiditas sighed. “He is a demon of pride. He will not bow to you out of principle. It would make him look weak, even if he were willing.”

The door opened behind them all, as the rest of the now queens filed in. The bubble of envy swelled even greater and Colin swore she sighed softly to herself.

“Is it official?” Libi asked, skipping up and getting the first hug.

“It is!” Cupiditas beamed. “We’re just discussing consolidating the clans.”

“Oh,” Libi suddenly looked concerned.

Colin gave her a quick kiss as his queens gathered around for their own hugs. “Don’t worry about it Libi. I wouldn’t trade you for anything!”

Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, but she nodded at his words and fell silent.

“We should go after the floof first,” Gula stated.

“Master Bater is always complaining about taxes and expenses. If we offered him support and lower fees in return for his support against Andradox, he should be easy to bring to our side,” Alug smiled, before accepting a kiss.

“Then perhaps the Lamia,” Cupitas thought out loud. “Work our way around through them. With the floof on our side, they should sway easily. And with those two, the succubi should fall in line.”

“Ummm,” Libi frowned, “Yeah, they should.”

“Great!” Cupiditas beamed again, then frowned.

“The trip to Frigus will be difficult,” Ira shook her head. “We will need a lot of supplies, especially if we have a lamia with us.”

“What’s wrong with Frigus?” Colin asked.

“It’s in the far south,” Ira said. “It’ll take a long time travelling through an arctic tundra to get to the capital.”

“Ah,” Colin nodded, “And snakes don’t handle the cold well.”

All his wives laughed softly, even Kasey. But Libi took pity and spoke up. “Demon’s aren’t like animals from earth,” she smiled. “You need to stop comparing us. Lamia are perfectly capable of surviving in the heat as easily as the cold. They’re just not very mobile as a people. They like to sit at home in their castles and have others do the travelling for them. Convincing one to travel to Frigus will be difficult. We’ll need transport that can handle the climate.”

“Oh,” Colin grumbled. But Libi and the others leaned in and each kissed him until he felt better.

“Once we have the succubi under control, I’ll contact Mistress Lenenher,” Cupiditas smiled. “She should throw in for the prestige alone.”

“Right,” Colin nodded. “That just leaves the aroct’s and the bakeneko then and…” Colin looked at Mistress Furore and remembered the titles being used. “Are… You the clan leader for the aroct?”

“Was that not obvious?” She snapped.

Colin hid his ‘oh shit’ look for a moment. “Please, Mistress Furore, Stand and get comfortable with your daughter. I…” Colin frowned for a moment. “I believe we need to discuss your clan’s backing.”

The angry woman sighed, before getting to her feet. “Yes, my prince. I will assemble some loyal women and see if they interest you.”

Colin frowned as a burst of despair joined the envy radiating through the room. But Invidia simply turned and left the room, while her mother scowled at her retreating form.

“Alright, and I’m guessing the only way to get the bakeneko on our side would be to kill Andradox?”

“Yes,” Cupiditas sighed. “That would be the ONLY way.”

Colin nodded as he tried to ignore Invidia’s twisted despair.

***

“You summoned me?” The cloaked figure said in a soft tone as Superbia gestured for them to sit.

“Yes, I have a mission for you,” Superbia held out a sheet of parchment. “This is a general description of the target. He is calling himself the prince and has surrounded himself with several different clans of women. I have been ordered to bring about his death, and bring back his followers, to be made examples of.”

The cloaked figure leaned forward and took the parchment. Superbia couldn’t see into their cloak. All she had ever seen of the lich was that the skin on each of their hands was a slightly different tone. Otherwise the dark cloak hid all features. Superbia wasn’t even sure the gender of the lich. Only it’s power, that she had witnessed a handful of times over the centuries.

“And what is the payment?”

Superbia smiled, “Honour, prestige, gold… Name your price?”

“Land, with a home. Somewhere quiet, where I can live in peace, away from all this.”

Frowning, Superbia wondered at the cost, “That is easily done. But may I ask why?”

“I never asked to be brought here,” the lich sighed. “All I want is somewhere to call home and be with my pets.”

Superbia shuddered, not wanting to think about the lich’s pets. She wasn’t quite sure what they were, only that they weren’t natural. Not even to hell. “Very well. Deal with this prince and bring his followers here for judgement. I will have a few options for when you return.”

“We have an agreement,” the lich said softly.

Superbia watched as the strange creature got up and quickly left. It’s footsteps sounding like bones tapping. Shuddering softly, Superbia got up and made her way to the throne room. This time as she entered, a rather skinny succubus was serving him. This was the level of his prestige, by taking another species as a mate. Though secretly he hated her. It was only every few weeks he let her out of the cage he kept her in. After feeding her, she went back into the cage until he required her again. Superbia felt for the girl and spent time where she could with her. Though it was difficult. The guards at Andradox’s personal quarters weren’t quite as loyal as the rest and Superbia had trouble getting in at times.

“Ah, Superbia, tell me some good news to distract me from this wretch.”

“My lord,” Superbia bowed softly. “My lord, I have just-”

“MY LORD!” A messenger shouted.

Superbia frowned at being interrupted. But stood aside as the messenger rushed in with what looked like an official declaration. Andradox recognized it too and frowned as the messenger handed it to him, mindful of not knocking the succubus, who was frantically trying to extract her meal, with her mouth.

Superbia watched from the corner of her eye as Andradox looked confused, then surprised, and finally enraged. The succubus squealed as Andradox ripped her away.

“No, please!,” She begged, scrambling on all fours. “Please, I’ll try harder!”

Superbia closed her eyes at the sick crunch that was Andradox’s foot connecting with the girl’s face. Her broken sobbing, the only thing that told Superbia she lived. But as Andradox’s clawed hands sunk into her face, opening up the stitches from the day before, Superbia had her own problems.

“He has declared the women his queens!” Andradox snarled. “Tell me you have a plan to deal with this, or I will-”

“I sent the lich!” Superbia cried, then gasped as Andradox released her bleeding face.

“The lich,” Andradox grinned. “Yes, the swamp holds many old bones. I didn’t think to send the lich. I suppose I won’t be killing you as soon as I thought I would.”

Superbia grimaced, feeling the wetness of her own blood, seeping out from the ruined stitches. “I will always strive to be loyal.”

Andradox just grunted in recognition. “Go find me, one of my mates. The succubus needs to be fed, but she can feed from the orifice of another, who disgusts me less.”

Superbia glanced at the hungry, but disgusted look on the girl’s face. She hated her life here. She’d have died had she had permission. Instead, she was trapped, alone and vulnerable in this place.

“Yes, my lord.”

She left without a word. Heading towards Andradox’s personal quarters. She needed to fulfill the lord’s wishes, before attending to her own injuries. Then… Maybe later, she could go and offer some comfort to the succubus. Even after feeding, she was left vulnerable and weak. Especially when Andradox refused to do it himself.

Chapter Nineteen – 38300

Colin looked around the table and sighed. It was a large, round table, laden with food. To Colin’s immediate right, were his wives. Libi sat directly beside him, with Kasey, Alug, Gula, Ira and Cupi in that order. To his left, was Mistress Furore, and then the strangest collection of women he had ever seen. They were all various aroct. And they were all supremely powerful in some way. Susannah, the spider, who sat beside Mistress Furore, was the captain of the city guard. Technically a branch of the military, she controlled the soldiers responsible for protecting Greymoore. Beside her was a dragonfly by the name of Henrietta. She was a powerful businesswoman, who owned several fleets that traded throughout the empire. She had literally killed some of her competitors and eyed Colin and his wives like pieces of meat.

The next was a woman who resembled a centipede, another who looked like a ladybug and finally a wasp. Each and every one had been brought in to meet him and gain his favour. They each had important roles in aroct society, and Colin had been made aware that taking any of them as a mate would be a power move few could surpass. There was just one problem. Each of the women looked down on his other wives. Even the curvaceous wasp, who Colin could imagine being smothered in the mounds of her chest, he couldn’t see himself taking. All in all, it was a rather uncomfortable meal. Nobody spoke much and Colin couldn’t help the frown, at the ball of envious despair from Invidia as she stood quietly against the far wall.

Colin had been impressed by her when they’d met. She was clearly terrified of him, but stood her ground regardless. These other women… They were so sure of themselves. So powerful, strong, independent. They looked at this arrangement like an opportunity to expand, rather than an opportunity to join Colin’s family. Turning his head, Libi was staring at him, with an odd expression. She could feel the flux in his emotions, but not to the extent he did. Tilting his head towards the ladies at the table, she frowned slightly. Colin shook his head, before tilting back towards Invidia. The small squeeze of her hand placed on his thigh made Colin smile.

Placing his fork back on the table, Colin cleared his throat. “Well ladies, it has been an honour meeting you. But I think it is time to retire with my queens.”

“If that is your desire,” Mistress Furore replied cooly. “Will we have your decision by tomorrow?”

“Perhaps,” Colin nodded, then turned to Invidia. “I require your assistance.”

The ball of envy and despair pulsed for a moment as she raised her eyes to meet his. “Yes, my lord.”

Colin ignored the small amounts of conversation that started up in the wake of him and his wives leaving. Invidia followed up at the rear. At first Colin had wondered why Mistress Furore had not suggested her own daughter. But seeing the meek, submissive woman, beside those powerful ones, he had an idea at how their society was built. As they headed to their rooms, Colin could feel a level of curiosity peaking in the aroct woman. But he said nothing as he led his wives into their chambers. Stepping aside as they entered, Invidia gave a small, nervous smile of thanks as she stepped into the room, gulping as Colin closed the door behind her.

“What is it you wish of me, my lord?” She asked with a small tremor to her voice.

“Advice,” Colin smiled as his wives moved to sit on the bed. “I wish to know about aroct society as a whole.”

“Ummm,” She thought for a moment. “The aroct have held this territory since the last prince died. The harsh swamps made this place inhospitable for generations until we dug the channels that made trade possible.”

Colin waved her to stop, “I don’t mean your history. I want to know about your society. How are spouses picked, what makes a successful relationship?”

“Oh,” Invidia lowered herself and stared at the floor. “You wish for advice on who to take as a mate then?”

“In a sense.”

The aroct woman nodded, “Marriages are political in nature. Powerful members of society choose other powerful members of society. Those without desirable attributes, are left to more menial work.”

