Hello all! I somehow managed to summon the motivation for another story this year! It's not much, but I'm slowly (so, so slowly) getting back into the swing of things. I'll definitely have more coming out soon, so stay tuned for updates, and in the meantime, make sure you read, comment, rate, but most importantly, enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; The Dragon Prince and all characters portrayed are the rightful property of Aaron Ehasz, Justin Richmond, Wonderstorm, and Bardel Entertainment. I make no money from this submission


"Are we gonna fight, or is a talent show?" Rayla asked drily, watching Soren artfully twirl his sword. It was all she could do not to laugh watching his smirk disappear as he held himself at the ready, letting out a flat, "Oh," in seeming disappointment.

Rayla charged, bringing both swords up and slashing wildly. For a moment, Soren was driven back by her initiative, blocking her attacks in out of reflex. When he stopped, he seemed mildly surprised, however, letting out a small chuckle. That can't be good, Rayla thought, a split second before the Crownguard pressed his own attack.

Almost immediately, she knew she was in trouble; Soren had the advantage in strength, and used it to press her backwards. It was all she could do to dodge or turn away those powerful swings, forceful enough to cut through small trees, but that strength turned against him. Soren swung wide, and his sword bit deeply into the trunk of a tree with a solid chthunk! Off balance, Soren tugged at it, but it was stuck fast.

Seizing the advantage, Rayla leapt with both swords overhead. She didn't want to kill him, in fact she was sure that she couldn't kill him, but he was much better than she had initially thought. If she could just land a decisive blow, then this fight...

Soren's foot in her middle both drove the air out of her lungs and flung her backwards to land on her back. Rayla looked up just in time to see him wrench his sword free and jump with it stabbing downward. She desperately rolled to the side, feeling the ground vibrate as the sword point impacted where her neck had just been. Finding her feet, Rayla charged again, hurling one of her blades as a distraction, anything to throw him off for even a second.

Soren swatted it out of the air to stab into the ground. Rayla took the opportunity to grab it again, using it to spring up into the air, yelling as she struck at him again. He blocked it with a grunt, and the Moonshadow Elf flipped overhead to land on her feet. Both warriors stood for a fraction of a second, mentally calculating the next move, and then, almost as one, they both ran forward back into the fray. A thought crossed Rayla's mind, and she flipped her swords into the hook configuration. Soren spun, building momentum for a powerful swing, and blocked a feint she aimed at his left. Seemingly off balance, Rayla swept her blades downward, intending to hook his ankles and tug his feet out from...

Both of Soren's booted feet planted themselves firmly on top of her swords, pinning them to the ground as she crouched in front of the young man in surprise.

"I keep telling people," Soren panted. "Sweep-the-leg is not a thing in sword-fighting!"

Gritting her teeth, Rayla gripped both handles and heaved upward. Soren tumbled backward with a short cry, landing flat on the ground.

"Oh! Any more sword-fighting lessons?" She asked, amused, as she spun her blades back into swords and leveled one at his chest. "I'm eager to learn!"

"Soren!" Came a cry from behind her. Rayla spun, chastising herself; how could she have forgotten about the other human! Too late, she realized her mistake as Soren sprang up from the ground, gripped her sword wrist, and sprinted forward carrying her on his shoulder. Before she could react, she felt herself being shoved forward and landing with a heavy splash! in wet, sticky mud.

Rayla sat up quickly, covered in muck. Distantly, she felt something liquid spray across her body, but she was too angry to notice. Fighting dirty was one thing, but how dare this oaf - this human oaf - throw her in mud! Forget not killing him, she was going to make him suffer, she would...

"Toh emoceb! Hcuot gninurb!"

Rayla gasped as...something...swept through her. All her anger and aggression melted away from her, all desire to fight gone. In its place, a heat was starting to rise inside of her, spreading throughout her body, across her limbs, and coiling in her stomach. No, not my stomach, she realized; it was lower than that. Whatever was happening to her began to fog her brain, making her thoughts dull and sluggish, but she was experienced and old enough to recognize arousal. Rayla's pussy tingled, and she felt a dampness start to spread from her crotch. That woman...did this to me, she thought dimly, distantly. I have to...I'm going to...I'm...

Rayla saw Soren charging toward her, sword raised, but he seemed to move in slow motion to her. His face looked so serious and determined, his arms strong and masculine. She could imagine what they must feel like wrapped around her, pulling her close to him. The thought sent a shiver through her, and she felt herself get even wetter. He had something that she needed, right now!

