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The Witcher: Geralt’s Harem 02-The Burning Elf	By : somestories Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 366 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Anya, The She-Elf
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“Burn to bits, you elf whore!” A Temerian peasant yelled as he and his three fellow ruffians cheered at the sight of a torched hut burning in the swampy landscape of Velen. A woman’s voice screamed inside the burning hut that the men had set ablaze.

Geralt was drawn to the fire and screaming, but disappointed to see the men standing outside of the hut, cheering at the screams.

“What’s going on here? Did you put that lady in there?” Geralt asked.

“No….” One of the peasants said aggressively. “We didn’t put her in there. She was already there.” The peasants all cackled.

“Why did you set it ablaze?” Geralt asked as her screams got louder.

“Punishment of being a stoopid fooking elf.” Another said.

“Not good enough, I’m letting her out.” Geralt said, beginning to walk towards the house.

“Wrong move, white hair.” A peasant said, raising his pitchfork ready to attack.

“Help me!” The woman cried.

“Dammit.” Geralt muttered as he drew his steel sword. He quickly sliced two of the attackers in half with one fell swoop.

As one lunged at him from behind, Geralt thrust his sword behind him without looking, letting the attacker lunge his gut into the sword.

“You fucker!” The last attacker said. Geralt noticed he was quivering and peed his pants. Geralt put his sword away.

“Boo.” Geralt said shortly as the man dropped his pitchfork and ran into the woods screaming, pathetically.

Geralt quickly turned back to the house and hit the door to the burning house with an Aard without warning.

The door flew inside the crumbling hut.

Geralt looked around and saw a beautiful elf woman with short black hair, unconscious on the floor surrounded by encroaching flames. He quickly ran to her and picked her up in his arms, running outside of the house. As soon as he hit open air he heard a loud crack among the flames and didnt look back, sprinting forward as the house collapsed behind him.

He laid the unconscious elf on a soft patch of grass. “Hmm…. still unconscious.” He looked ahead and saw a small lake about 100 meters down a small slope.

She still had light smoke coming off of her body as he got to the water. He laid her near the water’s edge and used his witcher senses to find no immediate threat in the lake.

He cusped some of the lake water in his hands and splashed it onto the elf woman’s face. She quickly gasped and sat up, locking her fingers onto Geralt’s muscular arm, hyperventilating.

“What-where?!” She panted, darting her eyes all over.

“It’s okay, I got you out of the blaze. And don’t worry about those guys.” Geralt said calmly, putting his hand on her back, helping her sit up.

“You did?” She said, seeming more controlled, looking up the hill, gazing at her smoking ash of a house. “Well…..thank you for that……and thank you for rescuing me.” The she elf said locking eyes with Geralt. Her eyes had shined in the sunlight. Something he hadn’t seen since she had been unconscious. “Guess I will need to return to Crow’s Perch with my brother.” She said with a slight tinge of disappointment.

“I can bring you there. About a half day’s walk from here.” Geralt

“I would appreciate it.”

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She told him her name was Anya. The elf woman went back to her home and gathered what few items she could salvage before bringing them back down to the lake that Geralt sat at.

“Thank you for this.” She said as she planted a kiss on his cheek, making the cold witcher crack a small warm smile.

“I could use a refreshing swim to get this ash all off of me.” Anya said. “Surely there’s all kinds of of nasty creatures down there. Otherwise I’d be in my skimpys out there.” She joked.

“It’s clear, I’m a witcher, and only sensing some bass and a beer bottle.”

“Oh? Well, if thats the case Mr. Witcher, I guess I’ll take your word for it.” Anya said, fiddling with her top. “No peeking.”

“Of course.” Geralt said, turning away from her as she undressed. He could slightly see her reflection in the water in front of him. From what he could make out, she had a tall, slim figure.