Colin glanced at his wives and saw similar expressions on their faces. “Would that be why your mother didn’t offer you to me?”

“I…” She shuddered. “I’m not strong. Mother loves me, so she keeps me here. But… I shame her. I…”

“Invidia,” Colin stepped closer. “Why do you want to join my wives and I?”

She squeaked and suddenly looked terrified. Her emotions were in flux, like her fight and flight response had been triggered. “W-what? I-I-I… No! I don’t! How?”

“I can feel it,” Colin smiled softly as the aroct woman backed up slowly.

As she bumped into the edge of the bed, she froze in place, realising how close she was to the wives. “I’m weak, I’m nothing. Take Susannah, she is in charge of the military, you will need her in the fight-”

“No,” Colin said softly. “All those women looked down on my wives and eyed me like a trophy. I want women who will benefit us, sure, but they need to mesh well with my other wives. I want us to be happy, not just powerful.”

“But-”

“Why do you want to join us?” Colin overrode her question.

Invidia wiped away multiple tears from her eyes, “You terrify me, please…”

“Please what?”

“I can’t,” she trembled. “I’m not strong. When I stood in front of you, and I saw how powerful you were, and how beautiful your wives were… I wanted that. Aroct are supposed to be stong, and find strong mates and all I want is to lay at your feet and worship you. It’s not supposed to be like this!” She cried softly as she slumped to the floor, leaning back on the bulk of her abdomen. “I just want to be loved and cared for. I’m a failure in my entire species.”

Colin looked at her and knew instinctively what her problem was. In a society of dominants, she was a submissive. Her mother truly must have loved her to keep her close. But, Colin had no desire to be tied in with a dominant partner. At best, they’d clash with Ira, at worst, they’d take control of the others. And here is this young woman, who only wants to feel loved and accepted.

“What would you give, to be by my side?”

“I have nothing,” she sobbed softly. “I can only offer myself.”

Colin nodded, “Get on the bed.”

His wives shifted apart to make room, as Invidia’s terrified gaze snapped up to his. The tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at him. “What?”

“Right now you have two options, either you get on the bed, and I’m going to make you one of my queens. Or leave.”

“I don’t,” she trembled. “I… Please? I can’t!”

Colin just shrugged, “While you think, I’m going to make myself comfortable.”

Stepping around the conflicted aroct, Colin climbed onto the bed. Grabbing Gula, he dragged her into the middle.

“Oh yes! Thank you husband!” She giggled.

“You’re such a good girl,” Colin smiled as she scrambled out of her clothes. “You and your sister both.”

“Let me help!” Alug yipped, before helping Colin undress.

As his cock flopped out, Alug grasped it from behind and gave it a few strokes. Colin could feel the hard points of her nipples, atop the impossibly soft flesh of her breasts, pressed into his back.

Colin looked around and saw Cupi masturbating while watching him and grinned. “Libi, could you keep Alug occupied while I fuck her sister, please?”

“Oooh, yes,” Libi grinned.

“What about me?” Kasey asked.

Colin turned and smiled at the beautiful, dark skinned nephilim. She practically glowed with excitement and had already stripped to just a set of blue panties. “I want you, to sit on Gula’s face, so I can watch.” Kasey lifted herself and took her panties in her hands, but Colin shook his head. “Leave them on, it’ll be sexier.”

With a blush and an enthusiastic smile, Kasey knee-walked to Gula and threw a leg over the floof’s face. Immediately she gasped and took Gula’s breasts in her hands as she supported herself.

“Thank you,” Alug whispered, as she angled his cock down into Gula’s entrance. Then she fell back into Libi’s embrace.

Colin watched for a moment as Libi and Alug made out loudly behind him. Ira, the soft maiden she was, sat quietly in the middle of all the action, touching herself softly. It was the most adorable thing he’d ever witnessed. The vicious, angry demon who kills at a whim, trying desperately to cum, being as gentle as physically possible. When she spotted Colin’s eyes on her, she blushed furiously, but opened her legs to show him what she was doing to herself. “Come here,” Colin whispered.

He felt the ball of envy explode in the room from Invidia. He ignored her completely as Ira moved slowly towards him. Wrapping an arm around her waist, Colin pulled her close and kissed her. Then, with Ira moaning softly into his mouth, Colin pushed his cock into Gula, who practically howled into Kasey’s pussy. Kasey for that matter was going cross eyed with pleasure. Reaching down between Ira’s legs, he gently pushed her hand aside and took over her gentle massage.

“Oh,” she trembled slightly. “Why is it so much better when you do it?”

Colin kissed her as she pressed herself against him. He felt her claws dig into his skin, but made no effort to increase speed or intensity. Ira needed soft and he was determined to get her off, as he roughly fucked Gula. The floof on the other hand, practically gushed with fluid. Every time his cock pushed inside, a small squirt of floof cum was forced out.

“Oh, that looks good,” Kasey moaned.

She reached down and collected some with her fingers, before tasting it. She moaned sexily, before collecting some more. This time she lifted herselt up and wiped Gula’s juices over her clit, before lowering herself back onto the floof’s tongue.

“I’m cumming,” Ira squeaked softly.

Turning, Colin kissed her gently as he felt the warm fluids pouring from between her legs. Colin just grinned and kept up his gentle ministrations until Ira finally pushed herself away. If this was one of their regular one-on-one sessions, he’d have insisted on keeping going, but for now, he let her go. Turning his attention back to Kasey, she looked like she was about to cum herself. Reaching up, he caught her by the head and pulled her into a firm kiss. Almost desperately, she shoved her tongue into Colin’s mouth. Colin could taste the pairing of their saliva, along with the slight aftertaste of Gula’s pussy. But that just gave Colin an idea. As Kasey trembled and started to cum, Colin pulled away, before pulled her head down to Gula’s gushing pussy. Pulling his cock free of the floof, he slid it straight into the open mouth of his nephilim. He took several long strokes into her mouth. With each one, he went a little deeper, before swapping back to fucking Gula. After a few strokes into the floof’s pussy, he slid it back into Kasey’s mouth.

She came hard as Colin fucked her mouth. Her actions became animated and she seemed to rock back and forth. Without thinking, Colin pushed his entire length into her mouth and marvelled as his head slipped down her throat. Now he was fucking her face at the rate he was fucking Gula’s pussy. Pulling away, she gasped as Cupi snuck up beside her. With her beak open wide, she had a long enough tongue to lick Kasey’s ass. So after wetting his cock in Gula’s pussy for a few strokes, Colin offered it back to the nephilim. She took it greedily and Colin went right back to throat fucking her. She gagged slightly, but made no move to stop him, even as she trembled and came from the duel ended assault.

It was too much for Colin and he started cumming. Straight down his nephilim’s throat, she choked, but swallowed madly. Colin gently rocked his hips as she took him without complaint. But he made sure to pull free as he finished, to let her breathe. Which she did with a large gasp and a beaming smile.

“Oh, we need to do that again,” she said, sounding a little hoarse.

“There’s lots of stuff we need to try,” Alug called. “He hasn’t even put it in our asses yet!”

Colin snorted and looked back at the pouting floof. But the look Libi was giving him said that anal was on the table. Grinning, Colin looked over them all, even Ira had an expression on her face like she’d try it. “I love you all.”

“We all love you too,” Libi smiled. “I can feel it.”

“Even?” Colin nodded in the direction of Invidia’s ball of envy.

Libi just smiled, but before she could speak, a soft voice said, “Yours.”

Chapter Twenty – 40509

Colin turned his attention to the aroct woman who now would meet his gaze. She stared at the floor and held perfectly still.

“What did you say?” Colin asked firmly, but softly.

“I-I’m so-”

“What did you say?” Colin growled, cutting her off, but he paused. He could feel his teeth shifting and marvelled at the new sensation building. Were those… Fangs? Shaking his head for a moment, he turned his attention back to Invidia.

Her lip trembled and she shifted nervously. “I’m yours.”

Bursting into action, Invidia wore a terrified expression on her face. But she held perfectly still as Colin grabbed her roughly. With a small squeak of fright, she clung to him as he picked her up and carried her to the bed.

“Mine huh?”

“Yours!” She trembled, gripping him tightly.

Dumping her roughly on the bed, she curled her abdomen and laid on her back, with the large protrusion between her raised legs. She trembled as Colin glanced down. At the very tip of her abdomen, was a pair of soft, fingerlike protrusions. They wiggled around a small opening that drooled a white liquid. Colin watched as this liquid, when exposed to air, formed a solid that trailed all the way from the bed, to where she was standing.

“You produce silk?” Colin asked, reaching out to touch her.

She trembled as his fingers brushed over her spinnerets. He fondled them gently and Invidia moaned and trembled as more white fluid poured out over the bed. “Yes, my lord.”

“Husband,” Colin corrected her, before touching the fluid.

She trembled and gasped, letting out a small squirt of the fluid that laid semi-solid over his fingers. With no obvious reason not to, Colin pulled. Invidia’s reaction was immediate. Her legs curled like a dead spider as she gasped loudly. Colin just smiled and pulled harder, taking more and more of her silk in hand and pulling it free. With one hand doing the pulling, he lifted the other and felt around the opening where the fluid came out. She gasped loudly and her legs jerked as she started to orgasm. As she came, Colin shrugged his shoulders, and placed his cock at the entrance.

He heard a single, “He’s not?” From Cupi, before Colin pushed inside.

Invidia’s reaction was to scream. If not for the gush of liquid that hit him from the joint of her abdomen to the rest of her body he’d be concerned. Looking at said joint, he could see where her robe had fallen aside. And right there was a very human looking vagina, that pulsed visually as she came violently. Glazing down at the orifice where he’d stuck his cock Colin frowned.

“Should I stop?”

“No!” Invidia screeched. “Do it! Make me yours. My silk will smell like you for days and everyone will know you own me!”

With nothing but blank stares from the rest of his wives, Colin shrugged and pulled back. A layer of the silky secretions was over his cock, but it didn’t have a chance to dry before he pushed back inside. Libi crawled over to them, before laying over Invidia and making a meal of her pussy. Alug and Gula took a breast each and even Kasey got in on the action. With a wink and a false sigh of exasperation, Colin watched his beautiful Nephilim position herself over Invidia’s face, before lowering her clit against the arocts mouth.

“Lick,” she said, before gasping and rocking back and forth.

