A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Chapter 481 - Serving their husband [1/2]**

Erik groaned softly as relief flooded his body, quickly followed by the pleasure of Elora grinding against his cock.

A satisfied grin spread across his lips as he looked at the naked bodies of his beautiful wives that surrounded him. Emily and Astrid, cuddled up against him from the sides, while his head rested on Emma's soft thighs, and Elora sat on his crotch.

For a moment, he let his eyes wander across their bodies, taking in their unique forms, each radiating beauty in its own way. Thanking all his lucky stars for not only their presence in his life, but also their survival, and his own. Your journey continues at empire

First, he felt Emma's soft thighs that cradles his head; admired her long white hair that flowed down her body; became lost in the heterochromatic wonder that were her white and green eyes, overflowing with care and love; adored the features of her face, and finally became amazed at the sight of her small but firm breasts.

Next came Emily, whose body was a far cry from her younger sister. Rather than the slender beaty that was Emma, the older sister was far more voluptuous, with large breasts and thick thighs. Her eyes were no less mesmerizing, however, as they were like puddles of darkness, cut apart by lines of corrupted red.

Her long dark hair fell to her hips, just like with Emma, and was now spread on the side of their bed, contrasting greatly with her pale skin.

On the other side was Astrid, whose breast fell in between those of the sisters. Her body held the attraction of a trained athlete and fighter, whose body was covered in softly-defined muscles that only enhanced her beauty. Unlike the sisters, her strawberry-blond hair was much shorter, falling only to her shoulders, but her crimson eyes were no less alluring.

Finally, his eyes settled back on Elora, and he was once again amazed by her beauty, despite having seen it many times by now. Somehow, she was a mix of his other wives, with voluptuous curves, yet slender waist, long crimson hair, and shining, emerald eyes.

Yet, in the end, Erik didn't feel like any description would do her justice. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even if he would never admit that to his over wives. He felt lucky she spent most of her time in his soul, as he was sure he'd have to fight off jealous men every other minute, otherwise.

He couldn't help but wonder how many heads his wives turned when they walked through this city.

Each of them reacted somewhat differently to his scrutinizing, yet loving gaze. Emma blushed shyly, Emily grinned lustfully, Astrid held his gaze almost aggressively, and Elora smirked confidently.

After appreciating his wives, and the fact they were all safe and still among the living, he grinned at Elora, who was looking at him expectantly. She was clearly looking for some praise after telling him about how she made sure his mother's recover would make Lilith suffer.

"You are devious, my beautiful, wicked little Ember," he chuckled at her lovingly. "But that is just one small part of why I love you!"

Before she could respond, he looked up at her with sincerity, "Anyway, thank you for saving my mother, Elora..."

Surprisingly, Elora halted her grinding, and her mischievous grin actually made room for a healthy blush.

Instantly, his other three wives looked at her in shock. Emily raised a mocking eyebrow, "Who knew sincerity was the way to break through Elora's armour of mischief?"

Erik chuckled smugly, "Well, I had to make her fall in love with me somehow, right?"

"Hmpf," Elora grumbled, a little embarrassed, before quickly moving on by snapping her fingers. Instantly, the bed's covers disappeared, and Erik was entirely naked. His cock was already standing at full attention, unsurprisingly.

Elora wasted no time, and began grinding against the uncovered meat stick with her dripping pussy. "Now, I know you can't move much, my love," she began with a lustful grin. "But that doesn't mean you can't let your wives take care of you for a while, right?"

At his sides, Emily and Astrid had already started kissing his neck, and caressing his body. Above him, Emma wasn't doing anything outrageous yet, simply choosing to caress his hair, but Erik had no doubt she would join in soon enough.

Of course, he knew they were also frustrated and wanted to relieve their lust, but why would that matter?

Erik groaned softly and smirked lustfully. His hands had already grabbed the ass-cheeks of his beautiful wives and began to knead them like dough. "I'd be a fool to refuse such an offer," he chuckled as pleasure spread through all of their bodies.

Yet, there was one thing he had to take care off first.

Taking his hand of Astrid, he stretched it to the side, and quickly send Alice into his dimension. He knew Elora's spell would keep the young wereverine asleep for now, so he could call her back when they were done, and before she woke up.

He refocused back on his wives, and noticed Astrid and Emily had begun to shimmy down his body, until their faces were at cock-height. "You would be a fool, Lord Husband," Astrid purred while her eyes refused to leave the object of her desire. "But we would be equally foolish to let this chance slip by."

"That's right, Daddy," Emily teased, while her tongue danced across his abs. "Let your obedient wives bring you pleasure… that is our ultimate purpose, after all!"

Likely only Emma and Emily believed that on any level, if at all, but certainly not Elora, nor Astrid. Yet, they didn't say anything, because the goth's words did enflame Erik's desires. His cock throbbed, and Erik grinned, "That's a good girl, little shadow."

Meanwhile, Elora had started to softly stroke the impressive shaft between her thighs as it rested on her stomach. When Emily and Astrid reached her, she quickly took control of the situation.

With an imperial look in her eyes, she looked at Emily, "Emily, swap places with me."

For a moment, struggle appeared in Emily's eyes. Her relationship with Elora still wasn't perfect, and she wasn't sure how she felt about taking orders from her right now.

Yet, she had to admit to being impressed with Elora's leadership during Erik's absence. Plus, Erik had thoroughly ingrained a natural submissiveness in her that trembled under Elora's hard glare. Finally, she felt a small nudge from Erik through their bond, clearly indicating his permission for her to follow the fairy's orders.

In the end, her struggle didn't last long, and she meekly crawled between Erik's legs, while Elora kneeled at his side.

"Good girl," Elora grinned victoriously. "I'll have you call me Mommy, yet!"

Defiance appeared on Emily's face, but Elora quickly smothered it by grabbing the back of the young goth's head, and pushing her mouth-first into their husband's balls. "No backtalk, Emily. Go take care of our master's royal jewels, while Astrid and I take care of the shaft!"

Instantly, Emily's defiance melted. She took a deep whiff of Erik's musky scent and her eyes began to flutter. She felt the familiar and pleasant pink fog of lust take over, and she surrendered to it with a soft moan.