Rebirth of the Nephilim

“You heard the woman,” Syd grinned at Aila. “We better get started before we get in trouble.”

“I’ve already performed the Lewd Lover’s Bond ritual with you and I’m fairly certain that what we did earlier counted as a recharge,” Aila pointed out, her blue eyes nevertheless watching Dys and Kerr’s show with interest. “I don’t think I have to participate in this right now.”

“No, I suppose you don’t,” Syd admitted. ”But that doesn’t mean I don’t want my beautiful girlfriend joining in if I’m about to have an orgy with a trio of hot women.”

Aila looked wide-eyed up at Syd at that declaration, the statement enough of a distraction to pull her focus away from the wantonly lewd display being put on a few feet away from them. Her gaze roved across Syd’s face, a small quirk in the corner of her lips drawing them upward. Eventually she stepped a little closer, one hand resting on Syd’s armored stomach.

“That has to be the most unromantic way of asking a person out I’ve ever heard.”

“That’s me,” Syd shrugged. “Not a single romantic bone in my body. It’s all just eye candy,” she motioned to herself, “piloted by a horny dumbass. So what do you say?”

Aila motioned for Syd to lean down with a crooked finger and, when she did, Aila gently kissed the Nephilim on her lips.

“I expect a proper date when we get back to Felsen. With you in a dress,” she smiled. “And flowers.”

“Deal,” Syd readily agreed before deepening the kiss.

“So, uh, what are we supposed to do?” Thea asked from where she stood to the right of Jay.

Jay stood with Eir still in her left arm, the priestess clinging to her with arms wrapped tightly around her neck as she watched Kerr and Dys still passionately making out. The three of them had been quiet up until that point, the activity of the rest of the room taking at least Thea and Eir by surprise. Jadis supposed she had been surprised too, but that felt different since she was still technically involved in the goings on of the rest of the cave chamber.

“Well,” Jay sighed as she broke contact with Eir and set the mesmerized elf down on the ground for a moment, “that is actually a good question. My ritual Lewd Lover’s Bond doesn’t specify if I can have more than one person involved and targeted at a time. I know for a fact that we can’t do more than one different ritual at the same time. Tried that already. But I don’t know if that translates to not being able to cast the same ritual spell multiple times at the same time.”

“Oh! Um, unless it says otherwise in the description, then you can’t,” Eir said, turning to look up at Jay. “One spell cast at a time is a standard rule of magic. Barring unique skills and spells that circumvent that rule, of course.”

That gave Jadis some internal pause. Not that much of anything could stop her from making out with Kerr and Aila in that moment. But with Jay not directly occupied with lustful activities, Jadis had enough brainpower left over to think about the ramifications of Eir’s explanation. Since she needed to empower Kerr, Eir, and Thea with Lewd Lover’s Bond and they couldn’t do their individual rituals simultaneously, that meant a minimum of three hours spent on the one ritual alone. Beyond that, the Lascivious Empowerment ritual took two hours just by itself. And when she’d tried the ritual with just Aila, it had taken multiple attempts to get the ritual right since it required concurrent climaxes between the two of them. Trying to juggle that kind of timing between her and four women sounded like a nigh on impossible feat.

Jadis was happy to try though.

“Well, if we can’t do the rituals at the same time,” Jay said, taking off her helmet and then working on her chest armor, “then we might as well get comfortable.”

Eir was already almost naked with the loss of her robes and boots. Thea had her own armor to divest herself of but she took to the task with brisk efficiency. Aila didn’t wear much armor and Kerr was naked and grinding against Dys. Jadis could normally handle taking her own clothes off, but there was one hitch to the plan. The aforementioned therion was glued to Dys like a limpet and wasn’t about to let go, not even for the necessary act of removing gear and clothing.

That was fine, though. Jadis had her own special brand of solution for problems like naked women stridently attached to her still clothed body. If that could be called a problem.

Syd and Jay broke away from the women they were respectively engaged with and began removing Dys’ clothing for her. With the kind of coordination that could only come from having a trinity of magically created bodies, Jadis managed to peel Dys out of her gear. The breastplate was a particular challenge, but somehow, they managed.

“Nice work on that,” Kerr broke their kiss to pant out, her breath hot against Dys. “Impressive teamwork… with yourself, I guess. Now get to work,” she demanded, reaching down to slap a hand against the large cock now pressed up against her ass.

“First things first,” Dys panted back, her chest heaving with desire. “I need another taste.”

With that, Dys dropped down onto her knees, lowering herself to the ground. At the same time she hoisted Kerr up onto her shoulders, letting her wrap her muscled thighs around her head as she got intimately acquainted with dripping pussy.

“Oh fuck, your tongue!”