As Colin slowly fucked Invidia’s trembling body, he felt small muscles pulsing and massaging. It almost felt like the pressure jets inside a spa, but these were concentrated on his cock. Beside him, Cupi was stroking Ira’s head as the small demon awkwardly went down on her. Colin smiled, seeing the angry little demon puting in the effort. And from Cupi’s gasps, she wasn’t doing a bad job of it.

“Fuck, I think I’ll be doing this again,” Colin grunted as he felt his peak rise.

“This is probably the kinkiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Ira said, rubbing up against Colin. “What you’re doing, is similar to some kinds of torture, and she’s loving it.”

Colin frowned for a moment, before Libi coughed as a second jet of fluid sprayed out from Invidia’s pussy. As it gushed and continued to pulse as Invidia reached her second climax, Colin growled and came inside her. The small orifice seemed to soak up every last drop and Invidia screeched into Kasey’s pussy. Kasey for that matter just grinned and rocked even harder. Colin gave her a smile. He really liked seeing this part of her. She was always so prim and polite back on earth. Seeing her own her, unapologetically, own her sexuality was a huge turn on. Yanking his cock free of the aroct, Colin marvelled at the slick white coat that formed over his cock. It was thin, almost like a condom, but was extremely slick, even though it was dry.

Grabbing Libi by the hair, Colin pulled her away from Invidia’s crotch. She groaned and struggled weakly, but met Colin’s eyes and felt, rather than saw his intent. Forcing her back onto the bed, Colin grabbed her legs and pinned her knees to her shoulders.

Libi grinned widely as she realised what was about to happen. “Oh please?”

“You could live on this dick, couldn’t you?” Colin growled, pressing the slick head, to the opening of her ass.

“Quite literally,” Libi groaned as the pressure on her ass increased. “Fuck me three times a day, for breakfast lunch and teaAAA!”

Colin smiled as Libi squealed. Her hips wiggled back and forth, trying to drive his cock deeper into her ass. So he didn’t disappoint. Pushing his hips forward Colin sunk half, then his entire length into her ass. As expected the silk coating over his cock did nothing to block the sensation. But it did lubricate brilliantly as Colin slowly fucked the succubus’s ass. Colin increased his pace as Libi began to moan and twitch. He grinned as her toes curled and Colin grabbed behind her knees and pinned her in place as he fucked her hard.

“Fuck yes!” She cried. “Cum in my ass!”

“My ass!” Colin growled. “You, and the rest of you are MINE!”

Libi’s beaming smile was accompanied with her eyes rolling into the backs of her head. The fluid that poured between them as Colin fired ropes of his cum into Libi’s ass signaled the beginning of her orgasm. Colin grunted as her ass clenched and massaged his length as he came. Pulling his cock free, Colin glanced down and frowned.

“Ummm,” He paused.

“Leave it,” Invidia said. Colin turned his head to see Invidia taking a break as Kasey eyed him greedily. “Mixed with your sperm, it separated my silk from your skin. It’ll…” She blushed. “It’ll dissolve inside anyone you leave it in.”

Colin glanced down at his naked dick. He figured that anal would be a bit messy and was prepared for such an event. But Libi’s purring contentment as she rolled over and frigged herself stupid, made him smile.

“So what you’re saying, is I need to coat my dick with your silk, before I fuck my wives in the ass?”

Invidia trembled and swallowed her nervousness. “If that is what my husband wishes.”

“Oh, he wishes alright,” Kasey growled, before occupying the aroct’s mouth with her pussy again. “I’ll wait my turn, Colin. Get the twins next.”

Colin grinned, as the floof girls beamed excitedly.

The morning after, Colin walked beside Invidia with Cupi ahead and the rest of his wives behind. Reaching over, he touched the butt plug that was pressed into her silk tube, as she’d called it. Colin had quickly changed that to cock tube as he had taken her one final time. She was still unsteady on her many feet from how many times he’d fucked her. She’d also been unable to stop herself from drooling the silk. Though she was adamant it was because of arousal, rather than any damage he may have caused her. Hence the plug. Patting it gently, Invidia squeaked softly and blushed. They’d found one that matched the black of her carapace, so it blended in. But it was still obvious to anyone who would specifically look for it.

“You just be a good little aroct, and I’ll get one of the girls to pull your silk, while I fuck that pussy of yours.”

Invidia trembled and stumbled slightly as his wives giggled softly. He’d gone between Invidia’s silk tube and both twins by the time they were all satisfied. Cupi wasn’t sold on the idea of anal, Kasey wanted to try later and Ira was nervous about her small stature, but seemed keen for a one on one session. Colin wasn’t complaining. He had more sex than he knew what to do with. The fact was he loved these women and loved fucking these women. The specific acts they performed together were secondary to their mutual pleasure.

Stepping into the main room, Mistress Furore had a strange expression on her face. But seeing her daughter, she practically snarled.

“There you are, daughter. I was beginning to worry.”

Invidia seemed to freeze up. Her usual place was beside her mother. But now, Colin placed a hand on her side. “Mistress Furore, I’d like to introduce you to my newest Queen.”

The dragonfly woman froze in place for a second. Before chuckling softly and shaking her head. “You take me for a fool? I invite you to my home, I shelter you from the regent’s wrath, and here, you seek to supplant me?”

Now it was Colin’s turn to frown. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Mistress Furore scoffed and waved her hand dismissively. “Take it, you ungrateful wretch. I will have my revenge.”

She stood and turned to leave, when Colin launched himself across the room and grabbed her. With a shriek, Mistress furore whirled around. Her elbow took Colin in the head and knocked him to one side. Colin followed that up with an uppercut, slamming his clawed fist into the base of the woman’s ribs. She lifted a clear foot off the ground, before collapsing on the ground, gasping.

“Now,” Colin growled. “I’m not supplanting anyone. I need allies, remember!”

“W-why, her?” She gasped.

Colin reached down and took Mistress Furore by the shoulders and helped her stand. She tried to bat his hands away, but Colin wasn’t having any of it as he led her back to her seat.

“I chose her, because she was the best fit.”

“But-”

“Best fit for my family,” Colin corrected himself. “Those women I met last night were all powerful in their own way. But they wouldn’t have made good wives. Your daughter though. She fit in rather nicely.”

Mistress Furore glanced at her daughter and Colin felt the pang of guilt flow through her. “What… What about me?”

“You have a job to do, running this place. Dia can help me with my own goals. I’m sure she’s picked up a lot of practice governing from you.”

“Y-you want me, here?” Mistress Furore frowned. “Even though you’re elevating my daughter, you wish for me to remain?”

“You’re the one in the big chair,” Colin chuckled. “Just, please don’t fight me again. I didn’t feel good hitting my mother-in-law.”

This time the chuckle that escaped was genuine. Before she coughed and grimaced. “Yes, I think you broke something.”

“Mother?!”

But she waved off her daughter, “I’m fine. Andradox did worse and I lived through that while you were still an egg.”

“So, we’re in agreement?” Colin asked. “You keep your job, your daughter gets a promotion, but sticks with me?”

“She comes to harm, I will hunt you for all time. You will never have a moment of peace in this realm and the last thing you will ever see will be my face as I drive a blade through your head.”

Ira snarled, “FUCKING WHAT!!”

But Colin held up his hand. Ira fumed dangerously, but held her tongue, so Colin looked Mistress Furore in the eye when he nodded. “I accept.”

Chapter Twenty-one – 42570

Colin watched, with a pang of sadness. Invidia hugged her mother goodbye. Colin knew he wasn’t biologically his parent’s child. But he still wished he got to say goodbye before they left.

“They loved you,” Kasey said, automatically knowing exactly what was wrong. She stepped up and gently took his hand in her own. “You’ll see them again, I promise.”

“How do we even get back to Earth?”

“Same way you got here,” Ira snorted. But she saw the blank look Colin gave her and frowned. “Do you seriously not know how you got here?”

“Nope,” Colin shook his head slowly. “Just sorta happened.”

“Wow, that was lucky then,” Libi cringed slightly. “Portals can end up anywhere. You could have dropped us at the bottom of the ocean or something.”

With a nervous smile, Colin nodded, “Well let’s not do that again.”

“Don’t be too quick to say that,” Cupi said, making her way over. “You should practice. Now you’ve been here, it might be necessary to return one day.”

“You mean I can do it again?”

“It’s rare,” Libi nodded. “Only a few in a million learn to create portals. And most of them work in teams to hold them long enough to be useful. You brought three people here on a whim.”

“So I can go home?” Colin smiled, but paused when he saw the expression of his wives.

“Not yet,” Kasey smiled sadly and pressed herself against his side. “Michael will be watching your parents. Going back could be dangerous.”

“But, you said-”

“One day,” Kasey lowered her head. “Not any day soon, but one day, I promise you’ll see them again.”

With a small sigh, Colin gave Kasey a squeeze, as Invidia joined them, with her mother waiting behind by the stairs. Nobody else was around to watch them leave. It was decided that an announcement would be dangerous. Just because Mistress Furore was firmly on Colin’s side, didn’t mean the population was.

“You ready to go, Dia?”

“Dia?”

“Like Cupi,” Colin smiled and shrugged. “Invidia sounds so proper. When we’re comfortable, I’d rather keep things lighter.”

She nodded slowly, “Okay, and… You’re sure-”

“If you’re about to ask if I’m sure I want you, so help me I’m going to find a bigger plug for your silk tube and hang something from it so it wiggles as you walk,” Colin interrupted.

Dia just blushed and nodded her head slowly. “Alright, ladies, I have no idea where we’re going, so lead on.”

“We’re heading to Pratum?” Dia asked.

“That’s where Master Bater is,” Gula beamed and bounced, letting her assets jiggle hypnotically. The wink she shot Colin told him it was entirely intentional.

“Then we need to go this way,” Dia smiled nervously and started following one of the paths.

Originally, Mistress Furore had wanted to send a ship to take them part way. But there were several towns along the canals. The possibility of being spotted and attacked was too much of a risk for Colin to take. He didn’t care much for himself, but his wives. So they had opted to walk. They had their tent from earlier, though it had received a makeover. With the inclusion of Invidia, the bed had been upgraded, while the living room had been removed. The bath was much the same as earlier, but now had a shower and was shifted over to make more room. The final bonus, was the kitchen. They’d all have to sit on the bed, or somewhere outside the tent, but there was no longer a need for an outdoor fire. It was rather barebones, but it was serviceable. No fires, meant they’d be harder to spot out in the wilds.