The Moonshadow elf moved with a speed that would have surprised even her, had she been thinking rationally. Dropping her swords, she launched herself straight at Soren, wrapping her arms around his waist as she tackled him to the ground. He let out an "Oof," as he hit heavily, sword clattering out of his hand. Rayla scrambled on top of him, seating herself on his chest and pinning his arms down, breath coming raggedly. There was another cry behind her, and she heard running footsteps, but she didn't care. Looking down into Soren's face, so handsome and defiant, there was only one thing she wanted. Without a second thought, she brought her lips down onto his.

The heat that had only stirred now roared to life at the touch and taste of his lips. Rayla closed her eyes, relishing the sensations that sent shivers throughout her body. She had trained all her life to control every aspect of her body, from breathing to involuntary muscle twitches, in order to be an effective assassin; but now all she could do was tremble as she attacked Soren's lips. She was dimly aware of the human male making sounds of protest against her lips, overcoming obvious shock to hastily grab at her shoulders to push her back. She tried to resist, tried to keep herself attached to the source of those wonderful feelings, but Soren found leverage to push her away. Her lips left his with a pop, briefly connected by a thin stream of saliva, and then she was off of him, sitting on her haunches as Soren hastily scrambled to his feet and away from her.

Rayla sat on the ground panting hard. Her heart was racing, nerves were tingling, and blood was roaring in her ears; she had never felt so alive before! She wanted more, needed more. It felt like she would explode if she didn't release this heat and pressure inside of her. Through the haze in her mind, she saw the two humans standing in front of her, talking and gesturing towards her. Despite the rush of blood in her ears, their words started to come through to her.

"...some kind of elf attack?" Soren asked urgently. "You don't think she poisoned me, do you? Do elves have venom spit or something?" He stuck out his tongue and started wiping at it frantically.

"Calm down, Soren, I need to think!" Claudia snapped. She squeezed her eyes shut and started massaging her temples.

Rayla's nerves felt like they were on fire. She couldn't think, not with this heat flooding through her body. As if they had minds of their own, her hands drifted, one going to her chest to cup her breasts, while the other slithered down between her splayed legs. Even through her clothing, she could feel the wetness there, as well as the heat, only a fraction of what was ravaging through her. Her fingers began to slide up and down her crotch, feeling the lips and the sensitive nub through the fabric. It sent a shiver through her body, followed by another as her other hand found an erect nipple and gave it a pinch.

"What was that spell, Claudia?" Soren asked. He was half turned away from her, facing his sister fully. "What exactly did you do to her?"

Claudia looked confused. "It was just a heating spell! I just wanted to make her drop her swords, but I suppose if the ingredients got on her, not to mention the wording..."

She trailed off, but Rayla lost focus. She was so close, pleasure was frustratingly close! But these clothes were blocking her, keeping her from her much-needed release. Breathing harder with the effort, she fumbled at her waist, managing to undo her belt and loosen her pants. Not bothering to take them off all the way, she drove her hand back to its prize, exulting at the feel of skin-on-skin contact. One finger touched her clit, and it was all she could do not to cry out at the jolt that sparked through her whole body. With shivering excitement, she let her fingers drift down to her swollen pussy.

"I'm sorry," Soren's incredulous voice drifted through the lust in Rayla's mind. "Are you telling me that we...we made her horny?"

"I guess it's possible," Claudia said. She looked deep in thought, stroking her chin idly. "I was a bit rushed, and the wording was kinda vague. I've never heard about this kind of reaction though. Although," She looked at her brother and grinned slyly. "You gotta think about all the personal applications for something like this."

Rayla's fingers were now buried deep inside of her, thrusting frantically while her thumb rubbed her clit. She could feel the bundle of nerves there, and the pleasure that came every time she stroked against it. It added to the pressure that was building, that glorious crescendo that would bring her satisfaction and relief. Somehow - she couldn't recall how - she'd managed to partially remove her shirt. While she played with her juicy cunt, her other hand was busy kneading her breasts and playing with her stiff nipples. Those little jolts added their own little bits, slowly but surely pushing her towards release.

"Great, Clauds, so what are we supposed to do now?" Soren asked. "I can't kill her like this, it's just...well, it's all kinds of wrong."

