Aneta quivers under me, her hands gripping the sheets, her teeth gritted as she grunts with each thrust, her eyes trained on mine, her small breasts jiggling up and down, and her legs spread apart, showing her cute flower to me as it's stretched wide by my Weapon thrusting in and out of her.

Her eyes roll up into her skull, showing the whites of their sclera, then she starts convulsing at the same time that her folds strongly grip my whole shaft.

A copious amount of sticky fluids leaks out of her as she loses her voice, then she begins to go limp as the mind-shattering orgasm finishes coursing through her body.

With my toy now broken, I slide out of the sensuous, silver elven beauty with a sigh, then I lay myself down between the two passed-out Companions.

I'm becoming a monster…

Not that it's a bad thing, but it's just a little bit frightening.

Alissa cums from the sight of me on top of Aneta, but then it eventually passes, and she stops fucking herself with my tail. Seeing that I'm still hard, she grabs my cock and immediately deepthroats me to finish me off.

I humanize my hands to allow me to better savor her furry ears as I play with them, and I stare at her vibrant, almost orange eyes as her head bobs up and down.

Her shoulder-length hair tickles my skin repeatedly, but that just makes me want to hug her fluffy, wagging tail… then fuck her tight, round ass while I bend her in half under me.

For some reason, cute things make me horny.

I sigh as I cum on her tongue, and she shows me my thick white seed, then she crawls forward and rests on my chest as she begins playing with her prize. She loves to pull long strings of it out with her finger and observe as they drip back down into her mouth again, then push them around in her mouth with her tongue until they get watered down by her own saliva.

Gods, I love this woman.

I kiss her forehead, and she gives me an adorable smile, then she swallows and rests her head against my chest.

We remain like this for a long time, listening to the breathing of the Companions slowing down as they both fall asleep, making us get a bit drowsy too.

Yunia then comes into the room, her body naked since she just had the maids give her a quick bath, so her glorious drills are gone, leaving only long, straight, glorious golden hair.

Her muscles are tired, but she doesn't even need to ask.

Alissa and I get up, then I pull out a wide bed for Yunia, and she lays down on it. I spend a good minute appreciating the beauty of her body, her nicely-shaped perky breasts, her toned abs, her faintly muscular limbs, her drop-dead gorgeous face, and her adorable long ears.

My cock gets hard again, but now's not the time for sex.

I humanize my hands, and Alissa oils them along with her own, then a fragrant smell wafts from the oil and sets our minds at ease, something that might actually be more important to me right now than the target of the massage since I find it hard to not fuck my wives when I have one splayed out like a nice piece of steak right in front of me.

Alissa and I both sit down in front of her feet, then we each grab one and begin the massage, Alissa mirroring my every move.

We press her soles, right on the more sensitive spots to gently stimulate them, then I suggestively run my fingers between her cute toes, drawing a moan from her as a chill runs up along her spine.

I really have to hold back from using her to give myself a footjob, but maybe that could be left for the end.

We kiss the tops of her feet, then we slowly move up to her shapely calves. These muscles are a lot more tense than her feet due to her using them as much as possible for quick dodges, so we gently, but firmly, apply pressure to every inch of them to loosen them up, avoiding the hard bones beneath her shin.

Then her considerably thick thighs are next. Not as soft as Ciel's, nor as muscular as Hana's, but perfectly balanced, like all parts of her stunning body. We don't spend long on these muscles, for they aren't as tired as the rest.

Her pussy lips have already begun leaking a clear, sticky fluid, but we ignore it, for now.

We play with her abs for a short while, but then we turn her over and straddle her.

My hard cock falls right between her buttocks, and I get a handful of each of them, then I knead the elastic works of art, revealing her tight asshole and making a moist sound as her lips are spread apart, then pressed together again.

Alissa works on her lower back with both of her hands and also her pussy. She rocks her hips back and forth, and her mild arousal mixes with the oil, producing an erotic scent.

Then Alissa turns around, pointing her ass and fluffy tail towards me, and hugs Yunia from behind so that she can knead the elven queen's perky, voluminous breasts.

