73. All Good Things...

Emily’s point of view:

“Fuck, you feel so good love!” Brock said to me, while we have some good, rough sex.

After we finished cooking up a plan, I couldn’t restrain myself anymore. My hormones were raging through my veins, so I mind-linked Brock that I wanted to have sex. He was surprised by my comment, but said to my dad and Cirilya, that we needed some alone-time, when he picked me up and took me to my room.

He couldn’t stop kissing me, and when we finally arrived there, he tossed me onto my bed and climbed on top of me. We undressed ourselves and without waiting, he pushed his cock inside me.

“Shit, if you keep being this horny and wet, during the pregnancy, I might keep you pregnant, for the rest of your life!”

“I wouldn’t mind that, but if my belly will become bigger in the end, then this position won’t be possible.” I said, as he laid on top of me.

“Well, you know that I prefer your ass anyway, so that wouldn’t bother me at all.” He said nonchalantly while he turned my body, and slapped, hot red marks onto my buttocks.

I moaned with every hit, and when he prepared my back entrance I moaned even louder. It didn’t take him long to enjoy my butt, before he pushed himself in gently. But I didn’t want gently, so even though it hurt me slightly, my raging hormones took over and I pushed my butt against his groin. His cock filling my ass to the rim.

“God, this feels good!” I yelled to him. And upon hearing that, he took hold of my hips, and thrashed himself into me over and over again, harder and deeper each time. Quickly he came, as I could feel hot fluids filling my ass. As he pulled himself out, I felt his cum pouring out of my entrance, sliding down my legs.

“Lets get you cleaned up in the shower, where I make sure that you come as well love. Afterwards we should get some sleep, otherwise I’ll fuck you through the night, and then we both are of no use tomorrow.” Brock said to me, and I chuckled.

So, just as he said, we went to the showers, naked, again… sigh. It was night-time so no one was there to see us. Well, at least I thought so…

“Shit Mills! You could at least wear a gown when walking through the halls.”

“And you could go to your room, instead of lurking here in the dark with a lover!” I said to Anna, who was facing me, but I couldn’t see the man, who’s back was facing me.

“Yes Dennis, it’s not like we don’t know what you guys are up to.” Brock said, and I switched my gaze between Anna and the man.

Brock could see that I was surprised, so dragged me with him, to the showers.

I’m having a major déjà vu right now. As the exact similar thing happened, when Brock and I got home from the battle in the mountains. Back then we saw Natalya and Tom making out, in the same place as Anna and Dennis just stood!

“Wow, that spot is popular amongst new couples.” Brock said to me and I chuckled.

“Yes, that was something I was thinking as well.” I replied.

After releasing the tension in my aching pussy, we cleaned ourselves and went to sleep.

****

“Mills! Wake up! The rebels are here!” I heard Anna yell at my door.

I looked next to me, and found that I was alone in bed.

“Get in here!” I yelled to Anna and she stormed in.

“Help me with preparing myself, putting on my gear and such.”

And so she did, she helped me get into my gear, and made sure that everything was put on neatly. Not that the enemy would care of how I looked like, but if I was in battle I wouldn’t want to care about any loose straps, or clothing that wouldn’t sit in the right place.

I took my bow from the wall in my room, and went outside. It was still dark, but the sun would soon rise.

Yesterday, we decided to place a tent on a terrace on the northside of the castle. As this is on higher ground, compared to where the army stood. We would have a good view of how the battle would commence, and I was at a safe distance. Brock was glad, that I said that I didn’t want to be on the frontline per se, but this terrace was quite far away from everything. But, I’m not complaining, at least I’m not confined to the four walls of my room.

My dad, Brock, Archeops, Nicolai, Dennis, and Cirilya already stood in the tent, discussing tactics and looked up to me when I entered. Brock smiled, walked over to me and gave me a kiss.

“How long are you guys here already? Why did you let me sleep?” I asked them.

“Just two hours hunny, don’t get mad at us. I told them that you needed your sleep as you are with my grand-pups now.” My dad said, and I looked angry towards my dad. Not because of the word ‘grand-pups’, but because I wanted to tell the others myself.

“Grand-pups?” Anna said, just as I expected.

“Yes, thanks to my dad, the moment is ruined. I wanted to tell you myself, but he didn’t give me a chance now.” I said to Anna, while glancing up to my dad.

“Are you really pregnant? He isn’t joking?” Anna asked me with big eyes. I nodded to her question and she hugged me, and jumped up and down, while screaming and yelling. I laughed, and jumped along with her. I love her reaction to this great news.

I communicated with Natalya through our minds, as I wanted her to know this news from me, and not from someone else who gossiped about me. She was really happy for me, and promised me to be the best aunt there could be, in the whole of Zenora. I smiled, and told her that I wouldn’t expect anything less than that.

I finished the conversation, walked out of the tent, and went to the edge of the terrace. Now that the sun was up, I could clearly see all the people and things that stood below us.

From the training fields behind the castle, to the sentry towers in the north, stood our complete army.

Warriors dressed in their toughest gear, carrying their swords in different sizes and shapes. Behind them stood the proud mages, wearing their fancy clothes, and some even held on, to a staff or had orbs flying around themselves. And then last, but certainly not the least, stood the hunters. They wore amazing, embroidered, leather gear and carried different coloured bows, and gleaming spears.

But the hunters weren’t only on the ground, they stood on the sentry towers, along the castle’s wall and up in the air on their gryphons. As they are a ranged speciality, it is important for them to be flexible, to be able to shoot all different kinds of targets.

Of course, mages are ranged as well, but they aren’t limited to a line of sight. As where hunters have to have a free line of sight, to hit their targets with an arrow, mages can target everyone on the battle field, without having to care of whom stood in front of their target.

Between the castle’s walls and the army stood the machines. Big, metal, tank look-a-likes. There only stood four of them, but they looked amazingly strong and powerful. The machines were able to move on their rolling tracks, underneath the metal structure. The metal structure itself was welded, and made of thick, solid plates. Looking pretty much impenetrable. On top of it were double-looped turrets, but I couldn’t detect any way for ammunition to be loaded into them.

“They are driven by ancient magic stones.” Anna said to me, when she noticed, that I was looking down from the terrace to the machines. I smiled, of course it’s driven by magic.

Ursai came walking up the ramp, on the left side of the terrace, and sat next to me. I scratched behind his ears, and he growled cutely to me.

But these happy moments, didn’t last for long. The sun, stood above the vast ocean on the east, and several loud horns were heard from the forest to our north.

All good things…