Eadric and the Sisters of Twilight - Sex Stories

Eadric and the Sisters of Twilight

... forgot where he was and his fingers greedily pulled a handful of the red-and-blue berries, stuffing them in his mouth. The taste was odd, to be sure, and one he had not been wholly prepared for. But his tastebuds screamed for more, and he found himself digging in.

That is, until he felt the coolness of metal on his throat.

"My calling you a swine does not grant you permission to act as one," Arahan whispered in his ear.

He could feel her breath on his skin, the warmth of her body against his and her hefty breasts against his back.

Eadric froze. "I was starved, I'd not eaten all day," he stated, almost defiantly. "There is enough food here to last a whole winter!"

"Tell me, what do humans do when they find a fox has been eating their chickens?" the elf said, pressing her dagger just a little harder against Eadric's throat.

"I-I..." he stuttered, fearing to answer her, for he knew what the expected answer was. His bravado in the face of the woman all but diminished.

"Precisely my thoughts... But what if the fox still had some use?" she suggested, and her fingers slowly moved to the jar he was still holding. Her fingers closed around it.

When she pulled on it, however, she found that Eadric would not give it up so easily.

"Why you..." she growled.

"You speak nonsense," he objected, both his hands around the jar. Even then, he felt the woman's strength was far greater than his, for he struggled to hold on to the jar with two of his hands while ...

... she pulled with just one. "I am not a fox and this is not a chicken coop! I'mstarving!"

"... insolent whelp. I'll have you flayed!" She grunted and yanked the jar from his hands, causing its remaining contents to go flying back, alongside both Eadric and Arahan. The two fell upon the floor with a thud as the woman's dagger slid out of reach.

It didn't take long for Eadric to see just how outmatched he was, as Arahan overpowered him in moments, holding his hands above his head as she straddled his stomach. Of the two, he was the only one panting from exertion after the brief scuffle.

As she stared down at him, considering what to do with the man, she noticed his eyes moving down at her chest. And when her gaze followed his, she gasped as she saw that somehow, her shirt had become ripped at the neckline, exposing a long, creamy line of elven cleavage. She stood up straight suddenly, her hands removed from his wrists.

Standing up straight didn't help the situation either, for as she did, she felt something hard and long press against her thick, meaty buttocks. Immediately, her face twisted into a furious scowl as she stared down at him. "Despicable human trash, slave to your passions, no better than Beastmen!This is why we do not allow your kind to wander our forests as you please. You invite Chaos wherever you tread!"

"Then perhaps you should help me tame this hunger?" he risked, waiting for her to strangle him at any moment now.

Yet, her hands did not wrap ...