Each of them carried a rucksack. Unlike the tent, the rucksacks weren’t magically enhanced inside. The magic apparently was ‘fiddly’ and didn’t scale well for certain things. Not to mention, if they each carried an enchanted rucksack, they’d each be drained to keep it working. Whereas the eight of them sharing the one tent would be negligible. So they split up the rest they carried. A few changes of clothes. Drinking water, food and other things. Enough to keep them going for a few weeks if they didn’t hunt or replenish at any point.

“Dia, why are you carrying two bags?” Cupi asked.

Colin looked over and sure enough, Invidia had a second rucksack strapped to the top of her carapace.

“Oh, they’re my supplies.”

“Supplies?” Colin asked.

“Mhm,” Dia nodded, “For my potions.”

“You’re an alchemist?” Libi asked.

“You’re doing all the cooking,” Ira grumbled.

Colin was about to chastise her, but Dia beamed, “I’d love too!” So he shook his head instead.

“What kind of potions, Dia?”

With a check over her shoulder to make sure everyone was following along, she smiled. “Well, I can make poisons, acids, certain explosive compounds. Then there’s strength potions, stamina potions, fertility and infertility potions,” she said a little softer.

“Wait,” Colin slowed as the ladies moved past. They noticed he was being left behind and turned to face him. “Infertility potions?”

“Mhm,” Dia smiled nervously. “I thought it would be a good idea, since nobody seems to be taking it.”

Colin froze, staring at Libi, who grinned like the cat who got the creme. Kasey blushed but smirked slightly. Gula and Alug were their usually chipper selves, while Ira and Cupi both looked nervous.

“When were you going to tell me?” Colin demanded.

“What did you expect when you kept fucking us?” Libi clapped back. “None of us strictly asked you to cum inside us! It takes two to tango!”

Gaping for a moment, Colin sighed, “Alright, how long does it take to make this potion. Having kids right now isn’t the best idea.”

Invidia passed something to Cupi, who quickly tossed it at Colin. Colin, barely saw it flying towards him, before snatching it out of the air. Blinking, he frowned, “How?”

“You grew fangs when you mated Invidia,” Cupi asked. “Turns out you have my eyesight.”

Colin frowned, before looking at the clear glass vial in his hands. The fluid inside was slightly pink and it had an eye dropper in the lid. “I didn’t even think of what changes might have happened after you,” he said. “Is it just sharper vision, or something else?”

Cupi turned around, before pointing. Colin could see a mountain off in the distance and Cupi smiled. “Concentrate. Think about looking closer and harder.” Colin frowned, but tried his best. At first he found himself staring, then straining. But then something seemed to shift, and the whole world took a step closer. Losing focus, Colin blinked and the world shifted back into position, but Cupi cheered. “You saw, it, didn’t you?”

“I… I think so?”

“Do it again, the more you do it, the easier it gets!”

With a nod, Colin concentrated and tried to do what he did last time. After a few moment, he felt the shift and the world stepped closer. The mountain in the distance seemed to move in and sharpen. Colin found himself watching what looked like a herd of moss covered goats climbing the side of the mountain. He could also see an Ester following behind.

“Holy shit,” Colin blinked, letting the world snap back to normal. “It’s like staring through a set of binoculars.

“Right,” Cupi nodded, “Now while you practice, remember to take some potion.”

“Just a drop, it’s concentrated,” Dia called, waving for us to start moving.

Colin nodded and unscrewed the top. The pink fluid smelled faintly sweet and reminded him of roses back on earth. So without a second thought, he used the eyedropper to collect some of the potion, and tipped his head back. As the pink fluid touched his tongue, Colin had a brief moment of jarring clarity, before choking and dry heaving. It was like seawater mixed with pure bitters. Colin choked and coughed as the liquid dispersed in his saliva. As his mouth spontaneously dried, he swallowed reflexively and the aftertaste reminded him of the smell of rotting anchovies.

“Oh god!” Colin groaned, clutching his stomach. “What the fuck?”

“Oh, sorry,” Dia appeared before him. “I should have warned you. It’s a concentrate, so the flavour is intense.”

“Intense?” Colin grumbled. “They’ll be able to track me by the smell of my breath.”

Dia frowned, before leaning forward and sniffing quickly, “No,” she shook her head. “Your breath smells lovely and sweet,” her eyes hooded. “It makes me wanna-”

“No!” Libi growled, shoving the aroct away. “You of all people!”

“But… He… I…”

“Later,” Libi growled. “Don’t think for a single moment he’s not going to turn us all inside out tonight when we stop.”

“O-okay,” Dia blushed, before darting to the front of the group to continue leading us.

Colin grimaced and swallowed as the flavour began to subside. He held the bottle out to Libi, who was giving him a reassuring smile. “Here, your turn.”

“Nope,” she replied, still smiling.

Colin just sighed, “Libi, I’m not getting you pregnant.”

“And you won’t,” Libi smiled a little wider. “None of us can get pregnant while you’re taking that.”

“B-b-but,” Colin stammered for a moment, “What if… Y’know.”

Libi took a deep breath as the rest of his wives paused and turned to face him. “Colin, just imagine, for a split second, me being with another man.”

Colin wasn’t quite sure what happened. One moment he was hearing Libi’s words, the next she was bodily wrapped around him. Her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. Kasey was kissing the side of his neck while she stood between his extended wings. Cupi was helping support Libi, while staring into his eyes. Ira was wrapped around his right leg like a toddler, while Gula and Alug had his left arm and left leg respectively, trapped between their breasts. Even Dia, was there, nervously stroking his face as she stood over the lot of them.

“What happened?” Colin asked.

“That’s why we don’t need the infertility potion,” Kasey mumbled softly in his ear.

Taking a deep breath, Colin concentrated. His heart rate was up, claws extended, wings out the flickering on his face said his eyes were burning. Blinking, Colin spent a moment dialling everything back. Pulling everything back into normal position, he let out a soft sigh.

“I think I blacked out.”

“We know,” Libi smiled and leaned in to collect a small kiss. “That’s why we jumped on you, before you went crazy and tried to hurt anyone.” Colin glanced around at the trees and swamp before frowning. “There’s a whole town back there,” Libi said softly. “You’re powerful enough to do some serious damage and those people are our allies.”

“Right,” Colin nodded as his wives let go, one by one, until it was just him and Libi. “Tonight, you’re first, I feel a need to assert my dominance.”

“Are you going to use my poor little ass?” Libi feined worry.

Colin smiled and looked over his wives, who all gave him variations of hooded glares. “I’m going to start with your poor little ass and see where the night takes us.”

Libi quivered slightly, before rocking her hips. “Do you think, maybe you have time to use my poor little ass right now?”

“You’re such a little slut,” Colin grinned.

Libi nodded quickly in agreement, “I’m yours Colin. I’m a succubus. I’m LITERALLY. YOUR. SLUT.”

Colin grinned and kissed her as his hands roamed over her ass. “Then tonight, after I’m done with that poor little ass of yours, I want you to help Alug and Gula clean up everyone else’s poor little asses. And if you do a good job, I might just do it all over again.”

The small shudder that ran through Libi’s body was obviously an orgasm. If that wasn’t apparent enough, the wet patch that suddenly soaked the fabric between her thighs was a good indicator. Colin just chuckled and gave her wet crotch a rub, before pulling the pouting succubus off him.

“And you get to wear those all day, just to remind yourself and everyone else, how much of a slut you are.”

Libi’s legs quivered a second time as fluid ran down her legs. “Yours,” she whimpered.

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A small whimper snapped Colin awake. It was still dark, but he could tell it was early morning. Opening his eyes, he could see Dia, now staring at him with a terrified expression.

“Dia?”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

Colin sniffed, it was hard to tell amongst all the various smells of their orgy the evening before. Colin had started with Dia’s silk tube, then moved right onto Libi’s ass. The action was then repeated twice more for each Gula and Alug, before Cupi, Ira and Kasey all declined to try anal. But that didn’t bother Colin in the slightest as he fucked each of them practically to sleep, while Libi was forced to clean each mess as he made them. In the end, she’d finally fallen asleep after he rode her face first into the mattress and passed out between her and Dia.

So it took a moment for Colin to realise the smell of womanly sex, was fresh, rather than a few hours old like the rest. “Dia, are you?”

“N… Yes,” she mumbled. “I’m sorry, I know you don’t want-”

Colin pressed his fingers to her mouth and shook his head. “I want what you want, I can feel your desires. Part of my whole incubus thing. I know what gets you off, which is why I’ve treated you how I have.”

“… Oh…”

Colin shot her a smile, before rolling on top of the aroct. Colin found a comfortable spot, kneeling with his legs either side of her abdomen. “Now, who do you belong to?”

“You,” she whimpered. “I’m yours.”

“That’s right,” Colin smiled. “Now, you’re going to do as I say, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Dia sighed.

“Good girl,” Colin grinned and leaned forward to kiss her. As he did, he felt her legs slowly come up and wrap around his waist, holding him close. “Take my cock in your hand, Dia.” She nodded as her hand snaked down between them. Colin lifted himself giving her more room and smiled at the gentle contact of her fingers wrapping around his length. “Now guide me inside you like a good girl.”

Dia swallowed nervously, but nodded quickly. Colin felt his cock being pushed downward. But by laying down atop her, the angle was more like having it jutting straight out in front. He felt the soft wetness of her pussy lips parting as she fit the head of his cock to her opening. Colin just smiled. Leaning forward, he captured her mouth. Her tongue darted out and Colin sucked on it gently before allowing her to suck his in return. And the moment she was distracted, Colin lowered his hips. Dia gasped into his mouth and made an inhuman noise, but Colin just kept kissing her. That inhuman noise turned into a squeak as Colin raised his hips and lowered them again. But her legs tightened a little more.

Her slick pussy was a little different to what he’d experienced so far. Her tunnel was ribbed and pulsed softly with each stroke. It seemed to want to milk him even as he fucked her, and Colin kept his strokes slow so he could enjoy the sensation. But that was only part of it. At the very end of his stroke, Colin felt what in a human woman would be a cervix, bump the head of his cock. Only, unlike a human woman’s firm, unyielding, and quite literally impossible to penetrate cervix, this one opened. Every time, Colin’s cock pressed against the muscle, it slipped open and clamped down firmly over the head of his cock. Each time he did it, Dia seemed to quiver a little harder, before her tongue got more animated. So he assumed he liked it. So every few long strokes of his entire length, Colin did a few short ones, massaging her insides while his head stayed trapped inside that little sphincter of muscle.

