Huntress of the Night takes place in the same world as Search for the Goddess. These events happen 90 years before Search, so it is not required to read Search side by side with Huntress for a true understanding. All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18 or older. Human, none human, consent and non-consent. Comments welcome.

-

She ran for her life, faster than she did not believe possible for her. Not that anyone was around to notice her speed. It was midnight, and the townsfolk were indoors. The people had learned long ago to be off the streets nine after noon. Of course the younger people had trouble believing the worry. The village was located fairly close to the mountains that wolves hunted on, but that was no reason not to walk around your own home. That was how the woman, long blonde hair with blue eyes and the fair skin of the northerners, ended up running for what she assumed to be her life. She had spent the night in the woods with her lover, and had hoped to sneak back home to avoid a scolding from her parents. As the woman darted between two houses, she wished desperately that a scolding was the worst of her problems. She was about to turn a corner when something grabbed her arm and threw her to the ground. She hit the cold cobblestone with a groan before glancing up in fear, they had found her. Two males stood above her, leering at her with red eyes. They only wore pants, they had moved barefooted and chested through the cold night to get her. Not that these grey skinned monsters needed to worry about cold. As their pointed ears and deformed faces showed, they had moved beyond human feelings long ago. Now they were vampires, and new ones from their looks.

The one that threw her licked his lips before nudging his friend, "So what do you think? Worth coming to this speck of a village?"

The other nodded as he looked her up and down, liking what he saw in the well-endowed human, "Oh yes, there is always some fool that ignores their elders and goes about at night. This little slut for instance."

The girl hissed at that word and tried to crawl away. Chuckling, the first vampire leapt at her, pinning her down and pulling her head up by her hair, "Guess she doesn't like being called a slut."

"Hard to deny it though. The smell of sex is still on her. Sneak out for a romp did you girl?"

The girl bit her lip as the first vampire palmed her breast and gave it a squeeze, very aware of how his body pressed on top of hers, "We would have saved you to trouble of dealing with some mortal."

The girl squirmed under the vampire, uncaring that it only excited him. As he tore open her blouse and pinched her bare nipple, she whimpered in fear.

"Please...let me go...please don't kill me...."

"Kill you?" The second vampire stepped in front of her and knelt. To her horror he pulled down his ragged pants and let loose the largest dick she had ever seen. Granted the village was small and she did not have much to see, but he easily beat her lover. The vampire smirked at her reaction, "Nice, huh? I admit I wasn't much to look at down there as a human. But vampirism enhances more than just your strength and lifespan. Don't worry, we won't kill you. Such a waste. We are just going to fuck you, suck your blood, and do it again every night. She not like that answer?"

The last part was directed at his friend, who had to adjust himself to keep the now thrashing girl down, "Guess not. You're no good at wording things. Let me try. You can either take it or die. See?" The girl stopped struggling as the hand that had squeezed her breast moved to her neck. Grinning, the vampire slid off her and turned her onto her back. The human had a nice rack, and her nipples stood hard in the cold air. The first vampire lifted her shirt and spread her legs as the other dangled his cock above her face. The girl whimpered and pleaded but made no move to escape.

"Lick it." The girl hesitantly stuck out her tongue and gave the tip of his cock a few flicks. She stopped to cry out in shock as the other monster pushed his cock into her pussy without warning. The human groaned as the largest manhood she had begun pumping into her. The second vampire glared at his friend and the girl before shoving his own cock into her mouth. It was an awkward angle for her, not that he cared as he began pumping her mouth.

"Don't forget about me you human slut."

"Try and enjoy it. Look on the bright side, you're getting the best fuck of your short life and you can't get pregnant off a vampire."

She was not feeling so lucky as both vampires picked up speed and forced more of their cocks into her. She let out a moan around the dick as the other leaned in and pulled at her breasts. The vampire in her mouth looked ready to say something when a small object pierced the back of his head. The monster collapsed into dust as a small silver dagger clattered on the ground. The girl choked and spit out dust from her mouth as the remaining vampire looked around in surprise. He stopped thrusting, but did not pull out. The girl panted for air when the vampire hissed at the rooftops. A woman watched them from about. In the moonlight, her very long black hair framed her pale skin and violet eyes. She wore a long purple robe under a leather bodice, boots, and steel bracers. The front skirt of the robe was cut open in a triangle to give her long legs room to maneuver. Silver throwing daggers like the one on the ground crisscrossed her ample chest on their straps.

