The Island of Wonder

Turned out, Jerar already had a room for the night prepared beforehand, in an inn across from the place where they had just been. As the two took a short walk there, Nicole noticed that he was so drunk he was unable to even walk straight. The closer they got to the room, the more ragged Jerar’s breathing became.

"You good?"

"Y-yes…" He waved with a sweaty hand. "Don’t pay attention to this."

As the door closed behind them, something in Jerar changed. Before Nicole could even blink, the man grabbed her shoulders and a deep, strong kiss landed on her lips.

"Mff~!"

Continuing to play the role of a weak girl, Nicole didn’t fight when his tongue slipped past her lips, swirling around hers. While she allowed this show of his need and dominance, Jerar’s hands easily made Nicole’s dress fall down and pool at her feet. She had a sexy set of see-through bra and panties, but Jerar was too occupied with the kiss to notice, as he mindlessly pushed the last of her clothes off her starting to heat up skin.

The sloppy, prolonged kiss stretched on as Jerar’s hands shamelessly explored Nicole’s body, starting with her chest and ending at her thighs, only to rise up and repeat the cycle.

"Aah~"

Nicole got too relaxed and moaned into the kiss accidentally.

Fuck, he knows what he is doing… He touches all the right spots as if I were a piano and he were a fucking Mozart~

Finally, Jerar took a step back. For a second, his eyes focused on the skeleton tattoo on her torso and chest, but it didn’t stop him for long. The man picked her up with ease and placed her on the bed, with Nicole on all fours. Her soft ass faced him, legs spread enough to reveal her drooling, ready core.

Without foreplay? Boring, boring!

Nicole glanced at him and saw his trembling hands tugging his pants down. At first she thought it was nervousness, but it wasn’t. Jerar’s body, since the moment she agreed to sleep with him, had been in constant tension like a cat—or in this case, a wolf—before pouncing on its prey.

Jerar was finally done, and Nicole saw a monster of a cock spring out of his pants.

"THE FUCK?!"

Nicole's eyes widened at the sheer size of his manhood, setting a new record of what she had not only seen but would soon have inside her.

Meanwhile, Jerar grabbed her hips and, holding her in place, pushed forward.

"FUCK~! Ah!!"

Nicole’s walls felt more stretched than during the slime incident, which she didn’t believe was even possible.

At least he isn’t too rough—

Jerar’s tip reached her deepest point, and the man wasted no time.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

"Ah~! Mmphh! FUCKk!!"

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Soon, Nicole struggled to breathe from the force of his thrusts. If not for the strong grip of his fingers on her ass, she felt as if the pounding would push her off the bed and send her flying into a wall.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Her arms gave out, and her face fell into the bedsheets.

"Uhh… ShiiIiiIt~!! Uhhuhh…"

Though it was undeniably a slightly painful experience, it was right on the edge of what Nicole was willing to accept, and the rough fucking was definitely bringing her pleasure.

"FUUUCKK~!!"

Her warm juices dripped down her thighs as she came, her now more sensitive insides bringing her even bigger pleasure now.

Suddenly, Nicole felt herself being moved slightly forward on the bed. Looking at Jerar, she saw his muscular, sweat-glistening body climbing onto the sheets as well. He leaned over her and resumed the rapid motion, now at a slightly different angle, partially from above. The new sensations on previously untouched parts of her sent Nicole spiraling deeper into the haze of pleasure.

"Ah~ ah~ aha~ ah~ ah~ ah~" Her eyes slowly rolled back as she reached orgasm after orgasm, or at least it felt that way to her.

With a strong thrust, Jerar came inside her, filling any free space he could, the rest of his seed joining Nicole’s own fluids on her thighs and pooling on the bed between her legs.

He continued pumping with shorter motions, Nicole’s spasming walls milking him dry.

"Hah, hah, hah." Previously seemingly tireless, Jerar was now barely able to catch his breath. He pulled out, making his white, steaming-hot seed pour out of her gaping hole. His still-hard, cum-covered member rested on her ass.

"Ahhh... haaahh~" Nicole sighed in bliss.

When Jerar moved again, Nicole felt the tip pressing against her other hole. This was enough to immediately snap her back to full awareness.

"Wait, wait, wait! IT WON’T FIT THERE! Don’t even dare try!" she shouted.

