Perversions of the Flesh

Chapter 240: ❤️ Inn’s Bed… Ruined!

The morning light streamed through the shutters that Kat had forgotten to close. Ann groaned as the light burrowed through her eyelids, forcing her awake. She should be up, but she didn’t want to. Having a normal bed was so nice. Her tail was trapped under Rosalyn, so she wasn’t moving until she got the sheep up. Kat was sitting by the window in a chair, just her pants on, watching the town go about its morning.

“Morning,” Ann sighed, basking in the comforting view. The way the light reflected off Kat’s scales was gorgeous. Any brighter a reflection, and she’d be colouring the room just by sitting there.

“Morn’. Sleep alright?”

“Yup. No nightmares tonight, which is nice. Same ones for you?”

Kat didn’t turn away from the window, but shrugged. “Eh, couple new ones. Think Dearc is tryin’ tae mess wit’ me through ‘em now that I’ve shut its gabbin’ maw.”

“More insecurity things?” Ann really wanted to go give the princess a hug, but not only did Rosalyn wind up on her tail, but she had locked a hold on its base. She wasn’t moving.

“Dreams o’ ye all bein’ out o’ me protection. Goin’ off an’ doin’ dangerous do without me. Gettin’ hurt or worse. I bloody know ye can take care o’ yerself by now. Still sucks.”

Ann lay there. She had a dozen things to say to try to comfort Kat in that moment, but didn’t feel like words would help right now.

“I hope Da’s doin’ alright.”

Ah. Homesick as well. That was tough. Especially with how they’d left. Even if Kat was the impetus of that decision, those feelings didn’t follow logic all that well.

“We could always write, or get Junia to let us know. I don’t think she’d rat us out.”

“Letter would get read afore she even touched it,” Kat grumbled. “If I sent it wit’ a seal or the like, that’d put a trail on us almost immediately. Nae. Best I can hope fer is gettin’ someone tae give ‘er the message. Someone she’d know.”

“Could always use my connections. I have Rowena at the very least sworn to secrecy over this.”

“Could work. Not sure how the other temples are sidin’ though. Could be fallin’ intae Ma’s trap.” Another heavy sigh, pulling her torso up and flexing muscles, then deflating and letting it all relax. “Feckin’ hate how that wound up.”

“Me too.”

“Always been told we were too alike. Liked that fer the most part. Now I see why it was ‘too’ alike.”

“When the chips are down, you both hold what you have tight.”

“An’ when those priorities conflict, we fight, aye. Damn it all.” Kat stood, rubbing her hands over her face. “I’ll just ‘ave tae apologise when we get back. Not like she’s gonna execute me fer this.”

“She did mobilise the Inquisition.”

Kat rolled her eyes. “That’s easy fer her. Basically groundin’ me. Not the first time neither. Let me tell ye when I accidentally set fire tae a tavern. Got real heated wit’ this pleidhce o’er a girl. Like the pleidhce he was, he tried to cast a fire spell! I saw his hands movin’ an’ felt the heat. Knocked ‘is hands up, an’ he set the bleedin’ roof on fire! I do what I can tae get people out, makin’ sure I gave the girl extra attention, an’ then high tailed it wit’ her. That was not the best time fer me Ma tae kick the door across the room. You know what was funny, though?”

“What?” Ann asked, putting her chin in her hands, and waiting attentively.

“I flinched so hard me hands gripped, an’ she started shakin’ all o’er ‘em. Dinnae how me Mum kept a straight face. If it were anyone else, that’d be the hottest thing ever.”

“No way,” Ann giggled. “So she’s there cumming her brains out while the Queen herself is standing over you two?”

“Aye! Lass was a mess! Ye should ‘ave heard the apologies. Mum never did anythin’ about ‘er, but hooo boy did I get yelled at. Had someone tailin’ me fer a feckin’ month.”

Ann couldn’t stop laughing. “What I’d pay to be in that room! Oh I would have made it so much worse. Not really sure I could have resisted asking if she wanted to join!”

Kat groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Then I woulda been the one dyin’ in the sheets. Ye’re ‘orrible, Mutt.”

“So are you, Scales. Love you.”

“Love ye too, incorrigible beast. Havin’ fun listenin’, Fluffball?”

“When’d you notice?” Rosalyn grumbled, letting go of Ann’s tail and rolling off it. Blessed freedom, even if it came with the awful feeling of pins and needles in an appendage she couldn’t fully control. Every little wag or twitch made the damn thing fluff up.

“Heard yer breathin’ change when we were talkin’ about the temples.”

“No fair! Wish I had good hearing! All I’ve got is my danger warning.”

