Dew

Dew pushed Cecilia back. "You just had him," she told the human. "He spent himself in your mouth and your womanhood. I was fucked by a cave toad since the last time he was inside me, so it's my turn."

Cecilia looked only a little disappointed, but she did not stop Dew. Grull smiled as he held his hard shaft out before himself.

"Legs apart, elf," he commanded. "Now."

Dew obeyed without question, opening her thighs to expose her eager, wet pussy. Grull kneeled between her knees and lined the head of his cock up with her slit.

"I need you, Grull," Dew whispered. "I want your child."

"You will have it," he replied, and drove himself into her. She let out a ragged, lustful gasp as he pushed his way in.

"Our son will be powerful," Dew said, her voice already starting to break into moans under his slow, strong thrusts. "Ohhhhh... With my magic... and yours combined... mmmm... he will be unstoppable." The orc shaman continued to buck his hips into hers as they rutted on the ground. Dew wrapped her slender legs around her lover and pulled him deeper inside, as deep as he would reach.

They fucked like that for a long time, pleasure slowly building in Dew's abdomen. She loved Grull. Loved the feeling of his cock inside. Her breathing grew increasingly erratic under his thrusts. The orc lowered his tusked jaw to her bouncing breasts and bit down on her nipple.

Then Dew's pleasure peaked, and she threw her head back and screamed in joy at the sensations that pulsed through her body. Her cunt clamped down on Grull's cock, and the orc stiffened as his seed flowed into her womb.

When he was fully spent, he rolled off of her and pulled out. He lay beside the exhausted elf, and began to cast his restoration spell once again.