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Chapter 13 by Dandyman Dandyman

What's next?

The night continues

We found out that the three strangers that became our new friends were mercenaries. They told us that they approached our table as they had never talked to a wolvir before.

“We’ve seen your kind in action. You wolvir can fight!” Robbis bellowed. “We’ve seen wolvir on the battlefields. Killing and maiming with ease. We’ve never had the chance to talk to one!”

“I’m surprised you survived the encounter.” Fen said to Robbis.

“Luckily, the wolvir wasn’t a foe. He was part of another mercenary group, fighting along ours. We couldn’t get near him to talk tactics and war stories. But what about you, surely you’ve got some.”

“I have. Willing to share them if a drink is involved.”

Robbis sloshed his tankard in the air. “Ofcourse!” He then directed his attention to me. “And the fire hair, you’ll stay won’t you?”

“She’s already with me.” Fen informed him.

Robbis was clearly drunk. His companions seemed more sober than he was.

“What a brute I am! I haven’t asked for your name.” He directed at me.

I shook his hand and we all properly introduced ourselves. “ I’m Ellanor, but you can call me Elle.” He was funny.

“Such a pleasure, and these upstanding soldiers of fortune are Karl and Mistle.” He directed to his companions.

“She already knows.” Said Mistle. “You introduced us to her no more than two minutes ago, you drunk.” She teased.

Mistle spoke to me. “Sorry about him. And sorry for this too.” She embraced me, giving an affectionate squeeze. “I’m a hugger.”

“It’s fine, it looks like he’s enjoying himself”. Robbis engaged back into a conversation with Fen, Karl was joining in too.

The **** came in thick and fast. The five of us talked of our experiences, our homes and our goals. We laughed and sang in gleeful merriment. They told us they wanted to start as adventurer’s but the money was better as a mercenary. We drank ale, and vodka that burned my chest when I swigged it, it had a hot taste that I wasn’t too sure if I liked. But Robbis and Karl insisted on the free drinks they gave us. I started to get light-headed from the ****. The group extracted from us that Fen and I were an item. They didn’t judge, but instead whooped in praise. Robbis even called Fen a lucky bastard.

Things started to blur a little, and I found my self propped at the bar with Mistle. She handed me a shot glass of vodka, she insisted I would like this one. I necked the drink back, the burning wasn’t as intense as the others, and I tasted raspberry. I liked this better.

“My god,” Mistle slurred. We’d both had a lot to drink at this point. “With a wolvir?” She quizzed.

“Yep!” I said with pride, nodding my head roughly.

“Fuck. What’s it like?” She leaned in.

“So fucking good.” I confessed. “His dick is so big, and it fucks me so hard and deep. Nothing else like it” I gave her details of the fucking I received from Fen earlier that day. I imagined Fen’s cock. Wishing it was in me.

“Shit, it sounds good, maybe I need to give wolvir cock a try”

“Hands off missy, he’s mine.” I jokingly warned her.

She laughed loudly. “There’s no chance I’ll come between you two. Besides, he’s been eye fucking you all night.” Her eyes gestured to look behind me.

I turned around to look at our table, and lo and behold, I saw Fen’s intense gaze directed at me. I felt my pussy moisten.

I turned back to Mistle. She leaned in closer, and in a hushed whisper. “He’s been burning a hole in your arse. I don’t blame him, you’re carrying babe.”

I laughed out loud at her remark. “One more?” She suggested. I agreed.

After taking the shot. Fen appeared at my side.

“Wanna get some fresh air?” He said.

Next I knew, I was outside, around the side of the tavern. Fen had me roughly pushed up against the wall. His tongue invading my mouth, I reciprocated, feeding my tongue and willing mouth to him.

The cool air felt reinvigorating and helped sober me up. Fen had his chest crushed against my breasts, his hand finding the back of my knee and elevating it. I ran my fingers through the fur on his back and neck, feeling the strong muscles there. He moved from my lips and began kissing and nibbling my neck. I buried my face into the crook of his neck and inhaled his masculine scent, the smell of almonds there again. He pushed his crotch into mine and gently humped me. I was so aroused.

