Battle lust and, we’ll, lust

After sitting and eating for a bit, Jun had managed to get herself back under control and recover from the brain searing managasm. “How, how did you know I’d react like that?” Jun hesitantly asked Mich from where she was snuggled into Abby who had been holding the smaller woman as she recovered and Mich fed and tended her from Jess’s lap the two larger women sitting close together. “Intuition. I felt how you reacted to me taking the lead and how your matrix was practically trying latch onto my mana flow. Figured you would like it a little rough. I wasn’t expecting you to pop quite like that though.”

“Pop? Mich, she didn’t pop that was a full on explosion. Hope you can make me do that sometime” Storm grumbled from her position as the third point of the larger Amazons triangle. Her lap currently holding all the food.

Abby and Jess both chuckled in agreement blushing slightly at the thought of Mich inducing a similar reaction in them. The group continued to bond in the circle sharing food and contact. Around them similar scenes played out with groups of Amazons around a mage. Many of these groupings had either a core pair pulling in others or had basically been an acknowledged group already. As the stars became visible and the last vibrant colors of sunset faded everyone began to stir. Surprisingly, as the food settled everyone’s attention began to shift. Like packs of feral predators, they focused on the waters edge.

A ripple broke the stillness of the mirror water and all surged to their feet. Pulses of power announced weapons and armor being pulled from storage devices as new families rallied together.

The lake surface rippled in one point then another, soon the surface danced like it was under a heavy downpour. Then they began to emerge. A form of fishmen. Looking like a goblin crossed with a piranha the were compact and ugly little brutes. Through experimentation it had been discovered this was the result of a mass spawn in the lake. The fry just hitting adulthood would emerge ravenous and attack the local wildlife, domesticates, and people. Unfortunately for the snapjaws, they were not much smarter than a fish so there wasn’t much reason to leave them alive. Now the spring emergence was scene as a sort of right of passage. A few adults would observe and step in in case of life-threatening situations. Other than that, the new graduates were to face their first blooding with only each other to rely on.

Amazons formed up creating wedges or crescents in front of mages. Michael felt his armored battle robe settle into place, his weapon belt readjusting and his new battle staff feeling good in his hands. Jessica settled into the right corner of their wedge a large Zvihander sword held in her hands and medium heavy armor plaiting over her reinforced body suit. To the front of Abbigail in heavy armor hefted a large kite shield and heavy bearded axe, she would be the armored point of the wedge that would break the coming charge. To balance out on the left Storm took position in the lightest armor of the three in her hands twirled a set of long hafted tomahawks. Beside Michael Junnica, now in a set of archer armor, grounded a long bladed spear by it farrel and set up with a traditional asymmetric longbow. Mich watched as the girls quickly tested their range and moved to ensure that while keeping coverage they wouldn’t tangle or endanger each other.

Reaching out Mich began to feed his women flows of mana. Their matrixes thrummed, empowering their bodies well beyond mortal limits. All around other groups were now standing to receive. Across the open beach in the shallows the snapjaws built in number as more and more emerged from the lake. Then a critical was reached. And the fish charged their jaws gapping revealing their triangular teeth.

The first to fall were dropped by bolt, arrow, or javelin. The empowered Amazon muscles allowing for the firing of projectiles with tremendous power. Many shots blew clean trough their first target to strike a second with lethal ****.

Undeterred by their initial losses the fish rushed on towards the lines. Then eldritch and elemental furry met them. Arcane lighting lashed dozens in chained and webs. Arcane fire washed over multiple targets behaving mote like napalm that regular fire. Raw psychic energy and more esoteric forces flayed mind and body with equal ease.

It looked for a moment like the charging hoard would break under the withering barrage of projectiles and energy. However, their rabid hunger drove them on. Straight into the blades of the weighting formation. Mich caught flashes of action around him as he tried not to tunnel focus on his casting. Storm splitting heads or clipping limbs with the axes, a dervish of steel and laughing **** as she road high on the mix of mana rush and the potent cocktail of battle hormones flooding her blood. Abby, an immovable rock splitting the tide her shield throwing back snapjaws and he axe shearing body parts with ease. And Jess shearing trough multiple bodies with each stroke of her blade creating a **** zone everywhere her blade reached. When an opening occurred a flickering tong of steel would reach out and drive through organs or joints as Jun supported her team from the second line.

