“While I don't doubt that you can take care of yourself, let's not resort to violence right away, sis. This 'Reuven' might not be much of a threat on his own, but he likely has connections to more important – and more dangerous – people. Besides, better to save your strength for the Wild Hunt, if it comes to a fight.” Varrin cautioned, trying to keep Isabella's bloodlust under control.
The heat from her body continued to echo with the roughness, her reactions getting more intense as she grinded back against him. Her nipples felt a bit of pained pressure from his bites, but it only turned her body on further anxious to feeling the pulsing inside of her. “I’m your bitch. Do whatever you want.” Intense and heated, she kept begging him to use her like a cheap whore, not caring about how loud she was being as she felt her hips move on her own, driven by lust. “Don’t hold anything back, dear.”
Lutz thought for a moment. "Let's check the target." He decided. If he was lucky, the woman had a thing for dwarves - it would solve soo many issues...
Not getting bothered by it, Verena closes her eyes to Rest for a few Hours before she continues her journey.
"We'll head into some alleys, then. Do you want any special weapons, or will your sword be enough? Shall we take along your coachman? I don't think he'll cause too much suspicion."
The red mist clears, and Isabella nods. "Yes, yes, you're right. Sorry, Varrin. We'll try to be more subtle, then."
“Good.” Varrin nodded in agreement. “So, is there anything else you need from me? If not, it might be best to get at least some rest and then start preparing for the trip in the morning.”
"That's right, you're all mine!" He continues to fuck her and play with her body. "G-Gonna fill you up!" With one last powerful thrust, Danielle feels her husband cum inside her, filling her with a torrent of his hot seed. Exhausted, he collapses atop her, face between her breasts.
"Hmm. I guess we could take Caster. His aim is good with a crossbow. He could take one of them by surprise." Mirellia nods, "And yes, my sword will be enough for a couple of mercenaries."
The sudden burst filled her with a bit of annoyance, not quite having made it yet, but not feeling too bad. She hadn’t seen that side of him and it had been a long time since she really felt passion from their sex, that she couldn’t get too upset as his seed flooded her womb. Though...aching and horny, her smile became devilish as her thighs pressed against his hips again. “Not...yet.” Bucking her hips, she locked him in place with his cock still inside of her. She lost track of all time of when she finally finished, worn down and exhausted after how many more loads, but she eventually slumped, falling back on the bed and asleep.
The dwarf takes him to the center of the city, to the Temple Isle, headquarters of the church of the Eternal Fire. After finding a good vantage point and waiting for an hour or so, Lutz feels his companion touch his shoulder. "Look! That's her!" Looking out, Lutz sees a wagon train arriving in front of the large temple, a group of ragged prisoners in chains being dragged out of them. "Take them to the dungeons!" The sharp voice of the woman the dwarf is pointing at sounds out, and Lutz gets a good look at his target, a busty woman dressed in the robes of a church inquisitor.
Waking, she feels Matthias spooning her a little as he snores. Looking up, she sees sunlight through the windows.
She sighs and nudged him aside gently, getting up and putting The Sword on her back and starts packing her few belongings.
Lutz gave a slight nod of appreciation as he looked at the woman. He was actually looking forward to playing with the woman's body. He turned to his companion. "Walk so she catches a glimpse of you." He said to him. He then carefully observed the woman, observing her reactions, and evaluating her.
“Nothing to thank me for, sis,” Varrin smiled at Isabella, then gave her a quick hug. “Well, I'll let you rest now. Good night and I'll see you in the morning.” Unless his sister had more to say he would head to his room and get some sleep.
"Understood." Mirellia nods, thinking she could use the money to fix her torn dress... and buy a few new ones. She heads to her room, mainly to retrieve her Gwyhyr, and hide her stiletto dagger on the sleeve of her dress. She the meets up with Gunther. "Here, it would be suspicious if I was seen holding onto it." Mirellia said as she hands him her precious sword. "When the fighting starts, just make sure you're close to me."
Danielle awakens hours later, alone. Her body is still reeling from the way her husband fucked her, and she feels some of his cum still inside. Outside, the sky is dark.
Not sure, how much time had passed, she had to get up, still feeling the mess they had made inside of her and headed to the bath area to get cleaned up.
