Ann had mixed feelings about the night continuing. On one hand, she was happy Kat was moving forward and wanted to keep going, but on the other hand wasn’t sure if that was the right thing for her in the long run. Still, she laid there under the stars with her girls as they relaxed, processing Orenous’ visit.

“I still can’t believe I’m going to have to be tactical with my sex,” Ann giggled. “What the fuck even?”

“I like it,” Rosalyn said, snuggled up in the crook of Ann’s armpit. Ann was still kinda sweaty, but Rosalyn didn’t seem to mind one bit.

“Ye’re just excited that she might go o’er her limit more,” Kat said. The princess was still fully clothed, not having the natural resistance to cold her girlfriends did. She’d just kinda sat there. Visibly, she was relaxed, but Ann could see the gears in her brain still working at something.

“I figure it’s something that’ll let my smites and Fistful of Love ramp up over a fight,” Ann pointed out. “I don’t do as much early, but by the time we’re done with a Seed I’m firing on all cylinders. Funny that it’s a bit berserker-ish, but with lust instead of rage.”

“Then ye’ve got all yer stealth shite. Ye’re gonna be takin’ out greater Warped pretty easy if ye can get the drop on ‘em.”

“As long as I’m building up libido,” Ann nodded.

“Shame we can’t actively do that for you,” Rosalyn sighed. “It’d be a ton of fun teasing you all through a Seed. That kilt definitely provides easy access.”

“Wow, that’d be torture,” Ann grinned at her lover. “Having to focus on fighting while soaking wet and rock hard?”

“Might help you last a bit longer.”

“Didn’t hear any complaining… ever?”

“No, but there could always be better. You’re a chosen of Orenous. If I’m not being fucked for entire days by the end of this, we’re doing something wrong.”

“Definitely agreed,” Ann laughed. “So, how are we gonna break this to Wendyl? I’m kinda in favour of just giving it to her straight. We’ve got the whole new skill to explain to her as well, so it fits.”

“Aye. Can ye handle that fer me, though?” Kat asked. “Sorry, just not sure I’ve got the strength tae do it.”

“I can handle it, yeah,” Ann agreed. “Just need you and Rosalyn to be there. We all got into this together, we pull out together.”

“No pulling out,” Rosalyn pouted. “Jokes aside, yeah. She’s blunt, and in your face. Just telling her Kat’s had second thoughts should be fine. I can see her being a bit disappointed, because who wouldn’t after getting to fuck Ann, but we can deal with that just fine.”

“She’s going to give you shit, though,” Ann pointed out. “I feel like she’s the type to make fun of the situation.”

“Definitely,” Kat sighed. “Damn you, Orenous, for making my heart so stubborn.”

“Think we just got over her telling us she didn’t make you like that,” Rosalyn said, poking at Kat’s side. “No getting to blame others for your issues. Just gotta own them and get better.”

“Says the one who’s got the least issues,” Kat grumbled.

“Least? I can barely function in a public setting! Ann has the least issues.”

“Suuuure, being an out of time person who is making shit up as I go, desperately trying to make it seem like I know what I’m doing to anyone who doesn’t know better is greaat. Not to mention homesickness for a world that no longer exists.”

“Don’t forget havin’ tae save this world.”

“And being hooked up with royalty.”

“Or bein’ a week away from tellin’ everyone ye speak fer a Goddess.”

“Need to constantly get into life or death battles, but that’s all of us.”

“Plus any enemies you’ve got, like the Forgolds.”

“Think that falls under the royalty thing,” Kat said.

“True, but also different,” Rosalyn shrugged.

“Gee, you two are great comforts,” Ann giggled.

“Aw, ye love us fine enough.”

“Sure do,” Ann laughed, giving Kat a quick kiss. She smiled as she felt the princess stiffen under her, lips freezing mid-attempt to speak. That she could still do that to Kat gave her no small measure of pride. “So, are we going to keep talking about how much of a pain I am, or how good in bed I am?”

“Could sing sonnets about that,” Kat said breathlessly.

“I’m gonna make you sing tonight, that’s for sure,” Ann said.

“I’ll help her keep on key.” Rosalyn moved over closer, nuzzling into the crook of Kat’s neck. “Think you can use my lips as an instrument, highness?”

“Mmmf!” came Kat’s muffled response as Rosalyn took the lead, kissing their muscular lover passionately

“Just the way I like it,” Rosalyn gasped. “Super embarrassed. Why are her clothes still on, Ann? Not fair that we’re the only two naked.”

