Epilogue - Three Years Later

Three years later...

"Grukk!" Cecilia called from the ranch gate. In her right hand she held a wooden sword. Her left hand rested on her large belly. "Grukk, where are you?"

"Here mama!" A small, green face popped up from a nearby bush. "I gotcha!" The half-orc toddler ran up and whacked at Cecilia's shins with a wooden sword. But Cecilia deftly parried his strikes with her own training sword. Even seven months pregnant, she was still a warrior.

Three years ago, the three adventurers and their new master escaped the toad caves with ease, sneaking through the passages that Grull had originally used to enter the caverns. They returned to Grull's home, a small ranch in the hills, and there they began a new life.

Myria was the first to show. Her toned belly began to reveal her pregnancy soon after their adventure had ended. Dew suspected that she had been pregnant before they made it above ground. It was not surprising, given the number of times Grull came inside of her. Cecilia was right. Myria was his favorite. Nine months later, Myria had a healthy half-orc baby boy, and named him Skar.

Cecilia and Dew noticed their pregnancies around the same time, a few weeks later. Dew's proceeded more slowly, as was natural for an elf. Cecilia gave birth to Grukk, then Dew had Hauron. The elf mage cast a number of spells on the infant, and was pleased to determine that the baby had inherited both his parents' magical aptitude.

Grull had his sons, but he was not done with the adventuring women. He continued to use them for his pleasure, often many times a night. He was never sated, and all three women would often pleasure him at once. They bonded more over that than anything in their adventuring days. Cecilia and Myria were both pregnant again before long. Myria had already given birth to her second child, a lovely little girl, and Cecilia's second was on the way soon.

Cecilia and her son Grukk met Myria outside the farmhouse. Myria carried her infant, and her own little toddler Skar followed at her heels, sneaking from this to that. From within, they heard the ever-familiar sounds of Grull and Dew rutting upstairs.

"Good evening, whore," Cecilia said, warmly.

"Evening, prude," Myria laughed. "I think Grull and Dew are going to be at it all night."

"I can watch the baby, if you want to join them."

Myria smiled. "I'd love that! Thank you!" She handed the sleeping little half-orc girl to Cecilia, who sat down on the porch bench. "I haven't exactly gotten any since she came along. Skar, why don't you and your brother find Hauron and play."

Myria hurried upstairs to where Dew lay, legs spread, in the master bed. Grull was on top of her, spearing her elfin cunt with his rigid penis. Dew moaned and gasped into his neck as they fucked. Her pale breasts jiggled alluringly, so Myria crept up beside Dew and, timing carefully to the lovers' thrusts, took the elf's nipple into her mouth. At the added sensation, the elf's legs thrashed out as she sobbed in orgasm. Myria reached between them and rubbed her fingers around Dew's clit, increasing the elf's overwhelming climax. Her fingertips sparked as magic coursed out of them.

What do these two spellcasters get up to when they're alone? Myria thought. Then she continued her **** on Dew's clit, just above where Grull's cock disappeared into her depths. Myria shifted and slipped out of her clothes.

Myria took Grull's face in her hands and kissed her master deep on the lips, and he groped at her breasts in response. Myria slid her legs over Dew's shoulders, and Dew immediately began to lap at the duelist's exposed cunt. Myria pushed Grull back into a standing position as he continued to thrust into Dew, and the change of angle made Dew cum again, thrashing on the bed beneath her two lovers. Grull looked Myria in the eye, and Myria saw the pure, savage lust that she had come to love so dearly.

"Breed her again, my love," she said, working her fingers on her own vagina alongside Dew's agile tongue "Ohhh... yes... give her another baby... do it now while she's cumming... while I'm cumming..." She gasped and moaned and then it struck, her first orgasm since the baby was born. She squealed in delight and clamped her thighs around Dew's head as Grull stiffened and grunted his pleasure. Myria looked down and saw his cock pulse inside of Dew's slit, delivering its load into her depths. The erotic sight made Myria climax again and again until she saw stars.

The three lovers came down from their orgasmic pinnacles and slumped onto the bed together.

"What do you think, Dew?" Myria asked. "Another little brother or sister for our family?"

"Certainly," the elf murmured in her half-asleep, post-orgasm daze. "Oh, most certainly."

They drifted off to sleep together. Outside, Cecilia watched over the children as the next generation of half-orcs grew strong. The three adventurers were happy with their new lives, their new love, content that they had found their destiny.