A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Chapter 483 - Can I assume you'd like to avoid that?

As Elora, Astrid, and Emily sagged down, Emma fared no better. The orgasm that rocked her body finally caused her to lose her balance, so with fluttering eyes and trembling body, she slumped off Erik's face, and against the bed's headboard.

Meanwhile, Erik also luxuriated in his own release. Some tension left his body and some of his pain was relieved.

Yet, since everyone there was a second-ranker, it didn't take long for them to recover.

Soon, Erik felt his head being slowly propped up again as the still-in-bondage Emma scooted forward on her knees. Carefully, she pushed her knees under Erik's head, and moved forward until it was once again resting on her naked lap.

Erik looked up with an amused smile, and saw her blushing shyly. Despite still being blindfolded, she avoided his gaze with embarrassment. Yet, he could feel her desire to stay in bondage for now. Her embarrassment had nothing to do with the bondage anyway, as it was instead related to how she just rode his face.

He realized she hadn't ever gone this long without being restrained by him, and her current state was releasing a lot of tension she'd built up over the last ten or eleven days.

His thoughts were interrupted by the soothing feeling of Emma's healing spell spreading through his body. A pure white magic circle was shining under his head, as Emma could still use her spells, and it immediately continued aiding his body in its recovery.

Suddenly, when he just started enjoying Emma's care, he felt the bodies of Elora, Emily, and Astrid shift, before his sensitive areas were assaulted by three tongues.

Groaning slightly, he looked up, and noticed them sensually cleaning him of any remains. At the same time, Elora's dark-green magic spread across the bed to clean up the linen.

Unavoidably, Erik's little soldier quickly rose to attention again. The refractory period of his experienced and well-trained Runebound body was inevitably short.

"Hehehe, I see you're ready for round two," Elora purred suggestively after he was cleaned up. Not wanting to waste time, she quickly sat up and prepared to insert him in her dripping sex under Astrid and Emily's jealous glares.

Unfortunately, Erik had other ideas.

Being Runebound gave one extraordinary control over their own body, so with just a bit of willpower, he forced his erection to go down again.

"Later, girls," he smirked at their disappointed expressions, while crossing his fingers in front of his stomach. "Releasing some frustration just now was good for us, but I'd like to wait for more until I fully recover… so I can ravage you all properly." Stay tuned for updates on empire

Instantly, their disappointed expressions lightened up quite a bit. "Fine, Master!" Emily grinned lustfully. "But you need to punish me properly then! I think my discipline is started to slide without your… corrections."

Astrid rolled her eyes at Emily's perverse statement, while shrugging with a sigh. "I guess that's fair…" she muttered at Erik, before suddenly smirking mischievously. "It'll be good practice for the sparring we'll do afterwards. Need to make sure you're back in fighting shape, after all."

"I'll gladly fulfil both your wishes," Erik winked, while Elora landed on his intertwined fingers, once again in fairy size.

"I guess I, too, can wait a little," she sighed reluctantly.

"Thank you for your sacrifice, my little Ember," he chuckled in a playfully mocking tone.

Behind him, Emma wasn't really participating in the conversation. She was absorbed in her bondage as she cared for her husband-master.

Afterwards, Astrid and Emily once again crawled over to Erik's sides and hugged his sides. At the same time, Emily conjured the magical leash from her collar, and stuffed it in Erik's hands, under Elora's body. She did it silently, and Erik didn't say anything either. After she'd done so, she simply cuddled up to him even closer.

When they were all settled in again, Erik pulled Alice out of his dimension. She was still sleeping, so Erik turned to Elora. "Anyway, there's still some things we need to talk about," he frowned thoughtfully.

"I know," the fairy nodded calmly. "Tell me, what would you like to start with?"

Erik sank into thought for a moment. There were two main things he still wanted cleared up. Or, at least, those were the two things he expected her to have an answer to.

"Well, setting aside Eira's over-confidence," he began, as he felt a small tremble from the minotaur girl in his armguard, "she was right in assuming that my mother's attack shouldn't have pierced the armour. Yet, I'm not sure it would have helped, because she also pierced through my flesh with little effort, despite the fact my body is already at low-third rank levels."

"So did she use that berserker technique you mentioned?" he finally asked. "And how did she use Lilith's shadowflame in the attack?"

"You're right on the first point," Elora nodded sagely, having put on her teacher cap. "She did use the berserker technique, thus damaging her soul even more. That last use was almost enough to kill her, in fact. Fortunately, thanks to the undamaged piece of her soul we had, her soul will soon be back to pristine condition."

"As for your second question, that's actually quite simple," she shrugged casually. "Because she didn't use Lilith's shadowflame. Instead, Lilith used her control over the sigil that created the shadowflame wall around mother-in-law, and dissolved it, by gathering the shadowflame around Runa's hand instead."

"I see," Erik sighed with a hint of relief, while inwardly comforting Eira a little. "I was afraid Mother's use of shadowflame was indicative of something more sinister."

Then he frowned solemnly. "Regardless, it's a good reminder that we can't let our guards down…" he muttered thoughtfully as the events from ten days ago flashed in front of his mind again.

'I've been growing lax here,' Erik thought to himself bitterly. 'Enjoying my time with the girls while living in an environment were very little can truly threaten me has weakened the killer instincts I build up on Söl…'

Slowly, a plan formed in his mind about how to get them back, but he decided to talk to Elora about that later.

But before moving on to the second thing he wanted cleared up, he had another thought. "Do you think that berserker technique would be useful for me?" Erik asked Elora curiously. "After all, I have you to heal any damage to my soul."

It was a good thought, but unfortunately, Elora was forced to shook her head wryly. "Do you think I don't know any of these types of berserker techniques? The Asuran version is one of the best, but I have plenty of others. The reason I never offered you one is because of the way these techniques damage your soul."

She continued with pursed lips, "Normally, when your soul takes damage, it acts as a cushion to protect the place carved out by our bond, after which I can use my advantageous position to heal your soul. But these berserker techniques bypass that cushion and damage your soul equally, at every point."

Unsurprisingly, Erik could already see where this was going. With a hint of horror, he exclaimed, "You mean, those techniques could damage our bond, or even hurt you!?"

Pleased by his horror, Elora smiled slightly. Yet, she also shook her head, "Not exactly. Damaging our bond is far harder than that, but you are right on the second part. Using a technique like that would be like boiling me alive without giving me the ability to die or even faint, even if I'm not in your soul at the time."

She raised an eyebrow playfully as she looked at him expectantly, "Can I assume you'd like to avoid that?"