Without warning, the damn inside of Rayla burst. She felt her pussy tighten around her fingers, felt the fluids that gushed around them and sprayed onto the ground. Her body seized and spasmed, the electricity that had only been teasing her before now firing all of her nerves at once. Her mind went blank from the pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through her. She felt herself throwing back her head and heard the soft scream that came out of her at the delicious sensation. Her entire world was consumed by the pleasure radiating throughout her; she had never orgasmed this hard in her life.

Eventually, those waves receded, and her body began to relax. Panting and gasping, drenched in sweat, Rayla brought her head back down, her eyes narrowed to slits as she bathed in the afterglow cumming so hard. Her fingers still stroked lazily across her pussy lips, sending tiny jolts that only deepened her bliss. Through the haze of pleasure in her mind, she became aware that the conversation in front of her had stopped altogether. In fact, Soren and Claudia were looking right at her in her semi-naked state, him with open-mouthed shock, her with a devilish grin.

"Well," Claudia purred. "I can think of a few things we can do."

That was the only warning she gave before grabbing the sides of Soren's pants and dragged them down in one swift motion. The man yelped in surprise, trying to shrink back but only succeeding in stumbling over his own pants.

"Are you insane?" he shouted, seemingly trying to decide whether to gesture frantically or cover himself. "You want to do that? Here?"

"You said it yourself, Soren: we made her horny," Claudia retorted, pitching her voice low in a mocking parody of her brother's. "Why not have a little bit of fun with her before we find the princes?"

The two siblings continued arguing, but it faded to a dull buzz in Rayla's ears. The second his pants had fallen, all of her attention was pulled to the organ that dangled between his legs. It was already semi hard, despite his protests. A thick vein ran along the shaft, disappearing into blond curls, above heavy balls that swung as he moved. It was the most beautiful sight the Moonshadow elf had ever seen, and she felt that heat rising inside of her again. Her pussy clenched just looking at it, and sudden thoughts flooded into her brain. She wondered what it would taste like, what it would feel like inside of her. She needed to experience it for herself, the heat within her demanded it.

She was jolted out of her imaginings as Claudia nestled beside her. "C'mon, Sor-bear," she cooed. Her hand was suddenly between Rayla's legs, fingers stroking and playing with her lips. Ralya wanted to protest, but opening her mouth let out only a soft mewl at the new spark of pleasure. "Don't you wanna see what elf pussy feels like?"

For his part, Soren looked absolutely dumbstruck. Despite any misgivings he might have had, his cock was now fully erect as he watched Rayla moan and quiver under his sister's attention. Rayla watched him through slitted eyes, needing him to come to her so that she could satisfy this new craving. With Claudia's fingers caressing her, she could feel that wonderful pressure building within her once again, but her body wanted more. Just seeing his naked erection had awakened something inside of her that was hungry.

Rayla almost cheered when the man took a single step forward, followed by another, and then another. With all of the urgency and need that she felt, the few steps that separated them seemed to stretch interminably; time seemed to stretch as she watched the object of her bodily desires inch closer and closer. The sight of it filled her head, driving her need higher and higher, until she felt she could no longer stand it. And then, suddenly, after what felt like endless hours, the man stood right in front of her, looking down at her as his cock twitched mere inches from her face. In her state, the young elf wasted no time in parting her lips and engulfing him in her mouth.

Rayla distantly heard a gasp above her, but all she could bring herself to care about was the man's cock. Just resting on her tongue it drove her wild with lust and need, the heat and smell of it making her head spin. She ran her tongue over the head, delighting in the shivers that brought, and sucked it further into her mouth. She attacked it, bobbing frantically back and forth, coating the member with her saliva. Claudia's fingers on her pussy only pushed her further, trying to fit as much of it down her throat as she could. Rayla felt herself gagging, but she needed more of it, more and more and...

She was suddenly being pulled back by one of her horns, Soren's cock coming out of her mouth with a soft pop! "Not bad, for a rookie," Claudia breathed in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Let me show you how it's done."

The dark mage suddenly moved past Rayla. She gave Soren's cock one long lick from base to tip, and in one smooth motion, took Soren's entire length into her mouth. She hummed, and began long, practiced strokes, moving up and down on him. Where Rayla had been frantic and sloppy, Claudia was pure skill and expertise, sliding up and down her brother like she'd been doing it all her life. A small part of Rayla idly wondered how often the pair had done this sort of thing, but mostly she was transfixed by the sight of Soren's hard cock disappearing down her throat. It made her pussy throb with pleasure, and she couldn't help but let her hand dip down to play with herself.

