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Chapter Two
Meloriana
blinked lazily as she roused from her stupor. She drowsily looked around the
room and saw as many naked bodies about as there had been when she passed out,
but now several more of them were lounging on the pillows and blankets around
the room. There were still some blood elves engaged in sexual acts but there
was an obviously lower energy level in the room.
Meloriana
glanced at a few unconscious women who were oblivious to the men still touching
their naked bodies, often groping or fingering while stroking their own cocks. In
some cases, the men were still plunging their erect members into the soft wet
folds of mana-drunk sleeping blood elf girls. Meloriana watched these
spectacles with great interest; she never thought much of it but they were often
among her favorite parts of these parties. It aroused her immensely, even
though she was still quite exhausted and hadn’t yet recovered from her many
orgasms that had ultimately led to her collapse. She wondered if any men had
taken advantage of her state while she was unconscious; she must have been out
for at least two or three hours.
She stood
up a little bit unsteadily and noted with a certain satisfaction that her body
was now clean of all the cum she had been covered in when she’d gone to sleep. She
took another survey of the room, this time scanning for men who were in the
same state as the passed out women who were being taken advantage of. Finding a
suitable candidate, she sauntered between the couples still making love, the servants
attending to various guests, and the women whose bodies were now being used for
the pleasure of the men with sturdier constitutions.
Meloriana
stepped over the sleeping form of a moderately attractive girl to the man
napping just beyond her. Meloriana knelt beside him and began tracing a finger
along his body. She dragged a finger lightly to the limp member between his
legs and began to touch and fondle it. She lowered her head down to his lap and
began to drag her tongue along the length of his cock, moving her hand further
down to cup his balls.
After a few
moments of working diligently, she managed to bring the sleeping man’s cock
fully to attention. Satisfied, she swung a leg over and mounted him, sliding
completely down on his cock. She laid down across his body and wrapped her arms
around him and pressed her lips to his. Meloriana loved the feeling of the cock
deep in her pussy but was far too exhausted to put the necessary effort into
riding it. And she’d had far too many mana-induced orgasms before passing out
to be ready for more. She drained a fair amount of mana from him in this
position and before long rose from the body of the sleeping blood elf.
She wasn’t
really sure where to go next. Considering the state most of the party goers
were in, it was unlikely that another man would come seeking access to her body.
She looked around the room once again, and this time her eyes rested on the
draenei. Who was now being tormented by three blood elf women.
A blonde woman
was standing and holding the draenei’s arms behind her back while the other two
were actively involved in molesting the creature. The draenei was on her knees
with her face currently being forced between the legs of a raven haired blood
elf woman sitting on the floor in front of her. The blood elf was pulling hard
on the back of the draenei’s head, whose face was being mashed so tightly into
the pussy of the elf that she could not possibly be licking it effectively. The
blood elf appeared to be burying her face there just for the sake of forcing
her into a compromising position. Though the draenei was still apparently
making the effort to please her, to some success. The third woman, a brunette, had positioned herself behind the
draenei and was now thrusting one of the mana crystal dildos into the
creature’s pussy.
The women
acknowledged Meloriana as she approached, looking at her and smiling before
resuming their fun. Meloriana studied the draenei; every now and then she would
pull her face from between the legs of the black -haired blood elf and
Meloriana saw her eyes were still puffy and her cheeks were tear-stained. However
she was no longer crying.
Meloriana
decided to do something about that. She leaned over the brunette blood elf and
touched her cheek gingerly. The woman turned to look at her and slowed her
thrusts of the toy. Meloriana reached out and slowly began to take the toy; the
other woman removed her hands to allow her. Meloriana took the toy and
inspected it a moment. It was slick with female arousal, but Meloriana doubted
this much moisture could have come from the miserable creature. She decided the
women must have been having some fun with it previously. At any rate it would
do. So, while not quite as quickly and brutally as the man she witnessed
earlier, she did not move at a comfortable pace when she forced the entire
length of the toy into the ass of the draenei, burying it almost completely in
her.
