03 Atavism of the Ifrit Page 43

  Each said ‘I swear it all to you.’ and kissed, bringing together the small orbs. A bright flash solidified the union. Kanade smiled and kissed Flajeen’s cheek, avoiding the forward facing horn in the process. “Welcome to the family.” The Dragewete slapped her leathery wings against her back as she smiled, so excited she made it to a lifelong ambition. “Wait just a minute.”

  Kanade then turned and holding her hand intimately, led Flajeen to the edge of the balcony to speak to the now silent hall. “Let it be known from this day forth Flajeen of the Dragewete clan is now Fifth Mistress to Fire Prince Ethan Volorum.”

  Twelve new pale furred Balam seem to just appear around the newest mistress and Flajeen stood proud, accepting her place now above near everyone staring.

  One voice somewhere down below broke the peace. “Fifth? What of the Third and Fourth?”

  Heads nodded, also curious to find out the same thing.

  Kanade raised a hand and murmuring died down. “The Third Mistress is none other than the good mother, Gaia of the Titans.” All knew that fearsome Titan and didn’t protest. Gaia was originally and likely still is the eldest and strongest living female Titan. “And the Fourth is Sarimee of the Kitsune. Both will be returning to Demon World in a week and a half. Now while I have two more hours to spare I’m going to begin selection for the Sixth Mistress.” Excitement built. “All willing Lamia, come forth and allow me into your minds.”

  Eager half women-snakes slithered fast for the courtyard. Over five thousand arrived and were expectant. Not a single one was under fifty feet long and their lower snake halves had a range of vibrant colors no earthly snake could ever have.

  Internal barriers lowered and each one felt Kanade’s touch. Some were so dangerous and were Kanade’s definition of evil she dismissed them outright. Near six hundred left angry at the quick scan that lasted all of a second.

  One sought to flip her off and was given seven lashes on Kanade’s calm order.

  The rest dismissed showed more difference to her. Kanade didn’t care how they thought. Acting on them was another matter.

  By the next stomach growl the five thousand had been whittled down by three, separating the worst of the crop and narrowing the field. “Until tomorrow.” She voiced when the sound passed. She stepped away. “Amandale, if you will.”

  “Haaave fuuun!” Gleefully lilted Nell with an accompanying wink as the world shifted.

  Just the five of them appeared just outside the gold dome. Dallare yawned and went to turn in, passing the ten Arachne coming to bow and introduce themselves to the newest mistress. Flajeen held still as two climbed all over her, taking precise measurements to begin crafting a new dress befitting her figure.

  “Hello everyone!” boomed a deep voice and the Dragewete stiffened as she finally got a good look at Ethan for the first time in the flesh.

  “You look better than yesterday, Darlin’.”

  “All thanks to our wife’s insight.” He laughed and first kissed Kanade then Kyoko.

  “Which one?” Kanade giggled and came over to take the newest member of their family’s hand. “We got ourselves another bitch in the pack.”

  “Only none of you are dogs.” He smiled, coming closer.

  “Say that if none of us ever stop goin’ into heat.”

  “Good point.” He laughed and watched the seamstresses scuttle off and bow in his presence. Still at ease he looked at the creature before him. “It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Flajeen.”

  “The pleasure is mine, Master!” She said with genuine nervousness as she got a feel of his power that was far superior to hers.

  He tilted her chin so he could look into reptilian grey eyes. “Relax, you don’t need to fear me or call me master inside our own room. Tamarain,” He spoke the Arachne matron’s name. “are you done measuring my new bride?”

  “Yes, Master. Her dress will be ready along with the other mistresses by next time you must depart.”

  “Thank you. Villiken, take the rest of the night off.” He said and returned to the three giantesses. “Ladies, I believe we have business to take care of.”

  “Sure do!” Kanade said eagerly and took off first.

  Kyoko, Ethan and Flajeen soared close behind. Being the gentleman, he allowed the two demons to land first. As he followed, Kanade brought him a very sharp cooking knife and an empty mixing bowl. “What are…” Flajeen began and gasped as Kanade sliced open her man’s palm. “No! You…”

  Flajeen was stopped as Kyoko stepped in her path, removing her tiara in the process. “Be calm. They’re doing it for you.”