The vampire hissed again with a faint trace of fear, "Huntress."

The woman nodded before leaping off the roof and landing gracefully away from them. Her movements were graceful even as she drew a crimson bladed rapier and strode toward them. The girl gasped as the vampire grabbed her neck again and chuckled. Her lower body heated up again as the vampire began thrusting again. The woman did not slow her pace.

"Stop right there human. I've got this poor little slut right here. You don't want me painting this street red do you?"

The woman smirked cockily as she gave her rapier a quick swing, "You don't want to lose the one thing keeping your ass-ugly head connected to your body, do you?"

The vampire pulled the girl up and forced her to straddle him as his dick pushed deeper into her. Groaning from the feeling of an unfamiliar size in her the girl began to move her hips and ride his dick. Humans, give them a good fucking and they break down easy. The vampire ignored the small pants and moaned in his ear as the woman still approached, apparently not caring that there was a human body in between them now. No matter, he could disarm her was the sword was pushing through his victim. If the girl survived, he would just fuck them both. The woman raised her rapier and thrust out. The vampire was about to reached out for the sword when a sharp pain exploded from his back. Whipping his head back, he watched as a red bladed rapier stabbed through him.

Both black haired women smirked as the blade hit the heart, reducing the disbelieving vampire into dust. No long held up by her attacker, the girl fell right through the falling dust and into her savior's arms.

Its job finished, the illusion of the woman faded away just as the rune on one of her steel bracers darkened. Pulling the poor girl close to her the woman smiled.

"Sorry for making you go through that so long. I needed the illusion to distract him while I made my way around. What's your name?"

"Christine..." The girl panted out as she relaxed. She may not have wanted it, but the vampire had gotten her body worked up. She could almost feel his hand on her breast, squeezing and rubbing...Christine's eyes flew open to find her savior doing just that. A blush crept onto her face as the woman began planting small kisses up her neck. The girl squirmed in embarrassment.

"M..miss...."

"Kara." The woman said after a long lick and lowering Christine onto the ground.

"Kara. What are you doing?"

Kara smiled as she lifted up the skirt and cupped Christine's pussy with her free hand. The other was still busy working her breasts, pinching her nipples playfully as Christine gasped. Unlike the rough treatment of the vampires, the violet eyed woman was more tender and teasing on her. Kara leaned in and nibbled at her lower lip. Christine started moaning softly under Kara's touch.

"Just easing the tension. Vampires are like animals that take what they want. A hot little thing like you should get more. Besides, think of it as my reward for saving you."

With that Kara slipped two fingers into Christine's pussy. The village girl's moans became muffled as Kara brought her into a kiss. Christine was in heaven right now as the digits moved in and out of her wet opening. Kara was the most skilled person she had ever had, far better than the clumsy hands of her village lovers. The two continued to kiss as Kara fingered her into an orgasm. Now completely worn out from her sex filled night, the girl slowly faded into sleep.

Kara wiped Christine's juices off her hands before lifting the girl up. She was sort of disappointed that Christine had dozed off before Kara could get her own release; damn vampires had worn down the poor girl.

"Was that really needed, Kara?" The warrior turned around to grin at the white haired young woman who was walking up to her. The newcomer wore the white monk's robe that marked her a servant of Luna, Goddess of the Moon. The white hair that framed her dark eyes was itself a sign that the moon deity had chosen her as one of her most powerful servants. Caren Strun had never told Kara was her hair color was before the blessing, and she did not intend to. The silver crescent moon dangling from her neck shone in the light of the real thing.

Kara shrugged as she glanced down at the sleeping Christine was a bit of lingering hunger, "I couldn't let her body be ravaged by those idiots. I had to make sure it was alright."

