MrTwister8

(6-9) A few more minutes

by MrTwister8

Chapter 15 in Prince of Beornia

I stood there, completely trapped between appearances and the raw spectacle happening just yards away. The heat in my face was hot enough to melt snow, but as my eyes drifted back to the two heavily panting elves, my feet refused to budge. *“Could we... just stay for a few more...

Morning at the inn

by MrTwister8

Chapter 16 in Prince of Beornia

(1-5) At the gathering

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Chapter 15 in Prince of Beornia

My member seemed more than happy to learn the outcome of the two wrestlers, but I decided to enforce mind over matter as I cleared my throat. *“There’s no need to stick around. What place did you want to show me?” “Wonderful! Oh, and where are my manners! My name is Elarinya a...

Victory

by MrTwister8

Chapter 14 in Prince of Beornia

The competitive pretense of the match vanished entirely when the larger elf executed a swift, heavy sweep, pinning his opponent flat against the damp moss. But instead of going for a standard submission lock, he slid his hands firmly around the other’s waist, lifting his hips and...

Stick around

by MrTwister8

Chapter 13 in Prince of Beornia

My ideas of Night Elves were formed entirely from what I had read in the books about them. The sight of these two wrestlers truly made me question what I knew about their culture... and it also made me curious about how far they’d go. As tired as I was getting, there was no chanc...

Duskleaf

by MrTwister8

Chapter 14 in Prince of Beornia

I kept my eyes glued to Elarinya, expecting her to make the first move. After all, I wasn’t that naive! A big part of the reason why I stuck around was the way she had suddenly revealed a much more intriguing side of her. Leaning in close, she gave me a wicked, teasing smile. *“...

Morning at the inn

by MrTwister8

Chapter 18 in Prince of Beornia

At Lythirn's house

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Chapter 17 in Prince of Beornia

A (somewhat) successful attempt

by MrTwister8

Chapter 26 in Prince of Beornia

The next few minutes were a blur of intense, jaw-aching labor. Having two massive orcs tag-teaming my mouth was every bit as overwhelming as I’d feared - and, if I’m being entirely honest, far more intoxicating than I anticipated! As I rhythmically worked my way up and down thei...

The wine!

by MrTwister8

Chapter 17 in Prince of Beornia

But, of course! It was definitely the wine... it made so much sense! That devious Lythirn, I should have known — why would he suggest that specific bottle of moonberry wine? It was a relief to find the reason, yet I was still here with a... well, no other way to put it - fat elf...

No

by MrTwister8

Chapter 16 in Prince of Beornia

*“They only want to please you,”* Elarinya smiled, pressing her heavy breasts directly against my face, blinding me with the scent of moonberry wine. *“A true prince accepts every tribute offered, no?”* I let out a flustered groan against her cleavage. *“Elarinya, I… I really do...

A mistaken identity

by MrTwister8

Chapter 15 in Prince of Beornia

Before Elarinya could fully lower herself onto me, she paused, holding my rigid length right against her soaking entrance. A wicked, knowing grin spread across her lips as she looked up, signaling the two tall male elves who had been watching us from across the cushions. Confuse...

Elarinya and I

by MrTwister8

Chapter 14 in Prince of Beornia

The cool air of the canopy vanished the moment Elarinya slid into my lap, her smooth, dusky-blue thighs straddling mine. The sheer weight of her breasts pressed firmly against my chest sent a jolt of pure heat straight to my hardening member. *“You’ve been staring at these all n...

Yes

by MrTwister8

Chapter 13 in Prince of Beornia

I cleared my throat, looking from Lythirn’s teasing grin to the breathtakingly bare company. A sudden, wild surge of curiosity overrode my rigid princely reservations. *“You know what? Fair enough,”* I said, my fingers trembling slightly as I unbuckled my heavy leather belt. I...

No

by MrTwister8

Chapter 13 in Prince of Beornia

I cleared my throat, anchoring my eyes to the ceiling to avoid the sea of bare, dusky-blue skin. *“I appreciate the hospitality,”* I stammered, setting the wine down. *“But I’ll keep my clothes on. I’ll just stay for a quick drink.”* Amused chuckles rippled through the room. El...

At Lythirn’s house

by MrTwister8

Chapter 12 in Prince of Beornia

As the gathering wound down, Lythirn stepped forward, his indigo markings catching the glow of the surrounding flora. *“The celebration is ending, Terro,”* he said warmly, gesturing toward a winding root-carved pathway. *“I’d be honored if you joined me at my dwelling. Elarinya...

Royal sacrifice

by MrTwister8

Chapter 25 in Prince of Beornia

If I didn’t do something right that second, Baelog could suffocate! Even though handling one brute was already pushing my limits to the absolute brink, I decided to deploy a bit of shameless tactical compliance to intervene. What else could I have done? I couldn’t just watch him...

A bath

by MrTwister8

Chapter 33 in Prince of Beornia

Humbling Uthul

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Chapter 34 in Prince of Beornia

The two grunts dragged Uthul’s upper body forward, pinning her chest flat against the smooth rock ledge. They yanked her wrists high behind her back, forcing her into a helpless, bent-over position that hoisted her massive green hips high out of the water. Her backside was incred...

Interrupted

by MrTwister8

Chapter 33 in Prince of Beornia

The heavy silence of the cavern was broken only by the sloshing of the warm spring as my trembling hand finally slipped beneath the surface. My fingers brushed against the smooth, burning heat of her length, and a sharp, involuntary shiver ran down my spine. Uthul let out a deep,...