Fitz stared at the woman with no remorse.
"Your used up snatch is slacking off so it's getting punished."
He was a young man with a tan skin and a lean build. He had a huge scar diagonally traced from his left pec to the last of his 8-pac abs.
His black hair flowed down to his shoulders and his blue eyes stared into the soul of the girl laid bare under him.
The blonde girl shut her grey eyes, gritted her teeth, and moaned loudly. She was currently the victim of his protruding 9-inch cock. Her eyes watered as she gripped the grey and white patterned sheets under her.
She writhed in pleasure every time Fitz's dick made its re-entry into her tight cunt – her defences broken by this monstrous siege ram hitting her cervix threatening to invade her womb.
"Baby please, I need it. I need that massive cock inside me noooowwww!" the older blonde howled as a gush of juices spraying her stomach, his arm, and the sheets under.
The blonde girl writhed under him, he felt a tight grip around his penis which caused him to pull his fingers out of the woman and wrap his arms around the girl tightly.
Increasing his pace, he pounded her – raising her hips upwards and slamming her back down repeatedly.
She wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails in his back drawing blood.
This action pushed him over the edge causing him to growl loudly. He heard his ribs snapping and his skin tearing.
Her eye opened, the pupils dilating, and its colour changed to bright amber – fangs grew from her teeth as her moans turned into a howl.
The pain was the last straw, he gritted his teeth and released his essence deep inside her as she convulsed and shook wildly under him.
"I'm cumming. Take all my load, you fucking bitch!"he roared.
He was inside her until her claws and fangs retracted. She passed out under him – chest heaving, her fingers stained red with blood.
The damage she did to his body began to heal as he turned to the woman who was already laid horizontally facing him and spreading her pussy lips that was opening and closing like a machine designed for milking.
"Your turn!"
He grinned and grabbed her leg, wild sparks in his eyes. He was about to insert his dick when the door sprang open revealing a man with a deadpan expression.
Fitz made a sharp spin facing the door, a gun appeared out of thin air and into his hand pointed at the intruder who dared to intrude into his room.
His eyes widened.
"Gerald?! What the fuck are you doing here around this hour?" he said.
Gerald's eyes wandered – at him, then the two beautiful women laid out on the bed. He walked in without uttering a word, then he sat on a chair at the corner and motioned for the two women to leave. The older woman quickly stood and picked up the white sheet, the night gowns and the girl who was still unconscious, on her shoulder. Then left the room and locked the door behind her.
"Why you gotta kill my flow?" Fitz complained.
A knife whisked across the air and stabbed the bed right under his hanging dick. He froze as his member quickly shrunk, retreating at the sight of danger.
A corner of Gerald's lips curled up to a smirk.
"An ogre and a werewolf. Not bad... Put that thing away, we've got work."
Fitz took the bed sheets and wiped his dick and body with the dry parts as he spoke.
"Another raid?"
Gerald gave him an indifferent look but was thinking 'What a disgusting prick'.
"No, there seem to be some kind of harrowing creature taking women in The Trunic forest."
"Just women?"
Gerald scoffed.
"No? But nothing else matters to me…"
Fitz nodded as he put on his pants.
"That makes sense."
The surrounding forest Gerald and James had come from was a vast and harrowing place known as The Trunic forest. It was spread far behind the city walls but just a few metres in front of the city gates which Gerald and James had come from. It was home to both fantastic creatures and mundane beasts. Some edible and some poisonous…
'The poisonous ones are the tastiest though'.
Fitz finished dressing up and gave him a suspicious look.
"I hope it's a Heatghost so I can watch you die while eating what you are not supposed to," he remarked with a smile and tossed the knife back to Gerald who caught it.
Gerald rolled his eyes, stood up and smiled.
"I fucked a Heatghost once – surprisingly delicious."
"Lies… your cock would've been boiled enough to eat."
They both laughed.
Gerald turned the chair around to the table and spread a map across it. The map contained six cities, forest, lakes, rivers and on ocean encompassing the whole expanse. Killedge stood south-west of the map and was the smallest compared to the six.
He pointed at a spot in the forest behind the city.
"This is where the disappearances happened. The farmers planted Futlob vegetables there because that's the only place they grow and one of Killedge's main exports to the other cities. If we find whatever was doing this, we get 500 gold moonstones."
Fitz's eyes widened as he walked closer to the map.
"500? That's 100 nights of whores to fuck!"
"That math isn't right but alright. Anyway, the Lead Protector also hired other people, so we must move quickly…," he paused for a moment, then continued "…which is why we're leaving after you take a freaking shower."
Fitz narrowed his eyes and scoffed.
"I smell fine. Let's go."
Gerald stood up frantically.
"Hell to the no! I need to get the Leave permit, so you better be smelling like an Elf's bum by the time I return... And use a healing potion."
He walked out the door and slammed it shut.