Chapter 2 - Adol To Play With

"There's very little that can stop an orc when they've put their mind to something. As a group, they're downright unstoppable." - Bax'til 'Sunforge', Mari Dock's blacksmith.

Prince Adol belongs to DarkShadow777. (As does Ilyse and Devany.)
The Barren Legion belongs to me. (As does Ciaran Xanderson and Kyran Wolf.)

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The group of adventurers crunched gravel under their feet as they walked along the path. They talked genially about their past adventures, swapping stories. There was a muscular human-Prince Adol of Valador. Two curvy elves: one with braided orange hair, one with noticeable abdomen muscles-Princess Ilyse and Royal Guard Giovanna, both of Luxas. A largely built wizard-Ciaran Xanderson. A wolf-hybrid who's fur seemed to glow orange-Kyran Wolf. Finally, a small fluttering fairy with little clothing and dark blue hair-Devany. Normally their group was a little bigger, but they'd thankfully lost the other members for a while.

A ball of fire suddenly engulfed the group, but no burning pain was felt. Only a blinding flash of white and a ringing in their ears were known. Adol felt himself grabbed and a sack placed over his head. He was lifted from the ground and over someone's shoulder. He struggled, but his captor had an iron grip. He shouted for help, but none came. The other members of the group were too disoriented to help him. 

Except for Ciaran, who vaguely saw that it was a group of orc women who had taken him, but the sorcerer knew better than to think he could take them on alone. He knew what they wanted with the prince anyway, and he smiled at the thought of it. He found the princess's hand and pulled her to her feet as the rest of the group's visions cleared.

Ilyse spoke "Uh, what just happened?"

"A group of female orcs. They hit us with that spell, grabbed Adol and ran." Ciaran answered.

"They took Adol?! NO!" Ilyse cried, looking around the group but not seeing the prince. "Please, you have to help him! They'll kill him and eat him!" she pleaded with Giovanna, Ciaran and Kyran.

The wolf and wizard looked at each other and burst out laughing together, to Ilyse and Giovanna's shock. Eventually Kyran was able to calm down enough to speak. "Ilyse, orcs in Asmana are different to other places. They won't eat him. They don't need to. Asmana is full of other food to hunt. I doubt he'd taste very good anyway-all that muscle, he'd be too stringy and chewy."

The elf was distraught as she asked "Then what do they want with him?!"

The wizard spoke "Ilyse, you know how elves and humans have different likes and dislikes in others? Like how I think your voice, eyes and legs are the most beautiful things in the world?"

"Yes..." Ilyse blushed at the compliment.

"Well, there's one thing that all orcs like, regardless of anything else: muscles. And Adol is covered with them." Ciaran finished.

Ilyse's eyes went wide "Wait, so they're going to-"

"Yep." The wolf answered shortly, with a slight smile.

The elf pouted slightly at this. "Grrrr... Aaaaadoooll... you pervert!" Everyone except Ilyse chuckled as the group began walking along the path again. The princess looked back, but her feet turned forwards and she kept walking onward after a few seconds. She hoped against hope that he'd refuse-that he'd resist them...

The prince knew nothing but the sound of his own breath and the footsteps that his captors made as they walked. They'd not only stripped him of his armour, but tied his hands and legs together to stop his struggling, so all he could do was shout. He doubted that would help overmuch though, so he saved his breath.

He felt his carrier walk downwards, and the chill in the air told him was inside a cave of some sort. After a minute or two, he felt his wrist ropes get cut, but before he could do anything his balance shifted and he was deposited onto a bed. His wrists were pulled above his head. He struggled, but he felt more ropes tie him to a pair of bedposts and he was almost completely immobilized. The ropes around around his legs were cut but he knew better than to struggle.

There was some rustling noises and indistinct voices, then he heard footsteps getting closer. The sack on his head was pulled off and his vision was black crossing with shades of green at first. But after a few seconds his eyes adjusted to the darkness and the blurs began to form into shapes. Curved, muscular shapes. Adol gasped as he realized he was looking at 5 orc women, stark naked. They were only a few feet away from him.

The one on the furthest left looked like the eldest, but she still looked middle-aged at most. She had neck-length blonde hair and light green skin. Looking further down, Adol noticed modest breasts with dark nipples that looked tempting. Further down was a pair of taut asscheeks that could fill a hand each.

