Nobodys hero a monster g.., p.18
Nobody's Hero: A Monster Girl Harem Adventure,
p.18
It was too much. For Brune and for Phia.
Brune’s forearms dropped on either side of Phia’s head, his hips pumping fast and deep. Phia’s pussy got wetter and wetter with every thrust.
But just when Brune was about to shoot his seed, Phia whined, “Oh! I… I feel something…”
Holy fuck.
He hadn’t expected her to be able to climax on her first time, especially under these hurried circumstances. But he sure as hell wanted it to happen, so he focused all his effort on holding back.
“You’re gonna cum,” he said, taking her head in his hands. “Let it happen, baby. Cum for me. Do it.”
“Cum for us, Phia,” the nymphs said, caressing every part of the cat girl that they could reach. “We want you to do it.”
Phia’s breathing became more and more frantic, until tremors shook her body and shuddered through her pussy.
“I... I’m... I’m cumming!” Phia said.
Brune grunted and thrust towards the most amazing release he’d ever had. Normally he was careful about blowing his load inside a woman. He knew what it was like to grow up without a father, and he wouldn’t have wished it on anyone.
But this was different. He wanted to mark Phia. And he wanted her to have babies. Lots and lots of babies. Which was weird, because he’d never thought he wanted babies.
But he did now.
Phia convulsed, the orgasm wracking her body, her cunt clenching around Brune and milking his cock. He shouted and cursed as seed shot from the tip of his dick, filling her up with thrust after frenzied thrust.
When he finally pulled out, Adelina lay down beside Phia and kissed her cheek. “You did such a good job,” she said, rubbing Phia’s cunt. “Such a nice little kitty.”
The sound of crying drew Brune and Phia’s attention.
Lilly was still sitting with Inga, but she was awake now, sniffling and rubbing tears from her eyes.
“What’s the matter?” Phia said as she and Brune walked over and knelt beside their friend.
Lilly sniffled and wiped her eyes. “I’m so happy for you two, that’s all.”
Brune lifted her chin and looked at her emerald green eyes. The tears welled up again.
“You two are so good together,” she croaked. “I’m glad you’re my friends. I—”
Brune smothered her words with a kiss. The fairy’s little body went limp in his arms.
Phia plopped down beside them. Lilly looked at the cat girl.
“I’m sorry all this happened, Phia. You were so excited to come here.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Phia said. “Lucia teaches that men and institutions become corrupt. That’s why my faith is in Feron’s love—not in any cardinal or palace.”
The two girls hugged each other, and the embrace quickly led to passionate kissing as Brune went down on Lilly.
Inga got up and stood aside, clasping her wrist and looking away. The lascivious nymphs gathered around again, calling for Lilly to be fucked—and Brune was pretty sure each of them was hoping for a turn, too.
That wasn’t going to happen, though.
Lilly was even more petite than Phia; breaking her in would be a challenge. The time for that would come soon. But not today. The poor little fairy was weak from the cataclysmic spell she’d unleashed.
Brune contented himself with pushing up her skirt, pulling down her panties, and lapping at her little pussy until she came in his face.
That took all the energy Lilly had. She dozed in Phia’s arms as Brune pushed himself away, his cock still rock hard. He glimpsed the blasted, smoking trail left by Lilly, and he realized how reckless it probably was to be hanging around there.
Lilly might have just killed the Head Cardinal, and we’re having a fuck-fest on the top floor of the Cathedral Tower.
Oddly, the matter felt less urgent than it ought to have. Lust was still thick in his belly, with Lilly’s taste on his lips and the grove’s intoxicating vapors working in his mind. The nymphs gathered around him, eyeing the bulge in his still-undone pants.
But as beautiful as they were, Brune ignored them, and cast around for Inga. He wanted to plunge into her soft warmth.
He noticed her lingering. “There you are!”
If she hadn’t suspected what Brune wanted to do to her, the look in his eyes told her everything as walked towards her and took her hand.
“Mr. Hargish...”
Brune pulled her against him, took hold of her rump, and trailed kisses over her cheek.
Inga let out a girlish moan. Digging his fingers into her waist, he pressed his lips against hers. She threw her arms around his neck, her body surrendered, and Brune could sense the heat and moisture coming off her.
But when he thrust his hips against her, she pushed herself away.
“You should go, Mr. Hargish,” she said, panting for breath. “The wedding congregation will arrive at the reception hall soon. They’ll know something’s amiss right away. And the Cardinal... His guards will look for him before long.”
“The Cardinal!” Phia said, completely ignoring Brune for some reason. “What do you think happened to him?”
Lilly was sitting up, rubbing her head. “I think he probably fell off the edge of this… mountain? Whatever it is. Just like the last High Priestess.”