“Just didn’t want the princess’ tits and ass to freeze,” Ann giggled. She got to work, though, undoing Kat’s pants and pulling them down. Kat lifted her legs, helping with the angle, but Rosalyn kept any other assistance trapped in another kiss.

“Wow, she’s already soaking down here,” Ann whistled, seeing Kat’s sodden pussy begin to steam in the frigid air. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to take a sampling. Lift those hips for me, love.”

With that, she leaned in, pulling Kat’s legs over her shoulders. Quickly, the heady smell of Kat’s sweat and fluids filled her nose, clouding her thoughts. She absolutely loved the way the woman’s uniquely crisp musk messed with her head. Knowing that this was for her, to taste and to devour, only helped drive her libido through the roof. By the time their lips made contact, Ann was already achingly hard, cock pulsing freely in the cold air. A slow lick coated her tongue with Kat’s fluids. Salty, crispy, clear, with a bit of earth to them. She’d always described it like tasting a mountain, and that had never changed. It was more than just the stone, but the strength of the land, the clarity of the air, the freedom of the wilderness. Running her tongue in slow, lazy circles, she relished the unique flavour, letting it fill her senses.

Idly, she wondered if this was a tangential gift from Orenous, to be able to taste something so true to a person’s identity. Apparently the Goddess was still keeping an eye on them, because she felt the little prod in her soul, agreeing, but also telling her to stop thinking so hard. That was on brand, so she got back to it.

Exploring Kat’s depths was always an exercise. Much like everything else in the woman’s body, her pussy was insanely muscled, and she had to fight for every inch her tongue needed to find the woman’s sensitive points. Not only that, but Kat’s thighs had a tendency to latch on to her head and start squeezing whenever she hit one, forcing Ann to fight them off for fear of her head being crushed. Not that she’d be too disappointed by that end, but she had a lot more she wanted to give to Kat before she left.

Speaking of giving, Ann felt her nose bump up against Kat’s clit. The pressure around her head set her mind swimming as the walls of thighs closed in around her head. If she’d been thinking clearly, she would have thought how strange it was to not have her ears being crushed, but licking Kat to a climax was all she could focus on.

Alternating, she’d lick light and quick, focusing on rolling her tongue through the princess’ outer labia before diving in to find her g-spot. Time after time, Ann repeated the process until Kat shook, her ass clenching powerfully. That was it  — the spot she wanted — the one that would take her lover over. Humming deep in her throat, she focused her tongue and every point of dexterity she could muster to abuse the little area of sensitivity. She nuzzled her nose up against the woman’s clit, doing everything she could to get Kat off.

With a muffled cry, Ann felt her arms fail and the crushing weight of Kat’s strength close in on her. Still, she kept going, pushing Kat as far as she could. If Kat couldn’t take this, she’d be damn disappointed that Ann hadn’t broken her in enough. After a minute, Ann’s breath ran out. Still, she tried her best to stay put. Wave after wave of fluid coursed over her tongue in an intoxicating deluge. Stars appeared as her vision began to fade, but she held doggedly on. Kat needed this after what she’d been through. Ann would be damned if she didn’t make the woman feel wanted after what she’d heard. Not wanted, needed. Ann needed her. With the last of her oxygen, she gave one final push before her vision went dark.

What felt like a second later, she was blinking up at a concerned Kat and Rosalyn. Her hearing was oddly muffled, and she felt a little woozy, her vision swimming.

“Ann, love, ye ok? Can ye hear me?”

“Can hear you,” Ann slurred. “I pass out?”

“Aye,” Kat sighed with relief. “Gave me a damn fright.”

“Sorry, you were just enjoying it so much,” Ann said sleepily. Turning her head, she found that she was resting on the same muscular thighs that had taken her to the void. Unbidden, a sloppy grin spread across her lips. “You taste so good.”

“And ye are insane,” Kat chuckled. “No one ever teach ye tae tap out?”

“Oh, plenty. I just didn’t want to.”

“You’re so dumb,” Rosalyn sighed. “Don’t go getting brain damage because you want to suffocate in Kat’s thighs.”

“Not like you would have done better,” Ann said, winking at her Druid.

“I… not the point! Just don’t! I like you all smart and sexy. We have enough dumb and sexy with Kat.”

“Hey!”

“Joking, knife-ears,” Rosalyn giggled. “You’re plenty smart when it comes to beating things up.”