Second left was the largest pair of boobs Adol had ever seen on an orc. Looking up to her face, Adol knew she wasn't a full-blooded orc. Her pale green skin had a definite tinge of pink, and her nose protruded outwards. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and it was a mix of orange and blonde, leaning more towards the latter colour. Her dark blue eyes lingered mostly on Adol's torso muscles.

In the middle stood a tall orc with as many muscles as him. She looked able to crush a tree trunk between her legs. Or hands. Or even her armpits. But her light grey eyes surveyed him with a definite curiosity, taking in every inch of him carefully. Only a light sprinkling of blonde made up her hair. Despite her many muscles, Adol could still make out her breasts and ass, though both were rather modest.

Second from the right was a short orc, with discoloured skin-it was yellowish green. She had a petite body, with tits so small they looked underdeveloped and an ass only just big enough to protrude outwards. But what made Adol anxious was her expression. She wore a smile, but it didn't look like one of happiness. It was more like... like she was a hungry beast finding a meal...

On the furthest right was an orc with a build unlike any he'd seen on one of their kind. Chunky and large. Her thighs touched even though her legs were apart, and her stomach spilled over her waist slightly. Her skin was darker than the others, her hair was the same light brown colour as her eyes. Adol could also see a faint white glow coming from her skin-like an aura.

"Sorry for the way we got you here, but we got the idea that a polite invitation would be turned down." The hybrid told him, her lips curving upwards.

"Wh-Who are you all?" Adol asked.

"I'm Lillith, the leader of this little band." The eldest told him. "And we're the Barren Legion. 5 orc women, all unable to have children. But that doesn't mean we can't have pleasure."

"Pleasure we can get from big, handsome, muscled hunks like you..." The tallest of the orcs stepped forwards and ran a soft hand down his bare torso.

The prince's breath caught in his throat as he told them "Look, I'm sure you're all good women, but I'm just-"

"-not into orcs." 4 of the women finished for him. 

The hybrid orc continued. "You know how many men say that, yet haven't actually tried us on for size?"

Adol had no answer.

"Listen Dollface, orcs are used to getting what we want, through convincing or through force." The eldest orc told him, half-sternly. "But I for one would much rather you bend me over and plow my field until I'm sore. What do you say?"

Adol felt himself blushing. It was true that the prospect of fucking 5 orc women wasn't an unwelcome one. In fact, the more he looked at them, the sexier they seemed to become. Perky tits. Taut, round buttocks. And their voices were so silky and smooth compared to the orcs that had kidnapped Ilyse. 
Ilyse... 

Adol's mind wandered to the sight of the princess with green skin and a body like these orcs. She was offering herself to him to do as he wished with her... The sight in his mind's eye caused a much more carnal feeling to stir within him. He felt his member react in answer, and a giggle escaped one of the orc women.

Lillith smiled and spoke "Well, I'd say that's a clear yes. What about you ladies?" Murmurs of agreement echoed in the small room. "Who's going first?"

"Me." The shortest of the women answered, in a slightly deeper voice than one would think, given her size. "He's already tied up so I might as well."

"Ah, yes. I forgot you're the freak of the group, Greta." Greta stuck her tongue out at Lillith at the comment, prompting a smile from the group's leader.

After stripping off her loincloth, the orc swung her leg over Adol's stomach and began to play with the prince's nipples. She teased them gently, rubbing them with a thumb each. "Um... What are you doing?" Adol asked.

"I consider the bodies of hunks like you to be playgrounds. So many things to toy with..." Greta's voice trailed off. Her thumbs rotated his hardening nipples, and her mouth descended on the left pec. She gently sucked his nipple, and bit it very slightly, her lips smiling at his flinch. She slid her tongue from his left pec to his right and bit his right nipple lightly too.

The orc shifted herself lower and took his cock in her right hand. She began to stroke him slowly, her left index finger gently circling the head. After a minute or so, Greta formed her left hand into a claw and gripped the section just below his head, stroking it in the same slow, soft way while the rest of her hand stroked the rest of him. Her movements showed no sign of either stopping or speeding up. It seemed she was content to just continue like this. 

Adol felt himself leaking pre as she massaged him, and also felt a finger begin circling his puckered hole. Normally, he'd object, but instead he felt himself relaxing as she gently pushed her wettened finger inside. It felt strange for the first few seconds, but Greta pushed her finger upwards and he felt a spike of pleasure that forced his eyes shut for a second.