The draenei
sobbed and cried out loudly when the toy was forced roughly into her ass. The
cries were quickly muffled as the black haired elf forced the exotic female’s face
into her pussy once again. Meloriana pulled her hand away allowing the brunette
to take over again playing with the toy. Meloriana stayed to watch for a while
as the woman continued to anally rape the draenei. It aroused her immensely,
but she was still not feeling up to attempting another orgasm. She sighed and
decided it was probably about time for her to return home. She would have to go
find a party favor.
She thought
for a moment before decided to traipse out to the gardens. She wandered through
the large open doors and was pleased to see many blood elves still enjoying
each other’s company. Most of the party goers had taken to the great hall as
they tired themselves out on the pillows and blankets. The more sexually
energetic of the elves remained in the outer rooms fucking long into the night.
The garden was full of loud moans and squeals. Several women were either on all
fours out in the grass or on their backs enjoying the presence of elven men.
The sound
of sex that permeated the garden pleased Meloriana greatly, it was far more
active out here and this returned a little of her lost energy. The leisurely
pace of the great hall had brought down her mood, the still wildly erotic
sounds and sights of the garden put her in a much better state of mind for the
task at hand.
Meloriana
casually made her way to the pool and for a moment observed the sex that was
occurring there. A few couples floating about the waters while having sex, in
one case in particular, she saw a pair of men carefully making love at one end
of the pool. But what held her attention for awhile was a group of four blood
elf men standing in a circle in the pool and in the arms of one of these men
was a slender lady bouncing happily on his cock and moaning.
The man
fucked the girl for a minute or two then, much to Meloriana’s surprise, lifted
her off his cock and passed her across the circle to the man opposite him. This
man held her by her hips and lifted them to the surface of the water and he
lowered his face to it and once positioned he began to lap away at her pussy as
she floated in the water. This continued for several passes, Meloriana found
herself sitting on the edge of the pool idly stroking her clit watching intently.
The men would toy with the girl for a few minutes then pass her on to another
eager cock.
After she
was handed off again, her new host slid her carefully on to the length of his
cock and bounced her up and down vigorously. She had one hand back to steady
herself against him but let one drift beneath the surface of the water and
began rubbing her clit. She had been so pleasured since these men had taken it
upon themselves to fuck her, she could last no longer. She began screaming
loudly as she came on the man’s cock, and he did not slow his pace and fucked
her through her orgasm. She noticeably drooped as she finished but still the
man was not done.
He lifted
her now limp body off his cock and passed her to the man on his left.
“No…” The woman tried weakly and made an incredibly passive
gesture to try and push away.
Needless to
say, this failed to dissuade the men from continuing to use her body. They
continued passing her limp frame between them, touching her however they
pleased and thrusting their cocks into her pussy. This aroused Meloriana even
further, her pussy grew a little wetter knowing that this was against the elf’s
will. Even if to such a minor extent.
She
continued watching for a little longer but when a man approached at the edge of
the pool she quickly turned to face him. She was delighted to find Amadore
smiling at her and from her sitting position swung her legs around behind her
so that she was laying at the edge of the pool so that her breasts and arms
hung over the edge into it.
“Enjoying
yourself, Milady?” Amadore asked playfully as he waded over to her with a
blonde haired girl in tow. As he parked himself at the edge of the pool to
share Meloriana’s company, the blonde girl clung to him and began to grind her
body sensually against him in an attempt to regain his attention from this
interloper.
“Much more
now that you have arrived.” She smiled at him. “I had been hoping to find you
again.”
“Is that
so?” Amadore smirked victoriously, obviously proud, while his companion slowly
slid her body under the water behind him. From the expression on his face,
Meloriana had a few guesses at what this girl was doing to regain control of
his cock. But Meloriana had no peers in the art of seduction, she edged further
off the lip around the pool. Her tits were now hanging into the water, her
nipples just barely dipping into the pool. She reached out with one hand and
touched Amadore’s cheek, bringing him closer and his lips to hers. With her
other hand she reached far under the water and with a gentle but firm grasp
took hold of his cock.