“Thank ye,” Kat said, puffing out her chest. “I’m proud o’ bein’ brains wit’ me brawn.”

“Your brain is totally a muscle too,” Ann laughed, trying to sit up.

“Easy,” Kat stopped her with a heavy hand on her chest. “Take it slow. No need tae rush after that orgasm. Orenous’ arse ye gave me a good’n.”

“Her eyes crossed,” Rosalyn giggled. “It was so cute!”

“Damnit, now I want to see that,” Ann grumbled, relenting under Kat’s insistence. “I just gotta dick you down nice and hard in a minute.”

“I’m totally eating you out while you do,” Rosalyn said.

“How the hell’s that gonna work?” Ann asked. “My hips kinda move a lot while I’m doing that.”

“No clue, but I’m going to figure it out.” Ann believed her. When Rosalyn got that glint in her eyes, she was determined to find a way. “Maybe if I just go limp besides hugging onto you? Or just let you hump back up into my mouth whenever you’re thrusting? That could work. If only I had a penis too. Could just be behind you and we could all have sex.”

“Just chaining into Kat?”

“Yeah!”

“That’d be really hot,” Ann pondered. “Wonder how you’d do with a dick, too. Our little timid Druid. Too bad the portal thing just puts it on you, not duplicates it. We need to actually test that out, but I left it back in the room.”

“Things fer later,” Kat decided. “Fer now, how’s yer head feelin’?”

“Better,” Ann admitted. “No vision issues, don’t feel dizzy. Gonna try sitting up.”

“Take it slow,” Kat cautioned again. Overprotective, wonderful woman.

Ann sat up nice and slowly, feeling no negative effects hitting her. She’d recovered well, thankfully. “See? Just fine. Could run a marathon!”

“Marathon?”

“A long race, twenty-four miles, I think. I wasn’t really a track girl in my old life. It was the endurance race everyone who liked running wanted to go for. I don’t think I could ever do it.”

“Shite, ye might be able tae now,” Kat pointed out. “Stamina would be the kicker there, though.”

“Yeah, feel like I’m more built to be a sprinter.”

“And I’m built to be a pillow!” Rosalyn chimed in.

“You’re plenty fit, even with your chub,” Ann laughed, grabbing the woman’s sides and jiggling her playfully. “Can’t be out of shape doing all the walking we do.”

“Yeah, that’s for fat nobles and stuffy bankers.”

“Why bankers?”

“I dunno. Feels like the type? They have all the money, why would they need to be as active?” Rosalyn asked.

“You totally could be into weightlifting and be a banker,” Ann pointed out.

“Yeah, but that’s because they try, and not because of what they do. It’s probably more rare.”

“Honestly, without too many vehicles, this whole populace is more fit than many in my time. We got really good at minimising effort.”

“I’m not complainin’,” Kat said, crawling up behind Ann and draping her arms down her chest. The position was a little awkward with how much hair and fur Ann was still wearing, making Kat spit a few stray strands that got into her mouth. “Alright, might be complainin’ a little about all this fur.”

“I can shorten it.”

“Nae, keep it fer now. It’s a fun look on ye. So fierce.” As she spoke, her hands started eagerly molesting Ann’s breasts.

“Fi…fierce,” Ann stuttered as Kat pinched a nipple. “Totally a beast. Not completely here for you.”

“Mmm, nae,” Kat hummed. “Definitely a beast. Look at how ye react tae yer teats gettin’ played wit’. Ye’re already hard again.”

Ann couldn’t help blushing as she looked down, her erect cock staring back at her. Gods, Kat was good with her hands. She was giving her an incredible massage. Fingers slowly traced her areola. She pinched sporadically, never when Ann expected, sending jolts of electricity through her body.

“Ye like tha’?” Kat purred. “Like yer nips pinched?” She pinched roughly. Pain mixed with pleasure as Ann’s body warmed up. “I love these. Overflow me hands so nicely. Even big mitts like mine can’t hold them all.” The princess changed tactics, now fully stroking Ann’s breasts. Every time she got just shy of the nipple before backing off. It was amazing and infuriating at the same time. “Could do this all night. Ye really are blessed.”

“Keep going,” Ann whimpered.

“Nae. Gonna keep it up like this,” Kat decided. And she did. She kept massaging Ann in such an infuriatingly gentle way. Just shy of being sexually gratifying, but still incredibly arousing.

Ann felt her breath growing short, and she’d back off again, drawing it out.

“Please,” Ann begged.