  “Why must he be bled?” Slightly frightened eyes were mixed with concern as the stream down his hand quickly filled the container. Her serpentine tongue tasted and scented the coppery fresh flavor filling the air.

  “Are you aware of Ifrit blood properties?”

  “You know I am not. It is forbidden.” She crossed her arms.

  “As a draconian you are naturally resistant to fire.” Kyoko stated the obvious. “His blood if ingested will make you completely fireproof. I works on anyone if they take enough to have it flow in their veins, but without it Kanade can’t feel sexually attracted to you. His blood will change your scent.”

  “Like yours changed?” She relaxed.

  “Yes. Without his blood he will burn any lover to ash and Kanade needs it for she’ll only respond to her soul mates scent.”

  “I… I didn’t know this.”

  “Don’t sweat… er fret over it, Sweetheart.” Kanade had to catch herself since reptiles don’t sweat. Ethan licked his wounded palm and moved to the door to head down and take out all the pieces in the furnace to sit and cool on a rack slowly. Kanade licked the knife and savored the stains while handing over the bowl of bubbling crimson. “Just don’t tell anyone and drink up.”

  “I promise I’ll never let these properties be known.” And making that vow Flajeen tipped and drank deep gulps, not spilling a single drop. Her long tongue made sure to clean it as if it were ice cream in Kanade’s opinion.

  Taking the bowl, Kanade went to the sink to rinse it out and wipe it clean before going to her drawer and began removing all her jewelry beside Kyoko, playfully bumping hips.

  Being First Mistress had many perks, mainly first dibs. She made her spelled dress vanish with a snap of the fingers and walked naked up to the twenty two and three inch tall muscular Dragewete who had instant desire flashing in her slit eyes. She held still as Kanade came close and sniffed, detecting pheromones that spoke of sexual arousal, earthy musk and just the beginning hint of her man. The full scent in Flajeen’s blood had yet to fully integrate, but was just enough to get Kanade pink nipples achingly hard. Though Flajeen’s breasts were just rearranged muscle without a nipple, the soft pearly breast-scales seemed to gloss over.

  In a surprising display of strength Flajeen’s eyes flew open as Kanade pushed her right onto the bed and she climbed up, wings partially spreading as she sat down on scaly and firm abdominal muscles. Kanade then tentatively stole her new lover’s lips to taste her man’s life energy and softness despite a Dragewete’s innate resilience and no sign of acid. To spit acid Flajeen explained it wasn’t a simple matter. Acid was a last resort if tooth and claw failed. It required a specialized muscle in the throat to squeeze with tremendous force to break through a sphincter so the acid is shot at no less than a hundred feet or thereabouts per second. Only sneezing weakens the sphincter enough for accidental release. She explained she had only enough acid for three shots and needed a day to replenish it.

  Flajeen responded and kissed her back, mixing in her mind to know what her new mistress liked and had her moaning in seconds. Both gasped and Kyoko snuck ice into their channels to join in all the fun.

  The three tussled around in the bed readying for what was soon to happen. Being in the minds of three sexually arousing women going at it was too much, but he already knew it would be impossible to concentrate so he hurried doing a few minor things and d
etached his mind to run into the shower to rinse off and was out in record time.

  Silver fire consumed the room and had all three pause and stare. His change was more pronounced and it gave a sense of challenging dread as they looked at the size and girth his heritage afforded when confronted to multiple lovers. He wasn’t longer, but his thickness had increased near double and the bumps looked more like rigid ribs on someone starving. His dominance further aroused the women, making them willingly submissive just to have him sooner.

  “My goodness. I’m not sure it’ll fit.” Drawled Kanade.

  “I’ll go easy.” He rumbled.

  “Not before I treat myself first.”

  In a blur she got out of bed and threw him on it. Before he could say anything he groaned as she took him in her mouth, barely able to fit him in. And she wasn’t alone as he was big enough now to be triple teamed by three tongues. Kyoko and Flajeen took either side to pleasure him. Unable to win against such talent it wasn’t long before bucking his hips and roaring out as his sweet seed poured like a pulsing fountain and filled her mouth.