She began to gently finger Adol's hole using the same slow rhythm she stroked him with. She curved her finger upwards at the deepest point of every push, each one sending a surge of rapture through the prince. The sensation, teamed with her strokes, made him feel he might cum if she sped up her movements. Adol was leaking pre like crazy now, and each push upwards of her finger forced a little more out of him.

"Hmm... Yes. I'd say you're ready now." Greta smiled, lifting herself up. 

She pointed his cock directly upwards and placed it at her entrance. Then, after a little bit more prodding, she pushed herself down onto it. Greta was extremely tight, as if she hadn't had any sex for months. Considering her kinks, Adol couldn't really blame her past lovers. Despite the large amount of pre, it was very difficult to fit his shaft inside her wetness, and the orc visibly struggled to push down further than she had.

"I can't... push... more... Agh..." Adol could see a tear of frustration rolling down her cheek. Greta felt so tight around his member, but she'd reached just over halfway down his shaft. Her teeth were bared as she struggled to push down anymore. "Fuck... Can't go... further... I've... bottomed... out..."

The orc pushed herself upwards before lowering herself a second time. She still felt too tight for it to be comfortable; like trying to have sex with a pair of bellows. Her small gasps of pain as she struggled to take Adol's thickness made it clear she wasn't enjoying this much more than he was. Maybe even less so.

Lillith stepped in: "Greta, you clearly can't fit him. I tell you to keep yourself loose down there; this is why. You'll tear yourself in half if you keep this up. And we don't need your blood covering his cock."

Reluctantly, Greta nodded and pulled herself off of Adol's thick cock, muttering a small apology. Meanwhile, the tallest of the orcs was whispering to Lillith, who's mouth curved into a mischievous smile. They nodded at each other and the tall orc got onto the bed, but she merely spread her modest ass apart, giving Adol a perfect view of her pussy lips.

Lillith spoke. "Since you're tied there with no way to free yourself and an utterly blue-balled cock, let me ask: would you like to grab hold of Valerie's waist and plow her tight, soaking pussy with your thick, huge cock?" She put great emphasis on all the descriptive words, and Adol could only wince slightly in answer. "To feel her inner lips squeeze your cock as you tear her part with your monster dick? To slam your hips against her with the force of an avalanche?" Valerie smacked her asscheek hard as this was said. "Would you like that?"

Adol nodded rapidly; he couldn't stand anymore teasing. "Yes, I'd like it very much! Please, for the love of the Gods, let me plow her until she's a cross-eyed, drooling mess!"

The eldest orc looked at Valerie, who nodded once, biting her lip. The ropes binding Adol's wrists were cut by magic, and the prince was like an animal out of the cage at the orc presenting herself to him. He grabbed hold of Valerie's waist, pulled her close, and didn't wait a second more than he needed to to thrust inside her after lining his cock up with her opening.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" The orcess' scream of pleasure was joined by a groan of relief from the prince. 

Adol was surprised to find that Valerie could not only take his entire shaft, but it fit quite snugly into her. Normally women were too tight to properly take him whole. The prince's heart leapt slightly as he realized this meant he didn't have to go slow to start. Adol began to roughly thrust his thick shaft into Valerie's wet tightness,  pulling all the way to his tip before pushing inside until his sack swung forwards with the momentum of the movement.

"Yes... Oh, fuck... So big..." Valerie moaned lustfully. "Faster... Make me... Your slut..."

"Oh, I promise to." Adol told her, smiling at her request.

Valerie was tight enough that her slit squeezed his cock, but loose enough that she could fit him with little difficulty. She gripped the bed tightly as the prince thrust into her roughly, her grunts of satisfaction quickly turning into moans of pleasure. His hands gripping her waist tightly, Adol's hips slammed against her ass hard enough to send visible waves of force along her cheeks.

Seized by an urge, Adol pulled a hand back and brought it forwards. The smack on Valerie's cheek resounded through the chamber, quickly followed by a squeal of both pain and pleasure from the orc. Adol spanked her other cheek, and slowly built up a rhythm of slapping her firm, taut ass in time with his thrusts.

Valerie began to thrust back against the prince, her moans interrupted with squeals every few seconds when Adol spanked her. Her approval of the rough treatment didn't surprise Adol-she was tough enough to take it, after all. Maybe regular sex didn't even satisfy her completely. This gave Adol an idea.

"Turn around... And lay down..." Adol breathed. 

