With the door shut and our clothes removed I took my time stalking towards my Marchenfurst. Her hands were kept protectively around her chest, protecting what little modesty she had remaining while her face was lit up with a blush and her eyes were tracking every inch of my own naked body.
If 18 years in this death world had done nothing for me it had at least made my body lean and powerful, especially during my years in the guard. "Celras, my eyes are up here." My words were low and lustful as she tore her eyes away from my manhood, nothing too ridiculous but nice and large enough to stretch her wide open. "I-I-I'm s-sorry m-my lord, I w-will try not to stare too hard."
I was upon her now, she towered over me with her seven foot frame compared to my own human 5'7". I knew a way to make that difference much less prominent though so I wasn't concerned. "You can stare all you like, I don't judge. Now kneel for your lord and creator, kneel at my feet." My eyes were locked on hers as I spoke and with dutiful reverence she dropped to her knees, leaving her head near my sternum.
"W-what must I-I do to p-please you my lord?" Her words were nervous and her inexperience in this topic was obvious. She only had the most basic memories of my own sexual encounters to go off on, and I didn't have nearly enough of a woman's perspective to truly tailor her memories to give her accurate expectations for what was to come.
"Shushhhh, it's ok love, we're gonna go slow for you." As I whispered the words I stroked her luscious hair with one hand and her face with the other. "Now take a good look at my girth, really get to know it and use your hands to slowly stroke it, be gentle." She nodded and brought her hands up, leaving her breasts and pussy open for my viewing.
Not that I cared about that for long because when her hands touched my length it felt as if angels were caressing it. It was so warm and soft that I wondered absentmindedly what her mouth and pussy would feel like, but that would come in time. "G-good girl, just like that." Her hands which had been slowly stroking me began to pick up pace, kneading my shaft and even my balls with such a loving and gentle embrace that I couldn't help myself.
I let loose within five minutes of her starting her ministries. My breath came hot and quick as the aftershocks of the best handjob I'd ever had spread throughout my body, only made worse as she continued to stroke my shaft long after I had come.
Then I felt it. Her tongue began to lick along my length, looking down I could see that my dick had painted her rack white but some had been left on the tip and soon enough she was literally sucking me dry. I felt my legs go weak as she wrapped her arms around me and began to suck, and suck, and suck.
The hand job had nothing on her mouth, it felt as if a real succubus was wrapping itself around me. It was so hot and warm. She was nice and slow with it, going up and down ever so slowly, bathing my length in soft kisses and licks while her fingers played with my balls and her eyes stayed locked on my own.
"C-Celras-" I gasped out loud as her mouth turned into a vacuum at my words, her head began to bob quickly and her cheeks had turned into valleys, she was sucking so hard. I could feel by dick burn with pleasure as she tried her best to suck the cum out of my body. I couldn't resist, I grabbed her head and I began to pound her mouth with my dick, in and out, in and out, in and out I went immersing myself in her mouth.
Before long it was far too much for me and once again I let out my load, at the same time I slammed her perfect face into my crotch and forced her to swallow my cum in full. We sat like that for a time. Me in total overwhelming pleasure, and her wrapped around my body sucking everything I could give her down and more and she never let up trying to drain me dry.
Eventually however I had nothing left to give and I pulled her head back and away from my cock, and to my astonishment she tried to put it back in her mouth, desperately trying to gobble my cock once more. "Celras look at me." She stopped her attempts to devour my cock and looked up at me with her deep kaleidoscopic eyes full of lust and want. "You did good love now I'm gonna give you a reward for your efforts. Lay on the bed." I didn't need to say more as she practically teleported us over to the bed, putting me on top of her.
I tried my best to not act surprised at how she was able to simply pick me up and carry me to bed and instead slowly ran my hands down her thighs. "You know how a woman draws pleasure from sex right, love?" I kissed down her calves and thighs, drawing a light moan from her as I worked my way towards her core. "Y-yes m-my l-lord I-I know of the p-process. Nuvi and Dyrrath have e-engaged in such activities and s-she told me o-of what h-he did with h-her."
I actually paused for a second as I digested that information, Dyrrath had a lover? And he hadn't told me? Of course I was proud of him but come on man, bro code he should have told me! Though hopefully I wouldn't be seeing any pregnancies any time soon, that wasn't something I needed to worry about right now.
Storing that information for later I returned to my new favorite pastime of playing with Celras' body. Every little kiss and peck was met with a moan, moans that only grew louder as I grew ever closer to her pussy. "Please my lord, please." Her words were desperate, needy. I of course am a generous king and dived in with gusto, licking my tongue along the length of her core, paying special attention to her clitoral region, giving it a nice little swirl and kiss every time I came back to it.