  Kanade mewled as she swallowed the hot warmth, drinking more than he ever gave before. Some dripped down her chin, but Kyoko beat Flajeen to get it. Kanade, seeing the other woman wanting some moved and cradled he smooth head and kissed deeply. Flajeen rumbled, never tasting something so delicious.

  “Kyoko, give me a hand.” He said and pointed to Kanade’s vagina. “More wet.”

  The Yuki-onna was happy to oblige and began stuffing very large balls of ice to stretch her, even giving one to him to wet his member from wrecking havoc. It was all part of the plan put in place to make the experience more pleasure, less pain. Kanade gasped loudly, scratching, but not breaking Flajeen’s skin as she was fighting a scream by being so stretched. Though she never gave birth, she knew she was that stretched. Helping reduce it was the other two women.

  By the time Ethan’s shaft was coated he carefully had Kanade lay on her back. His tip surrounded by a silvery vortex melted and replaced the ice.

  “Ugah.” Her hips bucked as he stretched her further and the ribs going to the hilt had her scream “Ethan! Harder!” in body shaking spasm.

  His hips plowed her field repeatedly as her legs wrapped around a furry waist. Her golden eyes began going blue all over as her magic started seeping unbidden, much like the wildfire blazing in his irises. Their minds were one and he could tell the plan had indeed made it easier on her and much more pleasurable. Her own creamy wetness needed the help Kyoko provided and he didn’t make her bleed, but she was a thrashing, scratching, biting mass of passion. Right when her body could handle no more without breaking Ethan’s climax coursed again, throwing his head back in a primal roar of success before biting and again marking his soul mate.

  He withdrew as firm as he had entered and turned to see both Kyoko and Flajeen also using an phallus made of ice prepare them and his growl had them stop pawing and kissing each other. His eyes were for Kyoko and He was soon powering into her, enjoying how her large tits bounced freely with each hammering he did and her screams of pleasure working on her like nothing she had felt before.

  Flajeen awkwardly crawled due to the solid shaft of ice deeply shoved between her legs and showed a gentleness that went against her striking looks gave others. She softly rubbed her clawed fingers all over Kanade’s soft body, exploring and committing it to memory. It had been a very short time, but she felt protective of her mistress and would do anything for her. Kanade’s glazed eyes squinted as she took Flajeen’s hand and put it between her own legs. “Keep me ready, My new love. You will soon see why.”

  Another roar filled Kyoko before he snuck up behind Flajeen doggy style and filled her. Her tail met his and was wrapped as her claws dug harmlessly into the sheets, never before being filled out so greatly. She hissed and moaned together and absently she never knew such a sound could be made coming from her. His shaft of ribs sent her into a wild frenzy. His sweaty hips slapped her firm ass over and over again. Being taller made her pain less great, but it also meant his restraint was lowered. Orgasms like never before was like lightning to her nervous system, enhancing every touch, sound and smell. And she responded by pushing back, matching each long thrust he pumped.

  Behind, Kanade and Kyoko were in each other’s arms for comfort, still reeling from what he had just done. They panted breast to breast.

  His roar barely gave Kanade warning before she found her chest against the wall with him already sheathed.

  Flajeen turned over, out of breath, something that hasn’t occurred for many millennia. She touched her clit and rumbled “What the fuck was that?” A rough Blood Speak translation.

  “Our husband.” Kyoko said and laid her head on the rather soft scaly thigh over firm muscle. “Good no?”

  “I hope not to lay an egg anytime if he fucks me numb like that.”

  “I’m just glad” she said while watching his firm and softly furry ass squeezing each time he drove into his first wife. “you had him longer. It helped give us time to ready for more. Aren’t you glad you’ve been made mistress?”

  “Glad can’t quite cover it. No male ever did that to me. I never knew what I was missing till right now.”

  “I heard my aunt’s stories, but now I know she was understating just how much pleasure an Ifrit’s cock can give. Not even Titans can measure up.”

  “If the other females knew of this we would have a long line and give up their own lives just to feel a single thrust.”

  “Ah.” She managed to sit up. “It will help having more to occupy his time so we can catch our breath.”