"Right." Kara knew Caren didn't buy it, she never did. But the monk had learned a long time ago that she could not stop Kara when she was horny. It was like fighting a dragon with a piece of cotton. So she just took the girl from Kara and looked her over.

"A simple spell can repair the clothing; I will leave a note suggesting that she not tell anyone about tonight. With luck we can keep our prey from learning about these two dying long enough to take them by surprise."

Kara nodded and began making her way over to the nearest building. Taking a deep breath she jumped up and grabbed the edge of the roof and lifted herself up, "Meet you back at the inn then. Oh right, she might have some dust 'up there' from tonight. Better check it."

"What!" Caren looked up to yell at Kara, but found nothing on the roof but snow. Damn that woman to hell.

-

What happened to Christine was not uncommon in the northern lands of Haron. A region of cold, ice, mountains, and snow, Haron was home to beings both natural and supernatural that are not found in the deserts of Sabacc or the plains of Solan. Cryomancer mages, werewolves, dread wolves, and frost dragons were some examples. Chief among all of them were the vampires. Near immortal monsters that lived off the blood of the living, vampires had been a menace to the people of Haron since before the old kingdom had broken. With not King and the land ruled by many warlords and chiefs the problem had only gotten worse over the centuries. They took what they wanted and killed who they wanted. Which was, ironically, how the black haired woman walking on the rooftops of the village came to be feared by them.

Kara had only been eight when her family had been part of a caravan heading through the mountains to Stormhold. A party of vampires fell on them, with Kara being on the only survivors by chance. She had been held down and forced to watch as her father was killed and her mother raped before the rising sun drove the monsters away. She had sworn to wipe out the vampire race in its entirety.

Kara was twenty five now, and while she was still a long way from her goal, the vampires knew who she was. Kara the Huntress they called her, the beautiful human that wiped out a force of fifty vampires and slew their Vampire Lord. The rapier she used, Bloodbane, was once that Lord's weapon. Its tip dealt instant death so long as it pierced the heart. And so here she was, looking for the group of vampires that the two she killed came from. Word had reached her that vampires had been hunting in this area more than usual for weeks now. She could not let that slide, so she had come to dust all the bastards. But first, she thought as her stomach growled, she needed food. Jared had better have gotten them a room.

-

"You put far too little faith in me, Kara." Jared Baxt turned the page of his book as the two sat in the inn. Unlike the muscular man, who only had a cup of tea, Kara was tearing into a cut of meat and gulping down ale. To strangers, it looked like the man dressed in hide clothing should be acting like a barbarian. They clearly did not know Kara. Swallowing it with a sigh, Kara shrugged.

"Well you did fail to get us that room in Iceport."

"Because you would not even apologize for having sex with the owner's son in the stables." Jared's tone was as even as Kara's smirk was devious.

"He came on to me, remember? Besides, how was I supposed to know he was getting married? I can't read minds Jared."

Like Caren, Jared had learned it was rare to win with Kara. Or, Jared had learned before Caren did. Kara and Jared were childhood friends, his family had taken her in after she lost her parents. While Kara had always been fiery and free willed, their deaths gave her a reason to focus those emotions into killing vampires. Jared had joined her after choosing not to become a monk of Jar, the God of Knowledge. Though he never said it to her, Jared found the skills he had learned studying to be more useful helping Kara than recording it in some library. The two have a loose sexual relationship, which meant whenever Kara could convince her friend into screwing her. In his own way, the calm and studious man was almost as impossible as Kara with that.

"You could have asked what the ring on his finger meant, perhaps?" Caren slumped into the empty chair of their table with a sigh.

Kara waved off the comment as she gulped down some more ale, "Ignorance is bliss. He wanted my pussy, I wanted his cock. No need to muddle the situation with other things. Of course, it could have been avoided if SOME people had just relieved my needs."

Jared simply turned another page while Caren blushed. Only a year younger then Kara and the Luna Monk had had far less sexual relations then the Huntress. She had met Kara and Jared while trying to drive some bandits from a village. They had taken her hostage and tied her up for their pleasure later. Kara had arrived and killed them and, much like with Christine, had her own way with Caren before releasing her. As Kara later claimed, Caren had an amazing body under that monk's robe. She had been outraged at the treatment, but after learning from Jared that this perverted woman was the Huntress herself she decided to stay with them. For all her character flaws, Kara was very devoted to her job and Caren had helped kill many monsters. She absolutely refused to sleep with Kara; Luna knows what would happen to her next.

