Promises both ways

The words of the burning rose come back to you. Xallia can love you. As Glenda slowly works the tip of Xallia's cock in and out of her elven ass you look at Anya and think. When you do words tumble from your lips. "Xallia - we all love you and each of us carries your child. For humans marriage is important. So I want you to marry us."

Xallia looks surprised, but through the haze of her own lust she says, "Sure! I love the idea, but how's a triple marriage going to work?"

"We're not going to get a priest to do it, we'll do this ourselves. The important part is that you're going to agree to love, honor and obey us."

"Isn't that what the wife is supposed to say?"

"This isn't even close to a normal marriage, so you're going to say it to us. And that's just the start."

Xallia would probably complain, but Glenda wiggles from side to side and Anya runs her thumb over Xallia's nipple.

You wait for her eyes to flutter open again before continuing. "From now on you need to ask all your wives before you take a woman's virginity or make love to anyone you're not married to."

"That hardly seems fair!" says Xallia.

Now Anya chimes in, "Don't worry Xallia. We won't be able to make love to anyone else without your permission either. And how about this - if we let you impregnate a woman then she becomes another wife for you. You know we aren't jealous. Plus, you saved me, so I don't mind if you want to 'save' more women." Anya pauses for a second, then her face lights up. "Oh, but I, we do want to have a nice wedding. For each of your wives, even if we have to go to different temples and churches."

Xallia tries to lift her ass and push her cock deeper into Glenda, but the sexy elf holds the succubus tight with her knees and says, "As your wives we would, of course, want to carry more of your babies. You'll help us to raise your daughters as good little girls, won't you?"

"Alright," cries Xallia, "I don't mind the idea. My lovely girls want to be my wives? My harem? You want to wear sexy wedding gowns and carry more of my little ones? Yes, yes, I agree to that."

You brush her hair out of her eyes and say, "Since you're going to be ours now I want you to pledge to fight against Lord Thoros - in fact I want you to pledge to help protect this world against the daemon realm and its inhabitants. If you could take the vows of a sister of the burning rose I'd ask for that too!"