They embraced
for fair amount of time, kissing and touching So long in fact, that Amadore’s
previous consort had to come up for air and in frustration left them to seek
other endeavors. Amadore pulled himself out of the pool and Meloriana stood up
with him. They embraced again and continued to kiss sensually. She felt his
hard cock pressing against her stomach and let her hands wander over his body.
After a few moments of this, Meloriana felt a hand far too delicate to be
Amadore’s touch her rear. It prodded hard against the small opening between her
buttocks then firmly squeezed one before leaving.
Meloriana
turned to see the brunette blood elf who had been manipulating the toy when she
had watched the draenei being raped. The girl smiled warmly at her as she
looked over her shoulder while continuing to walk past Meloriana on the arm of
none other then Julien. Julien gave a small wave over his shoulder without
looking back.
“My, it
seems like you have had some fun this evening,” Amadore spoke softly when she
turned back to him.
“I try to
make these parties worth the trip.”
Amadore
pressed his forehead to hers and nearly whispered “I was thinking it was about
time I called it a night. Would you care to join me?” Meloriana flashed a
smile.
“That would
be lovely.” She whispered back.
Without
warning Amadore scooped her up in his arms.
“Then allow
me to escort you to my humble abode,” he teased.
Amadore
carried Meloriana the entire trip, he had taken time to put his own clothes
back on but had not allowed her the same luxury. It was a relatively long walk
to his home in Farstrider Square
but his strong arms held out. At this time of night they encountered few fellow
pedestrians. The ones that they did see, as well as the guards they passed,
either smiled knowingly or simply acted incredibly embarrassed and looked away.
He let her
down at the door and she resumed touching him all over his body as she had been
throughout the entire trip. He opened the door and walked in while Meloriana
ceaselessly molested him. He had been quite honest when he called it his humble
abode. It was only a few rooms, which he navigated through quite quickly to the
bedroom. Their collaborated effort made short work of Amadore’s attire and left
him naked again.
Amadore
turned to embrace Meloriana and she obliged him, kissing him deeply. She felt
him lift her up again and lay her down on the bed as he crawled on top of her. Meloriana
retreated towards the headboard and moaned softly as she twisted her naked body
around on the sheets, placing her on her stomach. She lifted her backside up as
she pulled her knees under her and wriggled it suggestively at him. Amadore
smiled and grabbed firmly on to her hips.
Meloriana
moaned and gripped the sheets as Amadore slid his cock between her wet and
waiting nether lips. Meloriana delighted in the sensation of being again filled
and loudly moaned and wailed as Amadore’s pace increased. He pulled her hips
back with every thrust forward, slapping her ass against his lap. He began
grunting as he neared his orgasm then let a small cry out when he achieved it.
Meloriana had been very close and feeling Amadore’s potent orgasm inside her,
his seed coating the walls of her pussy with large spurts, sent her over the
edge and she screamed her own release into the bed while twisting the sheets
tightly in her fists.
Meloriana
turned to Amadore as he lay down beside her and purred her satisfaction. She
slid a hand over his shoulder and down his arm, gripping it lightly when she
reached his wrist and guided his hand to her pussy. He smiled and began to
stroke the lips lightly, dragging the fingers of one hand across them and
letting his other arm drape around her body holding her. Meloriana nuzzled into
him and cooed softly to herself, and with the soothing sensation of her pussy
being stroked she drifted into a deep and sound sleep.
* * *
Several
days had passed since the party and Meloriana was feeling quite well. She got
out of bed and stretched in front of her mirror. She stood admiring the look of
her naked flesh, basking in the late morning sunlight. It was a marvelous day,
and even though she had a few errands to run she was not annoyed – in fact she
was looking forward to getting out and about. She dressed herself for comfort
today, her dark grey and red robes identifying her as a warlock over nothing
else.
