In Her Place

"Fuck," John grunted as Vallya teased him. Despite his orgasm, his drive was only just barely dulled - and a single stroke with his right hand returned him to full mast, his abilities restoring his erection as well as his endorphins. He started to step towards the flirtatious Kitsune, eyes roving over her curves as he took a step forward.

"Just let me take point, Father," Sophia said, smoothly moving in front of John with her wings spread to block his path, a hand resting lightly on his chest. "We can make sure everyone has fun. But first, your mate would like a little attention. The temptress can wait."

"Aww, I haven't gotten any in-"

"Mind your tongue," Sophia said firmly, though there was no real bite to the words. She hesitated a little over the next words, her stoic gaze growing uncertain, as if expecting John to be displeased with what came next. "I am... I am your mate. Your wife. The matriarch of your flock. And you will attend to my needs before those of the concubine. If that is okay with you, Father...?"

"Concubine?" John echoed, his lips twitching up in a smirk. His body leaned to the side so he could drink in Vallya's reaction; at the word matriarch, she'd looked surprised, but being called a concubine drew her attention away from the more surprising title. Somehow, being referred to as such seemed to have her simultaneously flattered and indignant, a mix of emotions that John found quite entertaining.

"Yes, concubine?" Vallya repeated, her brows furrowing as she glared at Sophia's back.

"Perhaps you'd like a title that's more in line with your talents? Whore? Slut? Cumbucket?" Sophia's eyes twinkled, her posture easing up. Her relief at not being met with anger from John seemed to give her the confidence she needed to continue her banter, her body shifting toward John's as she resumed her interception of his attention.

"Oh, fuck you," Vallya hissed playfully.

"If you like. I don't mind letting a concubine service me while I attend to Father, if it'll make you behave a little better."

Vallya harrumphed, but didn't offer any further complaint. The sharp curve of her upper lip gave the game away, and it wasn't long before the Kitsune was crawling back up behind Sophia, a hand trailing along the harpy's feathered thigh as it made its way to Sophia's sex, one of the woman's long fingers dipping into Sophia's folds, exploring them with the practiced ease of familiarity.

"That's better," Sophia crooned. "Now, then, Father... her fingers are nice, but I can think of something I'd much rather have inside of me right now."

Sophia seductively swayed forward, the fingertips of her left hand coming to rest on his shoulder for balance while her other hand trailed down to grasp the still-hard length of John's shaft, giving the throbbing member a few firm strokes. John took the initiative from there, gripping Sophia by her feathered hips and pulling the muscular beauty closer until the head of his cock rested between her lips. He didn't bother to ask if she was ready, knowing from the wetness already spreading along his sensitive flesh that she was just as eager and just as horny as he was.

"Fuck, yes, John. Please, I need to feel you inside me."

Her eyes were already half-lidded, her voice husky and breathy, her hands trembling slightly with anticipation. As much as she had taken a commanding role and asserted herself over Vallya, she was still just a devoted servant when it came to John's needs and desires. She gently bucked her hips up and down, grinding herself against his shaft and letting the tip of it graze her clit with each movement.

John didn't tease her for long, and he gave her only the barest few moments before he grabbed hold of one of Sophia's thighs, lifting her leg and shifting the angle of their union until his cockhead pressed against her entrance. The harpy let out a soft whimper, her lips parted and her tongue darting out to wet them, and then with a single hard thrust, John hilted himself inside her, the tight, welcoming walls of her cunt squeezing around him in response.

"Gaia, fuck, John, you're so good..." she gasped out, her nails digging into his back as she clung to him desperately.

"Good girl," he growled. "Take all of me like the devoted lover you are, and show me what I mean to you. Show your mate just how much you love him." John started to fuck Sophia in long, slow strokes, savoring the way her inner muscles rippled around him every time he bottomed out, and the way she shivered and clenched down every time he withdrew.

"Every day without you was ****," she moaned, her eyes staring at him lovingly. "I missed being by your side. I missed serving you, Father. I was so scared I would never get to do this again."

