Garden of Enchantment 4 (Patreon)

Margaret the Faultline laid on top of him, heaving her chest out as she rode down the latest carnal ecstasy he had subjected her to. She had a job tomorrow, so he didn’t want to inconvenience her too much, which would result in this sex being the last for us until she came back. 

He already owned her heart and mind; there was no reason to cause issues over little things. 

“You… need to find another girl…” she huffed while pressing her bountiful breasts against him. She tilted her head up to look at him, and he met her gaze with his. “I really … like this, Talrith, but you have too much stamina for me alone.”

“You aren’t going to try to keep up with me?” he asked teasingly. 

She huffed again, this time out of exasperation. “If I tried, then the only thing I’ll be doing is taking your dick like a slut.”

“Don’t call yourself that,” he tutted. “Only I can say that.”

She slapped his chest playfully, and he just chuckled.

“On a more serious note, are you sure?”

Margaret surprised him with her answer. “You never looked like the type that satisfies himself with only one girl, Tal. I’ll have to satisfy myself with being your first wife.”

“Oh, you want to get married?”

“You already put a baby in me, and I’m a Catholic. I can’t exactly not have the baby… and I think you want to be with me.”

He brought her head up as he also craned forward, catching her lips. They kissed passionately, even though Margaret’s response was fatigued. When they broke apart, Margaret looked at him in the eyes searchingly. 

“So?” she asked.

“Yes.”

It wouldn’t be the first time nor the last time he married a human woman, but he knew how to please them all. 

Margaret the Faultline, his first wife in this new world. 

“Love you,” she whispered with wet eyes. 

“Love you, too,” he replied, relishing in the heightened emotions rampaging around them, feeding him satisfyingly. “Then let’s consummate our marriage now. We can get the official paperwork later.”

He flipped them around, pulled his hard dick up to her entrance, and plunged in.

Margaret moaned to his ear, pinned by his body to the bed. She panted and whimpered as he took her again, ravaging her womanhood like he owned it. He certainly knew all about it since they’ve been having sex for the last two weeks or so. 

She screamed as she climaxed, but held on to him as he continued to pump himself in and out of her, wetting the crouch with their mixed juices and sex scum. She whimpered as he gripped her jet black hair and the back of her head, and it wasn’t long before she climaxed again from the ever escalating ecstasy of being dominated by her man.

“T-Tal-!” she moaned out huskily. “G-Give it to me. M-Mark me-!” she whimpered out towards the end.

He stopped for a moment. It lasted for exactly a moment as he pulled her curled her ass up and began to pound down into her. 

Margaret choked from the new position, feeling his dick pushing deeper into her. His dick had always reached the end of her vagina before, but now, he was actively pushing against her cervix with each thrust, stretching the gate to her womb.

“I want you to milk me, Marge. You’re my bitch, my slut!” he growled into her ear as he manhandled her. The dirty talk sent her over the edge, climaxing again as her eyes crossed. Her body shuddered in ecstasy while her vagina rhythmically milked his dick with loosening and tightening spasms. 

He let himself ejaculate once completely hilted into her, shooting his seed directly into her womb with precision only a literal eon of practice could give him. His dick twitched as he shot the last of his seeds into her, and she moaned out in satisfaction. 

Once again, their sweaty bodies laid entangled on the bed. Both of them thanked the ventilation system, because if it didn’t exist in this room, then they would be smelling some musky things. 

Wordlessly, he pulled back, flipped her around so that she was on her knees, and then pounded away again.

-VB-

After a quick shower, he found himself walking down the second story of the Palanquin towards the room of the second lady of the Faultline’s Crew: Labyrinth.

There was an odd interaction of power between them. Symptomatically, his mere presence prevented her “bad days,” which were times when she explored more in-depth of her power. Mechanically speaking as far as Talrith could see and explain, he - a minor reality bender - interfered with Labyrinth’s interdimensional “reach” by anchoring it to this place. 

It made combat unviable when they were near each other, but it also gave her time to adjust to this reality far better. 

After all, an incubus like himself couldn’t be kept satisfied with only Faultline. 

Labyrinth, or Elle, slurped away at his dick while her eyes looked up and met his. His left hand gently caressed her right cheek, encouraging her to continue to suck away at his phallus. 

Elle was not a tall woman of gorgeous proportions like Margaret. She was shorter, slimmer, and insecure. The last bit was part of the reason why she dove deep into her powers; it was where she wouldn’t mess up. But with him here, she couldn’t dive. She could only work to find approval from others, approval he was only all too willing to give.

As he began to climb that carnal climax, he gripped her long blonde hair and head with both of his hands and began to thrust her mouth on and off him rapidly. 

Elle choked as he used her like a cum sleeve before he finally released as he popped his dick out of her mouth. His dick twitched upward, spraying his white seeds on her face. 

She flinched as she felt his hot semen splash on her and when he finished, huffed in irritation. She opened her eyes she’d reflexively closed and met his lustful gaze. 

So far, she had only allowed him to use her mouth. Even that, however, made her wet, and she left always a little unsatisfied. 

But she’d heard what Margaret and Talrith talked about. They were going to bring more girls into their … harem.

And she didn’t want to miss out on her chance to do exactly that. 

Without even a word of instruction from him, she rolled her back onto the floor, pulled her skirt up, and spread her legs wide. Her exposed and wet vagina quivered as her body trembled in anticipation when she saw him look all over her. 

He pulled his pants completely down and knelt down.

Silence was how they shared their time together. There just wasn’t much for them to say because half of the time they were together, her mouth was over his dick as he used her to his pleasure.

Prick.

She watched as he guided his dick - was it that big when she was sucking it away? - towards her virgin vagina, and -

Her hands clamped down on her mouth when he swiftly penetrated her without even a single stop. It hurt!

She laid there quivering on the ground while seeing a trickle for blood leaving her plugged vagina. 

Once she was sure she wouldn’t scream, she released her hands over her mouth and reached upward. He smiled as he took her hands and allowed them to grasp his shoulders. He pulled her up, keeping her on a precarious position.

Then he began to pump her, pulling her waist up and down. She bounced on his crotch, gasping as she felt the full length of his dick inside of her. Was his dick supposed to penetrate through the deep end? It felt like he was jutting into-!

She sucked in a sharp breath when she felt something poke at her asshole. 

“W-Wait-!” she spoke up for the first time in their private interaction. Not even when they were alone for the first time and he kissed her forcefully, not even when he groped her, not even when he fingered.

But he was merciless. He grew a second dick and pierced through her asshole into her rectum.

“@#$@#...!” she coughed/moaned/whimpered at same time, and wasn’t quite sure herself how she did it. 

She bounced up and down on his two dicks, feeling both of them squeeze her innards together and rub something fierce-

Her head snapped back as she climaxed, but he wasn’t stopping. He pumped through her climax, and made her climax less than two minutes later. He came too, painting her insides directly with his hot steaming seed...

And again...

And again...

And again…

When he pulled out of her after God knows how many ejaculations, she felt dribbles of his semen pouring out of both her vagina and anus. 

Her wide eyes saw nothing, feeling only the aftermath of her first sex that lasted… Her eyes got a little wider when she saw that they’ve been at it for an hour. 

‘Holy crap, I’m not going to be able to say no to him if it’s like this every time…!’ she thought panickedly. 

Then she saw him standing over in front of her face with his juice-covered dicks. Both of them in front of her mouth.

One was enough to choke her but two?

She whimpered.

Not even five minutes afterward, she was choking away at two dicks in her mouth.