Jadis was happy to give Kerr the same kind of surprise the archer had been able to give her. Using her long, powerful tongue, she plunged into Kerr’s depths further than anyone had likely ever been able to before, at least orally. The taste was even more amazing when drunk from the source, a heady mix of sweetness and something almost nutty that made Jadis’ cocks strain with arousal. She eagerly lapped at the juicy lips and dripping tunnel, drinking deeply of everything Kerr offered, her mind growing fuzzy with obscene urges.

Her other two selves quickly stripped off their own armor while Dys made Kerr howl in pleasure and joined the other three girls to one side of the chamber not too far from the show where Aila had considerately laid out their bedrolls and blankets on the floor. Eir had removed her smallclothes and sat to the left when facing Kerr and Dys, her knees drawn up to her chest as she continued to watch the lewd tableau. Aila sat in the middle, also naked, but not hiding herself, the reserved woman somehow more comfortable with the sex and nudity than the others. Maybe she was just getting used to being around Jadis and the deviancy that came with her? Thea sat on the right, her wide eyes constantly moving between the shuddering form of Kerr and Jay, Dys, and Syd. She had stripped down to almost nothing, leaving her underpants on but exposing her surprisingly large breasts. After Eir, she definitely had the second largest set, though she still sat with one arm crossed against them, keeping them partially obscured.

That shyness was without a doubt something Jadis was going to have to show Thea wasn’t necessary, at least not around her. The guardswoman truly was beautiful in a girl-next-door kind of way. She didn’t have the exotic fantasy appeal of an elf or a horned animal-girl hybrid, or even the more human uniqueness of a tall, leggy redhead. But she was a sexy woman with a cute nose and a great body. She deserved just as much attention as any of the others.

There was a moment of hesitation when Jadis had to decide where to sit, but she came to a decision quickly. She didn’t want to miss any of her own show, after all.

Syd picked Eir up and took her spot, sitting so that her legs extended out before her. She set the elf down in her lap, the surprised woman now sitting with Syd’s cock jutting up between her legs, every throb and pulse of the obscene organ making the priestess bounce. Her warm, wet pussy and plump ass made direct contact with Syd’s hot flesh, the feeling drawing a mostly silent grunt from Syd and a squeak from Eir.

Jay did the same for Thea, taking her place and setting the woman down in her lap. The thin cloth of her undergarments presented little barrier between her heat and Jay’s, a damp spot already forming as Thea gasped at being put literally on top of Jay’s turgid erection.

There wasn’t a convenient third lap available for Aila to take residence on, not with Dys otherwise engaged, but Jadis made sure her girlfriend didn’t feel left out as she scooted in close from both sides, sandwiching her between her two selves. Jay’s left and Syd’s right hands confidently went to stroke and fondle Aila as the group of them watched Dys make Kerr wail with ecstasy.

By then Kerr was bent double over, hands gripped tightly in Dys’ white hair and ankles crossed behind her back as she ground her pussy into the giant’s face. Dys’ big hands gripped and squeezed Kerr’s beautiful ass, an act made strange by the feel of the therion’s longhaired tail wagging frantically behind her. Her peak obviously drawing close, Dys pulled out the stops and rolled her tongue firmly against Kerr’s clit, drawing out a high-pitched growling sob from the woman as wetness poured from her convulsing cunt.

Dys could barely hear a thing, Kerr’s thighs were wrapped so tight around her ears, but the rest of Jadis could hear clearly as the archer let out a string of mostly unfamiliar words in a language Jadis couldn’t understand. Or it might have been several languages. She wasn’t sure. Fuck was repeated multiple times, at least.

“She sure has a way with words, doesn’t she,” Syd commented, her voice throaty with desire.

“Indeed!” Eir squeaked out, her hands resting on top of Syd’s as the giant’s fingers roamed across her stomach and played with almost reaching for sensitive junctions. “I don’t know many who speak Orcish, Gnomish, and Voltosian.”

“Was that the whole ritual?” Thea asked, her hands studiously avoiding touching the huge cock between her legs, yet Jay could still feel her slowly grinding her hips down onto the base of her member.

“No,” Aila answered breathlessly. Jay’s hand had found its way to toying with her pretty pussy lips. “They’ve probably got at least, um, another forty-five minutes.”

Jay grinned as Thea silently repeated Aila’s explanation, one hand moving to cover her gaping mouth.

“But don’t worry,” Jay added, her own right hand moving to stroke circles across Thea’s toned belly, “I’ll keep you entertained while we wait for your turn.”

There was someone else who needed the attention more, though, and she wasn’t shy about asking for it.

“You’re not done yet, are you?” Kerr asked, still curled over Dys’ head and panting like she’d just run a marathon. “I still want to feel you try to break me with that third leg of yours.”

Using her superior strength, Dys pulled the therion off of her face and took a deep breath of cool cavern air. The grin couldn’t be kept off of her as she held Kerr around the waist, her lips shining with nectar.