“This feels so good.” Anya said slowly walking into the lake. “Safe to turn around!” She called out to Geralt. He turned around on the stump he was sitting on to see only her head popping out of the water before going under to wash her face. “It’s so refreshing!” she said, almost as if her home wasn’t burned down a few hours ago. “Care to join?” She said feeling a sense of happiness.

“What are the rules for me?” Geralt said standing up.

“Mmmmm how about…….” Anya looked at Geralt’s solid frame and at her clothes and underwear that she left on the lakes beach. “No clothes allowed.”

“I can agree to those terms.” Geralt said as he pulled off his top. He noticed Anya being unable to look away from him as she saw his form. He smiled as he began to unbuckle his pants, causing her to bite her lip in anticipation.

He dropped his pants and underwear, letting his semi-hard cock flop out and dangle between his legs like a pendulum.

“Wow…..” she said. “I expected big, but not that big. How do you stay conscious when you get a hard on, love?” She joked.

“Very funny.” Geralt said as he entered moderately temped water that gleamed in the sharp red sunset. “ water feels nice. “

That it does Anya said. But I think it would be better if you were closer to me.

“Cant say that I disagree.” Geralt said.

The Witcher waded through the water and reached the elf. Only their heads were above the water.

Anya smiled and looked like she was focused on something. Suddenly, Geralt felt a touch that felt like fingers gripping his penis. “I hope that’s not a drowner.” Geralt joked.

Anya got closer to Geralt as she gripped his now hard cock. She wrapped her other hand around the back of Geralt’s head running her hand through his long white hair. He leaned in and they began to kiss as she started to stroke his penis. Geralt ran his fingers up her legs and gently inserted his middle finger into her tight vagina, which had the heat almost as hot as the house he had just rescued her from.

“Feels nice….”she said as she started to moan. Geralt began to vibrate his finger and hand, causing her to twitch slightly. “I want you inside me.” she said, as she wrapped both arms around his shoulders.

Geralt grabbed his cock and guided it into her tight pussy. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her mouth was wide-open from the sheer pleasure she just received for Gerald. It felt amazing as a swell of the water and the hot juice inside her vagina made Geralt feel like he was experiencing the greatest pleasure that a man could ever feel.

“Fuck, that feel good inside you?” Geralt said as he pounded her.

“Mmm yes daddy!” She moaned.

She wrapped her arms around Geralt’s neck and wrapped her legs around his lower back, pushing herself onto him deeper

The intense warm and cool feeling engulfed his dick as her body ferociously bounced up and down on him, panting as they continued.

They continued in this position as Geralt floated up and began to fuck her in the deeper section of the lake, utilizing his strong leg strength.

“Mmm so strong.” Anya said as she kissed Geralt.

Geralt floated her back to the shallow area, where he was able to stand. They continued to be locked in the position, with him holding Anya up. He had felt the surge of release approaching as he kept pounding the elf.

They both let out a primal scream as his cum flowed from his cock and into the elf’s vagina, hitting them both with an intense ecstasy, intensified by the water.

As his cum flowed out of her and into the lake, she and Geralt waded back to the shore. The skiny dippers sat down, naked, side by side on the sandy lakeshore, gazing across the lake and its red reflection from the setting sun.

Anya let out a yelp as she saw her stomach growing. “Umm I didn’t know a witcher could do this!?” She said, baffled and mesmerized at her swollen elf belly that had Geralt’s human seed growing in it.

“Sorry about that.” Geralt said, scratching his chin.

“That’s okay.” Anya said, with a smile, gathering her senses from the experience she just felt. “I know alot of elf women have been getting pregnant from humans, so it shouldn’t be too strange, hopefully. “

After several minutes of chatting, Geralt convinced her to move to Kaer Mohren. He had previously sent a letter to Tomira, the first woman he impregnated, telling her to go to Kaer Mohren, to which she had obliged. Anya agreed as well, and Geralt escorted her there.
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The Witcher: Geralt’s Harem 02-The Burning Elf