"So, Christine all right?"

"Yes, safe in her room with unknowing parents. We should not rely on her ability to stay quiet though."

Jared nodded and sipped his tea, "We have the general location of the next down. If we set out in the morning, we should find them with plenty of sunlight to spare."

Kara crossed her legs and stretched, well aware of the looks the men in the inn gave her as her long legs fell out of the skirt opening or as her large breasts pushed against the bodice. She enjoyed the attention; it meant she had plenty of choices for tomorrow night's victory sex if Jared wasn't up to it. But that came second on her mind. The hunt came first. With the sun out she could find the monsters in their hole with no room to escape. Just the thought of it made her caress the hilt of Bloodbane in anticipation.

"Agreed then. Well I best get some rest then."

"Rest?" Jared asked with a raised brow as Kara stood and finished off her ale.

"Well, first I think I'll finger myself into sleep. Unless anyone here wants to help?" Jared shook his head and Caren shot her a mortified glare. Shrugging, Kara strode up the stairs to their room.

-

The three were up and walking through the snow covered forest as soon as the sun lit up the sky. Days in the northern lands could be short, and they had a job to do. Caren and Jared combed the ground as Kara flitted from tree to tree for her prey. Vampires were both a clever and obvious race as a whole. At night they stalked the land, fearing only the most dangerous hunters such as the dragons and hunters like Kara. But their true enemy was the sun; its rays meant a slow and burning death. Only the Vampire Lords, the oldest and most powerful vampires, were the exception. Besides having regained a true human appearance and great power, the Lords could walk in sunlight with only a drop in their power. But the Lords were few and for the most part stayed in their mountain castles. No Vampire Lord would lower himself to being in a cave and preying on a tiny village. So Kara only had to look for signs that someone had tried to block out the sun. She soon spotted such a sign as a cave came into view. The entrance was been hastily covered in foliage to keep out the morning rays. Vampires, clever at night but painfully obvious in the day.

Kara leapt down from her tree and glanced around. She was supposed to go and find Jared and Caren, let them know the nest was here and storm the place. But that would take too long, the forest was huge and they could be anywhere. Kara drew out a silver throwing knife and dug it into the bark of a tree. If they passed by before she was done, they would see it and join the fun. She drew Bloodbane and walked up to the cave. Brushing aside the foliage, she crept into the cave and made her way deeper. These vampires were really clueless; this cave seemed deep enough to have plenty of darkness away from the sun. That barrier was more of a signal to their presence than a bloodstained snow pile. Must be newly turned if they made such a mistake. Another idea came to Kara just as something broke close to her. As she coughed on the gas, her last thoughts before passing out were that maybe it was a trap.

Kara opened her eyes and growled in annoyance. It was a trap, way to go Kara. The cave was dimly lit by a few candles scattered around, but she could see them just fine. The three vampires that stood around her were more advanced than she though, more than the two from last night. Their grey skin had begun to fade into a pale color similar to humans, and their eyes had gained the faintest flicker of the glow that vampires developed as they aged. Their strong bodies and large, erect manhoods were also on display since none of them had clothes on. A quick pull of her arms told her that they were bound behind her back. Bloodbane, the throwing knives, and her runed bracers were too one side of the cave, well beyond her reach. She had a pretty good idea were this was going.

"Three naked vampire men in a cave. Guess I know how you guys pass the days."

The monsters hissed in disgust before stepped forward, "And one bound and helpless human that could not smell a trap. I cannot guess how you are called the Huntress."

Still trying to loosen the rope binding her arms, she smirked at him, "Oh, you know me? I guess the mountain of dust I could make out of your dead friends does earn me some reputation."

One of the other vampires snarled and stepped up to strike her, but the leader held up his hand, "You have a sharp tongue human, I wonder how it will be filled with our meat."
Looks like she was right. Maybe she should have brought Caren and Jared after all. "What, you guys not doing it for eachother anymore?"

