Healing a Harpy’s Wing – 3-1B (Alt Route-Mirrored)

Chapter 3 Alternate Route 1 – Song in the Night (continued)

“Will your healing magic be sufficient to fully heal your wing?” He asked as he pushed himself up onto his knees.

“It would be easier if I could relieve the pain before getting started.” She admitted, “But it should do the trick.”

He nodded, and said, “Well, lucky for you, I do have a bit of healing magic of my own.” He made a simple gesture with one hand while speaking a quick incantation, casting a flash heal on Gryla’s wing.

Some of the tension in her body left as the pain in her wing was alleviated. “That didn’t heal me all the way.” She observed, while flexing her wing.

“Well, you did say you were going to show me that sex healing magic.” Kaylen reminded her with a wry grin.

“I suppose you’re right.” She agreed, grinning as she sat up, using her agile feet to untie her halter, exposing her supple breasts with soft feathering around the edges, and tiny pink nipples in the center. “Do you need me to help prepare you?” She asked as she undid the tie on her shorts and lowered them to reveal her core, wiggling her hips to get them down to her ankles so she could kick them aside.

“I think I can manage.” He assured her, moving closer and wrapping his arms around her waist as he brought both hands to her tight rear and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze.

Gryla giggled, and arched her back, pressing her ass into Kaylen’s hands. “Just be careful of my wing, it’s still sore.”

“I’ll be gentle.” He replied as he quickly disrobed, laying some of his clothes on the grass before turning back to Gryla and lifting her off her feet, carefully laying her on her back, and kneeling between her legs.

He caressed along her slit, ensuring she was wet and eliciting a moan from her throat before transferring some of her juices to his shaft and stroking himself a few times. “You ready?” He asked, and she nodded, her thighs splayed wide as he guided himself to her core and pushed inside.

He let out a moan, which tangled with her own gasp of pleasure as he was engulfed in her wet heat. “Fuck! You’re fucking huge, for a human!”

“So I’ve been told.” He murmured, as she rocked her hips experimentally to grind up at him. He was getting close to two thirds of his length inside her every time he bottomed out.

“Mmm, you’re good at this.” She said, breathlessly. “Tell me when you’re close, so I can start the incantation.”

He nodded, using one hand to explore her torso, combing along her feathers, some of which were soft and downy, and some of which had rougher edges. He soon was kneading her left breast, rolling her nipple and pinching it roughly, drawing fresh gasps from Gryla’s throat.

She writhed beneath him and whimpered with every thrust and grind of his hips. “I might actually cum myself.” She murmured. “Can you hold off until after?”

He nodded, “Of course, I can hold off as long as you need.”

She groaned, and arched her hips upwards, meeting his thrusts with her own undulations. “Fuck, is that all of you inside me? You’ve got quite the monster.”

“Guess I should take that as an ironic compliment, from a harpy.” He told her, shifting his weight so he could reach down with his right hand to the juncture of her thighs, finding the damp fold of her hood stretched open by his shaft moving in and out of her slick heat. He rubbed back and forth a few times, then pushed her hood back and stroked her nub directly.

She crooned loudly and chuckled between gasps, “My people think of humans as the monsters.” She replied. “Fuuuuck!”

She tossed her head back and forth as he increased his pace, moaning at the feel of her walls fluttering around him, “Gods! I’m…” She tensed up, “Cumminnnnng!” She cried out a moment later as a fresh flood of juices coated his groin.

He held still as she trembled and shook, rocking her hips and bucking against him, stirring dirt and detritus from beneath her as she came. It took a long moment, but finally she relaxed back against the grass beneath her, “I need you to cum inside me now!” She whispered fiercely.

“Mmm, I think I can manage that.” He assured her, and resumed thrusting with increased speed and force, grinding into her cervix every time he bottomed out inside her. He closed his eyes and focused on the feel of her as he took her hard and fast, “Close.” He said after a good dozen strokes.

She began muttered an incantation, it was short, but she spoke it slowly, waiting for him to stiffen above her before finishing the last few syllables. There was a glow that began softly, then grew brighter as he thrust into her one last time and began to spurt, feeling an unusual heat and dizzying sense of velocity as he filled her womb with more than half a dozen thick ropes of his seed. “Fuck!” He groaned out, a headache forming at the back of his head as the energy seemed to be drawn right out of him along with his semen.

He collapsed on top of her as Gryla grunted from his unexpected weight.

She flexed her body and arched against him, looking at her previously injured wing, and marveling at its renewed luster, “Damn. That worked better than I thought it would.” She said as she shifted, testing her healed body.

“That was… exhausting…” Kaylen panted out.

“That’s kind of the idea. I took from you to heal me. What did you think was going to happen?”

“I guess I didn’t realize it would leave me so drained.”

“I’m sure you’ll be fine in a couple weeks.” She assured him, rising up and turning his head to deliver a kiss to his lips. “And I’m very, very grateful. Not only did you heal me, you also gave me an orgasm. That’s the first time I’ve managed that when casting that spell.”

“Mmm, well I’m happy I could help.” He agreed, trying to lift himself off her, but was unable to muster the strength. “Damn, you did a number on me…”

“I’m sorry, but you did agree.” She reminded him, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay with you until you can move, at least, go ahead and take a nap if you can. That will help you recover faster.”

Kaylen nodded weakly, closing his eyes, and willed himself to recover.