“So, they’re dwarves?” I wondered.
“What is a dwarf?”
I should have expected them to ask that question.
I tried explaining what a person with dwarfism was, but I was told that no, they didn’t match that description. Then I tried to explain what I understood of dwarves in things like Lord of the Rings. God, I wish I had actually watched the movies. I had tried, but found it to be so unbelievable and dumb… I couldn’t finish it. I hardly got out of the hobbit town…
And now I was living it.
Wait…
“HOBBITS!” I gasped. “The Halfmen are hobbits!”
Again, I had to explain what I understood of hobbits.
“They sound to be the correct size, but… they do not have hairy feet. They definitely wear shoes. You said they were fond of food and sometimes got bloated and round. That doesn’t sound like the reports at all.”
Okay, so not really hobbits. Damn it. Why hadn’t I been more of a nerd!? I might have a fucking clue about all this shit. I might have ideas about magic. I might be able to guess more about the freaking creatures I had to fight! But then again, I might not have been the sniper the elves needed me to be. Who knows. Fuck.
I had ideas about these cat-people, bird-people, rabbit-people, and half-pints spinning around in my head for the rest of the way home.
As we got closer, I noticed Sevrina start to get very agitated. Her stride shifted too.
“Is something wrong?” I asked.
She glanced at me in embarrassment. “It’s nothing.”
Never, in the HISTORY of men and women, has a woman saying “It’s nothing” like that to a man MEANT “It’s nothing.”
“No, I mean it. What’s wrong?” I insisted.
Tavorwen glanced at her, then at me. “It is a matron matter.”
“Whatever it is, I want to know. Please tell me.” I begged.
“Master, you may think less of her,” Tavorwen warned, as we proceeded, Sevrina’s steps becoming quicker and shorter.
“I won’t, I promise!” I assured her. “What is it?”
Sevrina blushed. “I… I need to purge… quickly.”
Purge. Several of them mentioned it. I got the feeling it had something to do with sex, and I had a guess, but I wasn’t sure.
“That’s… when you expel the cum your body is holding… isn’t it?” I asked.
“Yes,” Tavorwen acknowledged. “It means she failed to be impregnated when you inseminated her.”
I had to admit… I found the thought… kinda sexy. Like watching a girl, I’d just had it with, leak my cum after she let me cum inside.
“This may be weird, but… can I watch?” I asked.
Even Sevrina stopped.
“You… do not find it repulsive?” Tavorwen prodded.
“No, why would I?” I countered.
“Well, you are my master… so I suppose, you may watch… but only if we hurry, else I shall purge in the streets!” Sevrina informed us.
We hustled the rest of the way through the streets, which luckily, we had reached the far less populated streets near the Goldleaf district before Sevrina’s problem manifested. That meant she was close enough that we did make it home, and no one saw her hurrying through the streets like a child rushing to find a bathroom.
We hurried through the door, and Sevrina took my hand, leading me to one of the restrooms. Once inside, Sevrina closed the door and latched it, before pulling down her pants, yanking her underwear off, more than untying it. In her haste, the separate parts of her undergarment separated at their outer seams, which I realized now were laced to size, but just had enough fabric underneath that it wasn’t quickly evident. She quickly sat on the toilet and then turned to me.
“Um, if you wish to watch… um…” She spread her legs wide and tried to roll her hips to make her pussy as visible as possible. She grunted and seemed to push, and the lips of her pussy slipped apart, in a gush, the entire load that had been kept nestled in her womb rushed out, dropping into the void down below. Sevrina gave a gasp, that was half relief, half pleasure. She shuddered as the last remains dribbled out.
“Feel better?” I asked.
“No, now I feel empty.” She lamented. “It is not an entirely unpleasant experience, but I hate this emptiness.”
“Then let’s go fix that,” I told her with a grin. Seeing my cum leak out of her pussy, while I wasn’t on my refractory period, was incredibly hot.
“You need not convince me.” She declared, rising from the toilet to kiss me. She picked up the undone halves of her underwear, and not bothering to tie them, pulled her pants up. She took my hand and led me quickly to the bedroom, where She drew me into another kiss.
I pushed my hand down into her pants to her unprotected pussy, slipping my fingers inside to finger her, fully dressed. She wasn’t having any of that. She pushed down her pants and with little effort led me to the bed, my fingers still pumping in and out of her sex, where she pulled me back on top of her. I continued to kiss her, and my fingers found the region of the top of her pussy, just inside the opening that was her g-spot, luckily elves had it in the same place as human women did. She moaned and began desperately removing my clothes. I found it surprisingly easy to undo her jacket and only had to stop a moment as she shifted to allow me to slide it out from under her, then I worked on her shirt.