The leader had apparently had enough of her insults. Grabbing her long black hair, he pulled Kara up to his member. When she did not open her mouth he only twisted her hair around. Finally the pain built up and Kara gasped in pain. The lead vampire shoved his cock into her mouth and began rocking his hips. Kara had, in her line of work, had to take quite a few vampire dicks before. As she had learned, those cocks only get bigger as the vampire ages. Some sick joke by whatever it is that spawned vampirism. As the vampire gripped her head and forced it down on his cock, she could guess he was a fairly old one. Soon he had his hips and her mouth moving in rhythm as he face fucked her. Kara was breathing through her nose to help keep her face as neutral as possible. The vampire groaned in pleasure as he pushed more of his cock into her mouth, she was amazing. Feeling that he was coming close, he picked up the pace. Once he was as far into her as he could go he climaxed. Kara made gagging noises into his cock as vampire cum filled her mouth. A squeeze on the head told her the way out and she swallowed as much as she could. Satisfied, the vampire pulled out of her mouth and pushed her onto the ground. As Kara gasped for breath the leader stroked his still hard member.

"Well Huntress, how was that?"

Taking a deep breath, Kara spit some leftover cum at his foot, "I've had better."

The leader clenched his fist before sneering, "Yes, I bet Lord Andre showed you a very good time before you somehow managed to kill him."

Kara shrugged the best she could, offering him an arrogant smirk, "He wasn't bad, shame he was even worst at fighting as he was at sex. Might still be what you things consider alive."

"Insolent little....." The lead vampire nodded to the others, who fell on her eagerly. One of them rolled her on her back and focused her legs open. The other knelt down by her face and forced his dick into her mouth just as the other pushed aside her black panties. Kara could feel his member parting her entrance teasingly before pushing into her. The two vampires began moving together, the cock in her mouth pumping after every thrust into her pussy. Together they loosened her bodice and pulled open her robe to gawk and grope her bare breasts. The lead vampire seemed to like this enough to straddle her stomach and press her breasts against his cock.

"Look at his, the mighty Huntress being fucked like some common whore!"

Kara did not have much to say to this; since the large cock in her mouth only let muffled moans come out. If Kara had to say what her weakness was, it was her sex drive. She hated vampires with a passion, but her other passion was ecstatic as her pussy was drilled by an equally big cock. Besides, she had been in this situation before. She would get out of this eventually; best to let the sex drive take over. Her legs wrapped around the vampire fucking her and pushed him against her, urging his cock deeper into her wet pussy. The vampire happily answered with deep and fast thrusts that made her moan loudly into his friend. Her tongue began sliding and wrapping around his cock, sucking it eagerly as he groaned in pleasure. The lead vampire was on his own, but seemed content with rubbing her tits as her breasts encased his thrusting rod. With a willing woman it didn't take long for them to reach their limit. The leader came first, rubbing her breasts against his rod until he pulled off and came on her breasts and collarbone. Moments later the second vampire filled her mouth for the second time that night, forcing her to swallow it as well. Vampire cum had a noticeable taste Kara could only describe as 'dusty'. While the other two fell away the third one wasn't done yet. He had his cock buried in the pussy of the Huntress and he wanted to make it count. Lifting her hips up he renewed his movement and thrust deeper into her. With her mouth free Kara moaned loudly as she rocked her hip against him in frenzy. If nothing else the stamina and size of a vampire were good for something. The vampire made sure he was buried in her pussy before he came. The feeling of him filling her up with cum sent Kara into her own load orgasm as her pussy squeezed all the seed out of his cock. The vampire pulled out of her with a grunt and lay on the floor.

Sitting up, the lead vampire lilted her face toward him, "How was that, slut?"

"Still had better. Andre at least had some technique." Truthfully it wasn't that bad. Her well fucked pussy rarely felt this good, but she wouldn't tell her prey that.

The vampire snarled and stood up, "Your arrogance is misplaced. But the day is still young, and we will have hours to fuck it out of you before nightfall."