For his part, Soren let out one long groan as soon as her lips touched him, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back. One of his hands tangled itself in Claudia's hair, urging her on as his hips began working rhythmically. Claudia never slowed or stopped, simply letting her brother piston into her mouth and take his pleasure. Rayla did notice that one of her own hands disappeared down her front, no doubt sliding into her pants to play with her own pussy. She looked over, catching Rayla's eye, and gave a sultry wink seeing her frantically fingering herself. It very nearly sent the young elf over the edge into another world-shattering orgasm.

With a gurgling slurp!, Claudia pulled back, letting Soren's cock fall out of her mouth. She immediately began working it with her free hand, pumping slowly up and down the shaft that was now well lubricated with both women's saliva. The man whimpered softly, hips still bucking in time with his sister's hand. The sight of his cock sliding through her fingers and across her palm was erotically hypnotic, mesmerizing Rayla with the lewd sight.

"What do you think, elf?" Her voice snapped Rayla back into reality, staring into the dark mage's eyes as she worked her brother's member. There was only a hint of question there, but mostly promises. "Are you ready to feel this inside of you?"

Rayla felt her head nodding frantically, and suddenly she was being laid on her back. Soren knelt between her spread legs while Claudia sat beside her, her hand still jerking him slowly. Rayla could see his cock twitching with need and silently urged it forward, panting and whimpering with the arousal inside of her. She watched as Claudia guided her brother to her entrance, time seeming again to stretch agonizingly slow. She gasped as she felt his tip brush against her swollen pussy lips, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her brain. The gasp turned into a groan as he inched forward, parting and stretching her, burying himself inside of her. And just like that, after mere moments that seemed to drag on for hours, the man was fully sheathed, hilted to the base in her hole.

Rayla's head fell back onto the ground. Her eyes were open, but she couldn't see; her mouth was open, but no sound came out, save for her ragged breathing. The only thing she was aware of was how stretched and full she felt, more so than with anyone else in her life. Soren's cock filled her up completely, sending arcs of electricity throughout her body. She couldn't imagine being more satisfied than she was just being filled by him.

She was suddenly aware of him moving, pulling his wonderful cock out of her, only to push forcefully back inside. Rayla yelped involuntarily at the sensation, which turned into a protracted groan as he repeated the movement, slowly moving in and out of her tight pussy. Every time he thrust into her, she felt his cock brush against the bundle of nerves within her, pushing her towards that glorious peak. She found herself hurtling once more towards the edge of another orgasm, felt herself clenching around his cock. She was dimly aware that one of her hands had drifted between her legs, her own fingers rubbing her clit and sending more jolts of pleasure through her body.

Rayla felt something wet splash onto her face, and realized that Claudia had moved from her spot beside her. She now crouched over the Moonshadow elf, one leg on either side of her head, and her bare pussy was inches away from Rayla's face, dripping with her own arousal. Awash with the feeling of Soren's cock pounding into her, pushing her closer and closer to another release, she barely hesitated, wrapping her free arm around Claudia's thigh and pulling her down to her mouth. She assaulted Claudia's pussy with her tongue, licking frantically at her lips and clit, tasting the juices that ran freely from the dark mage. Rayla felt Claudia shudder and heard her gasp, before the woman started grinding herself against Rayla's face and tongue.

The siblings continued to share her between them, Soren pounding her slick hole while Claudia rode her face. For her part, Rayla was in absolute bliss, feeling the pleasure overwhelm and carry her away. Soren's cock kept hitting her G-spot, and Rayla couldn't help but clench around him as she came again. Meanwhile, Claudia's pussy gushed and soaked her face, prompting her to try lapping up as much of her sweet juices as she could. A dim, distant part of her protested that it was just the spell placed on her that made her act this way, that she would never do things like this otherwise; that part was almost completely ignored as she reveled in the sensation of getting fucked and treated like the siblings' plaything.

Claudia suddenly moved from her position, to Rayla's disappointment. She felt hands gripping her, and she found herself being hoisted up and spun around, landing on her hands and knees. She had a moment to take in the dark mage, lying on her back with her legs spread, before Soren gripped her by the hips and thrust back inside, driving her face-first into the woman's pussy. Rayla squealed in delight, muffled against Claudia's cunt, and surrendered herself to being assaulted from both ends once again. Rayla could see the other woman's eyes glaze over in pleasure, and one of her hands gripped the elf's horn, silently pulling her into her crotch. Her other hand began grasping at her breast, giving herself additional stimulation. Rayla could tell she was close; Claudia moaned nonstop, and her pussy quivered and gushed, running down her legs and Rayla's face.