“What’re ye gonna do about it?” Kat chuckled.

Oh, you bitch, Ann thought, realizing the game. As Kat’s hands let go to make another pass, she whirled, tackling Kat to the ground. The princess laughed as Ann pinned her there.

“Finally. Now take me, ye feral girl.”

“Careful what you wish for.”

“I wish ye didn’t resize that monster so ye could split me open proper.”

“Then take it,” Ann growled back. She lined her cock up with Kat’s still moist entrance and pushed hard. The vise-like folds of Kat’s depths resisted her, but Ann forced herself in with all her might. So tight. Tighter than ever, and she could feel Kat’s insides struggling.

Kat had her eyes closed, her teeth grit, and her neck bulging with effort as she tried to accommodate such a sudden intrusion. “Holy… feckin’… balls!”

“You wanted this,” Ann growled. She pulled back, then slammed forward, not giving Kat time to adjust.

“Damn right I did,” Kat groaned back. “Don’t stop.”

“It’s gonna resize,” Ann warned, keeping up a slow but deep pace.

“Don’t ye dare,” Kat almost whimpered. “This feels so good.”

“You like being forced open like this?” Ann teased, letting her hips get into a good rhythm. Sadly, she felt her skill begin to take effect. “Princess Katlyn likes taking oversized cock?”

“Holy shit, I do,” Kat nodded. “Split me in two, ye amazin’ bitch.”

Ann did her best to resist the skill. Focusing, she thought she felt the speed of the adjustment slowing. It slowed a little, but eventually adjusted to Kat’s insides. “Guess I’ll have to try harder next time,” Ann panted, starting to really get to work inside Kat.

“Mmm, harder,” Kat moaned, biting her forearm as her breasts bounced under the assault.

“Don’t forget about me,” Rosalyn said from behind Ann.

Before she could react, Ann felt fingers slip inside her. Already being soaked, she offered no resistance to Rosalyn’s assault. Her legs buckled for a moment as the woman instantly spread her wide. It was only with a great deal of focus, did she get back to fucking Kat.

“Such a good pussy,” Rosalyn hummed. “Taking three fingers at once. Good mutt.” There was a loud slurp. “Tastes good, too. Shame, you are moving too much for me to get a direct taste. Fingers will do for now. Wonder if you can fit four?”

Ann whimpered as she tried to keep fucking Kat. The problem was, every time she slammed into her Alfhindur lover, she had to pull back and skewer herself on Rosalyn’s fingers. Back and forth, back and forth, she went from one end of pleasure into the other.

“Fuck, Kat, not gonna last long like this,” Ann gasped through grit teeth as Rosalyn tested the fourth finger.

“It’s fine, love. Got plenty more time,” Kat said, reaching up to grab onto Ann’s shoulders. “Let go. Feckin’ fill me. Mark me. Do it!”

Ann was powerless before the onslaught of encouragement. Rosalyn finally got that fourth finger into her and it was all over. Her legs and arms failed, sending her crashing to her hilt in Kat, knot swelling to lock them together. Pump after heavy pump of seed spilled into Kat as Ann held to the woman tightly. More. Gods, she came more and more. She shouldn’t have this much left after her time with Rosalyn, but that never stopped her body from somehow overflowing her lovers.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Kat cried out, digging her fingers into Ann’s back. “Don’t ye dare pull out.”

“Couldn’t… if I… wanted to,” Ann gasped. Spasms rocked her body as Kat clung to her. Those powerful hands reaching for anything to hold on to. When one hand pulled her head down to Kat’s neck, Ann couldn’t help but sink her teeth in deep. She felt Waheela howl as the instinctual response took over, but she didn’t care. Kat cried out in ecstasy as she came again. Everything came to a head before Ann’s body went limp. Panting, sweaty, a mess of hair and wild fur, blood covering her chin and lips, she slumped on top of Kat.

Kat lay there, twitching and moaning as her own orgasm ran its course. All Ann could do was to bear the internal contractions constantly trying to milk her insanely sensitive member for more. It was heaven and hell all in one place.

“You two are so cute,” Rosalyn giggled, having taken her fingers out at some point. The curvy druid lay there next to them, head propped on a hand, gently sucking at her other seductively.

“No, you,” Ann said, still winded.

“Mmmmmm,” Kat moaned, still a bit incoherent.

“We’re gonna be here for a bit. Hurry up and recharge. It’s my turn again,” Rosalyn laughed, scooting to snuggle up to them both. “And I want both of you.”