She stepped
into a comfortable pair of her shoes and left the house. The first thing she
needed to do was to stop by the tailor and give him a list of various articles
of clothing and robes she needed. She also wanted to give him that tip for his
very nice work on her latest lingerie purchase. She smiled and took a brisk
walking pace toward the Bazaar.
Meloriana
strolled into Keelen’s shop with an air of importance and strode passed the two
women sewing on either side of the room. She walked into the back and down the
stairs and ignored the succubus in the center of room managing the leper gnomes
that were being used for manual labor. She walked into Keelen’s backroom where
he did most of his own important work. Keelen was bent over his work bench looking
abnormally closely at two different fabrics. Oddly, there was little else on
his desk.
Keelen
looked up when he heard her walk in and a broad smile spread across his face.
“Well,
Meloriana my dear. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“I have a
chore list for you,” she said, producing a slip of parchment from her bosom and
handing it to him. “I need to replace a few things that went… missing. As well
as prepare for a bit of a business trip soon.”
“Ah well,
of course your order will be my
priority. I will have it filled as soon as possible.”
“You are
simply marvelous, Keelen. I am not sure what I did before you.”
“Traipsed
about naked no doubt” Keelen gambled a joke as he turned back to his work
bench.
“Well, a
friend actually said your work was preferable to that a bit ago.” Meloriana
smiled. “It was quite a hit.”
“Is that so?”
Keelen turned around on his stool as he stood up. Then was caught off guard to
find Meloriana standing very close. He stood still for a moment and stared down
at her. She looked up at him and smiled her devilish smile, and her hands found
their way to the belt of his pants.
She deftly
maneuvered her fingers to undo his pants and then reached inside his breeches to
expose his rapidly growing member. Her smile broadened as she saw it and she
began to sink to her knees.
Keelen was
blushing intently; it was not his first sexual encounter with Meloriana, but
she always held all the power. She was the instigator. Meloriana wrapped both
hands around his now hard cock and tentatively licked the head. Keelen let a
hand drift to the back of her head and rested it there. Meloriana dragged her
tongue around the head and then slid the tip between her lips and began to
slowly swallow the length of his cock one centimeter at a time.
Keelen
looked down and marveled at her expertise. She looked stunning with her mouth
wrapped around his cock. She slid a little further and he wondered how she did
it. Every time he thought she couldn’t possibly take any more she swallowed a
little more of his cock. She finally reached her limit when her nose was nearly
buried in his pubic hair and she had almost his entire cock in her mouth.
Meloriana
slid back out a bit and then swallowed his length again, she repeated the
process a few times, sliding his cock down her throat. But after a bit she
began sliding more of his cock back out of her mouth, but as soon as there was
enough of the length exposed she wrapped her hand around it and then her other
one. She stroked the length of his cock with both her fists and sucked
vigorously on the head, maneuvering her tongue around the tip and trying to stimulate
the sensitive underside of the head.
She felt
Keelen’s hand tense against her head slightly and she slackened her grip on his
cock and plopped the tip out of her mouth. She licked her lips – she did enjoy
that task, if only because of the power
it granted her over the recipient, as well as the sizeable amount of mana
Keelen had just donated to her without his knowledge. But when she began
standing up she noticed his look of disappointment.
“You wanted
to see me swallow it, didn’t you?”
Keelen was
immediately embarrassed and began to madly gesture apologies and shake his head
no.
“Don’t
worry, I will.” She did intend to, but only partly for his benefit. It was
actually quite convenient. She didn’t feel like going through the rest of her
day with cum dripping down her leg, and she had business to attend to for which
it would not be prudent to have it splattered across her face or robes.
She pushed
aside the pieces of fabric he had been inspecting upon her arrival and lifted
herself onto his work bench so she was sitting on the edge of it. She began to
pull her robes up revealing to him all that lay beneath.