She did not show it, but Kara had picked something up in that sentence. Why were they keeping her alive? Sure this was not new to her by any stretch. Every vampire that got lucky and caught her, without fail, decided to have sex with her. Some pride thing she supposed. But they all intended to kill her, as the killing of a Vampire Lord required. The moment she killed Andre she had a death sentence on her among the bloodsuckers. Why were these guys waiting for nightfall and what then? Well, she figured at least one would have to be kept alive to tell her. Kara was about to say so when the cave lit up with silver light. A barrage of silver arrows struck the vampires with holy energy. Almost instantly the three turned to dust and scattered across the floor. Looking up from her place on the ground, Kara smiled as Caren walked up, her arm still up and amulet glowing from her magic. Jared was close behind, scanning the room for any survivors. Instead they found Kara on the ground, bound, and covered in vampire cum.

"So, who wants to cut me loose?"

-

By the time Kara returned to the cave from her dip in the river, Jared has searched the place for clues. The two had been looking for her when they spotted the silver knife and heard the sounds of sex from the cave. Once free, Kara had thanked the two for their assistance and left them so she could clean the mess off her. Like Kara, Jared did not believe that the vampires had acted alone, this was a set up. As Kara retrieved her equipment, Jared grunted in satisfaction.

"A letter." He said as he held up a yellowed piece of paper. Opening it he quickly looked over the message and whistled.

"What?" Caren stepped closer, silently marveling as always that Kara recovered so quickly from such a shameful experience. Kara had once claimed that it was years of practice, the moon servant could be the same if she wanted practice.

"Orders for the five of them. Step up their activities in the area and draw the Huntress. Capture her and bring her alive to Castle Narkin. Says they can do whatever they want with her body, but not to kill or turn her."

"Narkin?" Caren had never heard of it, and Jared shook his head as well. They both turned to a slightly wide-eyed Kara, "You know the name?"

"Yea, it's a castle on the northern coast. Way past the mountains and civilized land. Home of Vampire Lord Narkin."

"Never heard of him, and my time with Jar offered a lot on the Lords."

"Supposed to be the very definition of the word recluse. No one has apparently seen him in centuries. He would probably be the most powerful Lord if he actually did something."

Caren looked over the note, "Why is he so interested in you then?"

Kara shrugged, "I have killed a lot of vampires, including a Lord. Might have known a few of them. Well, let's head back to town and get ready then."

Caren raised a brow at the rather easy announcement, "Ready?"

"Yep. We have a long trip if we are going to reach Castle Narkin before we die."

-

The whole trip back was Caren and Kara arguing. As usual the monk was saying that they had no information at all on Narkin, how to reach a point of Haron that almost no one visited anymore, or even how to make it through the mountains. Kara remained firm in the fact that Narkin was a Vampire Lord, he was very dangerous regardless of his lack of action, and that the Huntress was not going to let some bloodsucking relic of a man get away with having his men rape her. Comments from Jared that she had gone in on her own and that she had gotten into the rape were brushed aside.

It was getting dark by the time they returned to the inn. Caren had split off, saying she was going to look into their journey. She had done this often enough that Kara stopped wondering about it. As Kara and Jared relaxed in their room, she had other things on her mind. Jared lay on his bed and was busy looking over one of his maps when the sound of something hitting the floor made him look up. Kara had undone her bodice and was now pulling off her boots. He knew where this was going, her violet eyes danced with lust as she tossed her boots aside.

"Really?"

Kara shrugged and slid out of her robe before walking up to him. Jared never failed to admire the sight of Kara's naked body. If he had to say it, he had a thing for large breasts. Having watched Kara grow from a flat little girl to an ample woman was one reason he stuck around when her less flattering traits came out.

"Jar's sake, Kara. Didn't you just get filled up today?"

Kara slid onto the bed and straddled him, letting him feel her naked pussy against his pants. Unsurprisingly, she was already wet.

"Didn't mean it satisfied me. My body might like any big cock that gets shoved in it, but I prefer a nice warm one then some ashy monster. Besides..." Kara unbuttoned his pants and fished out his dick. It may not match up to some vampires, but Jared's package was one of the biggest human ones she had, "We haven't done it in weeks."