Now I massage her lower back while I move my hips back and forth, rubbing my shaft against her lips and asshole, and I notice them quiver softly as a moan escapes her lips.

Alissa kisses the back of her neck, then begins rubbing her nipples, and even more lewd fluids gush out of our elf's pussy, but Alissa also starts to really get excited, and a drop of her own arousal falls on Yunia's ass.

Two sets of assholes and pussies lined up right before me is just too much, so I grow three extra cocks, oil all four, and fill the girls up while continuing the massage.

 

Intermission – Ciel

 

There they go again…

I sigh and sip on my Pahgamutto tea, then I shift uncomfortably on my seat as I feel an itch rise up within me. The conversation Lina and Aoi are having with the scholars is too thick with jargon for me to even begin to follow it. I simply have no idea what they're talking about, so I unconsciously focus on other things…

I'm actually envious of Yunia.

Wolfy's strong hands fondling her body, and Alissa's gentle touch playing with her sensitive zones. Just thinking about it brings back memories that leave me out of breath.

Wolfy's made me into such a lewd woman…

I just can't stop imagining his thick penis inside me, pulsating as he pumps me full of his seed while those obscene, purple tentacles slither all over my skin, leaving trails of lewd-…

"Alright, I admit it, you actually did change, Ciel," Kyora's low grumbles wake me up from my reverie.

I cross my legs and stare at her with the blankest face I can force myself to make as I mumble stiffly, "Uhm, uh… what…?"

She soberly repeats, "You're… different now. More confident, more mature."

Alonso stares at her like she's crazy. "What ghost possessed you to say such a thing?" He asks, flabbergasted.

She grunts and flexes her thick arms in anger. "Gods, why do you have to make this harder for me?"

The auburn-haired boy opens his eyes wide. "You're the one getting embarrassed!"

"You're stalling…" Poppy states accusingly.

"You all know how hard it is for her to be kind, so let her speak her mind," Timas pleads, ever the diplomatic one.

"You're not helping," Kyora grumbles at him, ever the angry one.

The gentle werecat sighs and politely, but firmly, affirms, "Kyora… I'm not making fun of you. You know that your dragonkin pride makes it really hard for you to admit certain things."

Wolfy, Hana, and Aoi don't have that problem, but I guess they compensate for it by being addicted to a specific activity…

The big blue woman lets out a long sigh, blowing out a gust of wind due to her high lung capacity, then her gaze becomes focused again, and her expression hardens like a warrior preparing for battle.

Her blue eyes stare at me intensely, and her large face makes her look just a bit scary, then she begins her candid speech, "You called yourself a coward, but you really shouldn't. The things that you're doing now, only a brave person could do, so don't call yourself a coward ever again."

Is she… beginning to forgive me for deserting Macht and letting him die?

Her confession surprises me, but it also makes me extremely happy. I smile brightly at her and nod as I reply, "I understand; my husband said the same thing. But in comparison to a Templar, warriors who are ready to give their lives for the protection of others, my self-preservation must look quite cowardly."

Kyora scoffs and shakes her head. "It doesn't matter how many people die, you're more valuable now than almost every person in the entire empire."

That… may be true, but she's forgetting something important. "If everyone dies, then I've failed in my duty as a Lord," I calmly point out.

She narrows her eyes and grumbles angrily. "It's easy to throw your life away in the defense of the weak, but it takes a heart of steel to assume responsibility for guiding them."

Again she surprises me. She's a tough woman who believes that strength comes from a disciplined mind, so I wonder what's making her grow so compassionate. But first, I need to properly recognize the significance of her admission.

I lower my head to her and earnestly reply, "Thank you for the encouraging words. I didn't expect them to come from you."

Alonso lets out a set of hearty laughs, then he dries his eyes and chimes in, "Oh, wow. If Kyora is starting to forgive you, then maybe I should also say something, huh? Let's see…" He leans back in his smaller chair and rolls his eyes as he tries to come up with something.

Poppy glares at him, but her dwarven face just makes her even cuter when she's mad, just like Lina. "Maybe you could address the fact that you got mad that an Honorary Templar didn't act like a trained Templar would?" She sassily pokes him.