“Oh,” She moaned softly, pulling away to breathe. “Mother told me this would feel good, but I didn’t think you’d do it.”

Colin scoffed and ground his cock into her deeply for a few thrusts as Dia’s eyes rolled back in her head. “No, you’ve got me all wrong,” he grinned and gave one of her large breasts a pinch. “Before, with the others, you got what you needed. What you felt was right. But here?” Colin pulled his cock right out, before sliding it all the way home again. “Right here, now, in the quiet. I’m still going to make love to you like I do the others.”

Dia clutched him tightly as she trembled and started to cum. Colin groaned as the pulsing sensation doubled, then tripled and quadrupled. In moments, he had gone from enjoying the sensation, to gritting his teeth as it physically sucked his orgasm out. Grunting, Colin clung to Dia tightly as he fired ropes of his cum deep inside what he could only assume was her womb. And he was suddenly very grateful for the infertility potion he’d taken. As he came down, Colin made to move, but Dia grabbed him.

“No, please?” She whimpered softly.

Colin smiled and leaned down to kiss her. “You’re mine Dia,” he said softly. “I’m going to love you, make love to you, and then use and abuse you terribly in any way I desire. But you will always be loved.”

“I wish you weren’t on that silly potion right now,” she said softly.

Colin grinned and wiggled his hips. The pulsing sensation started coming back and Colin firmed in place. With a grin, he started thrusting into the soppy, wet aroct pussy he was buried inside. And she crooned and gasped as he took his pleasure from her.

***

The lich was conflicted as it rode towards the town of Greymoore. That’s where it had been told to attack. But this feeling. A power flared to the north-east. It didn’t make a lot of sense. The lich had never felt that before and reasoned it might be the target. After all, even if it wasn’t whatever could send out pure waves of wrath and lust over this distance, wasn’t something to be ignored. And if the source wasn’t the prince, the lich could return to the town afterward.

“Come on Prancer,” the lich murmured.

The bone creature the lich sat upon hissed. They were the pets the lich so lovingly created. They’d never survive a portal, hence the time frame on the trip. And it took time building these unique designs. Raising a pile of bones in the shape they were buried in, in order to fight your enemies was easy. Having them shift into a stable platform of dozens of different creatures and have the fortitude to stick together without decaying, was another matter entirely. And as the beast loped along in its characteristically smoothe, six-legged stride, the lich couldn’t be happier.

The lich just hoped that at the end of all this, it could retire. Without being from this plane originally, there was no reason for it to remain amongst the demons. It just wanted to live peacefully and quietly, where it wouldn’t be bothered by anyone any more. There was a kind of happiness in solitude. After all, demons didn’t love like a human could. How could that compare to a lich?

***

A pair of lips pressed against Colin’s and he kissed back without thinking. Opening his eyes, Kasey stared down at him with a big smile.

“Good morning, husband,” she purred.

Colin sniffed and smelled eggs and bacon, before smiling up at Kasey. “Morning, is that breakfast?”

Kasey smiled and kissed him again, “She hasn’t said anything, but I can feel it on her. Whatever you did to her while we slept has really boosted her confidence.”

“Dia’s cooking?”

Kasey nodded, “She can cook up potions, she can make breakfast, that’s why she volunteered.”

Colin nodded softly as Kasey snuggled against him.

“Hey, you were supposed to wake him, no seduce him!” Libi called. “If we had time to fuck, I could have done that!”

“Kasey?”

“You have me all warm inside Colin,” she shuddered softly. “All these women, I thought I’d be jealous. But I’m just rolling in the love and arousal. Being here is intoxicating and I want you so bad.”

“Down girl,” Colin chuckled, giving her a kiss and rolling her over. “Libi might have been my first, but don’t doubt for a second that I’d have come around asking you to be my wife, one way or another.”

She beamed widely as a tear formed. But Colin gently wiped it away with his thumb. “I loved you from the day we met, you know that?”

“I do,” Colin nodded. “You’re an amazing woman, Kasey. And I’m blessed every day of my life that you’re in it. I’m going to make a safe place here for us. Somewhere that you won’t need to be wary of being a nephilim. Somewhere that you, me and the others can sit down, have lots of sex and make lots of babies.”

This time there were too many tears to keep up with, so Colin gave up and kissed her. She kissed back, but pushed him away with a smile. “C’mon, we need to eat and start moving.”

“Awww,” Gula grumbled.

Colin turned and saw her in the process of putting her top back on. Alug was also pouting as she fixed her skirt. Colin gulped, realising that only Kasey seemed to wear underwear. Even Dia didn’t seem to wear anything beneath her robe. With a sigh, Colin stood up and ignored the hungry stares from his wives as he dressed. Out of his Earth clothing, he wore simple shirts and pants. Though these were loose and flowed well, with slits in the back for his wings to stick out. He felt a little like he was wearing an old victorian era pirate outfit, but the cloth, rather than being coarse, was almost as soft as pure cotton.

Once dressed, Colin found a plate stuffed into his hands by a beaming Dia, who earned a thank you kiss. Then he sat down and ate, quite literally eggs and bacon. Though the eggs seemed a weird colour to have come from a chicken and the bacon was purple and tasted slightly of lime. Either way, it ticked the right boxes and he ate it without complaint. Using a piece of egg to mop up the juices on the plate, they all froze as a loud growl sounded outside the tent. Colin placed the plate on the bed beside him, before getting up. But Kasey beat him to it, racing out of the tent with a squeal. The snarl had Colin race out behind her and froze as the large ester slammed Kasey to the ground. Her loud screams turned to squeals of delight as the ester buried its face into her belly and licked, while chirping and purring madly.

“Oh, you’re such a naughty boy!” Kasey giggled. “You were supposed to go home!”

But the big ester growled defiantly, before rubbing her all over with his head, not unlike a housecat.

“Told you, they make good guards and get attached,” Ira said, catching his attention. “If we put a little training into him, he might hunt for us, bring us meat regularly. Then we can forage for some wild vegetables and greens and all we have to worry about is water.”

“Can’t we get water from inside?” Colin asked.

“For now,” Gula said, stepping out with her sister beside her. “It’s part of the enchantment. It pulls moisture from the air around us to fill it’s tanks. Here in the swamp that’s fine, but in the desert we might have problems.”

Colin frowned, before turning his attention back to Kasey’s squeals. She was somehow atop the big cat as it ran around in circles. Kasey had handfuls of its mane as it bucked and weaved, but he had the sense it wasn’t trying to shake her off. On the contrary, it seemed delighted that she was riding on it’s shoulders.

“Oh,” Dia said, spotting the big cat for the first time. “Oh, he’s so pretty!”

Colin just grinned as Cupi nervously took his hand. “I’m okay,” she said softly. “There’s a lot of them in my homeland. I’ve seen more than one raum plucked from the sky, but we also keep them as guards as well, just.”

Colin pushed her head around and kissed the tip of her beak. Cupi smiled nervously and bowed her head. “Thank you.”

Colin lifted her beak and kissed her again, making her blush. “Don’t shy away from my affection. Hoard every little bit you can.”

Cupi ruffled her feathers and chuckled softly. “Maybe I should let you, put it in my butt.”

“Just give me the word.”

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After a long day of walking, Colin and his wives had found themselves on firmer ground. Greymoore, being on the border of three territories, meant they weren’t all that far from the lands occupied by the floof. The first village they’d appeared at was far to the west. But their group wasn’t heading towards any villages. Once out of the swamp itself, they beelined for the capital. Not that it was going to be a straight shot. The floof being what they are, meant there were lots of farming towns along the way. Knowing this, Colin was laying on his back, enjoying the scent of their meal being prepared, and the sight of Gula’s curvy body, bouncing on his cock.

“It’s so hot watching you fuck my sister,” Alug growled softly into his ear. “I wish I had a dick, so I could fuck her as well.”

Colin grit his teeth. They were always ready, always keen and always so demanding to get what they wanted. So the moment they had the tent up in the fading light, they jumped on him. Cupi was showering, while Ira dried herself off. Dia was making some kind of stew while Kasey was playing with Harley. That left Colin to deal with the twins, who were doing their best to get their dessert before dinner. So it was a shame when Kasey burst into the tent with a worried expression.

“We’re under attack!”

As if on queue, a loud feline snarl went out. Immediately followed by the screams of someone dying. Gula practically launched herself off Colin’s throbbing cock. Colin, hearing voices yelling about killing Harley, rushed out of the tent without a second thought. Straight into a barrage of arrows. Without quite understanding it, he saw them at the last moment and dived to one side. A line of pain shot across the side of his ribs, under his arm. But it was the feminine scream behind him that sent Colin over the edge. Without knowing who had been hit, Colin didn’t care.

Turning to face the attackers, he could see Harley being harassed by a small team. It looked like a pair of aroct, one spider, one dragonfly and a smaller minotaur. But it was the woman before him that sent his blood to boil. It was Henrietta, the dragonfly. She stood, wearing a partial suit of armour and a whipsword. The bladed device was laying on the ground as she snarled at the eclectic group of aroct, floof and lamia.

“Idiots! Do I have to do everything myself?!”

Colin saw red. Eyes flaming black, his wings extended as he pushed his claws out as far as he could. Sinking them into the ground, Colin launched himself into a straightforward attack. Henrietta’s eyes went wide at the speed of his approach, but she still had enough time to flick her blade. Colin saw the motion as the long, coiled weapon moved like a serpent. The end of it had a sharp point and it raced towards him. With no other option, Colin flapped and took to the air. It might have saved him from being impaled, but with a flick of her wrist, the whipsword curved up to meet him. Colin snarled as the blades tore into his flesh, but the cuts weren’t deep.

But they didn’t need to be. With a grin, Henrietta waved her arm and Colin felt the whipsword bite into the flesh of his calf. He managed a snarl before she stepped aside and pulled tightly. Colin missed his target by a margin, but didn’t dare stop. Colin thought about the headlong rush he’d used, and the minotaur that had tried to rush him. Nobody seemed to think about other abilities. With a snarl, Colin surged upwards.

