Werewolf Knight 2, page 33
“Oh,” Sybil laughed. “It’s such a cute story. It’s about a fish that lives in a lake near a tavern, and every day it sees people dancing. It wants to dance more than anything, but it can’t breathe on land. He makes a wish to be able to breathe on land. Then the next day, a witch comes along and grants the fish the powers to breathe, and it becomes a dancing star.”
Sybil looked so happy when she was telling the story about the fish, but I shot a look back at Tabitha.
“That’s it?” I asked. “Like, the fish doesn’t have to do anything to become a dancer? No training or anything?”
“Nope,” Sybil exclaimed. “Just lots of costumes and dancing.”
“A pantomime for peasants,” the noblewoman murmured under her breath.
The pilgrimage was meant to be a respite, and there was nothing better than silly entertainment to help lighten the mood, even if it did involve all the squires dressed up as fanciful fish. Maybe I’d just watched too many cartoons as a kid, but it didn’t bother me that there wasn’t much of a storyline.
“I can’t believe we’re back at the house already,” Sybil said as the King started up the steps. “It felt a lot shorter this time.”
“Yeah,” I said. “But we could see where we were going.”
“And we were more relaxed,” Tabitha pointed out. “I don’t know about you, but my heart was pounding when we were racing to the lake.”
At the top of the stairs, the crowd headed down the hallway on the left, and then made another left around a corner I never would have noticed until I was right on top of it. We found ourselves in a large, white room filled with bouquets of bluebells and white roses.
A marble slab sat atop four marble posts in the center of the room, and a variety of dishes had been laid out for the royals. The place of honor in the center of the table was the four-foot roasted tuna that looked like it had just been caught only a few minutes before.
Despite the fight, I suddenly realized that I wasn’t all that hungry, at least not for food. When I looked over at Tabitha, she licked her lips and winked at me, and I felt a warm shiver race down my spine. If it had just been the three of us, I would have bent her over the table and taken her right there. But I had to think of some kind of polite way to get into our quarters for the night.
The royals began to change into their human forms, so it looked like the rule about dining in human form only still applied at the royal residence. It was disappointing, but I didn’t want to be accused of being rude during my first and possibly only look inside a royal household.
I shook my head and felt my wet fur almost slide off of me as my body reshaped itself. When I opened my eyes, I was a normal six-foot Hank, and the room looked even bigger than it did before.
“This looks delicious,” Sybil said as she studied the food.
I noticed that no chairs or plates were laid out, and that there was nothing by the way of cutlery except for a pile of forks on the table.
“This is our idea of informal,” one of the royal women said as she winked at me.
The woman grabbed a fork and began to dig into the fish, and a moment later, the rest of the royals joined in. Needless to say, Sybil joined in quickly.
“I’m always hungry after the ritual,” the King announced. “But after tonight’s battle, I feel like I could eat this entire fish on my own.”
The rest of the royals laughed as the King plunged a fork into the fish. The atmosphere was decidedly lighthearted, despite the attack and the failed ritual. It felt like we were at a Lupercalian cookout, even if we were standing in the middle of a marble room.
“Henry,” the King called out and held up a cup of plum wine. “Will you not join us for a feast? This fish was caught in the lake just this afternoon.”
“I’m okay,” I smiled. “I’m actually feeling pretty exhausted after that battle.”
I yawned to emphasize how tired I felt, even though my adrenaline was at an all-time high, and I had too much energy racing in my body to eat. What I really wanted was to take my women to our room in the compound and show them just how proud I was of our accomplishments.
“Ah, well, we don’t want you to fall asleep in the parsnips,” the King chuckled. “Dora, will you please show Henry and his companions to their quarters for the night?”
“Of course,” a woman replied and set her fork down.
Dora had a kind face, with smile lines around her eyes, and dark brown hair that was knotted in a low bun. She still wore her long cloak that hid her feet, so she seemed to glide over to us. She held out her right hand, which glinted with silver rings, and smiled at me. Her soft hazel eyes twinkled in the light from the torches, and I found myself smiling back.