He hums out loud in thought, deliberately drowning out her voice, then he suddenly hits his palm with a closed fist and smiles at me. "I think you're better as a Lord than a Templar, but you never had much of a chance to show your valor as the latter, so it was unfair to ask so much of you."

Poppy's glare sharpens, and she frowns as she spits, "You're one arrogant little shit, aren't you?"

Alonso grins smugly and counters, "What does that make you, then? One and a half little shits?"

She turns her face away snobbishly. "Hmph. One and a half kind little flowers."

Kyora scoffs and piles on against her, "Oh, no, you aren't kind. I'm angry, he's snarky, you're mean."

"And what's Timas?" Alonso cheekily asks.

"Pompous. Ciel is kind." And her words warm my heart.

Oh, wow. Her opinion of me has really changed.

"Too kind. She deserves better friends than the three of you," Timas flatly adds.

"What…? What did I do?!" Poppy sadly cries out.

He stops himself from replying with snark, then he becomes thoughtful and deliberates, "I was going to say that you didn't defend her enough from Kyora's anger, but I didn't either, so I guess that means all four of us were bad friends."

I grab his wrist and give it a comforting squeeze as I reassure them, "You two did your best against their ire, but Macht had put his trust in me, and I abandoned him, so I deserved some of it."

He smiles warmly and nods, then I release him and take a sip of my tea.

Kyora crosses her arms and announces, "We'll just stay nearby and keep watch over you so that you don't fuck up again, and also stop anyone from fucking you up."

"Charming choice of words," Poppy dryly remarks, but Kyora just ignores her.

"I'm actually surprised that you've agreed to escort me around," I confess.

Kyora snorts and motions to the engine. "Look at where we are and tell me that it isn't worth it."

"Fair."

 

Intermission end.

 

Getting a bit jealous of the attention we're giving Yunia, Hana and Roxanne come back, and we give them both an oil massage, but they soon begin to beg for my cock because they're already too horny from peeping on Yunia.

The Companions will now stay away for most of the day to give me and the wives some private time together. If they just get fucked senseless every day, the rest of the Companions will cry tears of blood.

Seeing that everyone is getting some, Lina and Aoi bring Ciel back, and we give them the same oil treatment, which turns into a brief orgy.

 

I collapse on top of Ciel's curvaceous body as my cock slides out of her, letting a copious amount of cum leak out of her thoroughly-filled vagina, then I bury my face in her tits and hug her while I calm down.

She's almost passed out, but she reflexively grabs my horns and starts slowly massaging them, almost making me hard again just from the suggestive way her hands are moving.

Since I've stolen her pillows, Lina rests her head on Hana's balloons, and Roxanne comforts her by playing with her silky, dark hair.

Aoi hugs my thick tail and gives the sensitive tip some kisses and suggestive licks. Alissa is collecting my seed for her, so she's just enjoying the moment until it's time for her meal.

Ciel starts to wake up, and she stops massaging my horns, so I give her my best hatchling eyes, begging for her to continue. She sighs while smiling and grabs my horns again, so I close my eyes and listen to her lovely heartbeat.

Long, peaceful minutes pass, and I begin to feel drowsiness taking over me, but Ciel wants to talk about something important, and her rising anxiety wakes all of us up.

Seeing that everyone is waiting for her, she decides to just get on with it, "My talk with Kyora has put certain things on my mind again. I'd like to talk about our time in the dungeon. More precisely, about the trials Arreira made us go through, and then the 'Inverted Weeper' he used on us."

"It's been quite a long time since we went through those things," I point out.

"Not really. It's just that every day has been quite eventful, so it seems like it's been much longer than it really is."

"I think the pill we took has affected our memories," Roxanne chimes in, and we all turn to her in confusion. "When I try to remember all the shit I've gone through, what I see in my mind seems to have become a lot more 'faded' than it was before, so it barely hurts me anymore."