“An’ that’s a damn useful trait, girl! No beatin’ yerself up. Alright, I’m feelin’ much better. We ready tae get goin’?” Kat asked, standing with a stretch that made Ann drool.

Such nice muscles.

Rosalyn caught something because her hands wrapped around Ann’s back, slowly massaging her breasts. Those hands, small as they were, knew exactly how to treat Ann right. Teasing little touches around her nipples, then a pinch every now and then. Ann also kinda found it hot how bit it made her boobs feel. They were honestly pretty big for her size, but not like Rosalyn’s.

“Oh? Need me tae set up the sound things?”

Ann let out a gasp, her eyes fluttering as Rosalyn pinched. “Might need… oh, to.”

Kat sighed dramatically, scooping the little devices up and tossing them at the walls, ceiling, and floor. They scuttled into their positions and dug in. “Here I was, ready fer a nice normal mornin’.”

“What’s not normal about riling up Ann?” Rosalyn teased, her lips right next to Ann’s ear. The way her breath tickled as she spoke made Ann’s cock throb.

“Dinnae if I’m in the mood fer it,” Kat lied. Ann knew that was a lie. The princess was provoking her.

She had a skill to use, and she desperately wanted to take Kat right now. Push and Pull. It’d been nearly two days without getting off. She was riding her Libido pretty high right now, so what was the loss? She just needed to make sure she didn’t hit her cap before she came.

The skill triggered, and Ann felt Kat’s desire bloom in her chest like a bonfire. She’d know the previous statement was a lie, but by Orenous’s tits was Kat horny. Hopefully she’d get to use this spell on more than one person eventually. She wanted to feel Kat and Rosalyn at the same time.

Kat staggered on her feet, having to grip the bedpost to stay upright. “Holy Goddes o’ Fuckin’ what did ye do?”

“Shared a bit of me,” Ann said, doing her best to look innocent while stifling moans as Rosalyn mauled her tits. “For what it’s worth, your desire feels incredible.”

Kat barely got her pants off before Ann’s mouth was locked to those lower lips. The princess was absolutely soaked already. They hadn’t even started. This did need to be quick, though. Ann felt Rosalyn already getting behind her, those tiny hands running over her dragon cock and balls. With her first stroke, Ann realised what was happening here. Her hands clawed at scales as Rosalyn began to milk her.

Long steady strokes from base to tip. Each pass had her grip tighten, then release as she started over. Never once did she stroke the other way. With her other hand, she gently started massaging Ann’s balls. Feeling the gentle touch and soft squeezes hit Ann just right as she moaned like a whore into Kat’s pussy.

Her tongue was working hard, using every trick it could to hit Kat’s internal sensitive spots while her nose abused the fighter’s clit. It was a testament to her own skill that Kat was definitely close. It had barely been a minute, and those scaled thighs were quivering, threatening to enclose Ann in their crushing bliss.

Ann didn’t have to wait long. With a shout, Kat’s hands grabbed her ears and locked her in. Her nose filled with the woman’s scent, her tongue covered in the taste of her lover. That taste that only she had. Ann praised Orenous that the new tongue hadn’t lost that ability. She never wanted to taste her girls any other way. Fluid dripped down her chin as she desperately tried to keep up. Kat was always a gusher, and she’d only gotten better the longer they’d been together.

Something wet hit Ann’s back door, and her world whited out for a moment. Rosalyn’s hands hadn’t stopped, but she’d added her tongue. That slippery tongue was now running around her tight asshole, threatening entrance, maybe pressing gently, but never going further.

Kat recovered quickly. She always did. She pulled Ann’s head up by her ears, her tongue still buried. “Let me hear it.”

Ann could only moan in response. Rosalyn was speeding up, the prodding tongue growing braver. It felt incredible. She wanted to thrust, but something inside her was holding that instinct back.

“Let me hear Orenous’ Chosen moan like a whore,” Kat growled. “Feelin’ yer arse eaten set ye off that much? Or is it the girl milkin’ yer cock back there? Both? Ye like gettin’ used? Tae have yer cock stroked fer yer cum?”

Ann’s dropped open in an O as Rosalyn’s tongue sank into her. Words didn’t come from those lips. Only the most wanton, lusty moan she could muster. It felt great to be in charge, and it felt amazing to be taken advantage of. The little of her brain not devoted to pleasure wondered if there was a role she wouldn’t enjoy.

Doubt it, Waheela chuffed at that sliver of sanity.

“Ah, look at ye fallin’ apart. She ready, Rosalyn?”

“Almosht,” Rosalyn slurred, trying to keep her tongue buried while speaking. “Ballsh so heavy.”