“Come this way,” she said in a low, soothing voice. “Miss Blueclaw, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
“Well,” Tabitha purred. “How do you think I turned out?”
The lady pursed her lips and smiled.
“Exactly as I thought,” she said. “Wildly successful and incredibly dangerous, in equal measure.”
She led us down the hallway, past the staircase on the right, and through to the other hallway.
“Dora is the King’s sister,” Tabitha said. “She used to teach me lessons in royal history as a child.”
“Oh, really?” Sybil asked. “I didn’t know that the royal family had occupations other than being, well… royal.”
“Not many of us do,” Dora said. “But I always had an independent streak, just like our Tabitha here. I used to devour books as a child instead of going to my etiquette lessons.”
“Sounds like someone I know,” I said, and Tabitha blushed a deep pink color.
Dora led us to a series of wooden doors. It reminded me of the quarters I’d lived in as a questing knight in the palace, though the ceilings were higher and the whole place sparkled. It definitely did not remind me of a college dorm the way my room at the palace had.
“This compound is deceptively large,” I said. “When we approached it from the outside, I thought it would be a lot smaller.”
“Of course,” Dora said and laughed. “Half of it is below ground. It’s one of the Kingdom’s best-kept secrets.”
We came to a door at the end of the hallway, and she held out her hand to usher us in.
“Is this us?” Tabitha asked.
“It is indeed,” she said. “I’m sure you’ll love it. We will probably rise quite late tomorrow after tonight’s events, but we tend to join the rest of the nobility in the village for breakfast.
“Of course,” Tabitha said. “Goodnight, Dora. It was great to see you.”
“Well, tonight is a great occasion,” Dora responded. “And it always will be. I’ll see you all tomorrow.”
Dora turned and went back down the hallway, and I heard the clack of her shoes echo along the hallway long after she was out of sight.
“I hope that the rooms don’t echo like that,” Tabitha purred as she looked up at me and batted her eyelashes.
“Oh, really?” I asked. “And why would that be?”
I knew the answer to the question, but sometimes I enjoyed teasing the girls.
“Oh, nothing,” she purred.
I felt my cock grow hard under my armor. It had been a long day of running, sweet-talking, and fighting, and I had one last thing that I wanted to add to that list.
“Well, why don’t we take a look and see?” I said softly as I pushed the door open.
The room we walked into was even more luxurious than my place in New Jersey. Like the rest of the building, the floor, walls, and ceiling were all white marble, but moons and stars had been carved into the walls. A map of the solar system had been carved into the ceiling, and light touches of paint had been added to make it easier to see.
“Wow,” Sybil whispered as she stood in the middle of the room and stared up at the ceiling.
“I thought the place in Jersey was awesome,” I said as I took in the rest of the room.
The bed was a four-poster made of marble, but there was a mattress, some very soft-looking sheets, and a pile of quilts. Small lanterns hung from hooks in the wall to give the place a gentle glow. There was another doorway, which led into a small room with a chest and mirror.
“This is insane,” Tabitha said in a low voice, and she shook her head. “Even I feel spoiled here.”
“You don’t say,” I murmured.
I was surprised when I caught my reflection in the mirror that I didn’t look like a wet dog. In fact, I looked rugged and handsome as hell. I needed to shave at some point, but that could wait. My blue eyes glinted in the light from the lanterns. Damn, I looked good.
I lifted my sack over my head and set it down on the chest. A moment later, I saw Tabitha’s satchel fly straight past my head and also land on the wooden chest.
“Watch out,” I laughed. “You don’t want to break anything in there.”
“Yeah,” Sybil giggled. “Imagine if the bottle with the speed juice broke and the whole place smelled of it.”
Even though the speed juice had made our success possible, I definitely did not want to smell it while I was celebrating with my ladies. I also didn’t think the servants would be all that thrilled at having to clean it up.
