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Chapter 22 by fire_ball fire_ball

What will you do to Adaar first?

Try her qunari cunt

Without any prompting, Adaar leans forward, pushing her luscious ass towards you. You take a moment to wonder whether the qunari mercenary was merely exceptional at anticipating orders or if she was somehow more susceptible to the Throne’s magics. You make a note to ask Iron Bull about the qunari’s natural resistance to magic before you reach out and give her ass cheeks a slap.

A small cry of surprise escapes the mercenary’s lips as her deliciously round orbs jiggle.

Despite her outburst, Adaar doesn’t complain, doesn’t turn back to look at you. Must be the training then.

You reach out with both hands and place them on either ass cheek, pulling them apart. Her asshole looks incredibly tight and it winks at you invitingly. Likewise, her surprisingly tiny slit is partially open, revealing the glistening pink inside.

Without an unceremonious grunt, you pull her onto your throbbing shaft.

Adaar moans loudly as you are suddenly sheathed in her tight, wet, hole. You’ve fucked your fair share of pussy since becoming the Herald, but this is your first time with qunari cunt. It almost felt like she was using her muscles to suck you back in as you pulled away. In fact, her cunt practically pulls you away from the throne as you stand in order to fuck the horned giantess doggy-style.

You can’t help but let out a groan as you fuck her. Despite being larger than you, the mercenary uses her warrior’s training to contort her body so that you’d be comfortable thrusting into her. The mere fact that this Amazonian woman was allowing you to use her as you wished turned you on immensely, adding to your pleasure as you drill her.

Then your balls suddenly tighten and Adaar’s cunt spasms around you as Krem runs his hand along your cock and your partner’s clit.

“Sorry, your worship, I couldn’t help myself,” Krem murmurs as he licks his fingers, adding a coating of qunari pussy juice to the spit and cum already smeared across his face. All you can manage is a grunt of approval as you start thrusting harder and harder. The large, horned woman fought back her moans as Krem grabbed one of Adaar’s large, pillowy breasts. “You taste sweet as ever, Herah,” Krem grinned, twisting the Valo-Kas mercenary’s nipple. The qunari gasped before shooting daggers at the Tevinter.

“Don’t call me—”

Krem leaned forward and thrust his tongue into Adaar’s mouth.

Despite the animosity the two mercenaries showed towards one another, their kiss was eager and passionate; you watch eagerly as their tongues press against each other. You groan again as you feel Krem’s skilled hands rubbing your shaft as it leaves Adaar’s pussy. You start moaning loudly, announcing your impending orgasm. Krem’s magical fingers leave your throbbing cock to focus on Adaar’s throbbing clit as he breaks off the kiss, resting his face on Adaar’s shoulder.

“Hey, your worship,” Krem murmured. “You know how many bastards Iron Bull has all over Thedas?”

Adaar stiffened at Krem’s words, but the man with the nicest pair of tits a man could possibly have merely winked in response.

“That’s right. The whole ‘not breeding’ thing? That’s bullshit.”

Faster than you had ever seen him move before, Krem spins around to your back, grabbing onto the qunari mercenary’s thighs. You find yourself laughing as Krem pulls Adaar back with you, helping you slam into the soft rump and bury yourself as deep as possibly. You had no idea Krem could be so deliciously evil!

Your laugh turns into a roar as you cum, shooting rivers of hot sperm into your new qunari fucktoy. Adaar and Krem’s voice joins yours as the woman underneath you orgasms as well, arching her back as her cunt practically sucks your balls dry.

A moment later, the pleasure finally ebbs. You take a deep breath, noting that Adaar was now practically flat on the stone ground, gasping for breath with your cum leaking out of her abused cunt onto the floor. You are also aware of Krem’s breasts brushing against your back as he is similarly gasping for breath.

“Well, Herah, you’ve never looked better,” Krem laughs.

You find yourself smiling as you sit back down on your throne. The realization that Krem had greatly enjoyed helping you fuck Herah Adaar—perhaps even imagining fucking Adaar himself—was already making you hard again.

What 'business' do you attend to now?

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