"You don't ever need to be scared," he whispered, leaning in and kissing her forehead softly, his hips continuing to rock against hers as they spoke. "I'll always love you. I'll always need you."

John didn't miss the not-so-subtle look of shock on Vallya's face. The Kitsune had shifted her efforts from fingering Sophia to kneading her muscular ass while John had his fun, and the way her eyes widened was so dramatic, it looked almost alien on the always-composed Kitsune's face. She said nothing of John's declaration in the end, but one hand did slink around Sophia's side to rest tenderly on John's, her left palm settling on the back of his hand where he held the Harpy. She locked her fingers with his as best she could, squeezing affectionately on top of the tight grip he was holding while hammering away at Sophia's needy snatch.

John didn't see where her other hand went, but he certainly felt it. While he was busy rutting into Sophia's depths, Vallya's right hand slipped between Sophia's cheeks. The Harpy didn't resist at all as the Kitsune prodded and massaged her hole, and as John continued to pound away at Sophia's pussy, he felt the sensation of Vallya's fingers dipping inside Sophia's ass. Sophia didn't even seem surprised, but her inner walls squeezed around John's shaft even tighter as Vallya's digits explored her. Vallya's slender fingers worked in tandem with his thrusting, her knuckles grinding against his cock through the thin barrier separating her from his member.

Sophia gave a little whimper of delight as she was sandwiched between her mate and the woman she had claimed as the 'concubine' only minutes prior, her mouth open in a wordless cry as both of her holes were very thoroughly tended to. Sophia didn't last much longer between them, the two working in concert to push her towards a quick climax. She wrapped the leg John had been holding around the small of his back, pulling him as deeply into her as she could and holding him there while her inner walls clenched and spasmed around his length. She buried her face in his chest and bit down on the muscle of his shoulder to stifle her moan, though John hardly noticed the pressure of the bite as he continued to fuck her through her climax.

Vallya didn't relent, either, adding another finger to the mix and curling it inside the Harpy's tightest hole, pressing and stroking against John's cock from within. The added pressure and stimulation from both the front and the back were too much for John to handle, and with Sophia still in the throes of her own orgasm, his shaft swelled, then erupted.

The sensation of being filled by her lover was too much for the harpy. The feeling of the heat blooming in her most intimate depths reduced Sophia to little more than a trembling puddle in her mate's arms, and she went almost entirely limp, clinging loosely to him with her head resting against his shoulder. She was gasping, her eyes wide with bliss and her tongue lolled out from the corner of her mouth.

"That was a good one," Vallya purred, slowly dragging her fingers out of the Harpy's tight ass and giving her cheeks one more firm slap. She grinned and licked her lips, her eyes glowing in the light of the fading day, bestowing an orange-hued shine to her purple irises. She met John's gaze and quirked a brow at him. "Well, Master? Do you have time for your 'concubine' now, or shall I just tend to myself?"

"Oh, I think we can work something out," John chuckled, his voice deep and husky with lust. He carefully extricated himself from Sophia and laid her gently down in the soft grass, stroking the harpy's cheek and giving her a loving kiss as he settled her in. She looked so beautiful like this, with her face flushed, eyes half-lidded and a dreamy smile playing on her lips, that for a moment he was almost content to just admire her.

"John..." Sophia's voice was little more than a breathy whisper, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm as she beckoned him to her, drawing him back to the present. "Go, enjoy yourself. Show the concubine her place." John's brows twitched up a bit in surprise, but he didn't argue. He gave her lips another soft peck before turning his attention back to Vallya, who was watching the two of them with an expression of thinly-veiled amusement.

"My place?" Vallya said innocently, tapping her lower lip with a finger. "I suppose if I'm a concubine, that would make my place something like... this?"