Valerie obliged as he pulled out of her pussy with a loud plop sound-laying on her back with her legs spread apart for him. He positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust inside again, seizing Valerie's breasts and using them as handles and he pumped her opening with the force and pace of a piston.

Valerie's tongue hung out slightly at the pounding she was receiving, and her moans were delightful. It didn't take a genius to know that she'd needed fucking like this for a long time. Adol slightly regretted that he could no longer spank her, but he imagined her asscheeks were stinging as is.

Adol felt his inner pressure starting to build as he pounded Valerie's pussy. "I'm close!" he told her.

"Pull out when it hits. I want you to cover me in it..." She asked of him.

Adol pushed fully into her and felt his pleasure peak: he pulled out just in time and shot 3 huge loads of cum all over the orcess. The first came out with such force that it landed on her face, the second rested on her chest and the third landed on her stomach. She let out a contented whisper of "Yesssss... Being covered in cum... so good..."

"So, who's next?" Lillith asked. "I want to save myself for last." The chubby orc jumped to her feet at Lillith's words. 

The eldest orc raised her eyebrows at the human/orc hybrid, who shrugged and answered the silent question. "No arguments from me."

"Hazel it is then." Lillith clapped her hands together. "Now Dollface, Hazel loves-and I mean LOVES-being kissed all over her body. If you can't or don't want to get every part, that's fine-just make sure you get her torso." Adol took all of Lillith's words in as Hazel lay on the bed. 

The prince saw something purple coming from her hands, and as it bound her legs to the lower bed he realized she was tying herself up. She also bound her wrists together and placed them above her head, but didn't bind them to the bed. She looked at the prince and nodded, signalling that she was ready.

Adol began by meeting his lips to Hazel's. His mouth worked it's way down her neck until he reached her generous breasts. He sucked on her tasty nipples for a few seconds each before kissing his way onto her podgy belly. He planted a large circle of kisses around her naval before his mouth pecked down to her open legs. Skipping past her tempting opening for now, he set a series of kisses on each of her chubby thighs instead, slowly working his way inward until he reached her pussy.

The prince met his mouth to her nether lips and the orcess jerked a little. He couldn't resist the urge to let his tongue sample her juice: she tasted sweet, and a little fruity. He looked curiously up to her and she nodded once, giving permission for further treatment. His thumbs spread apart her outer walls and the pinkness inside looked more than tempting: it was inviting. 

Adol's tongue washed over Hazel's nether lips and she shuddered in pleasure. He began to lick her opening in a slow but steady pattern, savouring every drop of juice his tongue touched. His rhythm stayed paced, and he made sure to push his tongue inside slightly, prompting Hazel to jerk slightly each time. each jerk pushed his tongue a little further in, and his nose was flooded with her scent. 

He kept this up for... he wasn't sure, actually. A minute? 10? 30? He lost track of time restraining himself from rushing it. "Hhn!" Hazel almost silently grunted to get his attention, before she motioned for him to move away slightly. Once he got onto his knees, her gaze turned directly to his cock, which stood upright and ready. It was clear what she wanted.

Adol didn't hesitate to shuffle forwards and place his head at her soaking opening. He looked into Hazel's eyes and she nodded. Adol's cock pushed, inch by inch, into Hazel's dripping tightness. Her mouth opened in an obvious but silent moan. He pushed deeper, and deeper, until he felt his sack slap lightly against her. The prince pulled back to halfway down his shaft and pushed back inside, quickly building a fast rhythm. Within a few seconds, he was pumping Hazel's opening steadily, but not slowly.

"Uhn!" Hazel grunted, teeth bared as she struggled to fully take his shaft. Her slight whimpers told Adol to go harder. The orc's toes curled and her mouth opened in a silent scream of rapture as the prince obliged her. His cock rammed into her and her palms closed into fists. Her body was shaking and a tear escaped her eye. If her tongue wasn't hanging out slightly, Adol would think she wanted him to stop.

Hazel shakily held up a finger and Adol paused for a moment. She placed the finger to Adol's forehead, and his vision shimmered. The orc's skin became pale. Her hair turned bright orange. Within seconds, Adol was staring at the plump figure of his beloved Princess Ilyse. A large piece of cloth gagged her mouth, but she nodded once, eyes full of need.