The nymphs watched Brune with long faces. “But… But he doesn’t have to go yet, Miss Inga,” Adelina whined. “They won’t come into the sacred meadow. You can stay a little longer, Mr. Hargish.”
“Nah,” Brune said. “She’s right.”
After pocketing all of Sevelod’s diamonds and as much of the gold coins as they could carry, they headed back down the trail.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
BRUNE LOOKED AT his sigil ring. The wisp of blue light glowed brighter. Phia walked beside him, leaning forward under the weight of Lilly, who was riding piggyback.
“It’s pointing to the right,” she said.
“I see that, baby. Keep your eyes on the tunnel.”
“Don’t call me baby.”
Brune sighed in exasperation. “Are you still going on about this?”
“I can’t believe you kissed her.”
“How was I supposed to know you’d mind? You watched me make out with Lilly’s pussy for 10 minutes and you didn’t mind that!”
“Because she’s Lilly! Honestly, I can’t believe you!”
Phia’s voice echoed down the dank tunnel.
“Mind keeping it down?” Brune muttered. “The whole godsdamn tower’s gonna hear us.”
“I don’t care.”
“You shouldn’t have kissed that lady, Lord Brune,” Lilly said quietly.
“Well, I said I was sorry, so get over it already.”
They turned right, following Brune’s ring down an even darker corridor. Phia gagged in the stale air.
The girls had insisted on the rescue, so Brune was obliging them. If it made them happy, fine. Besides, maybe Endellion really was remorseful.
Brune sniffed. Not likely.
At least he reckoned the detour wouldn’t increase their risk very much. When they’d descended to the first floor, a room packed full of palace guards had awaited them. Unfortunately for the guards, a massacre ensued.
But now they scarcely encountered any guards, probably because few remained. Brune knew for a fact that the guard at the Imperial Palace in Erwynd City consisted of 48 soldiers and a few officers. The Cardinal’s palace guard would be significantly smaller than that.
Brune stopped at a large door.
“Is this it?” Phia said, her voice trembling.
Brune undid some buttons on his belt; a leather tool case unrolled down his thigh. His experienced hands picked the lock swiftly.
When the door clinked open, the first thing they saw was the daylight from a small window high above. As their eyes adjusted, they saw the outline of a person lying on the floor. Flies buzzed around an untouched plate of crusty bread.
Phia let Lilly down and crouched at Endellion’s side. The elf had been disarmed and stripped of armor, except for her panties. Her blonde hair was darkened with blood, and her face was almost hard to recognize, with a puffy eye and a swollen lip.
“Endellion,” Phia said, touching her arm.
Endellion started and lifted her head.
“We’re here now. We came for you.”
She coughed and looked at Phia in confusion. Then she made a pitiful moan and shrank back towards the wall, her chains jangling.
“No. No.”
“Endellion. It’s okay.”
“Ph-Phia.” The elf’s voice was choked with anguish. “I... I’m sorry.”
“I know, Endellion. I forgive you. We heard about how you changed your mind.”
“No.” She pushed Phia’s hand away. “Leave me here. Leave me.”
“Endellion, we’re not leaving you!”
“Please. I want to die.”
“I’m not letting you die, Endellion. You’re my friend.”
Endellion sobbed as Phia stroked her hair. But she pushed the cat girl’s hand away again.
Brune walked over. Endellion looked at him fearfully, then covered her face and wept.
“Watch the door,” Brune said, pulling out his lock-picking tools.
“I’m watching,” Lilly said wearily.
When Endellion’s shackles were removed, Brune cradled her in his arms and lifted her up. She turned her face to him with an expression of abject misery and begged him to leave her there. It was the most pitiful sight Brune had ever seen.
* * *
Brune broke through the surface of the ocean and took a breath of salty air. The water was so clear he could see tiny fish darting over the rippled seabed below. It was the perfect anchorage; calm water, a beautiful view of vineyards and trees, and no one else in sight.
He looked back at the huge sailboat. It was old, and the previous owner had demanded too much for it (the old buzzard could tell they were in a hurry). But it still felt like a luxury to Brune.
He could see Lilly sitting in her sun chair. She’d been there since morning, with her nose in a book.
Brune swam back and climbed onto the deck.
“How’s the water, Lord Brune?” Lilly said, resting the book on her thigh with her finger marking the page.
Brune toweled himself off. “Perfect.”
Lilly admired his powerful body as he walked over in his swimming trunks and sat in a chair beside her.
“What are you reading?”
“It’s a murder mystery. So good! I can’t put it down.”
“Didn’t know you were such a bookworm.”
“I guess I am. I just found it in a little closet downstairs this morning.”
Brune reached for Lilly’s new cittern. She’d been plucking it almost non-stop for several days. The instrument looked tiny in Brune’s massive hands.
Lilly grinned. “Can you play?”
“Nah.” He idly strummed his fingers over the strings.
