Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. This story features anal sex and group sex, so be warned in case you're not into that sort of stuff. Consider this just a silly, smutty parody of a few fantasy cliches. Don't expect epic tones or anything even vaguely resembling seriousness and you won't be disappointed when you don't find them! Enjoy!
This chapter picks up exactly where the previous one ended, so it's best to read that first.
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On the other side of the room, standing right outside the section of the floor occupied by the teleporting pentagram into which the succubus had disappeared previously, a stockily built dwarf sporting a majestic double-braided red beard was holding his piercing gray eyes trained on the spooning, snuggling couple.
"How've ye been, lass? Bet ye missed me, eh!"
Still as broad as he was tall, looking rock-solid and more formidable than ever despite not having any weapons or armor on him, Uli Uvnisson saluted the naked and very baffled wizardess with a quick nod of his head, greeting her as casually as if they had parted ways just the night before at the tavern, rather than three years earlier.
As usual, the husky warrior wore his thick red hair tied up in a topknot, but he was wearing an uncharacteristically neat and almost elegant burnt orange shirt whose refined fabric seemed unfit to contain his barrel-like chest and his massive, powerfully muscled arms. Similarly, his neat black pants were clearly straining from the pressure of the bulky bulge tenting his crotch.
"Uli!?" Shayla shrieked, making a weak attempt at covering herself with the crumpled sheets but giving up instantly, realizing how ridiculous it was to act modest at that point and in the presence of the dwarf whose wide stone-hard cock she had enjoyed on more than one occasion. "How long have you been standing there peeping on us?!"
"A good few minutes, lass. Nothing that I haven't seen before, though, ye know..." he guffawed, winking and raising his bushy eyebrows allusively.
"So, you just stood there and watched us?!" the wizardess exclaimed, affecting hurt dignity.
In truth, as much as she tried to be angry, Shayla could clearly sense the familiar tingles of her long-dormant kinkiness resurfacing with a vengeance. No matter what she said, the wizardess couldn't help but feel turned on by the realization that the burly dwarf had just watched her getting royally assfucked by Jadrik, a show that Uli had often enjoyed during their adventuring days, most of the time taking part in the action as well.
"Aye, lass. I teleported in here and ye two were going at it like drunken halflings, so of course I watched yer sweet arse getting nicely buggered! And ye can see what that did to me," the dwarf jokingly grumbled.
Rubbing his aching erection through his pants, Uli stomped toward the spooning couple. His thick, bushy red mustache wiggled as he smiled at the sight of the naked wizardess's tongue swiftly licking her lips while she stole a glance at his massive bulge.
"Ye know, I didn't even pull it out to wank one off. Didn't want to ruin yer moment, so to speak. That's how respectful I am of young human love!" Uli concluded with a booming chuckle, actually meaning every word.
Convinced that Shayla and Jadrik belonged together since he first saw them bickering and then making out passionately during the very first quest that the three of them had done as a group many years before, the dwarf was genuinely happy to see the warlock and the wizardess reunited. Catching them in bed together after their time apart wasn't much of a big deal for Uli. At four hundred and forty-eight years of age, he was still a spring chicken by dwarven standards, so to him the three years that his friends had spent away from each other counted like a mere handful of days in human terms.
The warlock was still torpid with post-orgasmic bliss as he peeked over the wizardess's smooth shoulder and distractedly acknowledged the dwarf's arrival.
"Hey there, Uli," Jadrik yawned, still clutching onto Shayla's soft curvy body. The warlock kept smooching her delicate neck and caressing her big jutting tits as he lazily addressed the warrior: "You got the new hell-whore settled in alright, I'm sure?"
"Aye, and then some!" the dwarf grinned widely. Uli couldn't help but tug at his pant-clad boner as he recalled the hard fucking he had imparted to the new demoness's three holes before sending her to please the patrons and resuming his own usual responsible persona as the business-savvy manager of the Hellhole Brothel.
"That's why I teleported back here, lad. We'll need more of them tailless succubi. Many, many more, and real soon. The customers were fighting for that new one and paying double to have her. Lots of gold in this new species ye found, lad, great job!" the dwarf concluded, rubbing his beefy hands together at the prospect of future profit.
"What in the Thousand Hells?!" Shayla screamed, unnerved by the business conversation taking place while she still had Jadrik's cock jammed up her ass and now also Uli's bulging crotch hovering before her face.
"Are you two seriously going to talk shop right now?" she demanded, glaring somewhat unconvincingly at the dwarf and then at the warlock, getting just amiable grins and shrugs in response. Not really sure what to say, feeling disturbingly excited as she continued eying Uli's tenting groin while Jadrik massaged her boobs and stirred his boner deep in her rectum, Shayla haltingly went on: "I mean... There's more important stuff to discuss! I came here because..."
"Right... And why is it that ye came back now of all times, lass?" Uli asked, furrowing his brow and crossing his powerful arms on his wide, puffed-out chest. As he stared unwaveringly at the gorgeous naked wizardess, the dwarf parted his legs and automatically assumed a steady battle stance, which only made his pant-clad erection even more evident.
"Ye know, the lad here never really got ye outta his mind. Ye did quite a number on each other, ye two silly kids. I always thought ye were such a great couple, for humans anyway."
Uli's half-stern and half-nostalgic tone gave Shayla pause. She knew that he had always been a big brother of sorts to Jadrik, who was an orphan, but during their adventures together the dwarf had grown on the wizardess too, becoming a kind of acquired relative to her as well. Uli's opinion mattered more to Shayla than she would ever openly admit, and hearing him talk so fondly about her relationship with Jadrik really got to her. Besides, despite her attempts at rationalizing the situation, she couldn't deny the ties of affection that bound her to the warlock, their perfect sexual compatibility being just a part of a deeper, true connection.
Jadrik's smacking smooch on her cheek and his lovey voice sobered her up instantly as soon as he murmured: "Oh, but we're still a great couple! Aren't we, Shay?"
"Whaaat!?" she exclaimed. "Jad, do you even remember why I came here in the first place?"
"Alas, I do..." he sighed theatrically. "All too well, yes, my sweet slut... I do remember."
Shayla arched an eyebrow at that. Noticing the unmistakable tell-tale edge of self-congratulation in Jadrik's jokingly staged voice, Shayla knew that he was laughing inside. That seemed very suspicious, all things considered. He looked way less concerned than he should have been, given that she was engaged to someone else. His former anger and hurt appeared to be completely gone, replaced by lust and passion and desire for her. Still pondering, the wizardess lost her train of thought as soon as the warlock embraced her tighter and flexed his chubby boner deep inside her ass, wiping her brain clear and forcing a choked gasp of pleasure to escape her succulent lips.
"So," Uli persisted, still standing firmly by the bed, "why exactly are ye here, lass?"
Exhaling in resignation, Shayla told Uli what she had already told Jadrik, revealing that she was getting married and that she needed help to free her fiance from an oath so that he could be allowed to profess his wedding vows. It felt wrong to say all of that out loud, especially while lying naked in Jadrik's bed, snuggled in his embrace and with his big cock wedged in her ass, but that wrongness, weirdly enough, came from neither guilt nor shame. Her discomfort, Shayla realized, was rooted in something else, something that the warlock had pointed out earlier and that suddenly, as she heard herself talking to Uli, made perfect sense to her too.
'Seriously,' the wizardess couldn't help but wonder, 'why am I even getting married at all?'