Unfortunately, Mich had his hands to full to enjoy the sight of his Amazons piling up bloody bodies around them. Like most creatures shaped by mana the snapjaws had some natural magical abilities. One such was their ability to transition from breathing underwater to above ground. More importantly they had the ability to project a high velocity jet of water. Interspersed in the charging hoard were those that took the moments to stop and fire on the human line. Again, the mages took action to protect their women. Shields of various energy, telekinetic **** in Mich’s case, popped into and out of existence in response. No walls or massive shields these were finely controlled spot shields that deflected the incoming water jets either harmlessly up and away or into other snapjaws.

For over an hour the line held. Then the critical point was reached. Enough had fallen that the hoard was broken. With sufficient thinning the snapjaws broke and began to run. The front elements turning into there fellows as they scrambled to get away from the line of ****.

Now the Amazons and mages began to advance. Not in a rush or charge, but in a steady march. Wounded fish were put out of their suffering with quick economic strikes before moving onward. As the line ground into the back of the jammed-up retreat, the rout truly began. The fear and panic of the snapjaws finally permitted fully and even the farthest rearwards of the swarm and they turned back to flee to the depths.

As the line hit the water they stopped. The objective of this had been achieved and the fish would now return to the depths and only occasionally surface in singles and small groups that could be easily dealt with.

As everyone fell back the shields over the aria was rechecked and the corpses quickly moved to storage as cleaning spells removed viscera and gore from armor, weapons, and bodies. Armor and weapons returned to specific storage and now steaming bodies were relieved. The feedback loops of mana between mage and amazons shifted as ground covers and padding covered parts of the ground. Muscled bodies, slicked with sweat now clean of gore shifted the scent of the air. The hormonal cocktail of battle shifting and pussies now dripping with desire and cocks iron hard from mana flow drove action.

Mich grabbed Jun first, the smallest of his women practically melting as her man guided her onto a pad. Her muscles that had drawn a 180 pound bow again and again without fatigue and then driven a spear blade with exacting precision through bodies like they were jello turned soft and will as the source of mana supplying them commanded submission. Her remaining clothes were stripped from her as he claimed her mouth. He dove into her as they kissed, his hands sinking deliciously into their yielding yet springy mass. Her legs splayed open and were caught by helping hands. As she was opened up her now thick and protruding vulva opened revealing its soft and glistening pink inside.

Mich could not be bothered to think beyond the heated and **** woman under him as around him Storm and Abby rubbed against him like affectionate cats. The most lucked of the group was Jess and not by much as she maneuvered to slide her hands up between her new sisters legs to grab their heated cores creating a duet of moans as she stroked their heated cores. The heady aroma of the four women wrapping around their man and sinking in claiming him as theirs.

Mich would normally take his time and enjoy the for-play of winding Jun up first, this time none of them had the patience for that. So, Mich simply aligned and smoothly thrust. His iron rod drove into a furnace hot, slick and tight embrace. Jun orgasmed the moment their hips connected her scream of pleasure filling her lover and masters lungs. Mich gripped his locked up lovers body as she shook, her pussy convulsing and gripping his length. Then he began to pound. With full length thrusts her stimulated her from lips to full depth.

Jun was in a fuzzy white world, her entire existence contained by the bodies of Storm and Abby, focused on her man. Everything else was meaningless she could only focus on the thrusting in her core, his mouth on her neck and lips, his hands as he massaged and worked her breasts pulling her nipples like cow teats. All of that was then wrapped in a warm pulsing have as her body settled into a steady series of orgasms. Her brain was steady saturated with pleasure and Michael Gloryblades face was burned into her memory by that soaking pleasure.

For a time neither could later identify they fucked in a world of their own with only Abby, Jess and Storm being even peripherally acknowledged. Then finally Mich completed his climb to the top and mana rich come was delivered to Junnica’s cervix, the potent liquid acting as a catalyst and ratcheting her orgasms to a mind searing level as she wrapped herself around Mich then saint boneless to the cushion.