He
cautiously moved towards her and grabbed her legs, then leaned forward over his
desk and the exposed woman sitting on it. Meloriana leaned back on the desk and
braced herself with her arms behind her. He bowed his head down slightly so
that he could take one of her tits in his mouth. She pet his head fondly as he
sucked on her nipples and shifted his feet to position himself. He brought the
tip of his member to her wet and waiting lips.
She smiled her
familiar devilish and anticipating smile. Keelen slowly pressed forward and
forced his way inside her. Meloriana moaned as he slid in and brought her hands
to her chest and laid back fully onto the desk. She began massaging her own
breasts and relishing in that feeling she loved so much, that feeling of being
full. Keelen’s hands gripped her hips tightly and he was grunting softly as his
thrusts grew quicker.
She moaned
more and more loudly and tried to focus on Keelen. She was watching him intently
and could tell he was getting close. She reached out with one hand and touched
him on the stomach to get his attention. As he stopped she rose to sit upright
on the edge of the desk. She leaned forward to kiss him, sapping a little more
mana from him. She prolonged the kiss, and slid off the desk, then broke away
and began moving down his body, sinking to her knees. She smiled up at him one
more time while wrapping both of her hands around his length. Taking the head
in her mouth she began to work her expertise upon him once again. He made a
sharp intake of breath as she worked, making great effort to drag her tongue
across the tender area just below the head, on the underside of his cock.
Her efforts
were not wasted, Keelen gripped the back of her head tightly. He closed his
eyes and grunted loudly as he spilled his seed into her mouth. She made loud
exaggerated gulps as she swallowed it. He looked down on her with a slightly
glazed look. His grip loosened and he began petting her hair lightly. Meloriana
looked up at him and let the corners of her lips pull her pretty little mouth
into a smile yet again, it was her greatest weapon. She stood up and pressed
her body against him. Then gave him a peck on the cheek before she strolled
back out of his shop.
Meloriana
huffed sulkily and crossed her arms as she left the building, her mind turning
to the business at hand. There are only two kinds of men that Meloriana could
not wield her power over. Those were men who were truly and deeply in love or
those that were married to their work. Torian, the senior ranking warlock whom
Meloriana answered to, was the latter sort. He was a warlock of moderate power,
but exceptional intellect. He was constantly studying, and because of this he
was in charge of The Sanctum – a place of study and training for warlocks
residing in Silvermoon
City.
Meloriana
had found out quite quickly after meeting him how futile it was to attempt to
seduce him. He was seemingly devoid of the needs of man. Meloriana had never
seen him appear tired, let alone sleep. He was always at the Sanctum later than
Meloriana would stay, and no matter how early she arrived he was already there.
He had no apparent interest in women, or even men. He had been witnessed
receiving food he would have delivered to the Sanctum so that he wouldn’t have
to leave his work, but it always sat idle on his desk. He was a machine built
only to study, research, and on occasion give work to Meloriana.
So
Meloriana was never pleased to have him call for her, not that the kind of assignments
she would be given were too much work. She simply hated to be in a situation
where she could not wield the power. But as luck would have it, she was not
completely without a means of improving her station. Torian had intended for
her to make a visit to the barbaric hellhole of Orgrimmar and deliver some
silly bauble to an orc warlock by the name of Neeru Fireblade. But she decided
to see what could be done about this.
Zanien
would be the answer to her little situation. Although a powerful warlock, his
diligence and dedication paled in comparison to Torian’s. Unlike Torian, Zanien
was young and full of pride; he carried with him the prominent Sin’dorei
arrogance and his own lusts. He was extremely susceptible to Meloriana’s charms,
and more importantly he had a position of power at The Sanctum as one of
Torian’s closest advisors. Properly motivated, he may be able to convince
Torian to reconsider his decision to send Meloriana to Orgrimmar.