I stop to think, then I try to remember every detail I can of my past life, and I soon realize that they do indeed feel a lot fuzzier than they should. Even my memories of the attack on the Innocent Nymph don't make me feel a thing anymore.

This makes me feel conflicted. I want to feel angry when I think about the Nymph so that I can use that emotion to fuel my desire for revenge, but I know that letting it heal will be better for my mental health in the long run.

No, I don't need that pain to give me motivation to kill heretics. The threat that they pose to us and anyone near us is enough to earn the rage of the dragon inside me, and the crimes they've committed make me duty-bound to purge them if I ever discover who did it. Seeing where my Fate is taking me, I think it's only a matter of time before I see those unremarkable brown eyes again.

"But what do you want to know about our trials, specifically?" Yunia asks as her hand wanders about Aoi's extremely alluring and slender body.

Ciel hums and answers, "I have an idea about what you all went through in your trials, but it isn't too detailed, and I want to know what the Inverted Weeper showed you."

Alissa suddenly becomes very bitter, and it's not because of my cum. Her distaste is so clear that everyone turns to her, informally telling her to be the first to speak.

She scowls and spits it out, "Arreira used a shapeshifter to trick me into believing that I put an arrow into Wolfy's chest. There's nothing more to it than mean trickery, an attempt to show me that Wolfy is my greatest 'weakness.'"

"But he is," Ciel gently points out.

She shrugs and crawls towards me as she replies, "I know, but what the fuck am I supposed to do? Is it a crime to love him more than anything?" Then she drops beside me and hugs me from behind.

I give her thigh a few pats, and she buries her head on the back of mine, then inhales deeply, taking in the perfume of my hair.

"And what about the Inverted Weeper?" Ciel continues.

Alissa breathes out and casually replies, "It showed me a time when I lived with my family, but I've known that I was going to be a Blood Slave from the time I learned my own name, so I felt horribly 'incomplete' in that dream, making me wish as hard as I could to wake up."

"Are you sure her obsession with Wolfy is healthy?" Roxanne worriedly questions Ciel.

And our resident expert on love cringes as she plays with my horns, then she awkwardly answers, "That's a complicated question, but she doesn't show any negative behaviors because of it, so it's 'alright,' I guess."

The tip of Roxanne's tail flops about in a sad mood. "Damn, it's just… envious, I think."

I probe her feelings and immediately reassure her, "Don't compare her love for me with yours. Remember that you're all worthy of being in this harem."

Roxanne realizes that she was putting herself down needlessly and immediately cheers up, though she feels a bit embarrassed at her own stupidity.

Ciel seizes the opportunity to put her in the spotlight, "And how was your trial?"

She chuckles softly and happily answers, "A wounded and comatose Alissa was teleported before me while I was being charmed by some weird, fleshy, tunnel monster to bring her further in and then abandon her to be eaten."

We all remain silent as we try to imagine that nightmare.

"I wouldn't leave Alissa no matter what because I was just too afraid to let her die. Without her, everything would just fall apart, so I was so clingy to her that the monster got angry."

"Awn…" Alissa moans and sniffles, then the two share a warm smile.

Not wanting to get too emotional, Roxanne immediately moves on, "Anyway… after that, the Weeper showed me a dream of my time with Mithra. It was such a good dream that I almost didn't want it to end, but I knew Mithra was dead, and I couldn't stay for too long, so I asked to wake up."

"Now your trial makes more sense than mine," Alissa grumbles with a pout, and Roxanne just gives her a bitter smile.

After a moment of silence, Ciel asks out loud, "Who wants to share next?"

"What about you? Why are you bringing this up now?" Hana questions her right back.

Ciel smiles, then intensifies my horn massage and begins her speech, "Kyora admitted that she treated me unfairly, that I shouldn't call myself a coward; though, for a Templar, it's perfectly reasonable to see my behavior as cowardly.

"I don't… understand exactly what Arreira wanted to teach me with my trial. What I do know is that he made me admit that I was a coward, lie to others to get them to come under my banner, force them to fight for me, and then use their lives to save myself when all else failed. That's diametrically opposed to what a Templar should be like."