Henrietta shrieked as she held onto her weapon. Her instincts to hold onto him and control the fight went up in smoke as she was hoisted up into the air. Flipping upside down, Colin raced back towards her. He could see the aroct trying to get her hand out of a wire loop built into the handle, which had her trapped. So she was unprepared for Colin as he slammed into her. With a snarl, Colin bit hard into her shoulder, tensing his jaw muscles, he felt an itch as the strange new ones in his mouth tensed as well.

Whatever was in his venom must not have agreed with Henrietta, as she screamed loudly and thrashed about as Colin carried her back to the ground. Here, things were different. Kasey was atop Harley as the big cat pranced around. She was sending out streams of light that didn’t seem to harm anything except any demon skin it touched. After checking Henrietta, who was now literally frothing blood from her mouth, Colin glaced a bekeneko sneaking up behind Kasey. Stamping on Henrietta’s arm, Colin heaved, snapping it off at the elbow, before taking to the air in a race to save Kasey. She must have heard the commotion, but not realised who he was, as she spun and sent a beam of white light straight into Colin’s naked chest.

He felt the heat permeate his body, but didn’t let it distract him as the bakeneko made their move. Colin saw the terror in Kasey’s eyes as she struck him and tackled her off Harley’s back. The bakeneko, after striking from the rear, then found himself at the front end of the angry ester.

“Colin!” Kasey cried. “Colin, I’m sorry, please?!”

Colin grunted as she struggled against him, “Kasey, I’m fine!”

“Colin!” Kasey screamed as tears poured down her cheeks.

With a growl, Colin slammed his lips into hers, kissing her quiet for a brief moment, before pulling away. “I need to help the others, are you okay?”

“Wha-I-Colin?”

“ARE YOU OKAY?!” Colin growled, giving her a small shake. She seemed to snap out of it then and nodded. “Good, stay with Harley.”

Releasing the still slightly stunned nephilim, Colin turned and saw the rest of the battle. Right as half a corpse sailed past.

“YOU’RE ALL FUCKING DEAD!” Ira screamed. She raced around on all fours, hacking, slashing and disemboweling everything from arteries to groins and guts.

Colin swallowed and decided she was fine. Libi was going toe to toe with a surprisingly nimble raum. The raum in question used their wings to batter her back, before using their sharp talons to swipe and cut at the beautiful succubus. But it was Cupi that caught his attention. She was laying on her side, clutching an arrow lodged in her stomach, while Dia seemed to be preparing some kind of salve. That’s when Colin realised, what felt like hours, had been bare moments. A pair of cheers went out and Colin spotted a minotaur tumble to the ground behind the tent. Gula was holding a bloody war axe, while Alug leaped over the top, bringing a mace down on the big creature’s head. Libi’s scream filled the air, and Colin snapped back to her fight with the raum. She hobbled back, as her thigh bled from a deep cut. It cackled madly, raising itself up on one leg to strike again. Right as Colin’s fangs sunk into the back of its wing. With a snarl, Colin took hold of the raum’s body and heaved.

The bird demon shrieked in agony as bones and connective tissues snapped and tore, leaving Colin holding the demon’s arm and wing in his mouth. With a snarl, Colin slammed them into the ground and started tearing. His claws met no resistance as the raum squealed in agony, but it had no defence as he viciously flayed the creature alive. By the time it finally went limp, Colin was dripping with blood and breathing heavily.

Looking around, the twins looked like they wanted to tackle him, Ira was breathing heavily as she dropped a still beating heart, she’d just ripped from the chest of a lamie. Kasey was on Harley’s back as they patrolled around, looking for anyone still hiding. Libi watched him with a small, thankful smile, while Dia wrapped a bandage around her leg. But it was Cupi that caught his attention. She was laid on her back, still as death.

“Cupi!” Colin groaned and lurched towards her.

“Husband stop!” Dia reached for him. “She’s fine!”

Freezing in place, Colin paid a little more attention now. Cupie was still, but she was breathing. The arrow in her gut was removed and there was indeed a bandage covering the wound, it was just covered by her feathers. Shifting nervously from one leg to the next, he felt a pang and the wounds inflicted by the whipsword throbbed.

“Shit,” Colin groaned as his injured limb trembled.

“I’m coming,” Dia called as she quickly tied off Libi’s bandage. Then she came for him. “Let’s see here.” Taking Colin by the hand, she sat him on the ground and laid him back, so she could lift his leg and examine it better. She tisked and murmured to herself a few times, before Colin heard the pop of a jar opening.

“This is going to sting,” she said.

Colin just smiled, “I trust you.”

Dia didn’t speak, but Colin tensed as he felt the salve being pushed into his wounds. True to her word, it stung madly, and Colin had to control himself, so he wouldn’t reach down to scratch at it. There seemed to be half a dozen cuts to be checked over from the blades as they wrapped around his leg. But none of them were particularly dangerous. Still, Dia made short work, before picking up a needle and thread.

“Gula, Alug!” Colin called. The two floof appeared quickly and crouched beside him. “Tit’s, now!”

The twins giggled and pulled off their tops. With their magnificent mammaries on display, Colin pulled them close and hid amongst the happy place of men, since the dawn of creation. And here he stayed as Dia stitched each of his cuts. It didn’t take her long, but in the same reference as the fight, it felt far longer. Still with breasts as far as the eye could see, Colin managed to grit his teeth and bare it, only releasing the twins as Dia wrapped a bandage around his leg.

“Pussy!” Libi called out from behind Dia.

“Ladies, drag her inside and remind her who’s in charge!”

There was a small “What?” Before Alug and Gula raced off. The flapping of wings followed by a loud moan signalled the arrival of Kasey in the mix and Dia gave him a nervous smile before following after. Sitting up, Colin spied Ira standing beside Cupi.

“Can you take her inside, please?”

Ira nodded slowly, before gently plucking the raum from the ground and gently, though awkwardly, carried her into the tent. Colin groaned, and sat up. With a final check of his surroundings, and seeing Harley keeping watch in the early evening light, Colin hobbled inside. Pushing into the tent, Ira was placing Cupi on the bed and getting her comfortable on one side, while a squirming mass of womanly flesh devoured itself on the other. Going by the thrusting of hands, muffled groans and squeals, and a silk covered butt plug on the floor. Well Colin grinned, knowing that Libi wasn’t being left out in any way. Ira glanced from the orgy, to him, and smiled nervously. She still wasn’t comfortable with the whole thing. He’d seen her pair off on occasion, but this seemed a little too much.

“Ira, I need your help,” Colin called softly.

Hobbling towards the bath, Ira met him there after turning on the taps. He waved for her to stop the water before it got too deep. He needed to keep the bandage dry after all, so he was already going to be sitting weirdly. Throwing his bad leg over the rim, Colin sat on the edge and brought his good leg over. Settling himself, Colin slid down and simultaneously lifted his injured leg. Resting it on the edge of the tup, Colin got as comfortable as he could. Ira joined him a moment later, having to practically crawl over the lip and Colin bit his tongue so he wouldn’t laugh at her adorable movements.

“I’m sorry,” Ira said, sliding down into the water opposite him.

“For what?”

“I’m the reason Cupi got hurt,” she mumbled. Before Colin could ask, Ira sighed. “I was right behind you as you went out. I saw the arrows and I dived out of the way. Cupi was right behind me and didn’t see them coming. If I’d just stayed, she wou-”

“Shut up!” Colin growled, and Ira flinched. “Get over here, now!”

Shuddering softly, Ira literally crawled through the shallow water towards him. The moment she was within arms reach, Colin grabbed her and pulled her into a firm hug.

“Don’t you dare blame yourself,” he growled softly.

“But-”

“But what?” Colin cut her off. “If you’d taken that arrow, you wouldn’t have been in a good condition to fight. Cupi or one of the others might have died if you weren’t there to fight for them.”

“Colin, I-”

“Need to shut the fuck up and let us love you!” Colin growled. “You’re not responsible for those arrows. You did what you had to do and someone got hurt. Stop blaming yourself for being faster, stronger and more lethal than any of us.”

“Okay,” Ira hiccupped.

Chapter Twenty-Four – 49009

From Colin’s position laying on his back, he pushed Ira upright. She still looked upset, so Colin started scrubbing her. The look on her face twisted for a moment, before the regret, turned to arousal.

“It’s a shame about your spines,” Colin sighed, fondling the small woman’s chest.

“W-what’s wrong with my spines?” Ira asked, biting her lip.

Colin smiled, “Nothing, they’re just in the way.”

Ira frowned for a moment, “In the way of what?”

“I was thinking you could lie on me, but face up, so I could hold you from behind.

Ira blinked and blushed slightly. Colin wasn’t expecting her to stand, but she turned around and seemed to flex some hidden muscles. Her spines seemed to lay themselves flat against her back, laying their pointed ends amongst the other quills.

“How’s that?”

Reaching up, Colin touched them. They were hard, but flexible. Running his hands up and down, he couldn’t feel any sharp bit’s either.

“Great.”

Taking her hips in hand, Colin shifted slightly, allowing his cock to stand up.

“Oh.”

Colin didn’t give her a chance to respond, before pulling her down onto his cock. Ira didn’t resist at all as it speared into her. In fact, the loud gasp she let out, told her she was in fact, quite ready for it. What she wasn’t ready for, was for Colin to pull her backwards, so she laid back across him.

“Oh fuck,” She gasped.

“You’re so beautiful, Ira,” Colin smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Just lie back and enjoy yourself.”

Reaching down, Colin palmed her clit and ran his fingers around their joining as he rocked his hips back and forth. But as Ira’s legs fell open, Colin had direct access to her tiny clit. Wrapping one around around her chest and holding her breast, Colin used his other hand to gently stroke the tips of his fingers over her clit.

“Oh!” She gasped and wrapped her arms around the one holding her.

“Just enjoy it,” Colin repeated.

Slowly rocking his hips, Colin stroked in the opposite motion. As he drove his hips forward, Colin stoked down her clit, towards the head of his cock. As he withdrew, Colin stroked up towards her belly button.

“Oh, my prince,” Ira gasped. “I’m cumming!”

Colin tightened his grip, but made no other changes. Ira liked things soft and sensual, so he kept up the gentle, slow pace. Even as she thrashed and kicked her legs as she screeched her orgasm, Colin refused to do any more or less than he already was. Ira just came and came and came. The more she came, the closer Colin got. Her small, powerful pussy muscles clamped and massaged his length, bringing him closer and closer.