Vallya turned around, leaning forward to properly present her generous rear. She used her tails to keep her balance, while keeping her arms extended behind her as if they were bound. John took the hint and gripped her wrists, pulling her toward him by the arms. Her tits swung beneath her as he crawled between her spread legs, grinding slowly against her plush posterior and enjoying the way it rippled with each roll of his hips. Vallya shivered, biting her bottom lip in anticipation. It only took a few slow rolls of his hips for John to grow to his full, rock-solid hardness again. Once his shaft was back to its full length and girth, the Kitsune gave an appreciative purr and wiggled her ass invitingly against him.

"Mmm. Do whatever you want, Master," she murmured. Her tails curled and flicked against his skin as they moved in time with the rest of her body's sensual undulations, each movement perfectly calculated to entice and inflame. "Don't hold back. Use my body for your pleasure."

Though she seemed to be having fun tempting him, Vallya didn't leave matters to chance. One of her soft tails slipped down to caress and wrap itself around John's shaft. He groaned softly at the sensation, letting the silky fur slide along his shaft and caress him while she shifted the angle of his shaft, dragging the sensitive head across her mound until his tip nestled into her warm folds. Vallya gave a delighted little mewl at the sensation, arching her spine and rolling her hips in ecstasy. Her tail released him and slipped around his waist, gently pressing against his lower back and urging him forward. He took the hint and slid his hips forward, pushing until Vallya’s body eagerly welcomed the tip of his cock.

The moment his cock penetrated her, John felt Vallya's inner muscles squeezing and milking him, her velvety passage rippling and contracting around him in ways no ordinary human woman could. She had a degree of control over her insides that defied the natural laws, and she used it mercilessly from the very first moment. John grunted and tightened his grip on her wrists, using the leverage to **** himself further inside her until his hips were flush against her plump, pillowy ass.

"Fuck," he gasped. "Vallya... you're going all out already..."

"Of course," Vallya whispered. "It's been a while, after all. We should make it worth your while, Master." Her voice was thick and syrupy with lust, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he started to pull back out of her. "Show your loyal little concubine that her efforts are appreciated."

John growled, his eyes flashing as he hilted himself again. The foxgirl let out a long, low moan at the impact, and her voice rose an octave as he immediately repeated the motion, setting into a rapid pace right away. Vallya didn't even bother to try to match his rhythm at first. She let him use her as roughly and forcefully as he wished, simply hanging from his grip on her arms and surrendering herself entirely to the experience of being used like a common whore.

"Yes, that's it... use me... use me like a cheap fuck toy..." she hissed. She writhed against the hands pinning her, squirming in a way that she knew would send her body rubbing against his cock. Her inner muscles were a blur of activity, massaging his shaft relentlessly and urging him onwards, begging him to take her even more savagely. She let out a soft whimper each time the sound of John's hips meeting hers rang through the clearing. "You've been gone for so long, Master. You need to remind your servants who owns them."

"Gaia, damn... fuck, Vallya!" John growled, pounding into the voluptuous foxgirl even harder. Her words were hitting him in a way that surprised even him. "You really are just a needy little minx, aren't you? A concubine begging to be filled, a bitch **** for her master's attention..."

"Mmhh... you know me so well," she moaned, her words barely more than an exhaled breath. All the teasing, the playfulness, the sense of control she'd had while toying with Lerianna and Sophia had evaporated. Vallya was a creature of pure sex and sensation in that moment, and she reveled in every thrust, every movement, every breath that passed between her and the man mounting her. Even her usual sly, knowing smirk had vanished, and all that remained on her lips was a slack, blissed-out grin that widened with every slap of John's balls against her clit.

"Then I should give you what you need," he growled. He tightened his grip on her arms and hammered into her with all his strength, making the Kitsune squeal in unabashed delight. Her slack form tensed, the motions causing her tits to bounce wildly with every movement. Her toes curled and flexed with absolute rapture, her back arched so fiercely it almost concerned him, and she made a half-hearted attempt to match John's pace, to add to the delightful mix of pain and pleasure from each forceful slap, only to give up when she could barely muster the coordination to keep herself upright.

"F-f-f-fuuuck meeee," she moaned, her voice cracking. Her legs trembled as she tried to hold herself up. Her pussy spasmed around him, and her jaw fell slack. She was practically drooling as she panted, the wet, sloppy noises of their coupling mingling with the sounds of the birds and insects in the clearing.