Phia stepped out from the galley, beaming a smile and wiping her hands on an apron. “The swimmer’s back!”
She popped back in and came out carrying a tray with sandwiches and iced tea.
Brune’s eyes widened, and he smiled with delight, as if Phia had performed an amazing magic trick. He grabbed a sandwich before she’d even put the plate down.
Phia clasped her hands and watched Brune as he shoved the sandwich into his mouth, devouring it in a few bites.
“Help yourself, Lilly,” she said.
“Thank you. Actually, I think I’ll go check on our patient.”
“How is the invalid, anyway?” Brune said.
Phia crossed her arms. “Brune, don’t call her that.”
“Her body is healing,” Lilly said. “That’s not the problem. It’s all the pain she has inside…”
“I’ve been praying for her... every night. I ask Feron to heal the hurt she’s carried around for so long. It’s no wonder she seemed so distant sometimes.”
Brune shrugged. “Everybody has a sad story.”
Phia put her hands on her hips. “All the more reason for you to understand her, then. You should forgive her, Brune.”
“Never said I didn’t.”
“Well, you don’t show it. You haven’t said a word to her.”
“Because she’s been in bed the past six days.”
“Maybe she’s too scared to come up here.”
“Scared?” Brune looked at Phia in bewilderment and then picked up another sandwich.
Lilly stood up and made a funny noise under her breath. She limped her way to the stairs.
Phia watched with a smirk. “Something wrong, fairy?” she said in a sweet voice. “You’re walking funny.”
Lilly turned around primly. “If you keep teasing me, I’ll get Brune to fuck you in the ass!”
Phia’s mouth fell open. “Lilly! You’re horrible!”
Chuckling, Lilly went down the stairs to one of the cabins. Phia sat down beside Brune and chattered to him for about 10 minutes while he finished the sandwiches.
Suddenly, Lilly rushed up the stairs. “She’s asking for you, Phia.”
Phia hurried down the stairs on light feet.
“I think you should come, too, Brune,” Lilly said.
“Alright.”
Brune could hear Phia’s soothing voice as he came down the stairs and walked to the door of Endellion’s cabin. He peeked inside. Phia was sitting on the bed, holding the elf’s hands.
Endellion spoke: “You’re a beautiful person.”
“So are you.”
“No.”
“I know you are.”
“I’m no good.”
“Why do you say you’re no good?”
Endellion breathed fitfully, struggling to hold back a torrent of tears.
“Endellion... Do you blame yourself... for what happened to your parents?”
Endellion broke down, gasping for breath, her body wracked with sobs. “I should have helped them. I should have helped them…”
Phia’s voice was gentle. “You were just a little girl. You were scared. It doesn’t make you a bad person.”
Endellion wept in the cat girl’s arms. Brune waited by the door with Lilly until Endellion’s sobbing had calmed down. When he walked into the room, Endellion tensed up. She looked at Brune searchingly, anxiety in her eyes. It was surprising to see her so vulnerable. She was almost like a different person.
But Brune suddenly understood her—why she was so icy. It wasn’t just her dark elf nature, after all. He saw a little girl, traumatized by the killing of her parents. The little girl was still a part of Endellion. He wanted to comfort her. Protect her. Make her smile.
Phia crawled onto the other side of the bed and lay down alongside Endellion as Brune leaned over the elf, taking her head in his hands. He kissed her forehead and cheeks. More tears streamed down as he kissed her lips.
Lilly came and snuggled up on the opposite side of Phia. The two girls hugged Endellion and kissed her cheeks. She smiled.
“That’s better,” Brune said, pinching her chin.
Phia snuggled up closer, her little tongue flicking out to lick Endellion’s shoulder affectionately.
Brune snorted.
Phia’s ears shot back. “Shut up,” she said.
“Don’t make me throw you overboard,” Brune said.
“No!” Phia squealed and buried her face in Endellion’s chest.
Brune tapped Endellion’s stomach. “You gotta come out and swim with me. These two are afraid of the water.”
“Okay.”
“I’m not afraid,” Lilly said. “I just don’t want to get my wings wet. She’s afraid.” Lilly pointed at Phia’s face.
“Am not.” The cat girl swatted her hand away.
Lilly rested her head on Endellion’s shoulder and ran her fingers over her chest. Phia purred.
“You know what Brune did to me last night?” Lilly said. “He broke my little cherry. I can’t even walk now.”
Endellion grinned. “I know. You guys weren’t exactly quiet... Too bad I missed it.”
Phia’s purring deepened. Her tail thrashed around on the bedcover. “There’ll be plenty more opportunities,” she said.
The three girls all looked at Brune.
He swallowed thickly. Oh, gods, what have I gotten myself into? They’re never gonna give my dick a rest.
Still, he rose to the challenge as the girls ran their eager fingers over his stomach and pulled his swimming trunks down.
THE END
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