“Are you ready, Ira?”

“Oh fuck!” Ira moaned. “Please! I want it inside me!”

Colin felt himself tipping over the edge, when he finally changed up his pattern. Bringing his slow thrusts to a halt, he brought his thumb into the strokes to Ira’s clit. Pinching the sensitive organ between his thumb and forefinger, Colin, very gently rolled her flesh around in his grip. The reaction was Ira bucking her hips frantically as she came. The added stimulation of her explosive climax drove Colin over the edge and he started cumming inside her. And like all times, there wasn’t enough room for his cock AND his sperm. So with each frantic thrust as she impaled herself on him, more and more of his sperm was forced out over the pair of them.

Ira was practically sobbing by the time Colin finally relented and stopped his orgasmic massage. Which let Ira roll over and crawl up his body.

“I…”

“I love you Ira,” Colin kissed her.

“Mine!” Gula and Alug chimed in unison.

Ira shuddered in Colin’s arms as the girls got to work cleaning them both with their tongues.

***

Colin sighed, seeing the mess around them. After making love with Ira, they’d all washed up and crawled into bed. Now, the morning after, Colin had stepped out to relieve himself and walked into what looked like a battlefield… Which wasn’t entirely inaccurate, now he thought about it. Corpses littered the ground, some whole, others… less so. The general theme was each of them had been violently taken to pieces by Colin and his small band of women. Which was odd when he thought of it. These people were more than likely highly trained mercenaries. So how did they take them down so easily? Even with Ira taking down the majority on her own, the only injuries was two leg wounds and Cupi in the surprise attack.

Growl

Colin turned and smiled at Harley as he trotted over. The big cat, was just that, a big cat. He came over, gave Colin a sniff and butted him with his big head. Colin just laughed and gave his ears a scratch. Harley purred for a few moments, before suddenly becoming disinterested and turning away.

“Cats,” Colin shook his head.

After relieving himself, Colin joined his wives for breakfast and then started packing up. It really didn’t take all that long, between the seven of them they had everything packed away and they were just about ready to go. There was just one problem.

“No, I’m fine,” Cupi grumbled.

But Colin wasn’t having any of it. “Give me that bag, now.”

“You’re injured too!” She snapped back, trying to hide the pain she was in from her gut wound.

“That’s actually a good point,” Kasey said, standing beside them.

After a little back and forthing, the solution became simple. They tied the rucksacks together, and tossed them over Harley’s shoulders. He wasn’t happy with his new necklace, but calmed right down when Kasey climbed on as well. Colin just shook his head and took one last look at the carnage around them.

Henrietta’s pained grimace was frozen in place. And that made Colin think about what this could all possibly mean. Did she have allies? Was Mistress Furore under attack, herself? Colin wasn’t sure, but there was one way to make sure the message got through no matter what. Walking over to Henrietta’s corpse, Colin frowned. He thought long and hard about the meeting room where Mistress Furore met them. Picturing it in mind, Colin felt an attachment and surged with power. Black flames leaped from his skin and Colin pointed them at the corpse. The flames burst out, engulfing the dead businesswoman and with a soft thud, the corpse vanished.

“Colin?” Kasey asked.

“I sent her back to Mistress Furore. I figured she should know.”

“Mother,” Dai suddenly got worried.

“I’m not sending you back,” Colin eyed her carefully. “If she’s come under attack, I’m not about to drop you in the middle of it. And if we turn around now, we might end up with Susannah coming for us with an army.”

Dai looked like she was about to cry, but she nodded her head and started moving off towards Pratum. Kasey smiled down at Colin, while Alug and Gula helped support Cupi. And with no other rational options, they started marching.

***

The viewing room was in shambles. Blood soaked into everything. Corpses laid about the room. The stench of death was everywhere and Mistress Furore held Susannah by the throat. The spider-aroct, despite her great size, was as close to the floor as she could possibly get.

“Why?” Mistress Furore growled. “Why betray me like this?”

“I have always been loyal to you,” Susannah croaked around Mistress Furore’s iron grip.

“Then why are your guards dead in my chamber?”

“Paid off.”

“Then how am I supposed to trust you?” Mistress Furore asked, drawing a short blade.

“Because,” Susannah grunted. “I’m yours.”

“DON’T LIE TO ME NOW!”

But Susannah held her gaze, despite barely being able to breathe. “Yours,” she spat.

Mistress Furore screamed, bringing the sword around to end her most trusted friend, when black flames burst into existence beside them. The flames swirled around, before a thump announced the arrival of Henrietta’s cold corpse. Releasing Susannah, Mistress Furore loomed over Henrietta’s twisted expression and admired the deadly bite. On the corpse, she could sense the power coming from it. And she knew it could only have come from one place.

Susannah burst into movement. Ripping out her sword, she came in low and charged. Mistress Furore bared her teeth, but knew it was over before she could react. Susannah slammed into her, the sword going under her arm. And a shocked gasp escaped behind her. Mistress Furore felt the soft weight of a body press against her from behind, before Susannah yanked the sword free. She saw the wings of an incubus as the corpse hit the floor behind her.

“Yours,” Susannah said softly. “I’ve always been yours, ever since-”

Mistress furore grabbed the woman by the hair and pulled her into a fierce kiss. The powerful spider-aroct crouched down to be submissive to the dragonfly. But she was no less active in their fierce battle lust. Pulling the spider-aroct away, Mistress Furore snarled softly.

“Mine.”

“Yours,” Susannah whimpered softly.

Mistress Furore hissed, before nipping Susannah’s lip with her teeth. “You and I have a lot to talk about. But first, I believe we have a business to acquire.”

“Do you wish for me to call backup?”

Mistress Furore thought for a moment, then shook her head. “No, send them to scour your ranks for more dissent. Then meet me at Henrietta’s home. We’ll start there.”

Susannah, nodded, and turned to leave. But Mistress Furore grabbed her arm. Slipping a hand down her body, Mistress Furore’s fingers found the wet patch under Susannah’s armour. After smearing it over her hand, she lifted it to her lips and tasted it.

“When we are done, you will bathe me, and I will reward you for saving my life.”

Susannah gulped and nodded, but the desire burned in her eyes. Scrambling from the room in a hurry, Mistress Furore moved to her own rooms. It had been many years since she had worn her armour. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t regularly oiled and polished. It took her a few minutes to get into the steel armour. It protected mostly her midsection. But had various bladed pieces that would be handy for when they would inevitably be surrounded. So after refitting her sheaths in their proper positions. Mistress Furore stalked from her tower and straight off the edge into thin air.

Several people screamed as she slammed into the deck beside them. Several more screamed as she started pushing through the crowd. As demons went over the edge into the water, a large hand reached to grab her. The mino didn’t even feel the blade that took it at the wrist. But he did feel the one driven into his knee. Crying out in pain, Mistress Furore kept moving. Now at least everyone got out of her way in a hurry. Her name was being yelled out ahead.

That had the added bonus of bringing a few more guards to her attention. As they rushed up, Mistress Furore only had a moment to prepare as they drew blades. But a moment was all she needed. Against Susannah, she could be outmatched by a moment, but these regular guards had no idea the pain they were about to experience. The bladed armour she wore was more weapon than defence. As the first arrived and swung to take her head off. Mistress Furore stepped, the blade went wide and she drove her knee into the floof’s armoured chest. The metal caved under the force of the blow and Mistress Furore stepped over him to the two who had stopped behind. They lunged at the same time, and Mistress Furore stepped back, allowing them to overextend themselves. One had a spear, while the other a long sword. Both seemed to want to keep her well back. But they didn’t account for her speed. Even most aroct couldn’t match her when she wanted to move. She simply did. In one moment, the guards were over extended, in the next, she pushed the spear aside and stepped within arms reach of the sword wielder.

Driving her spiked helmet into the face of the swordsman. She spun, yanking the spear free of the second. Continuing her spin, she hit them with the haft of the spear, knocking them into the water below. The swordsman wasn’t doing any better, clutching their helmet, where it had punctured their face. Mistress Furore reared back and drove her heel into the arocts middle, sending them over the railing to join their friend in the water.

She didn’t care if they would drown or not. Even if they escaped they wouldn’t be getting far. And as Susannah came running towards her with fury in her eyes, Mistress Furore grinned like a madwoman.

“LONG LIVE THE PRINCE!” She roared.

And that’s when the screaming started.

Chapter Twenty-Five – 51165

Colin was beginning to regret not returning to Greymoore. Dia looked on the verge of bursting into tears at any moment. And he couldn’t blame her in the slightest. The smoke was visible from here. Great plumes of it that reached high into the atmosphere. The lack of wind made it more obvious, letting the smoke rise straight up. There was no confusing the location of the fire.

As they walked and Colin weighed up his options, he became aware of a small vibration in the air. It came closer, before moving further away, then came closer again.

“Ladies, get ready,” Colin called softly.

The vibrations seemed to pulse back and forth as whatever it was got closer and closer. Until finally he could hear the rumble of wingbeats. And he’d heard this sound before. Opening his wings, Colin got ready to fly. He didn’t like his chances, but he wanted to keep it away from his wives if he could. And like the unholy abomination was summoned, the giant flying dragonfly burst over the treetops. Atop it’s back was a rattus, but this one was wearing armour. The moment the rattus spotted them, the dragonfly whirled around and raced towards them. It closed at a rapid pace, one that Colin could never match and he tensed his legs in anticipation.

“Veronica!” Dia called.

At the last moment, the dragonfly pulled back and extended it’s legs, before dropping to the ground. The rattus, Veronica leaped from the back of the large creature and dropped to her knees.

“My Prince, Mistress Furore thanks you for the message. She humbly requests that you not return for the time being as we cut out supporters of the regent.”

Before Colin could respond, Dia physically tackled the woman. With a joyous laugh, she plucked the rattus into her arms and swung her bodily around.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” She cried

“My Queen,” Veronica squeaked. “Please put me down!”

“OH!” Dia froze, before realising she was the centre of attention. “I’m sorry,” she grimaced and put the rattus down.

“Please, give my thanks to mother. I was worried.”

“It will be done,” Veronica bowed slightly, before turning back to the dragonfly.