John didn't relent for an instant, fucking Vallya through one climax and then into the next, not allowing her a moment's rest. By the time her second orgasm had finished and her third was well on its way, her eyes had lost their focus and her tails had fallen slack. The only thing keeping her upright at all was the firm grasp he had on her arms, and that only made John rut her all the more roughly.

"You want this cum inside of you?" John asked, his voice strained as he pounded her, each stroke pushing himself as deeply inside the foxgirl's core as possible. "Beg for it. Tell me what you are and what you need, slut."

The word was not one John was used to using before today, but Vallya's reaction erased any hesitation he’d had in an instant. She fought to get the words out through a delighted groan, a sound so lewd that John could practically hear her approaching orgasm in the sound of it.

"I-I'm a concubine... no, a dirty little whore!" Vallya moaned around the words, her pussy tightening as the title slid over her lips. "And I need your cum! All of it, right in my needy little womb! Give your toy her reward, Master!"

John responded with a wordless growl and a sudden thrust so fierce that the sound of their hips meeting sounded like a clap. For the third time in an hour, his cock throbbed and pulsed, swelling up and coaxing a high-pitched whine from Vallya just before John's seed burst free, spattering wildly and coating Vallya's walls in a rush of hot, thick ropes of his essence. His hands squeezed around Vallya's wrists, keeping her firmly impaled on his cock as he pumped load after load of his seed into the foxgirl's womb, filling the Kitsune's depths until her belly began to swell.

The feeling of being filled by her Master was more than enough to push the dazed and over-stimulated Kitsune over the edge one last time, her pussy clenching and milking him in time to the spasming of his shaft as she came with him. She made a choked, strangled sound that might have been words had her voice been working at all. She stared up at John with glazed-over eyes and her mouth hanging wide open, unable to do anything more than ride the wave of pleasure he was inflicting upon her.

John stayed where he was for several seconds after he finished cumming, his shaft twitching a little inside her as her body squeezed him in rhythmic pulses, trying to coax out just a little bit more from his cock. It was only when the pressure on his slowly deflating cock became too much that he finally pulled out, releasing his grip on her arms at the same time and letting Vallya collapse to the ground in a heap.

The foxgirl was barely coherent. She made an effort to bring herself upright, but only managed to prop herself up on one shaky elbow. She looked back at him and giggled, her lips curling in a delirious smile.

"Mm. Good boy, John. You sure you wouldn't like me to undo that little enchantment? You could have all three of us carrying your children by the time the night is through..." Vallya gave a playful wink, but there was a seriousness in the words that surprised him.

"Vallya," he replied with a smile. He leaned over the dazed Kitsune and planted a soft kiss on her lips, one she returned as best she could, though she could hardly lift herself enough to press back against him.

"Master," she whispered lovingly, smiling through the kiss.

"One day. But not until the war is over and the threat is gone," John answered softly, breaking away from her and rising to his feet, leaving her sprawled and dazed in the grass.

"Oh, you spoilsport," she murmured. Her eyes were hooded, but still alight with a mixture of lust, amusement, and affection. She rolled onto her back, staring up at him. "Well, now that we've finished the warm-up, how about we-"

"Enough. You have had your fun." Lerianna's voice was a low growl, one of possessive need and irritation, but not outright anger. "You've both had your fill. Literally. My turn now."

"Just tasting Father's cock had you cumming so hard you forgot your own name. What makes you think you can handle his cock?" Sophia slid her hands around John from behind, gently caressing the taut lines of his abs. "I should get my full needs met, you two can have whatever strength remains in him after."

"If that cock isn't freed up by the time I can feel my legs, you'll both have a very angry, very frustrated Kitsune to deal with," Vallya warned, her tone threatening, though it was mitigated by how her legs wobbled at even the mildest attempt to move herself. "I don't care which of you fucks him, but someone get to it!"

John sighed, eyeing the last rays of sunlight as they vanished over the horizon.