Sevrina whimpered in impatience, but allowed me to finish stripping her, then since the distraction was past, she hurried and relieved me of my clothes.
“Please master, your fingers feel wonderful… but I need your dick!” She pleaded.
I was only too happy to oblige. Her legs spread and wrapped around me as I slid into her silken lips.
“Oh, master… such a thick… and long… UH!” She groaned as I began rapidly and solidly giving her the dicking she had requested.
I squeezed her tits with one hand and reached around her legs to squeeze her ass with the other as her heels locked around my ass, pulling with my thrusts to drive me deeper, as though there were deeper to go. Any deeper and my cock would have to slide into her womb, and that’s not how any female’s body works.
She pressed her face into my chest, letting out a high whimpering moan with each thrust. I felt her pussy start to tighten and knew one of her smaller orgasms was impending. As likely as not, I was not going to last through that. A tight elven body was a great fuck on a bad day, and Sevrina’s pussy was in fine form.
She cried out in tortured pleasure as her pussy began to pulse and massage my dick, and as expected pushing me past the point of no return. I felt the climax seize my groan and almost laughed, this was going to be a load, unlike the one she’d had before. I grunted and thrust hard, squeezing her breast and ass as I did so, though, in the grips of an orgasm, she didn’t respond until my cum started shooting into her. A cry tore from her throat, the torture paying off as the powerful surge of pleasure rocketed through her faster than my seed rocketed into her womb. Her back arched and she threw her head back, crying in ecstasy as she smashed one breast into my chest and pinched the hand still squeezing the other between us. Her legs locked tight, and I would have had to fight to pull out, not that I wanted to. Watching the bliss on her face as she screamed her pleasure was almost as good as the sensation coming through our bond, but not quite.
I could feel the thick streams of cum, plastering her insides, until no space remained. Her ecstasy reached the next level as she began to overflow, cum pressing on every inch and every nerve of her inner sex as each stream filled her to the point of displacing more out her slit, as the pulsing shaft pumped more of the pleasure-inducing fluids into her intimate depths.
God, I loved how much jizz I could deliver now. I was still cumming as the overflow ran down her ass and began to pool around her back. Sevrina’s voice cracked and then failed as she was too overcome to even scream. Her legs fell away and her arms fell limp at her side, her chest bouncing in ragged breaths as her unfocused eyes were lost in the thoughtless bliss of euphoria. I shot four more solid streams into her, then pulled out.
As good as it had been for her, I wasn’t sure which of us had gotten the better end of it. I was breathing hard and my hands trembled, releasing her ass and boob. At least I could still form thoughts, so I figured I gave better than I got. I liked that in sex.
I smirked. Enhanced by the gifts from gods or not, being able to literally fuck your partner to complete thoughtlessness was a satisfying and ego-stoking move. I went to stand only to realize my climax had been so hard that my legs were numb.
I flopped down next to her to let myself recover. After a minute, Sevrina curled up next to me, her brain still starting to reboot.
As she nuzzled in next to me, I had to think about my life here and Elendel.
In just a few short weeks, I had turned the tide of war, caused a cease-fire, and been given eleven matrons and a slave. Now two were pregnant, I’d secured the support of a second eleven people, and was learning magic and swordplay. I’d even talked with gods, real gods, on multiple occasions and they’d given me… you know, it was kinda like superpowers.
I chuckled. Jacob would be so jealous of me… well, so long as he could bring his wife.
I looked down at Sevrina. Did I think of her as a wife? I mean, a few of my Matrons I definitely thought of like wives. Tavorwen for sure. She was my wife that went to work with me. Diamiutar was my stay-at-home wife. In a weird way, Amura was more like a fiancee, but I still thought of her as a wife, but reluctant to have sex. Oh well, from what I understood, some men got as much sex with their wives as I got with Amura, but at least she was coming to terms and planning on it. Once we made love I was sure she’d be just as cum-hungry as the rest, so I wasn’t worried about lacking sex any time soon.
I smiled, watching as Sevrina stretched her toes, making me guess she was getting feeling back. The only way I’d be going without sex was if I managed to impregnate every single one of my matrons… and if I managed that, I was betting the Council would just keep throwing maidens at me until I had enough matrons that for everyone I knocked up, another would have given birth and be ready for sex again.
I blinked. How long would it be after giving birth before they even wanted sex? Narusil was pregnant, and I knew elven pregnancies sounded like they took forever, but would it be six weeks? Six months? A year?
I rubbed my head, that was a headache for another day.
Sevrina clearly felt me stirring. “You can go, I’ll come join everyone when I’m ready.”
I dressed and wandered out.