I made the first move. I reached down over his groin and began to rub him, he groaned at my touch. I managed to unfasten his pants and dove my hand in there. I was immediately greeted with his hot, thick and sleek cock. It felt huge in my hand, I began to stroke him, bringing out more groans from him. We looked each other in the eyes wantonly as I stroked him. He leaned in to kiss me again as I continued my actions.

He pulled back a small distance from me, and placed his hands on my shoulders to gently **** me to my knees. I faced his huge erect red cock, and I knew what he wanted of me. I held his dick near the base over his knot, I could smell the musky scent off his shaft. It made me more wet.

I opened my mouth wide, and took half his length into my warm and inviting mouth. His groans intensified. I sucked his cock firmly, stroking him at the same time. I felt a hand at the back of my head, he held onto my hair. I kept this pace, revelling in his satisfied groans. I released my hand of his shaft, wanting to deepthroat him next. I looked straight forward, studying the other half of his cock not enveloped in my mouth. I pushed my self forward, feeling his length enter my throat. I controlled my gag reflex, which I was proud at having accomplished. My breathing was a little more difficult. But I managed to steady myself to allow enough air into me.

Now I started to really deepthroat him. I saw his cock in front of me, disappear inch by inch as I took it down my throat. Back and forth, back and forth went his dick. I loved the feeling of it’s thickness barging into my tight throat. I grabbed the back of his glutes and pulled to lodge all nine inches into my throat and keep it there. I struggled to breath, focused on my gag reflex. I could smell his knot as my nose nestled into it. Fen groaned audibly, holding tighter to my hair.A few more seconds went, and I released his dick from my throat to catch my breath.

It seemed I didn’t have enough time before we heard loud and unsteady footsteps around the corner. Drunken patrons shouting happily were nearing our spot. Fen grabbed me by the hand and dragged me in the opposite direction to hide behind some stacked barrels.

I found my self on my knees again, Fen stood in front of me looking toward the noise to see how close the drunkards were. He did his best to shield me from anyone’s view.

His big cock was in my face again, I stared at it intently. It was so erect, wet and slick from my spit. It looked like a bright red beacon, summoning me to meet it. I felt transfixed and hypnotised at the glorious spectacle. Like a moth to a flame, my mouth felt like it was under a charm as I drew myself in to take his cock again. With enthusiasm I took his length, wanting more and more inside me. Fen took note of what was happening, and instead of checking our surroundings, he focused on me. And only on me.

I felt possessed as I tried my best to swallow his cock, Fen approved. I quickly sped up my tempo, moaning on his dick. Then I heard him gasp.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum.”

He pulled out of my mouth and began to vigorously stroke his cock, aiming it at me. With half closed eyes, I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. I braced myself for what happened next.

With a loud groan from Fen, his cock discharged thick ropes of wolvir semen onto my waiting face. His hot cum splashed onto my pretty face, hitting my eyelids causing me to squint, some even landing onto my tongue and in my mouth. I tasted his sperm for the first time. It had a tangy sweet and also bitter taste, it reminded me of the ale. I swallowed it gratefully, with a deliberate loud gulp. His cum, was the best thing I tasted all night.

In the afterglow of his orgasm, he let out a satisfying sigh. Fen rubbed his cock on my lips, the strong smell of his semen and dick flooded my nostrils. He squeezed the tip of his shaft, expelling the last remaining drops of cum onto my tongue. I scooped up some of his sperm from my face and greedily sucked my fingers. His sensational flavour attacking my tastebuds, I could eat his cum all day.

With heavy lidded eyes, I opened them slowly to look at his handsome hulking form.

“Take me to my room.” I pleaded to him.

He lead the way. We passed through the crowds of customers in the tavern. I was still glamoured by the facial, I didn’t notice the people around me staring at my wolvir cum glazed face.

We reached my room and I unlocked it and swung the door open. With a smack on my fat ass from Fen, we entered my lodgings as he shut the door behind us.

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