"But it is what a Lord, a leader, should be like," Yunia calmly points out.

"I guess…" She mumbles with a shrug, then she smiles bitterly as she deliberates, "For a Templar, dying in battle is noble, but for a Lord, dying is just failure. For me, I can't die until I complete my penance."

I frown and skeptically question her, "And when will you 'complete' it?"

She smiles wistfully as she whispers, "Hopefully, never."

I chuckle briefly and lay my head against her chest again.

After hearing such a profound confession, Hana embarrassedly admits, "My trial was just an endurance test. He pushed me to create [Draconic Body], and then he made me dream about the time when my family was all together, which was nice, but I always knew it was just a dream."

Aoi stops licking the tip of my tail, then nods in agreement and adds, "Mine wasn't much of a trial, he only tried to help me give birth to the human inside me."

Yunia snorts smugly and states, "Dragons are… straightforward creatures, so it's rare for your kind to dabble in philosophy."

"Pragmatic, we're pragmatic," I correct her and glare.

She turns her smugness towards me and relents, "You're a bit of an exception, but I guess you're not completely wrong."

"And what about your trial…?" Hana grumbles annoyedly.

Her mood takes a bit of a hit, and the smugness is gradually wiped off her face as she confesses, "He made me go through sleep deprivation so that I'd hallucinate, and then he forced me to kill my parents and former fiancé with my own hands. He knew that they wouldn't approve of my relationship with Wolfy, but how racist my parents were or how much I loved Brás should never get in the way of making the right choice."

We go from annoyed to worried as she coldly retells her trial. It's painful for her to talk about this, but she knows that it's better to just say it than to keep it locked away, so we begin comforting her through [Bind].

Our touch makes her smile softly as she bitterly continues, "It then made for a rather horrifying nightmare as I was forced to live with them again for a short time while their bloody, dying faces were still fresh in my memory. It was cruel but effective at redoubling my conviction to stay at Wolfy's side to the end."

Roxanne actually pulls her into a hug and gently pats her head. "And we'll always stand by you, too," she whispers into Yunia's long ear.

"Thank you…" She softly replies, then closes her eyes, not wanting to talk about it anymore.

Now we all turn to Lina, who makes a similar expression to Alissa's when she remembers her trial. The little girl makes such a dark face that it actually scares me a bit.

"Arreira also used shapeshifters to trick me, but he turned Ciel into a mean bitch, and I eventually realized that she'd never act like that, so I gutted and butchered all of the disgusting fakes until they had nothing left that resembled any of the wives anymore," she spews, full of venom and hate. She's got some darkness within her that makes her quite compatible with [Cursing Magic] and perhaps even [Dark Magic], but the latter is borderline Wicked, so we all think it's best we don't encourage her to nurture that side.

Hana hugs the little girl quite tightly for all of us, and our worry helps her wake up and then let go of the hate. She isn't using it in a healthy way like how Hana and I use our anger to fuel our determination, so she still has to work on how to deal with that emotion.

She calms down a little and continues, "Then the Weeper made me see my parents again, and I think I lost myself for some time there, but I missed Wolfy, Ciel, and everyone else so much that I eventually asked to return."

We stay silent for a moment as we let her recover, then I decide to just pull off the band-aid and confess, "Arreira tested the limits of my 'curse,' the one that makes me have nightmares whenever I sleep without Alissa, by forcing me to go through a massive labyrinth. I don't remember how I got out of it because at that point, I was just hallucinating from sleep deprivation."

"Hallucinations seem to be a common theme for him," Yunia wryly remarks.

"He was known to have had a certain fascination for studying the brain," Lina adds.

"Aside from Hana's and Aoi's, all of our trials had dubious results, at best," Alissa bitterly chimes in.

Opinions vary on this topic, but nobody really wants to discuss it right now, so I just move on, "My dream was about my time with Lily. It really fooled me, but then it began to fall apart because my body ached for things it couldn't have, and I just felt like I was trapped within a nightmare. You girls have carved yourselves within my heart, and nothing will make me forget you ever again."

"Awn…" They moan softly, and we have a nice, warm group hug.