Jared shrugged, but did not stop her as she stroked his length, "I don't have the near constant libido you do." Partly true. It was impossible to deny that Kara was a fine female, but he felt slightly uncomfortable having sex with his childhood friend. Plus Kara tended to have a dominating aspect during sex that had earned Caren's displeasure. Mostly, he just did not have the same interest in sex that Kara did. He preferred his books and studies.

"Too bad for you I know how to get you in the mood." As usual Jared offered no protest; he figured it wasn't going to change anything. Instead he watched as Kara sandwiched his dick between her breasts. Oh yes, she knew his little fetish very well. If he remembered right, it was one of the main reasons he agreed to sleep with her. Kara felt him twitch in anticipation as she moved her bust up and down his rod, already enjoying the feeling of his warm cock against her skin then that lifeless vampire. She smothered his dick for a while before pressing her breasts against his base and swirling her tongue around his head. Jared groaned from the not entirely bad feeling of her breasts against his balls. By now Kara had taken his dick into her mouth and was bobbing restlessly. Damn this woman knew what to do. As he felt the pressure building up Jared tapped her head as a signal. Kara let go of his cock and sat up before slowly lowering herself onto him. Once his head was in her, Kara pushed down and buried his cock into her pussy with a load moan, one shared by Jared as she moved up and down. Despite his many issues with their sexual relationship, Jared loved the sight of Kara impaled on his cock and bouncing and down. Well, the sight of her breasts moving more than anything.

Kara was worn out from her time with the vampires and Jared did not have much stamina for Kara's rough sex, so they reached their point quickly.

"Kara..."

The Huntress got the message and climbed off him before leaning back down and blowing him again. It only look a few moments with her tongue to make Jared burst. As Kara gulped up his cum, an open fetish she developed on her first romp with Jared, she fingered herself into her own climax.

Glowing with satisfaction Kara crawled up and lay beside Jared. Jared fixed his pants before finding the Huntress asleep at last. She always seemed the most peaceful as she slept, a softness Jared rarely saw since she lost her parents. Her single minded hatred for vampires saw to that. But at least he had helped her find some peace in his own way. That should keep her quiet for the night at least. His duty to his friend done, Jared went back to his maps. Haron was a large land and the castle was at the most northern tip. Jar help them all.

-

Caren figured that Kara was jumping Jared's bones right now. Impossible woman, how on earth could she still think about sex after being violated by vampires? The Huntress was the most unpredictable being the monk had ever known. Yet here she sat in the snow, working to help Kara. The moon was casting its cold and pure light down on the forest, a sign of Luna's favor to the north. Casting Kara out of her mind, Caren grasped her amulet and prayed.

"Divine Luna, Goddess of the Moon, Guardian of the Night. Shine your rays down on your servant, and guide me to our goal. The world bathes in the light of the moon, show me the path to banishing evil from the night."

A prayer of sight, asking Luna aid the person to find a path from a Goddess who illuminated every path on earth. As a full cleric of Luna, Caren's prayers meant more than a common mortal. Even more so with her company. For reasons Caren would never understand, Luna seemed to favor Kara. It was the only way to explain the Huntress' good luck while working at night. Vampires were supreme at that time, but while Kara seemed to get fucked by her prey a lot, she still ended up slaying them. Caren believed that Luna would look favorably on Kara's insane quest to kill Narkin.

The vision that hit her proved her right. The forest vanished in a flash of silver light. The blinding light condensed under she could make out a cuirass, a flawless silver cuirass engraved with ancient symbols. The cuirass sunk into a lake lighted by moonlight. Caren's vision extended into the large cavern the lake was center off. Then she rose up, through the hole into foreign open temple. She recognized symbols of Luna, showing this place to be a temple to the moon. She rose higher, up into the air. The temple became a speck in a great forest in eastern Haron. Caren recognized the forest and groaned as the vision ended.

As Caren lay in the snow, reeling from the vision, she groaned in annoyance again. Elves. The forest of the Snow Elves. They had to travel to the land of those arrogant, conservative, and stuck up elves. With the prideful, shameless, and very loose Kara. Luna help them all.