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They needed each other, more than ever before, because outside the cozy barn true darkness stalked the night.
Shortly Nameless was biting his lip to keep himself from being too loud as he gripped Ericaโs hair and ears tight, his cum filling her mouth in spurts as she placidly accepted it, her bond-sisters moaning as they felt his pleasure.
The two of them played this game a great deal, so Erica was no stranger to having his cock lodged in her gullet and spurting out his wad as she swallowed around it.
In fact she was an expert at it.
With one last grunt he pulled her face tight against his pelvis and held her there; his cock buried to the hilt down her throat, and her face gradually reddening from lack of air.
Though her slitted green eyes were welling with tears, she placidly watched him while he deposited the last of his cum inside of her.
He was a pro too, and knew just how much she could take.
After that they spent some time just cooling off, their breathing evening out.
Nameless broke the silence, his fingers absently scratching at Ericaโs ears.
โWe did good work today, didnโt we?โ
โYeah. We were awesome.โ The smug Katje agreed while dutifully licking up the residue of his cum from his cock and balls.
But though she was trying to keep him distracted from it, they all felt how desperately he needed the statement to be true.
Especially since one of their number was absent.
Volka, Dominar Volka, had left them shortly after she had reclaimed her shield from Nameless.
She had meant what she had said in Lipton Falls: she was preparing for war.
Already assorted warrior breeds were answering her call and amassing in Garland, most numerous being the Amazons.
Just a few tribes so far as most of the blonde warrior women lived well beyond the outskirts of civilization, in the wilderness where they were most comfortable.
At Volkaโs request, or rather order, Escrya, Kaylee and Helena were seeking them out.
Volka spent a great deal of her time now with the warriors in Garland, helping them get settled in and preparing contingencies with the various monster girl leaders for the inevitable confrontation with Evadne, the demon-touched Chimera.
The Aegis council was ambivalent towards her efforts, understandably so as she hadnโt consulted with them about any of it; but they had their hands full dealing with the rising tide of panic that resulted from an entire town being wiped off the map.
Even before the slaughter people were afraid as monster girls and humans alike had been disappearing for months, now it was like a pot boiling over as everyone everywhere scrambled to do whatever they could to feel safe again.
Meanwhile the Valkyrieโs bond-mates, grown accustomed to basking in her angelic warmth, found themselves trying to adapt to its absence.
Nameless sighed into the melancholy that they all felt.
But then he remembered an enraged Erica, wrapped around a perpโs head as he came out of the whorehouse.
โErica, what did that guy want you to do that was so horrible?โ
She froze with her lips around his cockhead, then popped off of him to clear her throat and speak.
โNot telling.โ
โThat bad?โ Nina asked.
The cat gave one last lick on Namelessโs member that made his toes curl before tucking it back into his briefs.
โWorse.โ
โIโm sorry dearheart.โ Ophelia mumbled drowsily; โThat must have been hard for you.โ
She was lying across Millyโs pelvis, her arms wrapped around the cowโs waist and her face nuzzled into her abdomen, using her warm and soft skin as a pillow.
The Minotaur in turn had already dozed off, so they were all speaking in hushed voices.
โNow you have to tell me.โ Nina insisted as she squirmed between Millyโs thigh and Namelessโs knee; โJust so I know whether or not this prick gets to keep his goolies.โ
Nameless blinked back his weariness, his brow furrowing slightly from Ninaโs word-choice.
โHis... what?โ
โHis goolies. His balls.โ The Gigas explained; โI heard someone call them that in Algrade. Donโt change the subject. Erica: dish.โ
The Katje shuddered again before shifting over between Namelessโs legs and whispering into the giantโs ear.
When she was finished Nina was a slightly paler shade of red, even a bit green, and her eyes were wide with shock.
โMen like that?โ The tiny giant demanded in a strangled whisper.
โNone that I know.โ Erica responded curtly.
โI am sorry I asked.โ
Nameless meanwhile was putting in a conscious effort with his gift not to find out what could have possibly unsettled the stoic giant, let alone the former sex-slave, to such an extent.
By that point, they could hear Ophelia softly snoring into Millyโs naval, so he stroked the heads of the two girls still awake.
โWeโve been running all over for the past few weeks, chasing down all the leads from Algrade, but Miranda told me this was it for the task-force. So weโll be back in Garland in a couple days, then weโll see whatโs what. For now, you should try and get some sleep.โ
Nina sniffed as she and Erica snuggled in on either side of him, the soft rasp of shifting hay filling the barn.
โSpeak for yourself, dork.โ
Chapter 4: Thunder and Light
A Witchโs curse never moves in a straight line, and nor does a Witch, if ever asked about it.
Instead it moves with the meandering yet inevitable intent of a bolt of lightning; its destination unchangeable, but the many twists and turns of its path impossible for anyone to predict.
A death curse is the same, and its arrival is the same: a sudden event, followed by a deep unease that rumbles through the very bones.
Thunder is a constant apology for not warning of lightning sooner.
Many miles away from a sleeping dork and his family, Tristan Grove, ex-husband of one
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