“Hold up!” Colin called after her. Veronica froze, but went back to a knee. “Yeah, you can stop that. I just wanted to ask if you could come back. We could use a scout, Harley’s good for warning us when they get here, but you’d be better off spotting anything larger.”

“I…” Veronica awkwardly stood up, before bowing slightly, “Yes, my Prince, I will inform Mistress Furore.”

Before he could respond, she jumped back onto the dragonfly and raced off in the direction of the smoke. Turning to look at his wives, Colin frowned, “Is there a reason everyone calls me the prince, and you queens?”

“The war,” Ira replied. “Calling you the king, implies you’re at the same status as god. The angels don’t like that and made us change it after the war.”

“Is anyone else as confused about why angels seem to be the bad guys here?”

“They’re not all bad,” Kasey mumbled.

“No,” Colin shook his head and shot her a smile. “Some of them are some of the kindes, most wonderful, loving and fucking sexy, beings on this plane.”

“Enough flirting unless I’m getting some dick,” Libi grumbled.

“Us too!” Gula and Alug cheered.

Colin just rolled his eyes and gestured for everyone to start moving.

The sound of approaching wings signalled the arrival of Veronica, as they breaked for lunch. This time the sound didn’t come and go, and Colin realised she was probably zigzagging over the area looking for them. Now, she had their general location and direction, so she was coming straight for them. Sure enough, after a few seconds of the approaching wings, she appeared over the trees and spotted them immediately. Like before, she raced towards them and landed quickly.

“My Prince, I have returned as requested,” she bowed.

Colin sighed and nodded, not liking her strict posture in addressing him. “Alright, do you know where we’re going? Got everything you need?”

“Yes, my Prince,” she bowed. “I have my own tent, some supplies and Zippy here can help the ester with hunting, so we’ll have plenty of food.”

“Didn’t think of that, but… Great?” Colin shrugged. “We’re just taking a break to eat, then we’re gonna get going again.”

“Yes, my Prince,” Veronica bowed, before jumping back on… Zippy’s back.

As they took to the sky again, Colin shook his head. “Ladies, can one of you talk to her please?”

“Why?” Libi giggled. “I thought you liked being in charge?”

“Keep it up, and I’m going to leave you out of the fun tonight,” Colin grumbled.

It worked though, as Libi practically went white, “Noooooo,” she moaned. “I’ll be good. Your good little succubus. You wouldn’t do that to me right?”

“Libi?” Colin gave her a pointed glare.

This time she blushed, “I’ll be good.”

“Good girl,” Colin pulled her closer for a kiss.

“We should get a carriage,” Gula said out loud.

Colin frowned, “Weren’t we avoiding stuff like that, so we didn’t draw attention?”

“We’ve been attacked once,” Ira growled. “Attention has been drawn.”

“And with Veronica scouting for us, we can afford to move quicker,” Alug offered.

Colin looked around and saw nobody about to disagree. “Alright, where do we get a carriage?”

“Northolme,” Cupi said quickly.

“They have the best mounts,” Gula grinned.

“And how far is it?” Colin asked.

“We could be there by nightfall, spend the night and get what we need tomorrow,” Cupi continued. “We were originally going to bypass the town, but not by much. They’re the first town at the start of the prairies.”

“Is this place separated into habitats or something?” Colin asked.

“Pretty much,” Libi smiled. “The Prairies are the home of the floof, minotaur and anyone who likes prairies. The desert over the sea to the east is full of Lamia mostly. The aroct like their swamp, north is the plains, which is even flatter than the prairies. That’s where the regent is.”

“And the tundra, I’m guessing is south?”

“Yes,” Ira nodded. “It is a barren wasteland of death, for all those who are unprepared. Only my people live there permanently.”

“The raum are in the west,” Cupi added. “Between the plains and the tundra is a vast rainforest system my people call home.”

Colin nodded, taking it all in. “What about the succubi? Where are they?”

Libi smiled nervously, “The land where I’m from is a series of islands. It’s mountainous, barren and it sits between the deserts of the lamia and the tundra.”

“So what’s outside all of this?” Colin asked as they started to move off. “You mentioned an ocean, I’m guessing the desert is on another continent?”

“That was before their time,” Ira said slowly. “Before the war with the angels, we warred amongst ourselves. There are small pockets surviving on every continent. With the exception of the lamia, most of them came to this continent, rather than trying to survive on their own.”

“I’m guessing you’re talking about minotaurs?”

“Among others,” Ira nodded. “At least here, they can’t breed to the same numbers that made their own wars so vicious.”

“Why not?”

Ira shrugged, “They start acting out, we kill em.”

Colin gulped at the cold indifferent way that Ira had said those words. Then remembered her talk about killing entire armies. But decided it wasn’t worth pursuing. It wasn’t like she didn’t tell him she was a monster when he made love to her that first night.

***

The lich hissed in annoyance. It’s orders were to find the prince, kill him and bring back his supporters. But this was above and beyond what the job description provided. Almost a third of this town was on fire. Most of the inhabitants seemed occupied with bucket chains, but there was still fighting going on. The lich had identified Mistress Furore. She looked like she did all those years ago. Unfortunately, they could also hear the woman barking orders about killing anyone who opposed the prince. This had quickly gone from a simple snatch and grab, to a potential siege. If only they had ignored the smoke. They wouldn’t even need to be here.

Hissing with impatience, the lich wondered if it would be best to go take care of the prince. Mistress Furore, without the prince, would lose her support. Then the town would be easier to attack. With a growl, the lich thought about raising every corpse in the town and having them fight back. But that would leave them depleted. No… Far easier to chase the real prey. The rate for sieging a whole town was much higher than a precision strike, and without a clear target… No… Not worth the effort.

Turning away from the burning, madness and death, the lich headed in the direction it had felt the surge of power the evening before. Only now…

“Pratum,” the lich hissed. “They’re heading to Pratum.”

***

Colin grinned as the lights of the town came into view. It was just on full dark and he and his wives were eager to arrive. Not that they’d been lacking comfort, or company. But this would be the first time they could hopefully stay somewhere safe. The streets were mostly empty as they entered the town limits. The trees broke away and Colin could see tall grass though gaps in the buildings. Northolme really was on the edge. The few people that were out at this hour seemed to all be heading either too, or from the same location. Which was great, as that was exactly where they were headed. A large tavern. It was built centuries ago when the town itself was established properly. With a reputation for good animals, they had good business and when people came to town, they needed somewhere to stay. Now they’re only problem, would be if there were supporters of the regent here.

The tavern was in the middle of the main street. A large building, not unlike the last tavern Colin had visited with Libi. There was a small flight of stairs, leading to a set of large barn doors. Probably to allow for minotaur to enter and leave with ease. They were heavier than expected, but Colin just put more force into his push and let his wives enter. The final was a nervous, and unsure looking Veronica, who had left Zippy with Harley at the edge of the forest. Colin shot her a smile, before stepping into the room behind his wives and coming to a complete halt. The entire tavern was silent, even though it was filled with floof, minotaurs and a few aroct.

“Nephilim,” Someone said.

“Is that the prince?” Another asked.

“Trouble,” Another murmured.

But it was the bartender that caught Colin’s attention. He was a minotaur, but looked like a monster. It was obvious that the doors were as large as they were, not for the comfort of minotaurs in general, but for the comfort of this one, singular, minotaur. He was huge, his horns bumped the ceiling as he stomped towards them. Colin could see the muscles in his arms twitching as easily as he could see the frown. Pushing quickly through his wives, Colin stepped ahead, as Ira did the same to him.

“Ira?” The big man asked.

Colin’s smallest wife put her hands on her hips, “Fuck is this Dorak? You open a fucking tavern, and I don’t even get an invite?”

The big man boomed with laughter. The whole room shook as he wiped his eyes. “I fucking new it,” he grinned. “I tried my friend, I really tried. But my letters kept getting sent back. I had the feeling someone was intercepting my mail, and now I have proof.”

“Well,” Ira grinned, “We’re here now.”

“Indeed you are,” the big man grinned, “Tell me, prince,” The minotaur leveled his eyes with Colin. “What would you pay me to keep silent about your whereabouts to the regent?”

“Dorak!” Ira snapped.

But the big man waved for her to wait, while Colin gathered his thoughts. “I’m not paying you anything. But if you’re going to threaten my wives, I will kill you. You aren’t my first mino.”

The room seemed to tense as Colin stared up at the big minotaur unflinchingly. But the big man chuckled softly. “Anyone who has the balls both before and after mating Ira, has my respect. And that pisspot regent can suck it.” Standing tall, he looked around the room. “Long live the PRINCE!”

Colin wasn’t sure what happened next. The room exploded into noise. The big man practically dragged them to the counter and before Colin knew what to think, he was staring at a mug of frothing ale as tall as his forearm. Music started up somewhere and Colin found himself smiling and enjoying the first true respite he’d had, since landing in Hell. The ladies must have gotten into it as well. Kasey and Dia were smiling as they chatted with one another. Gula and Alug were busy drinking a pair of floof under the table. Going by the winks they kept shooting him, Colin wasn’t worried about whose bed they would end up in. Cupi seemed to be playing cards, with an ever growing stack of coins beside her. Ira and Dorak, after an arm wrestling competition that destroyed a table, proceeded to get roaring drunk together. And Colin got to listen to the pair of them sing an old war song, while Libi sucked his cock, in full view of every hot blooded, jealous male in the room.

Sometimes, it really was good to be prince!

Chapter Twenty-Six – 53468

Soft… So soft… Colin squeezed his hands gently and marvelled in the perfect softness under his fingers. He ran his fingers up and down and smiled at the feeling of the pelt as it shifted under his hands. Reaching around, he felt breasts and… And none of his wives had breast that were furry.

“What?” Colin groaned and opened his eyes. Pressed to his front, as naked as he, was Veronica.

About a million things went through Colin’s mind. The rattus was beautiful. She was all curves, fur and softness. And he had no memory of what happened when they got back to the room. Had they had sex, were they mated now? Colin groaned softly to himself. Sitting up, he tried not to ogle her, and turned away. But that wasn’t all that was going on. Immediately behind him were the twins. They had fallen asleep on top of one another. Even in sleep, their lips moved slowly against one anothers. But it was Libi beneath them that had his attention. Shifting down the bed, Colin got a good view of both Libi’s hands, buried to the wrists inside each twin. There also seemed to be an abundance of sperm, that Colin instinctively knew was his, leaking from all three of them.