“That would probably get us banned for life,” I replied as I turned around.
“It’s only maps,” Tabitha groaned as she peeled off her breastplate.
I felt a rush of heat bolt down my spine, and I had to have her.
“What?” the noblewoman asked, and her brown doe-eyes fluttered.
“I like watching you undress,” I growled.
“Oh,” she giggled. “I thought you did. Want me to continue?”
I felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my cock.
“Yes,” I said in a soft voice. “I’d like that very much.”
“Mind if I help?” I heard Sybil’s voice drift toward me, and when I looked over, I saw her emerald eyes were glistening mischievously.
“Yes,” I said authoritatively. “You two, undress each other. I want both of you.”
The girls climbed on the bed and giggled. Tabitha brushed Sybil’s hair out of her face so that her long, black mane trailed down her back.
Sybil fixed her pale, slender hands around Tabitha’s tiny waist, and ran them down over her swelling hips. She reached to the bottom of her dark blue suede shirt and began to lift it over her head.
Tabitha raised her arms in the air lazily, like she was just floating. As Sybil pulled her shirt off, her round, perfect breasts dropped out of her shirt. Sybil cast Tabitha’s shirt aside and held her jaw with her right hand. Tabitha giggled and raised an eyebrow at her, and she pressed her soft lips against Sybil’s.
I was so hard that I could barely take it. I ripped my breastplate off and cast it on the floor with a loud clattering sound that boomed around the whole room.
The girls looked over at me and laughed.
“You like that?” Sybil asked.
“Yeah,” I smirked. “I do.”
I pulled off the rest of my armor while Tabitha pulled Sybil’s emerald-green dress over her head. She revealed a completely naked Sybil, whose pale, almost glass-smooth skin glowed in the light of the fire.
Tabitha kicked off her boots and looked up at me expectantly.
“Well?” the blonde asked.
“Well, what?” I laughed.
I could barely take it, but I liked playing around with her. I liked watching her beg for it.
“Come on,” she purred. “You know I don’t like to ask twice.”
I yanked off my shirt and threw it across the floor to the other side of the room.
“I love watching you beg for my cock,” I growled, and I pounced on the bed in between the girls.
Sybil grabbed my shoulders and traced her tongue from the bottom of my neck to the top of my earlobe, while Tabitha reached down and grabbed my rock-hard cock through my pants.
I felt a jolt of pleasure race from the bottom of my spine to my neck. My whole body heated up as Sybil ran her hands through my hair, and Tabitha started massaging my cock through my pants. Even though I wasn’t fully naked yet, I felt like I was on fire.
Tabitha pulled me over her, and I began to massage her through her pants. I kissed her ear and traced my way down her soft, pale neck all the way down to her nipples.
I traced my tongue around her soft pink nipple and kissed it. Then I started to suck on it, and she brought her hands down on my shoulders.
“Oh, Hank,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, that feels so good.”
I wrapped my hands underneath her waist as she squirmed under me, and then I made my way over to her other tit and licked it. Her nipples were hard and pink underneath me, and I loved watching her wriggle around with pleasure.
I traced my way down between her breasts and over her stomach with my tongue. Her skin was salty and soft, and I kissed her belly button.
“Hmmm…” she sighed in pleasure as I kissed my way down to her pelvis.
“Do you like that?” I asked in a soft, low voice.
“Yes, Hank…” she trailed off. “You know I do.”
I felt a hand on my bare back and looked over at Sybil, who was reclined next to us on the bed.
“I love watching you pleasure Tabitha,” she purred. “It turns me on so much.”
The blonde traced her right nipple with one of her long, elegant fingers and giggled.
“Oh, yeah?” I asked.
I made my way down Tabitha’s body until I came to her tight, suede pants. I’d loved watching her run around the Kingdom in her tight, sexy little outfit, and now I was even happier to be removing it.
