Seduce her uncle.

As much as she wanted to be with her brother, the truth was, once Kyle got wind of this, he was going to find a way to stop her. Which meant, she had to either get him on board, or distract him long enough to get on the ship. Both could potentially be accomplished if she fucked him. Kyle had slept with a few of the women in the town, but trying to set a good example, he kept his sexual adventures limited, and brief.

Going to her room, she changed into a silky white negligee, and then slipped into her uncles room. Already asleep, partially due to the **** he had consumed, he was resting naked beneath a sheet. Pulling the thin cloth down to reveal his toned body, and large cock, she was pleased with what her eyes beheld.

Slipping over the handsome man, she gently worked his cock hard with her velvet hands, before placing him at the entrance of her sopping slit. Slowly she took him inch by inch, wanting to get as much in, before he awoke, as she could. Panting in pleasure, of being filled by such a handsome man, the fact that he was her uncle slipped her mind completely. Up and down the busty half-elf began to move, riding his thick pole.

“Oh! Sarr!” Kyle moaned in pleasure, his hands taking Ashley's hips.

She could barely suppress her giggle, as her uncle began urging his niece to ride his thick pole, all the while dreaming of her lovely mother. Biting her lip from all the pleasure swirling through her body, she was getting close to finding her climax, when he suddenly rolled on top of her.

“Gods.” Ashley mewled, as her uncle took charge, and began pounding her tender little pussy, with his huge battering ram.

Kyle sought the lips of his secret love, and the busty woman beneath him was more then willing to yield to his advanced. Fucking her with blistering passion, his hands roamed her supple body, and his eyes finally opened. Staring deep into the blue eyes of his niece, he realized to late, who was beneath him, as his body blasted volley after volley of hot cum inside of her lithe frame.

“What have I done.” Kyle stared down at Ashley in horror.

“You've made me a woman.” Ash smiled, sinking her claws into his mind. “Better you, then some fumbling boy.

Kyle, withdrew from her lush body, and grabbed some pants, heading down stairs to get away from the scene of his crime. Ashley shrugged, and with a yawn, went to bed.

The next morning she found Kyle asleep on the couch, with a bottle of booze cradled in his arms. Her brother was curious but said nothing and instead began training her how to fight, mostly working in hand to hand combat. While she was hopelessly outmatched against him, she was a quick study, and had a strong will to fight. They would train a few hours in the morning, and a few hours at night before bed. Kyle remained in a drunk stupor the whole time.

Two weeks passed while she continued to train, and it was finally time to board the boat and leave. Winter and her had been intimate on more then one occasion, and every time was a thing of rough, blissful, sex. That morning they sailed with the tide, to adventure, and wonder. Ashley was excited to see new places, and explore a life beyond the droll town she had grown up in. And she would do it all, under the protection of her handsome brother, a warrior unmatched by any in the land.

Suddenly Kyle emerged from the cargo hold. “Winter turn this ship around.” The blonde man demanded.

“How am I not surprised you stowed away?” Winter shook his head with a smirk. “Look she wanted to go.” Winter said looking at his uncle. “You wanted to keep her safe. You two made your choices. The ship isn't turning around. You want a life boat, that's fine, but this ship enters the Circle in a week.” The warrior shrugged walking away.

Kyle put his arm around the surprised woman, and turned toward the side of the ship, where the life boat rested. “Come on, let's get a life boat.”