  “He returns.” Flajeen said eagerly after he released again and both she and Kyoko found themselves breast to breast, clutching one another out of need as he filled them each in alternating thrusts. One up into Kyoko, then down into Flajeen.

  Kanade laughed almost deliriously sitting on the ground with a hand over her hammering heart. “Oh yes. More… I need to find more girls. More…” She gulped and panted more, speaking her mind. “I want to see his cock’s true potential and have it daily.”

  The night past in nearly an instant in blissful lovemaking.

  Two hours before Ethan knew he’d have to meet up with his aid to return to the Forest of the Fox he made way downstairs, leaving three very satisfied women cuddling in bed. As he began placing pegs into their homes and melting them into the head he worried in a space of his mind the three above weren’t occupying. I hurt them with you my friend. He thought while glancing down at the relaxed bulge in his boxers. If not for rapid healing I’d break them, but Kanade can’t get enough. I know she’s not inherently masochistic, but whenever I see her naked I can’t seem to go easy like I used to. Is it when my eyes smolder like coals that gets her so ready or is it she’s truly obsessed by being dominated by me?

  A slight trickle made itself known and immediately he knew the person he most treasured had been keeping a secret. “Darlin’, your eyes only bring forth what lays with me. Think about it. Every time you go doggy on me I can’t look at your eyes when their riveted up in my damn skull.” Upstairs he heard her laugh, telling the other two his thoughts.

  “She’s right you know, Ethan-sama.” Kyoko followed Kanade’s thought stream. “Women all secretly want to be possessed and dominated by a strong man. Fucked so hard they see stars go nova just by being split in half with each thrust.”

  “Yes, and have a brood of females to help rear and protect future clutches from threats.” Chipped in Flajeen as he finished one mace and began piecing together the second. “You are the strongest male I ever let ravish me and none has ever left me so sore.”

  “Sorry.”

  Three cheery laughs bubbled up above and he paused. In a second came the wet patter of bare feet as the women came running down into the shop completely soaked from the shower. Each one had a lazy, leery smile.

  “Embrace yourself as eagerly as we do the lance between your legs.” Bantered Flajeen seductively
. “Soon you will have more wombs to fill.”

  “Darlin’, just accept it already. You’re still as much a human as I am a Spirit Guide. We’re allied with Chaos and as much as I was taught it was a bad thing I’ve found more love in four days than I ever got since the day I hatched in Spirit World.” She wrapped an arm around both Flajeen’s and Kyoko’s hip. “Just look at us! I’ve got women whom I adore and they don’t have a soul. I delivered cruel bastards to Torment who don’t deserve them as much as they do.” She squeezed them and he rumbled as breasts pressed together. “Just get over it already. We all want to see what your dick can really do.” Kyoko licked her blue lips. “And I already plan to make sure you have eight wives way before the king’s six month deadline.”

  He kept working out of the corner of his eye to make sure he didn’t fall into their alluring and nearly impossible to resist honey trap. “Angel, why are you so easily to believe what he says? The old man doesn’t care if I live or die. ‘Fire and Ice will meet.’ For all we know Zagan’s first choice as heir Vilorogue will…”

  “You listen close, Darlin’.” Ethan knew that tone. It meant to shut up or consequences will ensue. “If the king wanted you dead he had plenty of chances. Plenty.” She repeated by stepping right up to the table that separated them as he still worked. “What I didn’t tell you was after that first time you fucked Kyoko and me together I decided on bringin’ more to our bed. I want to see just how big you get and how quick you can make me orgasm, but there’s more. You, not Vilorogue, will become king when his majesty passes. This means you will rule and not have all the time in the universe to sit at home and make love to me. And you know I hate being alone.”

  “So do we.” Kyoko said and matched Kanade’s posture. Flajeen dipped her chin and brushed her knuckles down Kanade’s left arm.

  “So it’s not just for you, My Angel. I’m being selfish, but so what? I’m the fuckin’ First Mistress of Demon World now. If I don’t want to be alone, I won’t. besides, I’m becomin’ rather fond of my new expansion in sexuality. Either be glad or no more anal.”