“I’ve got a skill that’ll help with the fit. That said, you’re damn fucking right I’m going to break you over my cock. I’m going to fill you to bursting and make you beg for more.”

“Don’t talk about it,” Kerr grinned back wickedly. “Do it.”

Challenge made and accepted, Dys lifted Kerr up and positioned her so that the soaked entrance to her pussy rubbed against the tip of her cockhead, splitting her sensitive lips apart. Both moaned at the sensation, savoring the wet tingle. Dys didn’t linger, though. She was too worked up to be overly gentle and Kerr hadn’t asked to go slow. She’d demanded to be broken. Dys would do her best to accommodate.

Dys thrust up into Kerr as she pulled the woman down, her fingers digging into her hips. A strangled cry was torn from the therion’s throat as the head of Dys’ dick popped into Kerr on the first try, her body sinking down a few inches onto her shaft.

For once, Kerr was speechless.

Jadis didn’t give Kerr much time to adjust. The extreme tightness of her soaking wet snatch was driving her wild and her hips were already starting to buck on their own, craving to drive her thick cock deeper. Dys pulled on Kerr’s hips, dragging her steadily down her dick’s shaft. The further her cock invaded, the greater the bulge in Kerr’s belly grew, until it had reached a point between her breasts. With a satisfied moan Dys firmly pulled Kerr’s groin tight against her own, locking herself into the hilt.

“Oh, oh fuck,” Kerr groaned, her hand rubbing against the unnatural swell in her torso that ignored all reasonable aspects of biology. “How in Lyssandria’s fat tits is this even possible?”

“Thank D, if you want,” Dys answered through clenched teeth, savoring the feel of Kerr’s impossibly tight walls squeezing around her. “Or blame him. Cause we’re only just getting started.”

Dead set on fulfilling her promise, Dys began bouncing Kerr up and down on her cock. There was no slow build up for this fucking. From the first full stroke Dys used her strength and speed to use Kerr like a cocksleeve, slapping her ass down against her thighs with enough force to turn them red. It was all Kerr could do to hold on for dear life as her claws dug into Dys’ arms and her heels futilely tried to wrap around the Nephilim’s waist.

A string of increasingly incoherent curses poured out of Kerr’s mouth as she was fucked silly, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her gasps and groans echoed in the stone chamber, mixing with Dys’ panting moans as she tried to hold back her impending peak for as long as possible.

“Fucking pound my pussy you giant fucking horse-dicked pale-assed cunt-licking sherrthin-loving triple-bodied fucker!” Kerr practically screamed as her pussy trembled and clenched around Dys in climax.

“Is that how I look when we have sex?” Aila asked with a shudder as Syd’s fingers played with her clit.

“Not exactly,” Jay answered, one hand playing firmly with Thea’s breast while the guard watched the fucking, utterly mesmerized. “You’d don’t curse or flail as much.”

“I don’t think you’ve ever done me that hard, though.”

“We can change that,” Syd assured her, dipping her middle finger into Aila’s sopping wet hole up to the knuckle. The way the arcanist shivered made her smile.

“Is she—ah, er, you, um, glowing?” Thea stuttered out, eyes glued to Kerr and Dys.

Dys was, in fact, starting to glow. The inner light signaling that her ritual was starting to take effect had appeared, easily visible due to the low light of the cave. The glow was faint, barely noticeable, but it was growing.

There were more important things to focus on in Jadis’ opinion though. The tense clench in her belly had reached a tipping point and she knew she couldn’t hold back any longer. Her thrusts picked up in intensity as she approached her peak, practically willing Kerr to come one more time with her.

Kerr obliged, her pussy convulsing around Dys’ shaft as the first hot rope of cum spurted deep inside Kerr’s obscenely stretched tunnel. Her stomach began to bulge more as thick white seed first dripped, then poured out from around Dys’ cock where it had stretched open Kerr’s cunt. As she came, Dys’ held Kerr tightly against her, their bodies mashed together as they both gasped around their joint orgasms. With Kerr’s head in her chest, the only annoyance to spoil the spine-tingling wash of pleasure were the therion’s horns poking at Dys’ face.

To fix the problem, Dys grabbed a horn in one hand and dragged Kerr’s head back, forcing the shuddering woman to look up into her eyes.

“Hey Kerr,” Dys said between grunts as her cock still twitched, delivering more thick Nephilim seed deep into her pussy. “Guess what?”

“What?” Kerr asked breathlessly, all verbose vulgarities wrung out of her by the thorough pounding she had received.

 “Just another thirty minutes or so to go,” Dys grinned down at her, her violet eyes dark with lust.

Kerr stared back, eyes unfocused.  Then, she let out a tired giggle.

“Thank D for big favors.”