Meloriana
turned down a shadowy side street that seemed very out of place in the bright
city. She walked purposefully with her chin tilted haughtily upward, ignoring
the sinister and uncouth people who were inexplicably drawn to this part of the
city. Here were the sellers of poisons and pleasures, the brothels and shops
where slaves were sold to whatever fate awaited them. And in the midst of this
depraved activity was the entrance to The Sanctum. Meloriana sometimes wondered
why the warlocks of Silvermoon had taken up residence in this particular part
of the city. Perhaps it was to maintain their high level of secrecy. Hidden
among the pleasure houses and shady dealers they were safe from prying eyes.
She paused at a shabby vendor’s stall and pretended to examine a silver
filigree ring set with an emerald stone – undoubtedly stolen. When she was
certain no one was paying any heed to her she slipped behind a gauzy,
plum-colored curtain that concealed the entrance to The Sanctum.
Meloriana
padded softly down a spiral staircase and gave a nod of recognition to the
novice sentry outside the main hall of The Sanctum. She brushed past another
curtain into the hall. There were many warlocks here, some in small clusters
murmuring in discussion, others practicing incantations or studying parchments
or training their familiars. All were too busy to pay her any notice.
Meloriana picked her way through
the crowded hall to the entrance of Zanien’s private study. She gently pushed
aside the curtains and silently entered. Zanien lounged on a plush cushioned
seat facing away from the door, languidly smoking a mana-pipe and studying some
parchments with unfamiliar symbols on
them. He had not heard Meloriana enter.
Softly she crept up behind Zanien
and crouched to sensually nibble his ear, caressing it with her plump, soft
lips and nipping it lightly with her teeth. Startled at first, he began to leap
up, but she laid her delicate little hands on his chest and nuzzled his neck,
murmuring, “No, stay … I want something of you.”
Zanien relaxed as he recognized who
his unexpected visitor was. He turned his head to look at her and found her
large green eyes gazing steadily at him. “And there is much I want of you …” he
said, reaching for her.
But Meloriana turned away. “Not
here – can’t we go someplace a little more … private? I don’t wish to be
disturbed,” she said coquettishly.
“Would my chambers be suitable?”
Zanien asked.
Meloriana smiled and pressed her
lips to his in a lingering kiss. “Let it be as you wish,” she said.
Moments later they were cloistered
in Zanien’s bedchamber, locked in an embrace. Meloriana knew she would have to
please Zanien well to get the favor of him she required, and so she let her
passion run hot and wild. She practically threw herself into his arms, covering
his mouth with hot, wet kisses, letting his hands race over all the tempting
curves of her body. She felt his swelling cock pressing hard against her belly
through their clothing. Unbidden she stepped back and unfastened her robe,
letting it fall from her body, leaving her naked. He filled his hands with her
breasts, lifting them and squeezing them, then spread his hands over her belly
and hips and around to her buttocks and, gripping them, pulled her closer to
him.
Meloriana began to undress him,
planting trails of kisses wherever she exposed his skin. Having removed his
garments in this way, she then crouched on her knees and made a very deliberate
path of soft, lingering kisses downward from his navel. She paused just before
reaching his stiffened cock. She looked up at his face coyly with wide eyes,
delighting in Zanien’s alarmed expression.
“Why … what … don’t need to stop
…?” Zanien fumbled.
Meloriana giggled girlishly at his
consternation. She grasped his cock firmly in her hand and slipped the head
into her mouth, closing her eyes and moaning softly as if she were consuming a
rare delicacy. Zanien groaned as she began to slide his cock in and out of her
mouth as she stroked the base of the shaft with her hand. Soon Zanien was
thrusting in and out of her mouth in time with her motions, his hands at the
back of her head. As he thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, she rubbed the
underside of the head vigorously with her tongue, eliciting increasingly louder
groans from her partner.
Suddenly Zanien withdrew his cock
from her mouth. “I must have you now,” he gasped, pulling her to her feet and
practically dragging her the few steps to his bed. He sat on the edge of the
bed with his feet planted on the floor and pulled her into his lap, impaling
her on his cock. Meloriana moaned. She was surprised at how much genuine pleasure she felt from
Zanien’s urgent manner of lovemaking. His desire combined with her eager
compliance made him fuss over her less than men usually did, and she enjoyed it
thoroughly.
