Duel of fate, and lust

With dinner finished you all retire to your joined sitting room. To get there you have to pass just by your own sleeping chamber, attached is your study and the rooms for your companions are connected in clusters. A brief tour of the… oh let’s just call it what it is. The harem quarters, found very comfortable and customizable rooms. The furniture is sturdy but also light enough to allow for it to be relatively easily moved. The décor is comfortable and tasteful with all the amenities.

You listen to the soft murmur of conversation as the women mingle and convers over drinks. The conversations seem to break down into three categories. That being discussion on the respective similarities and differences between the womens lives, discussions on martial and magic, and some very lewd discussion on your sexual capabilities. The last category of conversation seems to have one particular member of your harem rather stirred up. The giantess Jolka has cornered Gromna and Tozi to demand the recount their experience with you and between the Orcesses shy and blushing recounting of your loving soul fucking of her to show her how beautiful you found her. Contrasted agains the almost animalistic primal mating with Tozi definitely had the giantess warrior maiden all hot and bothered under the collar. A puff of air moving through the room carried the sent from the towering woman to your sensitive nose, she was all but dripping for you.

Your hungry gaze focused on Jolka sends a shudder up her spine as her body reacts to your intent. With your supernatural senses you can see the blood rushing to her face causing a blush to darken on her face and her nipples to harden further as she turned and meets your eyes.

“Ohhh, is the unconcerned war madden finally going to meet her master?” Had you not been able to track multiple presences in your surroundings simultaneously Frunda would have likely given you a jump scare. The red headed warrior stood at your shoulder, having approached with an **** stealth.

“What do you mean? I know from her wish that she wants a mate strong enough to concur her, but what do you mean by master?” You don’t take your eyes from the Giantess as she turns back to her two companions. Frunda chuckled, “giants are a militant and tribal people. Their warriors believe that the strongest should lead. When it comes to marriage the stronger becomes the lead in all aspects of the relationship. Jolka is among the strongest of her people, where she interested in women she would likely have several wives serving her. But she wants a husband. Honestly, I’m surprised some other dragon hasn’t claimed her before you got her. “

Jolka had walked over to you. “Several tried, they were less than gracious in their defeat and after I had to kill the last one… no others wanted to try. If they had been strong enough in both heart and body I would have gladly followed them.” She shrugged looking at you, “will you claim me fully this night?”You watched the hope rise in her eyes. “Has you dinner settled sufficiently?” “I am ready Nilrem, though if you don’t mind, I would request witnesses.” “Tradition?” “Yes, two of sufficient status would be best. They don’t have to stay for everything but they should be there to vouch for the legitimacy of the results.”

You look around realizing that your group has become the center of attention in the room. Frunda slaps Jolka on the butt “I’ll witness and if you don’t mind I’d like to enjoy the aftershow, should be quiet the tumble!” You had to hide an internal wince at the casual familiarity of Frunda’s actions. However, Jolka simply nodded in agreement, you didn’t mind putting on a show for the legendary warrior. You looked around and were surprised when Illenwyn stepped forward, “I to shall stand in witness of this though I will give you your privacy this night."

With everyone ready you moved to your bedroom. Jolka had been hesitant at first to have this battle in a place with but you had calmly stated that you would have her under control before anything could be broken. Your confidence and assertion definitely spiked her heat and she almost rushed to get to your room.

Entering you found a large and mostly empty room. The walls has recesses and flats that looked like they would be perfect for storing artifacts and manuscripts you would recover in your future. The center of the room was a slightly raised platform with a sunken bedding aria that looked very comfortable and with more than enough room for your harem as you noted before. Looking over to Jolka you are a little surprised to find her stripping out of her armor and clothing. As she stands back up with only her axe and shield in hand she meets your questioning look. “It is tradition that a marriage duel be fought without any obscuration of the body so no hidden weapons or traps may be brought into the sacred match or bed after.”

Well you can appreciate that. Looking down to your armor you focus. She is very **** to leave you but with a little persuasion and a few promises she slips of and takes up position on a suddenly present armor stand as you look back up you find Sakura and Sephillia have joined the watchers for this.

Now with both of you naked you and Jolka square up. There are no last-minute declaration, no grand speeches. You both know what needs to happen. A part of you is tempted to just cut loose with arcane power but something tells you that for this duel you should keep the contest firmly in the martial realm. As such you focus and the world seems to slow down. You incredibly powerful brain nearly the same size as a humans but with multiple times the neuron density allows for this without any supernatural influence.

With the world now in slow motion you take the full measure of your giantess partner. Her steps are surprisingly light with her weight control and balance combined to make her seam remarkably light. Her smoothly flexing muscles without excessive tension give her the graceful appearance of a stalking big cat. Her eyes observe and track you assessing and calculating. While she may want you to win this match she will not pull any punches.

As you relax and allow the world to return to almost normal speed you realize that you will have to take the initiative. While she is wielding an axe she has taken a defensive stance. Silently you rush in, you are fast, but you doubt you are the fastest foe she has faced before. Sure, enough she tracked you as you come in. Her shield snaps out with punishing **** and expert timing. At the last moment at quick twist turns your headlong charge into a brutal shoulder check coming in under her arm and flipping her shield down and into her legs. Normally her firm stance would make this a non issue but this time it works against her. With a grip on the shield to anchor you, you swing your lower body around and twist. As flexible as a cat your back leg connect with Jolkas hips your flexible toes spreading and finding purchases on the giantess hips your tail further wrapping around a leg to anchor you.

Things go from bad to worse for the giantess as her axe was already in an almost reflexive strike for where you should have been stalled out against her shield. A crippling strike that likely you’ll have made the rest of the fight a foreign conclusion. Unfortunately, this paired high your highly unprecedented maneuver has thrown Jolka of balance, and you continuing around and up into her back doesn’t help.

With Jolka of balance and you already on her back a quick flex of your tail and shift of weight throws the pair of you to the ground. Now in the grapple Jolka is **** to release her axe and shield. Unfortunately, (or maybe very fortunately;) you are already locking up her options. Your hand paws lock around Jolkas wrists as she reaches back for you and your borderline godly strength and better position let’s you bring her back and into a revers prayer position then your head snaps up and around grasping her elegant neck in your jaws. In that moment you both freeze. You can feel her pulse thundering against your mouth your teeth just barely dimpling her skin. You can both taste and smell her arousal spiking as her body recognizes your control over it.

“Yield” she gasps, acknowledging your victory. You release your bight on her neck but nothing else. “Get up beautiful,” you softly order. With a wriggle and an aroused whimper Jolka rolled to her feat and rises. Standing you now ride your lover your weight while not trivial is well within what she can support. “Walk to the bed” you command, carefully to keep your voice warm and caring. You enjoy the feel of her muscles flexing and her skin sliding against you as Jolka carries you to the massive bed. As she reaches it you glance over and find all your other companions still watching. Hu, well far be it from you to interrupt a little voyeurism.

Returning your attention to your giantess you consider how she seems to be enjoying her predicament. “Hmmm, I think I quite like this. How about it, I can have Ignar make you a custom harness and you can be my stead. You can spend your time simply carrying your master and when not carrying me you can serve as my brood mare?”

You were expecting some kind of reaction, you were not expecting a shuddering, quacking full body orgasm compleat with squirting as, without any further stimulation your giantess collapses onto the bed.