The Moonshadow elf was very close herself. This new position let Soren plunge even deeper than before, and every thrust stretched her and filled her with ecstasy. It was like nothing she'd ever felt in her life; his cock continuously stroked against her sweet spot, sending shivers throughout her entire body, and eating Claudia's pussy added its own pleasure. Rayla felt her mind fuzzing again; her body was tightening and building toward yet another glorious release. She wanted to live in this moment forever, being used and fucked for their pleasure, shared between these two humans. The thought alone drove her wild, flooding her brain with images and fantasies, she felt like...

Rayla's pussy clamped down around Soren, hard enough to hurt, and the orgasm that had been building unleashed itself. She screamed into Claudia's pussy as it broke inside of her, every nerve alight and every muscle and tendon going taut. Her body thrashed, and it was only the siblings' hands that kept her in position as they continued having their way with her. Rayla felt liquid squirting on her face to run down her lips and chin, was vaguely aware of the other woman groaning and quivering herself, but all she could focus on was the cock that continued to push into her, filling her and extending her pleasure. Every thrust dulled her mind and drove her further under the thrall of that pleasure.

Soren was suddenly drawing himself out of her, making Rayla whimper at the loss, and she felt herself being drawn up to her knees. Panting, still in the aftershocks of her orgasm, she was aware of Claudia sitting next to her, holding her and idly playing with her sensitive body. Above both women, Soren pumped frantically at his cock, groaning and covered in sweat. Without thinking, Rayla tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide. This close, the scent of his sex filled her mind. She wanted his load, wanted more of what he had to give her.

"Look how eager she is," Claudia giggled. She leaned closer to Rayla, her voice low and husky. "Don't you wanna paint your slut's face with your cum?"

Soren said something, halfway between a ragged groan and his sister's name, jerking himself faster and more urgently. His free hand tangled in Claudia's hair, and all at once his cock erupted, sending white ropes shooting across both women. Rayla felt the heat on her skin, tasted it as it slid wetly onto her lips. His cum plastered her face, forcing shut one of eyes and covering her. After moments that seemed endless, the man's ejaculate ran down to tiny dribbles, and Soren collapsed on shaky legs.

Rayla panted hard, covered in dirt and sweat and cum. Her mind was still deliciously fuzzed, bathed in the afterglow of her orgasms and the scent of fresh cum.

"Oooh," Claudia breathed into her ear. "Aren't you a good little slut?" As she spoke, she licked at the jizz that ran down the elf girl's face and neck.

"Y-yes..." Rayla said breathlessly. "I am a...I'm your slut."

"Hello? Is someone down there?"

Callum! The voice was a lightening strike in her brain, clearing the fog and returning her to clear thought. She looked down at the mess that covered her. What had just happened? What was she doing? She could not let him see her like this!

It seemed the two humans had similar thoughts, given their frantic scramble for clothes. Rayla joined them, hurriedly wiping her face and covering herself. She could do nothing about the flush she could feel in her skin, or her ragged panting. I hope he thinks we were just fighting.

She snatched up her swords just in time to see Callum emerge from the darkness. The young man saw the three of them, two with weapons in hand, and seemed to arrive at the logical conclusion.

"Stop!" He cried, running forward. "Don't fight each other! You're not enemies."

Soren stammered a reply, but their voices faded to background noise for Rayla. She could still feel a dull echo of the pleasure, like a deep throbbing inside of her. Unconsciously, she crossed and rubbed her legs together, trying to make some friction for some kinda of relief. She could feel the wetness spreading from her pussy as she thought about what she had just done, reliving the memory of the last several minutes, but it all seemed surreal. Had all of that really happened, or had it been some kind of illusion conjured by dark magic? Rayla could hardly believe she would ever act like that.

Soren and Callum began arguing, bringing Rayla back to the moment; the latter seemed like he was trying to defuse their "fight," placing himself between her and the siblings. She briefly met Claudia's gaze, locking eyes with her. The dark mage gave a sly grin and a wink before joining with her brother and friend. Rayla felt her face grow hot once again, and despite herself, she couldn't help but imagine what else might happen going forward.

To Be Concluded