Adol's heart leapt at the chance to fuck the elf princess, and he began to thrust into her pussy harder. Ilyse shook with the pleasure, her shapely legs pulling against her bindings with every thrust. No sound escaped the gag, but sound wasn't needed-her squirms and closed eyes made her pleasure clear.

Ilyse's bound hands worked up his left arm and she took his hand in hers. Opening his hand, Adol felt the elf entwine their fingers as he fucked her tight wetness. She lifted their arms upwards to the top of the bed and his right hand met hers, their fingers locking together too. In answer, Adol bent slightly lower and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, still pushing into her deeply.

The prince felt a great swell of lust and began to thrust into his beloved's tightness harder-without abandon. Ilyse's hands closed tightly around Adol's and she thrust back against him a little in answer. Adol was certain that if her legs weren't bound, she'd wrap them around his waist. The thought of such a thing happening caused another spike of lust to surface within the prince, and he began to slam into the princess, his hips slapping against her body with each push.

Adol felt his inner pressure starting to peak. Ilyse could sense it too, and silently looked down at her stomach, telling Adol what she wanted. Adol was only too happy to gratify her, and pushed into her as the inner pressure broke. His thickness injected two large loads deeply into her pussy and Ilyse's eyes rolled upwards with the pleasure.

As Adol pulled out of his beloved, her figure began to shimmer, giving way to a heavily panting Hazel. It seemed she could keep the spell up no longer. Or felt it pointless to keep it up further. She also removed the bindings around her arms and legs, letting go of Adol's hands. She stood up shakily, cum dripping between her thighs.

"Tha-thank you..." Adol breathed.

Hazel's finger moved in the air, a line being drawn. At first it looked like gibberish, but then she turned the words around and it read "No, thank YOU." She smiled and lay in a nearby chair, looking more than satisfied.

"Well, I think my turn next." The human/orc hybrid spoke up "So Dollface, how would you like to feel these milk makers wrapped around that thick, hard cock?"

Adol nodded rapidly. "Yes, please! Those huge melons look..." He caught her eye and found himself unable to finish. "Well, you know how they look." he half-sheepishly finished. He lay on the bed as she clambered onto it with him, her udders hanging as low as her elbows.

"Wait... I've got an idea." Greta piped up. "Char, if you want his cock, than I can take his mouth."

"Hmm... Yes, that could work. Dollface?" Char asked the prince.

Adol smiled in answer-he'd get to lick Greta's pussy and get a titjob from Char? This was an all around win! "Yes, I can do that. I'll try not to get too distracted."

"You'll be trying a great deal." Char teased, licking her lips.

Greta leapt onto the bed and swung her leg over Adol's face before lowering herself onto it. Adol's tongue immediately set to work licking her pussy, causing her to nearly lose balance with the sudden pleasure. She instead got onto her knees, and his nose detected a mixed scent of venison and salad and he began to lick her.

He felt Char's huge tits wrap around his cock. They were soft and warm, and he could tell that she'd lubed them with her spit before placing them around him. They didn't engulf his cock completely, for he could still felt his head sticking out. She lifted them up so his head was between them and slid them back down his cock; it felt nothing short of amazing.

Adol hadn't forgotten about Greta though, and his tongue wormed up and down her slit. She pushed herself forwards, her hands resting on Adol's torso. He hoped she wouldn't decide to play with his nipples again. He felt Greta's juices drip into his mouth, adding taste to scent. Somehow, the prince found Greta's bead with his tongue and licked along it, causing her to shudder with pleasure.

"I think he likes my milk makers." Char smirked as she massaged his cock slightly faster. The prince savoured the soft flesh against his slightly twitching cock.

"And my pussy..." Greta answered, between moans. "Gods, his tongue..." Adol internally smiled with pride at her reaction to his licking.

"Oh. He's starting to leak some of the cum the other ladies got. Good thing I don't mind sloppy seconds..." Adol felt Char's plump lips wrap around the head of his shaft and her tongue licked the slit, her huge melons still pressed around his cock. He felt the hybrid start to suck him off, and his moan against Greta's pussy caused her hands to slip and she fell forwards a little.

His cock was being massaged from all angles, and he didn't think he'd be able to hold on for much longer. Char seemed to tell; she pressed her tits together around his shaft, sucking him harder. Adol's tongue shifted side to side across Greta's bead, his tastebuds flooding with her juices, but he somehow knew he wouldn't be able to make her cum in time.