Jerar was silent, but after a second, he flipped her onto her back. Positioned between her thighs, he plunged in again. The mixed fluids made wet sounds as he moved in and out of Nicole.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

"Yeah... fuck~~"

This rapid, primal act continued for a while until Jerar came again. This time, he was too exhausted to continue and almost collapsed on top of her. He ended up falling next to Nicole, panting, his shaft still buried deep.

After a minute, Nicole sighed. Fuck… I have to admit, that was something to remember.

She glanced at the sleeping man.

Man, that was strange though. And he just dropped like dead in the end, hah.

She shifted into a more comfortable position, facing Jerar, wrapping one of her legs around him, snuggling closer before falling asleep.

* * *

In the morning, Nicole woke up early, as usual. After all, she still had to go to work. Jerar was still asleep as she dressed. 

Hours later, she was leaving the castle after another day of introducing technology from Earth to the natives. Near the main gates, she was stopped by Jerar.

"Figured you would be passing here. Can we talk?"

"Sure." Nicole shrugged casually. "I have a kind of tight schedule, so let’s talk as we walk."

"First of all," Jerar walked beside her, "thanks for yesterday. It was really great."

"Same. Though it still hurts a bit to walk or sit sometimes—you are so fucking huge."

The man chuckled. "Hah, sorry. But say, would you like more?"

"Yeah, why not. But there are just a few days before we set off for the raid. And I can’t go in injured."

Jerar nodded. "I understand. But that’s the second reason why I wanted to talk. You know, yesterday during dinner, your story touched me. After some thinking, I would like to help you. I am a general, after all. But I can’t just join another tribe’s military campaign without first discussing it with my own leaders."

He went silent for a second.

"Yet I found a way. I was sent here to investigate the missing children. And the Pigs sometimes kidnap our people too. I can say I used the opportunity to join forces with the Voru’kai and free them."

Perfect. He got the bait. One nice evening was enough to make him look for ways to score points in my eyes by helping me.

"And now, I have a proposition. You don’t have anything to do after you finish working for the Queen, right? Why don’t you and your friends join my division?"

"That’s something new—I didn’t expect you to invite me. But I have to turn it down. Don’t forget why I am doing this in the first place—to save my friend. And after that, I can’t guarantee anything. I want to be there for her. But thanks for the offer."

Jerar seemed disappointed, his fantasies broken. His wolf tail hung low and his ears flattened.

"Oh, yes, you are right. It’s just that, you know, after we get back, I will have to escort the children and freed people back to my tribe. We may never see each other again, so I thought…"

He looks like a beaten dog.

"Fine, fine." Nicole sighed, then licked her lips with a mischievous smirk. "Just to make it worth it for you to take the risk of helping me—and as thanks—when we get back, and if you won’t have to leave immediately, we’ll spend one more night. And maybe, just maybe, I will let you try anal."

He smiled widely, his tail immediately lifting and wagging excitedly.

* * *

The last few days passed quickly. The evening before departure, Nicole was called to the throne room again. Upon arrival, the Queen informed her that Nicole and her friends would be picked up from the inn by soldiers the next morning. Before leaving, Nicole bowed to the woman on the throne.

"Your Majesty, I have a need to ask for a favor. As you may know, I have a Krellip pet, and I don’t want to risk his well-being by bringing him with me. I have no one to leave him with, so I thought I could leave him under your care until I return."

"Right. You have served me well so far, and I promise to keep your pet safe."

"Thank you, I will bring him here soon."

* * *

The following day, Nicole, Soi, and Iloe joined the Bee army on their way out of the underground Hive. Thanks to the time Soi spent training with the soldiers, she managed to get allowed to borrow a Velkrath—a horse-sized beetle with big antlers used to carry military carriages and even in direct fights. Soi tied the insect to Nicole’s wagon by its horns and body, and with that, the trio followed the Bee tribe soldiers.

Outside the Hive, by the gates, two more carriages were added to the military caravan—the third division of Her Majesty Lortia, soldiers of the Narakai tribe. As promised by Jerar, he was allowed by the Bee Queen to join. In the end, there were five Bee wagons, two Narakai ones, and one Nicole’s, all supposedly more than enough to execute the raid flawlessly.