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For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P). Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often reference earlier chapters.
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-Blu
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Edited/proofread by : 2muchdiggity and Oldfart
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"What is your problem?" asked the vixen.
Sera seethed with barely contained rage as she watched the mage mercilessly slam his cock into the rabbit girl.
Kal called Ria as soon as he got near where his pants lay on the floor inside the tent. He pulled out of the doe and had the sprite retrieve some gondas weed. He then firmly gripped the head of his cock with his hand, denying the woman a chance to mount him again until she had eaten one of the bitter leaves. From the look on Kal's face as the rabbit chewed and swallowed the contraceptive plant, restraining himself was extremely difficult.
"I'm his lover," spat the gorgon, "he should have turned to me once he got free of that bitch's scent."
"She's a doe, not a bitch," Velt corrected, earning a sharp look from Sera. "You should settle down and enjoy the show. For the next hour or so you and I could pull him off her and pin him down and he'd ignore us. Right now, he can't help that she's the only woman he wants to be inside. After an hour, he'll stay hard but won't be fixated on Graff anymore and we can have a turn."
Sera turned her glare to the vixen, "We?"
"Yes 'We.' You said you were one of many mates. Were you planning on keeping him all to yourself."
"He has me. He doesn't need you or the rabbit."
"Oh, honey. You have no idea what you are saying." Velt sat down a little way from the grunting and moaning couple. "When I'm in heat I just need a man to shoot inside me and I'm good for a time before needing it again." She waved a hand toward the rabbit who was reveling in Kal's rough treatment, "When she's like this she can go all day and night, so her scent makes her husband do the same."
"Why are you telling me this? You already said he will stay hard until tomorrow."
"I did, but he will be wanting to spend that time inside one of us." The vixen looked over at the mage, "Actually, I'm not sure with him. Other men we've caught couldn't think at all for this first hour, but he's awake. I hope he's still wanting a go with me in a little while. Our last male was early this spring. He stayed with us for nearly a week before he started praying to some goddess for forgiveness whenever he wasn't sleeping. We finally let him go, a man gets dangerous when his mind snaps," she said with a frown as an unpleasant memory came to mind.
"You kept him hostage?" Realizing that Kal and the rabbit were going to be at this for a while she sat down next to the fox.
"How else are we supposed to keep a husband? I bring them whatever I hunt while Graff finds them veggies to keep them healthy. I even learned how to make a fire and cook so they wouldn't need to eat raw meat. The entire time they're with us they have their choice of wherever they want to put their cocks. I don't like it in the ass nearly as much as Graff but if my husband wants to put it in there then it's all his." Her voice fell, "I just wish it would guarantee they would stay."
Velt gave the gorgon a look of suspicion. "How have you never had to worry about keeping a man?"
Sera thought briefly about her experiences prior to Kal's arrival. "That's none of your business," she snapped, her serpents hissing quietly in the vixen's direction.
"Fine," said the fox-girl, leaning away, "I was just curious since you acted like this was all new."
The gorgon sighed and looked over at Kal. She had to admit it was kind of arousing watching him as a fine sheen of sweat glinted off him in the firelight. Graff ruined the moment with a particularly loud squeal, drawing Sera's attention. Snarling, she looked away.
"How do his other mates deal with your jealousy?" asked Velt.
"I'm not jealous!" Sera shouted at the other woman.
Kal's voice came through gritted teeth and his hips slowed slightly. "Yes, you are, Sera. Even I can see it."
"I thought your enchantment was supposed to protect you from things like this!"
"It did. It's why I can even talk with you right now. But it only clears my mind and protects me from hazards. It doesn't stop a mating scent's effects on my body."
"Then why are you stuck like this?" she said, getting more upset that he hadn't even stopped thrusting to speak with her.
Kal gave her an apologetic look, "I'm not really stuck. It's more like I don't want to do anything else at the moment."
Yelling in frustration, the gorgon jumped up and stomped out of the tent.
Without Sera and the fox's conversation to distract him, Kal pressed into Graff and flooded her sex, setting the woman off yet again. Her orgasms weren't very intense, but she recovered and built to the next one quickly. He lost count how many times the doe's body tightened up as a small burst of moisture from her sex kept everything slick. He was starting to understand how the woman could have sex for an entire day without hurting herself or her partner.
He pulled out of the rabbit-girl and the woman kicked her legs up into the air, dislodging Ria who had been lying on Graff's lower belly watching the action. She then propped herself up with her hands on her back and elbows on the floor. Perra had done something similar when she was trying to conceive.
"Ria," he said as he caught his breath, "go keep an eye on her, please."
"Will do," she replied, a speck of light floated from her bag and took up a position in her path to the exit. Her body brightened as she ran into it, the wisps of light becoming more pronounced as she flew through the door.
"You only have until the sensitivity goes away before you're back at it," said the fox.
Kal sighed, "One of my lovers warned me of this but I don't think I believed her until now. She was a slave and said when new humans joined the slavers, they'd spend their first few hours with whichever of the dog-girls was in heat until they got used to the scent. The slaver's doorman was probably one of the most disgusting men I ever met but the wolf thought that his awful smell was what kept customers from going lust crazy."
Velt shook her head, "Men don't have nearly the same reaction to my scent as the dumb bunny over there."
The doe pouted, "I'm not dumb."