Zanien clutched her buttocks and
bounced her up and down on his cock. Meloriana’s breasts rubbed against his
chest and she kissed him, moaning into his mouth. Soon his thrusts were too
lively for her to continue her kisses, so she buried her face in his chest,
damp with their heat, and moaned out her pleasure there. Then Zanien gave a
long, low groan as he pulled her down firmly onto his cock, his cum spurting
into her until she felt it dripping down her thigh.
Meloriana was disappointed that it
was over before she had reached her orgasm, but she didn’t show it on her face.
She began to get up from Zanien’s lap, but he held her fast to him. She looked
at his face, puzzled. He only grinned at her, then lifted her up and laid her
gently on the bed, positioning himself between her legs.
“We’re not finished already … are
we?” he asked her. Meloriana smiled and shook her head no, then moaned with
delight as he plunged his cock back inside her slick pussy. She was even more
delighted that his urgency didn’t seem to have lessened with his release. Again
and again he pounded his cock deep inside her, his testicles slapping against
her loudly. She felt her orgasm building inside her. She lifted her face to
kiss him and drink a little mana from him as she did so to feed her mounting
pleasure. Her moans grew louder and more uncontrollable, but she fought to keep
her orgasm from reaching its fulfillment before he was finished lest she become
too languid afterwards.
It seemed like she had been teetering on the
brink of her orgasm forever, though she knew it could only have been a handful
of minutes, when Zanien spoke.
“Cum for
me,” he said. “I want to watch it on your face.”
Meloriana
thrilled in the way he commanded her. It exhilarated her inexplicably to be
told to achieve her orgasm for the
pleasure of another. She laid a hand on his arm and drew the tiniest trickly of
mana from him, which was all she needed to send her orgasm sweeping over her in
uncontrollable waves of ecstasy. She arched her neck and cried out wildly,
clutching him tightly and shuddering. And through it all she saw he watched her
intently, and she saw the pleasure he drew from it. Then as the pleasure began
to recede from her, leaving lassitude in its wake, he groaned and pulled his
cock out from within her, letting his cum spill forth onto her chest and belly.
Clearly
spent, Zanien lay on the bed next to Meloriana, lightly caressing her arm.
After a few moments he got up and rummaged among their discarded clothes until
he pulled a large linen handkerchief from his robe. This he handed to Meloriana
so that she could towel the semen off her torso. This stirred her enough from
her lethargy to remember that she had come here with the intention of seeking a
favor. She turned toward Zanien, who had returned to lay on the bed beside her,
and cuddled up to him in what she hoped was an appealingly affectionate
gesture.
“I’m so
glad you were able to find time to be alone with me before I have to go,” she
said.
“Mmm … go?”
he said, a little drowsily. “Must you be going so soon?”
“I meant on
that dreadful mission to Orgrimmar Torian assigned me to,” she pouted. “I must
leave within a few days’ time, and who knows when I’ll be back?”
A look of budding concern appeared
on Zanien’s face. “Oh! I do hope not for too long,” he said.
“I fear any time working away from
Silvermoon is too long for me,” she said wistfully. “I do so enjoy … working … with
you,” she said, casting her eyes down demurely.
Zanien rose to take the bait. “That
won’t do at all! I couldn’t bear to have you sent away if it will make you so
unhappy.” He paused, apparently thinking for a moment, then smiled as he
reached a conclusion. “Don’t you worry about this another moment. I will simply
tell Torian that you are assisting me with my present work and that you simply
cannot be spared.” He grinned boyishly at her as he added, “It’s quite true,
you know.”
“You’re such a darling to do that
for me!” she exclaimed and pelted his face with little kisses, making him
laugh.
“No, no. Nothing’s too good for
you,” he said chivalrously. And well she knew it.
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