A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Emily moaned from pleasurable pain when his glans entered her. The pain of her hymen being torn was just par for the course at this point, as it only increased her pleasure.

Slowly, Erik pushed apart her insides, as he invaded the last remnant of Emily's innocence. His size was quite large for an untrained pussy like hers, but she wasn't a mere mortal human; her Arcanist body was perfectly capable of adapting to him.

More and more of his cock disappeared inside her wet and tight cunt as Emily's panting became louder. Finally, he touched upon the next barrier, her womb, and Emily gasped as her eyes widened and she released a shaky moan.

"E— Erik, I—" she muttered, her mind a mess, but Erik interrupted her, by kissing passionately.

Then, he pushed the last inch of his cock inside her, pressing it against her womb. Once again, pain and unimaginable pleasure filled Emily as she shook and moaned into her husband-master's mouth while her eyes fluttered.

There, Erik halted a moment, his shaft still pressed against Emily's babymaker, before pulling his lips of Emily's.

"Hah…Hah…Hah" Emily panted and moaned as her eyes flew around the room. She was trying to determine if she liked this feeling of having her womb compressed by Erik's cock, sending mixed signals to her brain.

And that was when it happened. Suddenly, the repressed orgasms from before came back with a vengeance, and her mind exploded. Her eyes widened. She screamed as her body shook and her insides spasmed.

Above her, Erik watched her cum with a gleeful grin, and enjoyed the squirming of her pussy around his cock.

But when she was done and panting heavily with an unfocused gaze, Erik was done being the nice guy. So, he grinned and pulled a little on the leash still in his right hand. Instantly, Emily's gaze refocused when she felt the symbol of her submission tightening around her throat a little. Find exclusive stories on empire

"Not only did you just cum without permission, but I think you called me by my name, Emily," Erik grinned slightly. "I don't believe that was our deal, correct?"

Still panting, Emily's lips curled into an excited grin. As soon as he slipped back into the role of harsh master, she felt her insides squirm. A switch flipped, and she fell back into slave-girl mode.

She appreciated the loving way in which he took her first time, but to be dominated was the thing she enjoyed the most.

So, still grinning excitedly, she panted, "I'm…sorry…Daddy. Please…use my body…as compensation."

Domineeringly, Erik raised a disapproving eyebrow, "Your body is not yours to use as compensation, Emily. It is already mine."

To really bring that point home, he pulled a little more on the leash, while finally pulling back his cock, but also slamming it back inside almost instantly.

Emily's eyes almost bulged out of her head. Her arms and legs tightened around Erik's powerful body while she screamed, "Yesss!! I'm sorry! It's yours, Daddy!"

Erik grinned, "Good girl." And then he finally started fucking her for real.

Emily's moans reverberated through the room as Erik pistoned her gushing pussy. At the same time, he explored her insides, trying to find her most sensitive spots, and saving them in his memory for the future.

As he became more familiar with the raven-haired woman's inner folds, the pleasure she felt also skyrocketed. Soon, she started cumming again and again as her mind turned hazy.

It wasn't longer before her body went limp, and she just lay there, moaning while a hungry Erik ravaged her pussy, groped her tits, and played with her nipples.

After fifteen minutes, Erik planted his lips on hers, and pressed up against her womb again, before unleashing a torrent of spunk inside it. Emily's eyes widened as she moaned into his mouth and some of the haze left her. Her body shook as she felt herself being filled up in a way she'd never gotten from her ass.

When he was done, Erik pulled his lips of hers, and smiled at the lost expression of pleasure on her face. It usually was this way the first time. Due to Elora's modifications to his fluids, it often took his sexual partners a few times to build up a tolerance.

But Erik wasn't done yet. Lust filled him, and he wanted to continue. On his lower body, the libido-enhancing-serpent-blood that flowed through his veins ensured he was still hard as a rock.

Fortunately, there was another target in the room.

Pulling out of Emily, he stood up from the bed. Behind him, his third wife trembled as she was still enjoying tiny aftershock orgasms, with a silly smile on her face.

Leaning down, he kissed Emily again, and then turned around to face the younger sister with a predatory grin.

Emma's eyes sparkled with excitement as she moaned through her gag, and twisted her suspended, tied-up body in an attempt to entice him. Beneath her lower body, a small puddle had already formed.

Erik walked up to her, his cock swinging in the air. She was suspended at waist height, so she looked right at it with a hungry gaze.

When he reached her, he gently grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes with a mischievous gaze. "You liked that, didn't you?" he smirked slightly.

Emma's eyes sparkled as she nodded.

"So do you want some fun, too?" he continued with what was basically a rhetorical question.

And as expected, Emma nodded again, this time even more excitedly.

So, Erik grinned, "Alright, I guess I continue for a while. But first, you'll have to be a good maid, and clean me up, alright? Your sister made quite a mess down there."

Surprisingly, there was no hesitation in her gaze as she nodded for the third time. She even looked happy. Erik couldn't help but chuckle, "You truly are a little pervert, huh? Luckily, so am I."

In one quick motion, he removed Emma's gag, and released her chin, so that her lips were in front of his cock. With no word or hesitation, Emma started licking him clean of the mixtures of juices on her husband's meaty staff while looking up at him.

Meanwhile, Erik caressed her hair and sighed in contentment.

When she was done, the gag went back, and Erik walked over the other side, where her lower lips were dripping, and trembling with excitement. Watching her sister be punished and deflowered clearly turned her on a great deal, and the anticipation she now felt only exacerbated that.

Without pause, Erik thrust himself inside her. Her pussy was tight, wet, and welcoming, just as always. He was already very familiar with Emma's folds, as she was with his cock, so it didn't take long for both to moan and grunt in pleasure.

Emma swung back and forth in her rope suspension as Erik ravaged her until she, too, received a heavy load.

Afterwards, he released Emma from her bondage, and they moved back to the bed, where Emily was also starting to recover from her ordeal.

For the rest of the night, he continued ravaging the two sisters while Anne watched from the side, embarrassed, uncomfortable, and questioning the decisions that brought her here.

The worst thing was, that she actually found herself becoming turned on by all this, causing her to question her own desires. What she didn't know, was that Erik's pheromones were filing the room, and causing their usual effects on an unprepared mind.

When it was finally over, Erik was lying in between the two sisters, who had their arms and legs wrapped around him. They were already fast asleep, with wide smiles on their lips.

But before following in their footsteps, Erik turned to the red-faced Anne with a smirk, "You're free to go now." Then he winked, "If you wish to sleep, there's plenty of room on the bed here."

But he didn't wait for her answer, and closed his eyes to drift off to sleep, a satisfied smile on his face.