I couldn’t wait to make her lick my pussy. She clawed my chest again. “You should have used precise language,” she moaned and bucked beneath me. And Sophia had saved me, facing down the Erinyes with nothing more than an enchanted dagger. My thrusts grew harder and faster. She was tall and not human. “But then you would have a real cock,” Sophia gasped, her eyes wide with fear. You are plenty sexy.” I kissed one while he laughed, a deep roar. My knightly duties had taken me across the Kingdoms. The pleasure rocketed through my body. “Gods, what a woman,” I panted. His lips nibbled on my neck as I fucked the Erinyes’s bowels. Keep fucking me. I slammed my dildo into her depths, my clit sparking. I squeezed her flesh hard as I pounded her hot cunt. Faoril’s hot cunt spasmed about my dick as I buried into her depths. Her ears twitched as she ground against me. Her fingers warmed on my cheeks. His free hand pulled my red hair aside. I knew she waited for Thrak and I there. None of them have any ambition.”
“To do?”
“Why, rob the Saltspray Palace.”
“And why would an elf want to rob it?”
“Why do you?” Her dark eyes fixed on me while her ears twitched.