I plunged my hands into the waistband, and then I pulled down her pants and her underwear at once, and revealed her soft, hairless pussy. She kicked off her pants and threw them to the side of the bed, and I kissed her on the top of her pale, velvety opening.
“Oh…” she said. “Yes, yes…”
I breathed heavily over her pussy as she squirmed and squealed over me.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Take me in your mouth.”
“Be patient,” I growled.
I loved pushing her to the edge of what she could take, and my cock was harder than ever. I felt like with one touch I could’ve exploded.
I separated her legs and kissed her pussy, which sent a jolt of pleasure down her spine. Then I opened my mouth and licked her wet folds.
She tasted amazing, and I couldn’t get enough of her juices. The more I licked her, the wetter she got for me. I took my right hand and started to massage her soft, wet folds and her clit. She moaned underneath my touch, and ran her hands through her hair.
“Hank…” she moaned. “Oh, Hank, that feels so good…”
I looked over at Sybil, who was lying elegantly over a white pillow and fingering her pink, hairless pussy with her elegant hands. She looked down at me, and with her other hand, she ruffled my head. I loved having my two girls at once, it felt like I was receiving attention from every angle.
I lowered my head back into Tabitha’s folds and lapped up her juices. Her wetness made me want to fuck her so much, and I could barely wait any longer. I kept massaging her clit with my tongue while I made small, rhythmic circles, and she pushed herself deeper into my mouth and clung to my head. I loved feeling her use me for her pleasure.
My cock was so hard that I couldn’t take it anymore, so I pulled my head up and looked down on my two sexy women.
Sybil laid on the right of the bed. Her pale, bright skin looked like it was even whiter than the marble, and her dark, shiny hair made an excellent contrast. With her right hand, she was squeezing her soft, pink nipples, and her left reached down to rhythmically finger her pussy. She looked up at me between moans of pleasure, and her piercing green eyes seemed to have a life of their own.
Tabitha was splayed on the bed, where she stared at me like I was the prey even though she was the one who was panting heavily. She bit down on her soft, plump bottom lip and batted her long eyelashes. Her brown, soft eyes glinted in the light of the lanterns, and she ran a hand through her platinum-blonde hair.
“Are you going to take me now?” she purred in her smoky, elegant voice.
“Yes,” I growled, and I ripped off my pants.
I cast them aside and didn’t even know where they went. All I cared about right then was fucking Tabitha as deep as I could.
I looked down and saw that my cock was bigger than ever. I made my way over to Tabitha on the bed and leaned over her.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned. “I wanted to fuck you so much today. You’re such an amazing warrior. It turns me on so much.”
I reached down and grabbed my cock in my hand. A jolt of fiery pleasure raced from the base of my spine to my neck. I inched in and touched Tabitha’s wet pussy with my cock. Suddenly, I felt a wave of pleasure come over my whole body. Holy shit, I hadn’t even entered her yet, and it already felt this good.
Tabitha gasped in response, so I knew that she felt the same way. I brought my cock in closer and rubbed it back and forth over her clit.
She was so wet that I felt like my cock was melting into pure pleasure. The friction of her pussy lips was perfect, and her folds wrapped around my cock like I was meant to be there. I slid my cock up and down in bigger movements until I reached her tight opening.
“Hank,” she begged. “Yes, yesss, fuck me now.”
“Whatever the lady wants,” I growled.
I’d done enough teasing for one night, and I wanted to be deep inside her. So I plunged my cock into her tight opening and felt like I was completely overtaken with pure pleasure. Her juices felt like they had something in them that made it better than all the sex I’d had before. I pulled out slightly and then pumped back into her soft, wet pussy.
“Hank, Hank,” she moaned.
I fastened my hands around her waist and propped myself up with the other one. Then I continued to push into her wet, slippery cavern. It felt effortless, but the amount of friction was perfect. My cock moved against all the ridges of her tight tunnel.
“Mmm,” I growled. “Oh, Tabitha, you feel so good. God, I love the feeling of my cock inside you.”