Resigned to this conclusion, Adol let his point break again, and his cock spurted a hot, thick load into Char's mouth. She moaned around his cock as he came, her mouth greedily gulping down his seed. He felt her head and udders lift off his shaft as Greta also got off of him. The two orcesses kissed, and Adol knew Char was letting Greta taste his seed. The thought caused a spike of lust somewhere in him.

"I'm sorry, Greta." he apologized.

Greta gulped down his seed and answered "Don't. It takes an actual cock to make me cum, and we've read that story already.

"And that leaves me." Lillith stood up. "And I've saved the best for last, because you get to fuck my asshole with that thing."

Adol felt his heart skip a beat. "Seriously?"

Lillith smiled a little sorrowfully "Yup. Because of... complications with my first-and only-childbirth, I lost the ability to feel pleasure from my pussy." Adol only now noticed it: a long vertical scar just above her nethers, marking where she'd been cut to save the child. "So, I've learned to enjoy anal instead. But before you make my asshole gape with that monster, you'll need this." She held up a small bottle full of clear liquid. "Pour it onto your cock; it'll not only lube it up, but sensitize it too. You'll feel double the pleasure."

"What about you?" Adol asked. He didn't want her to miss out any pleasure.

"Just make sure you go deep and hard, and try not to cum too soon." She answered, looking pleased that he asked about her gain. 

After handing over the potion, Lillith lay on her back and spread her asscheeks with her hands. Adol poured the potion onto his cock-he needed to use the whole bottle to get every inch-and felt it prickle slightly as he absorbed it, although some stayed on the outside. He knelt in front of her and placed his head at her asshole. He only prodded once or twice before pushing inside her.

Lillith's ass was tight and warm, and the potion ensured there was no friction upon descending into her. His cock was indeed much more sensitive: Adol could feel every individual centimeter he pushed into her hole, and there were a lot of them. He felt his waist meet Lillith's inner thighs and looked into her eyes. 

She whispered two simple words: "Ruin me."

He whispered back "My pleasure."

Adol pulled his cock all the way back before roughly slamming into her, prompting a soft moan from both of them. He repeated the action, and again, and again, building up to a rhythm. Within a minute he was pushing into her both deep and fast, her moans only slightly louder than his own. Her hands rested on his shoulders and her legs had curved around his own.

"Please... Choke me... Just a little..." she asked of him, between thrusts.

Adol paused his thrusting for a second "But what if I-"

Lillith answered quickly. "One tap on your hand means harder, two taps means softer, three taps means let go."

Satisfied, Adol wrapped his large hand around Lillith's wide yet supple neck and he lightly squeezed as he began to thrust into her rear again, not building up to his rhythm this time. Lillith's hand tapped once and his grip on her neck tightened, though he wasn't using his whole might. He also began to push into her sphincter harder. A short "Hrk!" came from Lillith's throat, and she stuck her right thumb upwards, though her eyes had turned slightly upwards from Adol's features.

Lillith tapped his hand once again, and Adol closed his hand around her neck with all his strength. Judging from the sweat covering her body and the slight shaking, she was enjoying this a lot more than her facial expression conveyed. Her legs had also wrapped around his waist, and she seemed to push him forwards with them, silently asking him to go harder. Adol obliged her, and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream of pleasure.

Adol felt Lillith's asshole tightly close around his cock as he thrust into her. Her body also started shaking a lot. Realizing she was cumming, he loosened his grip (although not wholly) and an unmistakable cry of rapture escaped her mouth. Adol didn't stop thrusting into her; her ass had become even tighter as she'd orgasmed and the prince felt his own limit approaching rapidly.

He breathed "I'm gonna-"

"In-side!" Lillith requested in a strangled cry, for Adol had resumed choking her.

The prince felt himself reach his limit for the fourth time, and with one final push all the way into Lillith's tight asshole, he shot one huge load deeply inside the orcess. One hand released Lillith's neck, and a sign of contentment escaped her. Adol was certain that her stomach grew very slightly as his cock finished dumping it's load into her.

As Adol pulled out of Lillith's tight rear and let go of her neck, Char spoke "Your friends have gone to Bluegrass. They'll be staying there until you arrive."

"How do you know?" the prince asked.

Lillith answered, panting as she got off the bed. "Kyran Wolf... followed your scent... and told us... Just before you... started kissing Hazel... Heh... As good a lover... as you were... I someday want... to feel that thick wolf knot... tear me in half..." Her eyes went slightly out of focus as she daydreamed, something that Greta smirked upon seeing. The short orc lightly slapped Lillith's face and she returned to earth, gulping and licking her lips. "Anyway, you'd better get going... before we change our minds about letting you go." she added a wink afterwards.