Her screams of pleasure were the only indication I needed to know that she was very much enjoying my personal attention, and the thunder thighs that she had wrapped around my head an even bigger indication. For a second I even feared for my life as she grew close to release after a good fifteen minutes of continual licking, kissing, and fingering.
And then I heard it, a scream of pure pleasure as her body was literally rocked with orgasm, her legs tightened around my head, and my mouth was covered in her juices. Her shaking persisted for nearly five minutes as her body slowly loosened and I was able to escape from her near deathly grip on my head. "Are you ok love? You look a little red." I was genuinely worried for her, her pale skin was flush red, sweat poured from her face, and her eyes had a distant lost look.
However as soon as I spoke she broke from her little world and looked at me, she looked at me as if I was prey and she was the predator. "Celras?" I was no longer worried for her, and more worried about me. I didn't wish to die by snu snu yet thank you very much. She took the choice out of my hands however and she jumped me.
Before I could say or do anything she had inserted my cock into her pussy, sliding all the way down my length in one go, releasing a primal scream of pleasure as I impaled her upon my spear. "Oh fuck! Yes yes yes yes yes. FUcK yes! Fuck me my Lord!" I couldn't say anything in response as she rode me, slamming her hips down into my own with enough force to nearly fracture my pelvis.
Not that I particularly minded as I was far too lost in the feeling of her godly pussy wrapped around and squeezing my dick. I don't know how long we were in that state of pure pleasure, but I do know we tried nearly every position in the book and some that were not before my body literally gave out after the twentieth orgasm.
I woke up hours later feeling like I could conquer the world, my body felt light and airy, and my heart for the first time in a very long time felt as if it was free from the weight of the world and my failures. The sight and feeling of Celras rubbing her ample ass into my erection as she slept was just icing on the cake.
I wasn't sure if this would be a regular thing, but for now at least I was more than happy to keep this little arrangement between us. Hopefully she wouldn't make it too obvious that we had been intimate.
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I should have known better honestly. About an hour after I had woken up and around thirty minutes after Celras had awoken and given me a quick blow job the rest of my Lords had arrived in my room, finding nothing out of the ordinary. I had been quick to order Celras to clean the room and ourselves with her magic before the rest had arrived.
I might as well have never bothered, because before the meeting could even start she took Dyrraths seat to my right and began to act very openly affectionate towards me. As in she would feed me fruit and drink, kiss me on the cheeks and lips, and do nothing but stare at me as the rest of her fellow lords could only look on in astonishment. Which is why I decided to nip shit in the bud ahead of time.
"Celras, please return Dyrraths seat to him, we may be lovers but he is my right hand man and as much as I enjoy your presence I need him at my side at all times. You may take the seat to my left. Anluan doesn't need it." I kept my tone neutral as I let the truth drop along with a command to her. Thankfully she didn't take it outwardly as an insult or condemnation and bowed her head in understanding. "Of course my lord, I over reached without thinking please forgive me."
"You are forgiven love, do not think I have forgotten what we did together so quickly. We will be repeating such tonight after all." My words brought a smile to her face along with a little squeal of happiness as she practically skipped to her place at my left while Dyrrath took his place at my right and Anluan moved under the table and curled up at my legs.
With my little retinue in their places I turned towards the rest of my Lords that had been able to reach my room in a short time and began addressing the various issues on the roster. "We will begin this conclave with a simple matter, as you can all tell I have taken Celras on as a lover. I will be answering questions now." As soon as the last word left my mouth the room erupted into a cacophony of voices as each of them tried to make themselves heard.
Dyrrath quickly put an end to that as his magic slammed down on all of them and forced them into silence. "Silence, you are Lords of the hunt, and of the fey, conduct yourselves as such. Since you cannot do that I will take the first question." He turned towards me and away from the silent lords. "My Lord, does your taking of a lover mean that the rest of us may do the same?" I saw Nuvi perk up slightly at his words and I remembered how she had entered at his side. Along with what Celras had told me of their relationship.
"Yes you may take a lover if that is your wish, and you may enter a pact of matrimony if that be your prerogative. I will enforce no limits on who you may love, as long as they are not of Xeno or human origin. For the moment at least we cannot have half fey wandering the world through a pregnancy." Nods followed my words, none of my fey wanted to breed with such lessers anyways but I figured I would make it clear, you could never know when there would be a weirdo after all.
The next question came from Thefos, a Marchenfurst of the third generation. "My lord will you be marrying lady Celras or is the act of child making not a promise of matrimony but simply something to be done for fun?" I pondered that question for a second, it's likely that my words would shape my fey in a major way.
"The act of sex should be considered a special act of course, and one done between consenting adults, but it is not something strictly kept to marriage. I would not judge you for sleeping with whom you wish as long as you are not leading others on or hurting them with your actions. Any more questions?" Hands were raised by their dozens and I could only suppress my sigh. It will be a long night.
