Discoveries
Well, the good thing was that he was getting better at using Vivariel's gift. It was now kicking in even without his conscious effort which would lead to less 'why didn't I notice before' type of situations.
The bad thing was that one of his little scouting trips had now ended up with him staring at an oak. He was definitely sensing sexual desire but could it really be coming from this tree?
Zalen frowned. Was there some kind of a magical portal here and the gift was getting triggered by something on the other side?
Or was it - suddenly the dream image of the dryad sprang into his mind. Ah. That had to be it.
"Are you in there?"
There was no answer. Zalen though for a while. What did he know about dryads? He vaguely recalled reading that most of them spoke Old Elven. It was the elves' own language but these days almost every elf also spoke Common - except when they wanted to annoy outsiders, as one sailor he knew had phrased it. The man had also claimed to have once had an elven lover so he probably knew at least something about them.
Too bad Zalen's knowledge of Old Elven was even worse than his South Dwarven.
Hmm, he had heard the word for dryad though.
"
Ee'd'alleyn!
I know you are there!
Ee'd'alleyn!
"
Another pause. Suddenly the tree in front of him began to change. He could suddenly see shapes in its bark and a moment later a human-like shape emerged from it. Its skin was similar to the oak's bark, except a lot smoother and its appearance was decidedly female, with round breasts and curvy thighs. Its eyes were almond shaped holes with an orange glow coming from them.
The dryad began talking. The only word Zalen could make out was 'how', the rest was too fast and too advanced for his limited vocabulary.
"How? Do you want to know how I found you?"
The dryad paused, looking at him questioningly.
Zalen thought for a while. Now what was the word for desire...
"
Az'ummayal
." He placed his fingers on the dryad's chest. "I could sense
az'ummayal
."
There was another long pause. Had she understood?
Suddenly the dryad's lips curled into a smile. She suddenly moved closer, her lips meeting his in a fierce kiss and her hand pulled his between her thighs.
Somewhat surprisingly she both tasted and felt exactly like in his dream back then - her lips like herbal tea and her cooch like liquid honey.
Compared to his dream she was a lot more wild though, more full of primeval desire.
Her lust was also wiping away his self control.
Their lips devouring each other, his fingers groping her insides, he quickly found himself on top of the dryad who was now laying on her side, his thick cock straining against his britches. He ripped them down, plunging his thick rod inside the alluring creature, beginning to fuck her like a wild animal.
The dryad was making a constant crooning sound as he pounded her, staking her honey hole with his thick rod.
Suddenly, in mid-thrust, she rolled her body, slamming him to the side and on his back with unnatural strength. The blow knocked out the air out of his lungs but before he had time to say anything, she was already on him and on his cock, riding him in a sexual frenzy.
Her hands were on his chest, her eyes focused somewhere high, her honey-like juices now spurting on his stomach and thighs as her dryad cunt pumped him.
And her expression looked like she could continue doing this all day if she chose to.
"Human! What are you doing with Run'iel!"
Zalen yanked his head around. Beside them stood an elven woman, her eyes full of disbelief.
The dryad calmly dismounted his cock, sitting on her knees next to him and facing the newcomer.
"Sera."
The elf flashed a smile at the dryad's greeting, then resumed her suspicious glare.
"How did you even find her? She has never left her tree with humans around and no man would find her tree out of all the trees around here! Did you use some kind of a black magic?"
Zalen raised his hands defensively.
"No. Nothing like that."
"Well, explain then!"
"I was just going to. You see, I have a divine gift. It allows me to sense sexual desire. And when I sensed that coming from a tree the best explanation I could think of was a dryad."
"And?"
"And then I called to her in Old Elven. She came out and I think she wanted to know how I had found her, just like you did. I explained I had sensed her desire and - well, you saw what happened then."
The dryad suddenly spoke again and once more Zalen could make out very little of it. The elf listened and then suddenly giggled.