"Let me just ask: how did the rest of you... You know." Adol was curious about it. It wasn't very often orcesses were born infertile.

Lillith sighed and looked to the other members, who all nodded. She spoke a little sadly "I've already told you my story. Char is infertile due to her hybrid nature. It's a miracle she was born at all-human semen usually isn't potent enough to impregnate orcs. Valerie took a near-fatal arrow as a teenager, and the medicine the tribe had to use to save her left her barren. Greta... was captured by orc-hating bigots and tortured. I'll spare the details." Adol suddenly understood why she liked teasing men. "As for Hazel, you could say that's nature's bidding too. She was born with some kind of defect that left her unable to produce eggs."

Adol half-wished he hadn't asked, but he was nonetheless glad he had. The prince pulled on his armour and set off out of the cave, thanking the orcs for their "hospitality". The walk to Bluegrass from the cave wasn't as long as Adol thought it was, although the sunset turned to nightfall. He was waved through the gate by two guards who told him he looked tired, and that the Bluegrass Inn had beds for rent. Figuring he'd find the group there, he headed there straight down the centre of the city.

The inn was packed with people, but little talk was going on. A single bard played a guitar on a small stage to the left. Scanning the tables for familiar heads of hair, he recognized the dark brown hair of the wizard. The prince made his way to the wizard, sitting close enough to the bar that the young elf bartender walked over to take his order.

"So, you enjoy your time with the orcs?" Ciaran asked snarkily.

"Hmph. You're just jealous because they want nothing to do with muscle-less men like you." Adol scoffed in answer and turned to the bartender "I'll take something that could knock an orc out, please."

"One of those days?" the elf chuckled. "I'll be right back, Sir." and he disappeared behind a door to the side.

Ciaran laughed and took a sip of his drink. "I'll have you know Hazel has sought me out before now. She prizes intelligence over muscles. I'm surprised she wanted anything to do with you."

Adol bit his tongue to stop himself answering. This choice turned in his favour a second later, when Ilyse rushed into him and hugged him tightly. "ADOL! Gods, I was so worried..."

"I told you they didn't want to eat him." Ciaran casually told her, adding "Your drink's here, Adol."

The prince handed over some gold to the bartender with one hand while hugging Ilyse tightly with the other. "I'm okay, beloved. They just wanted to...erm..."

"Me and Kyran already told her." Ciaran informed him, sighing.

"Tell me you resisted, Adol. Tell me you didn't just let them-" Ilyse gulped, unable to finish. 

Before Adol could answer, Ciaran began to laugh. "Oh, he let them alright, Ilyse. I can tell by the very slightly noticeable glint of satisfaction in his eyes. It's something only men can see, sorry to say. Well, men can see it in men. Women see it in women."

Adol looked into Ciaran's eyes and saw the same glint. One flick of the wizard's eyes toward Ilyse told Adol everything. The prince felt a raging animal in his heart roar loudly at his rival's smug smirk. He suppressed the urge to turn to violence-it would accomplish nothing but making him look bad in front of his beloved.

Ilyse beat him to the punch. Quite literally: she smacked him in the face. "Ugh! I knew it! You can't just control your urges, can you?"

Ciaran struggled to keep his voice steady. "Don't be hard on him, Ilyse. As honourable a man as he is, he still needs to learn how to refuse such offers." The wizard downed the rest of his drink and stood up. "Well, I think I'll be going to bed. It's getting late. I'll see you in the morning, Adol. Same to you, Ilyse. Unless you want to sleep in my room-it's warmer, after all." He kissed Ilyse's hand and headed up the stairs at the back.

Ilyse blushed a little and bid Adol a stiff goodnight, before following Ciaran up the stairs.

Adol stared into his drink, rage coursing through him. That wizard... he was just so so... infuriating! For all his talk about Adol being immature, he certainly enjoyed playing pranks on the prince. That was probably what he talked with Devany about so often. Hmm... Maybe it was time for Adol to pull a prank of his own on the wizard. But he'd have to think long and hard about it. Maybe Devany would help him out with it. She'd likely love it.

A plan was already forming in his head, and he smiled as he imagined the look on Ciaran's face as it happened.