Far from done Mich turned and grabbed Storm. The First Nation woman rolled and twisted in his arms, seeming to try to escape his grasp. However, she never seemed to be able to slip his grasp.

Her long legs twisted and turned, her tight but sliding across his crotch. Her breasts high and firm rubbed her proud nipples across his chest and arms only coming into his hands briefly. Her eyes were wild and filled with lust. She couldn’t just relax into his arms, something in her just refused to stop struggling. For a moment Mich almost backed off, his admittedly somewhat blood starved, brain struggling to process the mixed signals he was receiving from the light shewolf in his arms. Then something in him clicked and her wrapped himself as best possible around her. Arms and legs entwined as best possible as their writhing and rolling, seaming almost by accident, brought his still hard cock to her pussy as his mouth found the base of her neck. His cock pierced her even as her bit down on the base of her neck.

The effect was electric as again his penetration triggered an instant climax. This time he held himself as deep and tight as possible as he began to send pulses of mana into her matrix. With the mechanical precision of a metronome, he pulsed his essence through her matrix. For Storm it was like he was fucking he very soul. Her body **** to pulse and contract around him like he was turning her into a remote-control pleasure toy. Her vagina no rippled and pulsed in sucking rhythm to his mana giving them the sensation of fucking even as they stayed locked in place. He reached down and stroked her nipples then grabbed her breasts. Her body somehow becoming even tighter without loosing the rhythm of pulsing.

As they continued this primal fucking Abby and Jess held each other and rubbed together keeping each other hot and ready as they watched their man claim the wild woman.

Soon Mich began to thrust in time with his magic pulses. These weren’t the long full strokes he had used with Jun but short almost animalistic rutting. It was exactly what Storm needed and her now tightly pulsing body pulsed in greater and greater orgasms. She was going higher and higher as Mich fucked er physically and magically. And then she was there like she had been struck by lightning her body pulsed and throbbed her nipples, clit, and pussy all seeming to be hooked into a current of pleasure. Above and inside her Mich felt the sensual vice of her climax and the explosion of power from her matrix urged back into him. The combined sensations driving him to an explosive orgasm feeding back into Storm in an escalating loop driving their shared orgasm higher even as it was prolonged.

Finally they found the limit of what their bodies and magic could produce and then fell back. Mich was able to catch himself and Storm as they came down from the incredible high, lowering the almost drunk Amazon down beside the still **** Jun.

As she came down Storm pulled the smaller but lusher woman into her arms sharing warmth and bliss with her now harem sister as she tried process what had just happened through the war and blissful haze that filled her head.

Mich was still hard though he was now panting as he looked down at the two well fucked Amazons. Then a gentle hand stoked his cheek drawing his attention to the side. There sprawled out and ready was Abbigail. The slightly older woman was relaxed and open to him. A soft almost contented smile on he face as she looked back at him. He surged onto her. Not violently but like a delayed action that was finally breaking loose. Abby groaned in pleasure as Mich settled onto her. His head perfectly placed between her breasts the were individually larger than it. He began to work his way over each elastic orb even as he slid to the hilt in her molten channel. And then a second set of breasts dropped down onto his head from behind as Jess joined them. She didn’t press or trap Mich to Abby but rubbed and rolled above the pair enjoying the combination skin contact, as the three found a slow sensual rhythm that they enjoyed Mich rolling the three through subtle shifts and guiding motions as the two massive women followed his guide without thought or question. They submitted to his lead, letting him guide and lead without thought simply reacting and enjoying as their minds floated in a slowly rolling sea of pleasure and joy. Mich would switch pussys and breasts without breaking pace the two feeling almost like extensions of each other as the wrapped around him in a warm lustfull tangle of s haired pleasures. And when they came it was like the culmination of the rising tide.

Finally sailed they gathered Storm and Jun into the cuddle and a blanket to keep the night chill at bay was wrapped around as the combined after exhaustion of the battle and marathon sex caused a crash that quickly dragged them all into unconsciousness. Around them other newly blooded families saint into similar repose, the older guardians standing watch remembering when they had enjoyed similar times themselves.

Bit of a longer one this time but it all came to me at once so seemed appropriate to publish it as one chapter.