Running through the woods I can barely see 50 ft. in front of me for the fog, but I can hear his heaving breaths and the thuds of his paws on the frosty earth behind me getting closer and closer. I run in a blind panic, looking for somewhere, anywhere to hide where I will be safe.
The frosted path in front of me glistens white and hard, lined by impenetrable woods on both sides with the fog rolling in thick from the left. The air is cold on my face as I propel myself forwards, urging myself on but conscious and panicking that I am heading deeper into the forest and further from the village. His snarling is getting louder and I dare not look behind me, but can see him clearly in my mind, that horrifying beast that is pursuing me.Then I see it, up ahead, a break in the trees; I have to get some cover -- I can't outrun him. My cloak snags on the branches as I make my way as quickly as I can down the narrow track, which suddenly opens up into a clearing. A suddenWe have entered a clearing in the forest. Trees are lining the outside but at the far end are sheer cliffs of grey rock stretching miles high and a glistening waterfall cascades at one end. I can see the opening to a cave at the foot of the cliffs and I can hear what sounds like a river. He carries me on until we are not far from the cave and sets me down on a rock. He looks at me with want in his eyes but not in a predatory way, he seems more caring. But I also sense hurt and pain. I am curious.Backing away from me he turns and heads closer to the cave and sits on a rock at the edge of the water and starts to check over his wounds. His breathing skips as he inspects himself and I cannot help but feel empathy for this creature. I rise slowly to my feet and gently approach him from the side. As I get closer, he lets out a low rumbling growl. I check myself but do not stop. If he wanted to kill me surely, he would have done so already.As I get closer I can see
She would have screamed but the air was knocked out of her lungs. Teeth sliced into her torso even though he oddly did not apply more pressure than was needed to hold her. He dropped her to the pavement and she lay there stunned. This was it she had miss calculated it was over for her. He brought his face down to hers and breathed "I will take you now and as I am now, you will die." Rhea was bug eyed as the unimaginable member slid from its sheath.Seth was in awe of this woman. She had given him the chance he needed to right himself and try one last attack. He was amazed he still had some reserves he had gotten more from taking her then he could have hoped for. He still had a last blast of fire left in him. He bellowed at Stephon the older dragon whipped around and stumbled backwards kicking the woman to the wall in the process.He belched forth fire at his enemy's tender under belly and up across his face the other dragon reeled back and fell screaming in pai
In the Fae RealmViolent winds whipped the trees into a frenzied dance, shaking free debris and leaves that swept down from the edge of the forest to swirl around the young woman standing alone on the beach. Allorah looked at the bruised clouds with trepidation. Dark and heavy, they crouched on the horizon, illuminated every few minutes by wicked spikes of lightning. Bone-shaking growls of thunder were amplified by the black expanse of ocean until they seemed nearly deafening to the inhabitants of the small island. Never in her lifetime had there been such a storm, yet she had the foreboding sense that this was only a precursor to the true threat.The threat that was posed by the invaders to the north.Tall and strange, they had landed on the island's northern shore when she was still just a child, and they brought with them bizarre creatures, and unfamiliar ways. Almost as soon as they had arrived, they began clearing the woods around the area of their
Allorah nodded, determination setting in. "Then we must begin preparations immediately; we've no time to waste." She quickly strode over to where the scroll rested on a counter and scooped it up, scanning its contents hurriedly. "It says we will need to gather..." She trailed off when she noticed the Priestess had not moved."There will be no 'we' this time, Allorah. This is something you must do. Alone.""But... Mother, I am only an apprentice." She said in confusion. "Surely this is something for a full Priestess—""You are a priestess in all but name, Allorah, and you know it." Dannonae said, cutting her off. "If not for this war, we would have already had held the official ceremony." Seeing the expression of shocked doubt Allorah wore, she continued in a gentler tone. "You have all the tools you will need for this. Trust yourself."She shook her head. "I don't think I can do this. Too much depends on it. Couldn't you—?"
"You are the one that summoned me?" His voice was deep and powerful. Allorah could only nod in awe. He advanced slowly, his eyes never leaving her. She felt a stirring of something within her, and undefined yearning, a needing. The light danced over the hardened muscles of his chest and arms and the silver spikes of his hair. He knelt on one knee before her."I am the Warrior Seth. I am here to serve." He said formally, then paused. His tone changed. "What is your name?""Allorah," she breathed. His intense green eyes mesmerized her. The yearning inside her had grown, changed into something stronger. She could feel a strange and unfamiliar sensation between her legs."Allorah," he whispered, "Beautiful. You are the one who will bring me to completion."His hand reached out, tracing her cheek, her trembling lips. Her body quivered in excitement as that hand dropped down to casually tweak her rose-colored nipple. Alien passion roared through
Allorah awoke to the vigorous chirping of birds and an unfamiliar ache. It encompassed most of her belly, but seemed to originate at the apex of her legs. Keeping her eyes tightly shut, she turned a little and burrowed deeper into the warm softness of her blankets. She knew she would have to deal with the bleeding soon enough, but in this chaotic time, quiet moments were rare, and she relished the opportunity to simply relax. When Dannonae came to wake her, she would get up.At the thought of Dannonae, she sighed. The old Priestess had likely been up all night again, caring for the wounded. And as much as she wanted to stay abed, Allorah couldn't reconcile her own selfish wishes with the suffering of the men awaiting her attention. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes.She noticed immediately that she was not in her bed. Instead, she was outdoors, in an ancient glade with the pale morning sun angling in to light the area in sparkling rays. And she was not alone. A
Abruptly, Seth let go of her wrists and grabbed the base of his cock. He used his other hand to still her wiggling, and to keep her at the right angle as he guided himself to her entrance. For a moment, they both paused, relishing the charge of the moment, before he slowly slid all of himself inside her.Once again she felt the pleasurably painful sensation of being stretched to capacity. He fit within her so perfectly, so closely, that she could feel his heartbeat throbbing against her walls from his cock. His now free hand rose to her breast where he rolled the nipple between his fingers. He waited like that for a few breaths, letting her take in the tide of feeling, then began slowly rocking in and out. This new angle made him rub almost constantly against a highly sensitive spot on the front of her pussy walls, and it quickly had her moaning in dizzied pleasure.The hand on her breast slipped across her chest to pinch and roll her other nipple, while his ri
"This is the Warrior Seth." She stated solemnly. "He is here to aid us."The two men with Geldan made noises of disbelief. He motioned them to silence, but his face was all doubt. "To aid us." He repeated, staring at Seth suspiciously. "And how do you know one such as him will not betray us instead?"Allorah drew herself up indignantly. "I know, Hunter Geldan, because I am the one who summoned him to help us.""And just where did you summon him from?" The suspicion still lay heavily in his tone. Allorah felt her patience coming to an end. She was tired, hungry, worried about her home, and sore in highly embarrassing places. She let her voice sharpen, and her gaze chill."That is the Priesthood's affair, Geldan. And while I appreciate your caution, I will not tolerate being interrogated. Is that clear?" He seemed first surprised at the edge in her voice, then shamed by her words. His gaze dropped and he bowed his head respectfully.