Framework of the Frontier, Sain Artwell [read me a book .TXT] 📗

whatever cataclysm ravaged their realm, until they ran out of supplies or something got to them.”

In the quiet, they listened to the coals crumbling to ash.

Rulu sat between Ember and Will, occasionally brushing Ember’s tail with hers. A strange mood had fallen upon her after their return to the camp. Quiet, withdrawn, the aboleth seemed caught in musings either deep or depressive.

It made Ember uneasy.

“You two need not act with such gloom.” Rulu poked at a blackened bone with her toe. “The ruins you journeyed realms to uncover have been conquered. The sceptre, which re-unites you with your companions is within your grasp.”

No doubt about it; Rulu was planning something.

Will hunched towards the fire, propping his chin on his palm. “We can make a few more trips to get the last caskets tomorrow, then head back to Nastall before the leviathan goes crazy. I’m sure we can prepare some hack trap for him to get past his OP strength and regeneration, but I don’t know my—” A wince of pain crossed his face when Will moved his left leg. “My brain is clogged up. There has to be a way, though I can’t think right now…” His wide shoulders slumped. The man shrunk as he breathed out a frustration into his palms.

Rulu pulled his arm down and parted his lips with a passionate kiss. Only when Ember felt the soft sensation of slender fingers sliding up her thigh, did she blink to break her stare.

“Ember…” Rulu’s fingers crawled under the hem of her skirt, pressing possessively against the warmth of her mound. “William… Regardless of what tomorrow brings, allow me a few moments of careless indulgence and appreciation of your bodies, of your affection.”

Veren coughed, poking at the fire. “If you want to move elsewhere… Ahem. I can keep watch alone. No problem.”

Embarrassment rushed to Ember’s ears. Rulu nibbled on them, eliciting a lewd mewl from her.

They groped and kissed their way to a separate, albeit doorless room. Ah well, an adventuress sorta had to accept a certain lack of privacy. Besides, at the rate of which Ember’s lusts were rising, she quickly stopped minding whether or not others heard her pleasure.

A hot gushing throbb warmed Ember’s panties when Will’s attention switched from the slippery aboleth to her. He was tall, handsome, and his thick scent manly yet unlike any she’d breathed before. She adored the smoothness of his skin, the rough spots, and the ripped muscles twitching beneath. And above all, she loved the gentle desire with which guided that strength.

Both he and Rulu were on her, urgent in stripping her nude and deliberate in their teasing of her body. Her sex and asshole were fair game to their fingers. Her breasts were a choice prey for their mouths.

She was ready to take him already and moaned needily to tell him so.

“Kiss.” His low grumbling whisper grazed her ear, sparking tingles across Ember’s spine. Fingers assumed an unyielding grip of her hair, numbing her brain with a want to please and obey.

Ember opened her mouth.

A pair of wet lips with the taste of greenery and sea grazed hers. Rulu pressed tight against her. Lust was thick in her gently glowing eyes and obvious in the quick invasion of her tongue.

“Fuck that’s a sight…” Will’s hot breath washed over their kiss. He liked seeing the two of them share delights of sex. For some unknown reason that thought buzzed in Ember’s brain in all the good funny ways.

He likes to watch us. You and me, kissing, touching.

Ember wandered across the gentle slopes of Rulu’s slender curves with motions of loving caress. The grip loosened on her hair. Thick fingers pressed into the crevice of her butt and slid to her wet sex.

The journey down to bed took lots and lots of kisses and touches.

Hot and simmering in clit twitching arousal, Ember lay by Rulu’s side. Fingers entwined and tongues locked, she supported Rulu through the intense slamming of Will’s breeding rhythm.

“Let’s empty our heads then… Fuck…” Will groaned.

By orgasm, Rulu’s words turned into moan-messed gibberish of the depths. The way her hips and luminescence spasmed in pleasure was near as hypnotic as Will’s cock. The cum that puddled out of her beautiful tight little slit glowed with those pulses of light.

Hairless, smooth, and illuminated in a gentle dance of green, her sex was to Ember an object of secret envy. And of desire.

Ember crawled around them and dove in to lick the excess, pausing only to give the cute nub of Rulu’s pleasure and Will’s still erect cock a few suckling kisses. She didn’t mind waiting for her turn. She didn’t mind submitting to their desires — serving them, adoring them, doing her best to meet their wants.

“I wish this could last until the end of time,” Rulu said, her voice wet from kisses.

Will released his first calm breath of the evening. “We’ll make it last.”

Ember knew she was forgetting something. Something important.

“Me too.” Dang it. Words were hard. “I will last.” Really hard. Realms don’t go dumb now Ember…

Will and Rulu shared a chuckle, turning their lustful grins on her.

“Aww, look at what we have here, a cute little faun needing a fucking?” Will cooed, his teasing tone rushing blood to Ember’s cheeks.

Rulu licked her lips, turning to all fours. “A perfectly served morsel. It would please me greatly to bully her too.”

Ember whimpered, squirming in her a sudden sploosh of arousal.

“Looks like it’d please her too, or what do you say Ember? You like it rough?”

Yes, please.

Ember groaned, clamping her knees to hump against her tensed thighs as she tweaked her nipple. Will’s erection thickened visibly and Rulu’s eyes flashed with green. The two joined forces, turning on Ember with an avalanche of hungry gropes and nibbling bites. It only lasted moments before