Senya stared across at the two blonde women, who had joined one another on the couch closest to the kitchen area. They smiled at him, pursing their lips and blowing him kisses. They were Thriae. Thriae were, as Senya understood it, wasp-themed fey women that produced a dangerous substance simply called "honey" (he'd often wondered why they weren't more bee-...
Jerrod was, by most measures, quite a brawny man. The stockman had built up his strength helping the ship's brimstone mage roll around barrels and get the pipes set up. Helping mages kill people was good exercise. He'd never been much of a warrior, really—he could hold his own, as could any pirate who faced regular resistance, but he'd mostly been in charge...
"Would my strong and powerful Master like to be let down now?" the alraune asked sweetly. "Y... yes!" Senya gasped, writhing in midair as the green-skinned woman ran her finger along his rigid shaft, her ruby-red lips curving up in a smile. The blossom-covered vines of the nectar-filled pink flower she inhabited were wrapped firmly around his ankles and arm...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Gerrim strolled down the busy dusty road of Skarrivan, sidling around clanking tinker's carts and dancing musicians without even breaking his stride. Though his pace was springy and cheerful, his back ached from a long, long day's walk—and a very heavy backpack. He was very...
Choosing to heighten her sense of touch had been a bad idea—a very, very bad idea. But when she'd chosen it, Yathi hadn't counted on being trapped in such close quarters. Or on how soft and smooth Ia's skin felt. Yathi could feel Ia's shallow breaths on her neck as the two knights huddled in the alcove, crammed behind the curtain. She prayed that the curta...
"Ooh, poor little cutie!" The little dryad's eyes sparkled with glee. "I bet you just can't even keep standing anymore, can you? Can you?" "Nn..." Salvin felt his legs quaking beneath him. He fought to keep hold, fought to resist, but how could he? His mind was melting with sheer... agreement. Of course he couldn't keep standing. Coryl knew best. She gave...
Senya's eyes were lost in green. His cries were muffled by the plush lips on his. His cock was bathed in pleasure. His ears were full of soft, happy whispers from all along him. And the moans from his lamia pet—or was she his lamia owner? He could no longer tell the difference. She probably could, though. His mind was obedient. Because he was a good pet. T...
The tailor's face was glowing like a late-night fireplace as they waved to Larya. "Goodbye, Miss!" they called. "And if—if that dress, um, doesn't fit well, or you ever have need of another, you're always welcome to drop by again for another fitting!" Larya beamed up at the tailor as she hopped off the porch of their little shop. "I know," she said with a w...
Author's Note: So yeah, I'm still alive. Reports of my demise have been greatly under exaggerated. Me tripping off the curb and getting hit by an Alp driving a Smart Car? Really guys? Anyway I'm back, I'm on pills, yay. This chapters 20k+ words, longest I've written. Wanna throw a big special thank you out to Moongrim for his collaboration in the scenes wi...
All around, there was water. Water and fog. So... a lot of water. A lot of water. Alrek yawned and drew the oar back, dragging his little dinghy along in a lake that seemed to resist any motion he attempted across it. Fog rolled over his body and soaked his cloak in the chilly night air—and that cloak, and a pair of trousers, were all he was wearing. All he...