I did like those words, particularly when he was inside me, his strong body atop me, my hands rubbing his muscles as his dick drove over and over into the hot depths of my pussy. Then those words were wonderful.
I shifted my hips and pushed down my desires.
“Are you finished?” Aoifa asked, her eyes staring at one of the naked prostitutes. She was just as bad as Seamus.
“Yes. They’re all freed.” The spell had been simple. Dispelling spirits were more than eager to break the enchantments for me. But I had no idea how the gorgon enchanted the women. A gorgon normally only lured off men and turned them into statues.
What would a gorgon want with turning women into wild beasts that attack travelers?
I marched to Eoshia to find out. “What can you tell me about the gorgon?”
Eoshia blinked. “You know about Euryale?”
“My spouses and I are traveling to Dev-Lek to defeat the gorgon and rescue the missing miners and, um…”
“Whores?” Eoshia supplied.
“Prostitutes, yes,” I nodded, my cheeks warming.
“Are you a Triad?” Eoshia asked. “My mother told me about them.”
I touched Eoshia’s hair. “She was Tuathan?”
The woman nodded.
“Yes. My sister, Seamus, and I form a Holy Triad.” My smile grew. “I have been gifted with command over spirits, a twinborn witch.”
“You’re husband doesn’t seem so holy,” Eoshia said, her eyes glancing to Seamus as he ogled the naked prostitutes. The women all giggled as they preened for him and Aoifa. “I thought paladins were holy warriors.”
“Gewin doesn’t require purity from his paladins,” I muttered as I frowned at my husband. “And Seamus has far too much…energy.”
“I can tell.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep him away from you. We’ll get you back to the arms of your husband.” I patted her wrist. “Okay.”
“Thank you,” Eoshia said, nodding her head. She had a determined look in her eyes. “I need to get back to my husband.”
“Exactly.” I whirled around. “Seamus, we need to press on if we’re going to reach the mining village before nightfall. Stop ogling those hussies and lead the way.”
Seamus grinned at me.
I walked beside Eoshia as she rode on my horse Whitesocks. Two of the prostitutes rode on Seamus’s warhorse while he led the mount, their giggling laughter echoing down the trail as they commented on all the wicked deeds they wanted to perform with my husband.
Las-damned hussies.
The last hussy rode on Aoifa’s horse.
“So why did Euryale take you,” I asked Eoshia.
“I really don’t remember,” Eoshia frowned. “I think…she likes women. We were her…” Color blossomed in her cheeks. “Well, we did things with her.”
I nodded. “I’m sorry that happened.”
Eoshia shrugged. “It’s all like a half-remembered dream. I can only catch snippets of it. I think she sent us out to lead travelers into her caves and to find her more women.”
“That is so unusual,” I frowned. “She is not behaving like a normal gorgon. And she never turned any of you to stone?”
“No. And we did lie with her, and we did witness her turn the men to stone. But she was more interested in gathering us as a group.”
“Really?” My stomach twisted. This gorgon was such a confusing monster. “Seamus, you have to hear this.”
“Huh?” he asked, turning around to look at me instead of the hussies and their naked breasts. The one in back was fondling the other’s breasts and nibbling on her neck as the pair writhed on Seamus’s saddle.
Disgusting.
“This gorgon is not behaving properly. She is gathering women for a reason. We need to be careful until we understand what is happening.”
Seamus winked at me. “When am I not careful?”
“All the time.”
Aoifa laughed behind me.
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Aoifa – Dev-Lek, Kingdom of Haz
Dev-Lek was a foul town made of ramshackle barracks for the miners centered around the large and noisy Pick and Shovel Inn. It was a three story, squat building made of stone bricks mortared together. Numerous chimneys belched smoke. Beyond the buildings was massive foundry where the ore was smelted and then shipped out to…wherever.
Aoifa had no idea.
The miners were rough men, dirty from digging in the ground, their hair gnarled. They leered at the prostitutes, who all blew kisses, winked, and giggled at the miner’s coarse words. These women must grow rich letting the horny miners pay to fuck them.
Lucky girls.
Seamus led us to the inn. A pair of scrawny men took our horses and nodded to Eoshia. The innkeeper’s wife led us into the noisy common room. A large group of men were gathered in one corner, all shouting and laughing.
“Ooh, the barguest is out,” giggled one of the prostitutes.
“Barguest?” I asked. The black, monstrous creature, resembling a dog but with the ability to assume a humanoid shape. Their shapechanging was mostly useless. They were easy to spot as humans because of their midnight-black skin. “Why is one of those here?”
Barguest weren’t the most dangerous monsters unless they were in a pack, though they did enjoy stealing children and eating them. They were also cowards, fleeing before any armed foe. I peered at the crowd. Over the shouts of the men I heard panting and barking. And was that a woman’s moan?
“One of the miners tamed it,” the prostitute continued, “and they pay us handsomely to fuck the monster.”
“It’s exciting,” giggled another girl. “Especially when you’re knotted. But don’t let the miners know. We make so much money pretending to be scared and ashamed.”
My pussy went wet. I glanced at Seamus and he grinned at me, nodding his head. I took his arm and we walked to the group while Fiona led Eoshia to the bar where the woman’s husband gasped in disbelief.
We pushed through the crowd of men and revealed a dusky-skinned prostitute shuddering on the floor mounted by the barguest. “How long do you think he’ll stated knotted, boys?” she asked.
The barguest, his hairless skin as black as midnight, resembled a dog at a glance, but his body was heavily muscled and his snout was longer. His teeth were all razor sharp and yellow eyes burned as his body shuddered. He had turned around on the floor, his butt pressed against the naked woman’s. I caught a glimpse of his red cock buried in her pussy as he shifted. It looked swollen to larger than Seamus’s fist.
The knot.
“Oh, wow,” I gasped as the crowd made their bets.
“You want a turn?” Seamus grinned, his hand sliding down to squeeze my ass through my leather pants.
“By the gods, yes,” I moaned. I loved fucking monster cocks. They were always so exciting. One day, I hoped to share that joy with Fiona.
“Have fun,” Seamus grinned. He loved to watch me fuck monsters.
“I will,” I purred.
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Fiona
I was so happy to reunite Eoshia with her husband Feran. I smiled when we entered the boisterous common room of the Pick and Shovel. Eoshia, still wearing one of my spare robes, headed to the bar manned by a slender barkeep, his face downcast, a dirty rag slung over his shoulder.
“Feran,” Eoshia shouted, barely audible over the boisterous ruckus in the corner of the common room. All the miners were gathered over there, no doubt engaging in some lewd act with the prostitutes brought in by the mine’s owner, Lord Darshvas, to keep the miners happy.