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Then I pull all the way out, leaving only my tip inside of her and I can see her virgin blood streaked across my length. My chest swells with pride. I’ve claimed her. She’s mine. Now I have to fill her with my seed.
I lean down and bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent as I hold her tight, bend my knees and begin to fuck her hard, knocking over statues. Flames flicker around us. Bowls and cups clatter to the ground. Her breasts bounce with the up and down force of our joining.
She feels amazing. I lift her hips and thrust at a new angle, going deeper than before. I force myself to hold back my release. I must wait for my female. She shouts with pleasure, her head tossing side to side. Her tiny nails dig into my ass and score my back. Then she reaches out and grips the tip of my tail and I’m over the edge.
She screams out another orgasm.
And then I still above her as my body is wracked with my own release. I pull back and look down at where we are joined and watch my red cock throb as I fill her up because I want her swollen with my seed. There is so much it leaks out of her opening and down along her inner thigh.
We are creating our offspring in front of the gods, consecrating our union.
Afterwards I pull out and scoop her into my arms and carry her to the outdoor shower. I carefully wash her, cleaning off her virgin blood from my cock and between her thighs. I spend time licking, sucking and biting her breasts. They are so soft and beautiful, I cannot stop. And then I reach down and finger her clit at the same time and bring her to another shuddering climax.
Eventually I turn off the water and carry her upstairs to my room and lay her on my own bed. I start all over again and lick her to another screaming orgasm then I slide inside and pound out my own release. Her poor virgin pussy has already been used and abused but the need is too great. I awake in the middle of the night and take her again. I roll onto my back and place her on my stiff cock, ready to breed her again. She sinks down slowly, throws her head back and moans. Her breasts bounce as I thrust my hips up. She rides me to our dual completion. I jet so much seed it leaks out of her again. I am already imagining her swollen with our offspring.
Afterwards she falls asleep directly on my chest and I fall asleep too.
Hours later I awake before the sunrise.
I hold her in my arms and rest my chin on top of her head as I make plans for our future. I have to go to Minos and plead my case to the Cardinal. Only at the altar at Minos can I conclude my vows. I have to show the evidence I’ve compiled. This is the only way to get my vows formally waived and for the restoration to continue. I am not going to live in shame and silence. If I leave right now, alone, I can get this fixed quickly so we can be together. It is the only way.
Thankfully the bed doesn’t creak as I untangle from our embrace. And then I stare down hungrily at her face, at her perfect breasts and the curve of her wide hips, memorizing her beautiful naked curves before I leave. She is mine. But I have to leave her. I can’t tell her my plan. It’s wrong to even leave a note, but I have to leave something.
7
Lorelei
Iwake up the next morning naked in his bed. And he’s gone.
I’m still sore between my thighs after four rounds of epic sex last night and the um, losing of my virginity. I’ve been used and abused by the Hyrrokin High Priest of Westmore and I’m very, very satisfied. My nipples are sore and there are light red trails of fang and claw marks all over my chest and thighs. His seed still leaks out of me. It’s delicious. I’m in his room and the bedding smells like our sex, and it’s intoxicating.
Did he wake up before me and go for a shower? I daydream of how he’ll fuck me again when he returns. Then I roll over and see the letter he left for me on his pillow, hand-written with quill and ink. I gingerly sit, push back my mess of tangled bed hair and pick it up with a trembling hand.
Lorelei,
I am leaving to take care of everything. Trust in me. I will return.
Cabal Firestone
I reread it a thousand times,wishing he’d left words of love. Words that maybe were a little more specific about his intentions. What is he taking care of? He’ll return—when?
I sit in the bed and cry.
The morning turns into midday and still I’m in bed, weeping. Originally, I was going to leave him and instead he’s left me? I should’ve known something was wrong. He broke his vow of celibacy, but he still had the vow of silence to contend with. I’m only a simple trainee but even I know that vows of this magnitude can only be formally revoked on the altar at Minos.
Is that where he went?
Eventually I pick myself up and carry on with the daily chores and rituals. I put on clean underwear and a fresh robe. I should take a shower first but I don’t want to wash away his smell just yet. I want it with me as a reminder of him, just as the sweet ache between my thighs reminds me of his possession. I walk downstairs and see the huge mess we’ve made of the altar. The dried, flaky juices. The broken bowls and the discarded candles. The statues scattered across the floor. But I find I’m not embarrassed in the least. I think it’s romantic that this was our marriage bed.
Marriage? Is that what happened last night? Does Cabal Firestone consider the two of us married? I hope so, because I love that Hyrrokin with all of my heart.
I tidy up the altar. I pray for Cabal’s safety and his swift return. I continue my absolutions three times per day. It’s what gets me through.
I entertain eight separate groups of pilgrims while he’s gone, which helps greatly. It keeps me busy and I’m happy to not be alone in the monastery. I grew up in a commune so living amongst large groups of beings is familiar and actually brings comfort. I enjoy their company. I give tours, cook for them and lead the absolutions, as if I weren’t a trainee but an actual nun. No one objects so I carry on. I think they like my hymnals because they are starting to be requested. They ask about the whereabouts of the High Priest and I say he’s on a sabbatical. What else can I say? I don’t know where he is either and I don’t have any way to contact him.
And then one morning I throw up in my chamber pot. “Oh shit,” I mutter.
And then it happens the next day, and the next. And I know for certain that I’m pregnant. I love Cabal so much and we’re going to have a baby. I wish he was here so I could tell him the joyous news, that he’s going to be a father. I want to stay here with him forever and raise our family together at Westmore.