“Pent up, are we?” Kat growled. “I can feel it. Feel all o’ that lust all balled up in ye. Wouldn’t it be great tae let it go?”

Ann nodded against the grip she was trapped in, wriggling her tongue inside Kat.

“Oh yeah, yer Goddess chose a good ‘un. Ye feel how heavy yer balls are? How they churn fer yer lovers? Go on, let it out. Do it fer Rosalyn. Let ‘er feel how much she gets pumped intae ‘er every time ye fill ‘er up.”

Ann’s brain was gone, replaced by animal lust. She felt her nuts clench, the sack tightening as Rosalyn continued the tortuously steady strokes. Base to tip. Base to tip. Squeeze the balls. Wiggle her tongue. Base to tip.

It finally broke the dam. Her cock flexed, and hot cum erupted from the pointed tip. Kat hooked a thumb into her lips, pulling the corner of her mouth back as she fell apart under Rosalyn’s attentions. Each stroke was timed perfectly with each jet of cum. Every stroke made her cum harder. Gods, and when she squeezed and licked at the same time? She might have been able to blast a hole in the mattress.

“Shite, Rosalyn, ye gotta do that tae me sometime.”

“I’ll teach Ann how, too,” the Druid smirked. “You will be milking me dry later, Ann. Inside yourself or outside.”

“Yeeesh, fuck meeee,” Ann groaned. When Rosalyn let the innocent mask slip, dear Gods, was she irresistible.

Ann wasn’t quite sure how long she stayed like that, but eventually Kat let her go and threw her onto her back. She landed with a wet splat in the mess she’d made. The sheets were soaked, with a massive wet spot centred where Ann had been milked.

Her reprieve was short-lived. Rosalyn swung her leg up and over Ann’s stomach and started grinding her hips against Ann’s smooth, brown abs. “I want it. You gonna fuck me, Ann? Gonna fuck your sheep? I’m so wet, so ready for you!”

Ann snarled. She was glad Push and Pull had cancelled, because Kat would have been floored by her surge of desire.

Rosalyn let out a squeak as she was toppled backwards into the same mess and mounted. Ann was not gentle, shoving the tapered cock in as far as she could. Only the yelp from Rosalyn let her know to slow down. She hadn’t adjusted yet.

“No! Keep going!” Rosalyn whined. “Huts, but good!”

Who was Ann to argue with that? She pulled back and shoved in again. Rosalyn’s body tensed, her arms gripping the strip of fur running down Ann’s spine as she rode waves of pain and pleasure at the same time.

“Yes, yes! Oh, right there. MMMmmmmGods, Ann! You’re so deep,” Rosalyn cried. “So deep. Keep, mmmf, keep going. I can take more.”

Ann tried, but she’d bottomed out. Her hips started to slap against Rosalyn’s as she fucked her mate. She missed the knot. She would be stretching her Druid even more right now. Still, these new ridges felt amazing as every push had several points where she felt things tighten, then slide in suddenly. Hell, it happened on the pull-out, too! She’d been fucked by this cock, and kinda felt what that was like, but getting her whole self into the act felt better. The flex of her ass as she shoved into Rosalyn. The moans in the air as they shared their passions. The pull of her abs and thighs as she drew herself back. It was exhausting in the best way.

“Fuck, lambchop. You’re so tight. I love you.”

Rosalyn cried out, fists clenching onto her furry handholds. “Me… me too! Hhhhhnngh! Hol… uunf! Hold on. Too much.”

Ann stopped. It felt like stopping a wrecking ball from swinging, but she stopped buried inside her lover. They were both drenched in sweat, as was normal. 

Rosalyn’s face was twitching. Her breath came in stuttering short gasps. She’d overloaded. It happened now and then, when her nerves got pushed too far, and she had to take a breather before picking back up. It usually only lasted a few moments.

“Ye ok?” Kat asked as she picked her way onto a dry section of the bed by Rosalyn and started stroking her hair. It was a soothing thing, along with gently rubbing her horns that Rosalyn had taught both of them. Ann was keeping herself up with her arms, so Kat took charge of doing both.

“Better,” the sheep woman sighed. “S-still a bit, mmf, a bit much. Gods, the throbbing.”

“Sorry, can’t help it with you clamped around me tighter than a clam.” Ann beamed down at Rosalyn, then leaned in and licked her face. “Mmm, salty.” The giggle was totally worth it.

“You wild beast.”

“Yup! That’s me. Gotta lick things I like! Waheela agrees, too!”

You miss the nuance of the situation, but understand the spirit. I will teach you later.