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He could feel his headache growing ever worse as the reports of the war in Nafiths third hive spire rolled in. The cultists and Xenos had been locked in mortal combat for nearly four months before the Aeldari look alikes had triumphed and wiped out the cults in a decapitating strike, killing the leadership of the spires cults and destroying their primary compound from which the spires cults had been controlled.
It was a masterstroke of warfare and Zachariah could applaud the Hunters' ability to wage war, especially when from the reports he had received months early said they had less than 20,000 soldiers in the fight. It would have taken a full third of his regiment to crush the cult in their place and he would have taken far more casualties, but what else could you expect from witches and Xeno's? They weren't natural or bound by the same laws as humans, yet another reason he fully supported their extermination from the Materium.
But while he could respect their ability to wage war, and hate them for their unnatural skills and abilities he couldn't overlook the upset in power they had caused. They were supposed to have been stuck in a stalemate with the cult for far longer, and if not a stalemate they should have been in retreat so he could simply leave Nafith with the knowledge that when he returned it would be with the full authority to bomb the hive from orbit.
Instead of that however, the Xeno's had won and now from what his newest reports were saying they were on the warpath. They had not only vastly increased their numbers, sixty-five thousand by the latest estimates his spies and scouts had been able to report, but they had begun a two front war to take the nearest spires. The cults, gangs, and local Xeno's in said spires had of course gone to full war footing and stopped them from simply overwhelming them, but they were on the retreat and if things went like they had last time it wouldn't be long before the Xeno scum had overrun the underhives and claimed them for themselves.
This was not a state of affairs he could allow to continue, and he wasn't about to give that bitch Lafe the go ahead to begin conscripting citizens into her cults to fight against the Xeno threat. Instead he made the hard decision, the one that he had been dreading since he first got the reports of Aeldari-like aliens showing up in the underhives.
He ordered the complete mobilization of his regiment along with all others across the planet, at the same time he ordered the regiments begin conscripting the citizenry, he had more than enough equipment to arm and armor six further regiments to complement his current ten. He had a feeling that he would need them all in the fight to come.
He had learned one hard lesson in his two hundred year career, never underestimate the Xeno or the heretic and it seems he had broken that rule on one count already, he would not do so again. If they wished to bring war to this world then he would meet their challenge with one of his own.
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She sat in the middle of a ritual circle with the rest of her high cultists in front of her as they sat in prayer. Usually Slaanesh did not appreciate such acts without carnal pursuits being incorporated into the process, but this was not a normal prayer. It was in truth a meeting between her and her subordinates.
She had been near apoplectic when the news of the spire's fall had reached her. Not only had she lost an entire spire and its millions of worshippers to the Xeno assault, opening up the rest of the hive to their encroachment, but she had also learned from one of the mutated survivors that the idiots had made a deal with a Greater Daemon and summoned a full legion into the material world.
The fact that her subordinates had not even bothered to inform her of their plan was a sign that her cults were growing far too individually powerful and ambitious. The purges that she had initiated after that had been truly universal, tens of thousands had died to her bound Daemonettes blades and their souls used to summon even more, increasing her influence and power even further.
This was her world and she would not have it taken from her, no matter the origin of the thief. "High Priestess, you have called us, what is the purpose of this summons? I have much to do and this call has interrupted my efforts to corrupt hive Cilnes." It was Gaelus that spoke, a particularly loyal and competent subordinate of hers that had been serving her for near fifty years by this point. That was the only reason she didn't slit his throat for speaking out of turn and instead answered his question.
"An unknown race of Witch Xeno's have made landfall in Nafith, they have conquered its third spire and are now encroaching on the second and fifth. Rutholfies cult was destroyed utterly with only eight survivors reaching us, the rest are either dead or missing. I have called you here for one simple purpose, to inform you that I have ordered the full mobilization of the cult." Silence met her words as the weight of her words settled upon their shoulders.
"Does that mean we are to reveal ourselves my lady? Has the time for our ascension come? Even with the General and his regiments still planetside?" Gaelus' words were slow and deliberate as he tried his best to not let his nervousness show. "Yes, this threat is unprecedented and I've received reports that the General has decided to stay planetside to deal with the Xeno threat himself, he's even ordered six more regiments raised in response."
Whispers broke out at her words as the congregation discussed the consequences of the general's actions. They had five of Ulanirs thirteen hives under control, and another three partially corrupted. It would have to be enough. "You have my permission to conscript the populations of your hives and use the brands on those that are unwilling. Ulanir will fall, our time has come."
"Yes My lady" The voices of her congregation rang throughout the chamber as one and she smiled. It didn't matter that her hand had been forced, she was still more than powerful enough to completely destroy the guard and the Xeno threat both. It just wouldn't be the smooth takeover that she had originally planned, she knew there was a reason she wasn't a follower of the changer of ways.