“Tell her she’s being sweet, and it’s kinda hot.”

There was no other option! Ann licked her face again. Then again and again until Rosalyn was laughing her ass off, breasts rolling everywhere as she tried to fight Ann’s attentions off.

The moment of levity was interrupted as one attempt shifted their hips, and both women locked up.

Ann’s breath was hot and heavy. 

Rosalyn’s hazel eyes pleaded for more.

On her next lick, she opened her jaw as wide as she could, pulled back her hips, and bit as she thrust.

Rosalyn had been close before the break, and all of her favourite things at once sent her right over the edge.

Ann was still building back up. The wet tightness she rutted into was delicious and torturous at the same time. She could last longer, cum harder, and keep going longer than both of her girlfriends, and sometimes that came with this problem. Rosalyn was nearly incoherent. Ann had her horns in her hands, using them as handlebars as she slammed into the woman’s juicy thighs. Still, she was building up! Rosalyn was on probably her fourth orgasm in a row, and was openly drooling now as her head tried to thrash in Ann’s grip.

“Mate. Mate you,” Ann gasped. She was trying so hard.

Then Kat slipped a couple of fingers in her pussy, and Ann fell apart just like that. Her insides clenched on Kat’s fingers, making them the perfect size to really fuck her. One twiddle, a twist of her wrist, and Ann was gushing into Rosalyn and over Kat at the same time.

“That’s it, fill our girl up. Pump yer seed intae her womb. Make a mother outta ‘er.” Kat’s whispers didn’t help at all.

Ann mewled as she pulled Rosalyn close and sank her teeth deep. Her body just wouldn’t let her not cum as hard as possible. Every single time, she put out everything she had, and then was ready for round two in seconds.

“She was right, these things do churn somethin’ fierce,” Kat murmured, playing with Ann’s twitching balls as they pumped more and more seed into Rosalyn. “Gods above, I can see ‘em shrinkin’ a little. Ann, ye know about this?”

Ann wasn’t listening. Well, not to Kat. She was listening to Rosalyn’s body as it rhythmically milked her cock. More and more flowed into the woman until her ebony stomach looked a little bloated.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Ann sighed, finally feeling her muscles let go.

Rosalyn made a happy noise as she was crushed under Ann’s weight, wiggling her face so it was right between those chocolate breasts she loved so much. That woolly hair tickled something crazy, though. Ann felt a giggle bubble up, then a chuckle, then she was laughing again.

“Mmmmm boobs,” Rosalyn’s muted voice came from within her chest. “Like Ann boobs.”

“You’re… you’re… by Orenous, I love you,” Ann laughed. It was only briefly interrupted by a moan as Kat pulled her fingers free. Even with Rosalyn openly licking her chest, Ann just couldn’t find it sexy right now. Just funny.

“Ye’re both idiots.”

“But we’re your idiots!” Rosalyn lifted her hands in two thumbs up above Ann’s back.

“Leanin’ lines from Ann, are we?” Kat playfully flicked at a horn.

“She’s got good ones! It’s true, though!”

“Nah. I’m a big lame-o. Got nothing cool about me,” Ann giggled.

“Wrong in e’ry way. Ye seen ye fight? Or transform? Ye’re damn cool.”

A knock at the door interrupted pillow talk time. Ann pouted. This was her favourite time, besides being balls-deep in her girlfriends. Especially when she was still balls deep in Rosalyn. Still hard, too.

“You three… I know you made a mess. Just clean the sheets up and get down here,” Bren’s exasperated voice echoed through the door.

“How does he know?” Rosalyn whispered from Ann’s cleavage.

“You’re too quiet. That is how I know.”

“He’s on to us. Quick, hide the evidence!” Ann cried, lifting Rosalyn off the bed, sliding out of her, and gently tossing her into the washbasin that came with the room.

Kat scrambled to gather the sheets, groaning at the wet spot on the mattress, but did her best to cover it with a blanket.

Ann grabbed the sound beetle off the wall and cracked the door just enough that Bren could see the bed, but not the naked Kat or Rosalyn. “What? Nothing happening here. Rosalyn was just sleeping in.”

“Ann, your face is a little crusty, and your ears are soaked.”

“Morning bath?” Ann gave him her best grin.

“Just get downstairs once you are clean. I will inform Gretchen and Palidius they have a soggy bit of laundry to do.” Bren turned and walked out of sight.

Ann closed the door.

“So, we busted?” Kat asked with a goofy grin.

“You heard all of that. You know we are.”

“Shucks. We’ll get away with it someday,” Rosalyn giggled. “He’s right, though. Let’s get cleaned up.