A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

With his hands on her hips, Erik loomed over his wife, his cockhead pressed against her sphincter. Astrid had her perfect ass wiggling in the air, her back arched, and her head resting on the ground. One arm was helping to carry her weight, while the other was already sneaking down to her dripping cunt.

The winds howled around them; the sea swirled wildly around the pier they stood on. The sky was dark, but in the distance, the northern lights danced, illuminating their lewd acts. Finally, a young Edda was watching from a distance, failing to hide behind a crate.

"Ready?" Erik asked the subdued vampire beneath him, a confident, expectant smirk on his lips.

Astrid actually was a little nervous, but she wouldn't let that show. "I— Is that what you ask the wife you're about to claim? Where's my mighty lord husband, taking what he wants?" There was only a slight tremble to indicate her nerves.

"Besides…" she muttered, suddenly becoming a little quiet. "If Emily can do it, so can I…!"

Erik chuckled, "That's the spirit," before being unable to hold himself back anymore. His cock was throbbing, and needed a sheath. Fortunately, he was plenty lubricated with Astrid's pussy juices, so he pushed passed the first hurdle quickly.

Astrid's eyes widened; her thoughts halted. "Gaah…" she grunted, her body going even slacker than before, now puddy in Erik's hands. "Th— that's soo weeiird…" she mumbled, a little absentmindedly. "Why… aannh… why does my body f— feel so heavy now?!"

Erik shuddered from the feeling of her tight hole clamping down on his large cock. Plus, the fact this fiery redhead was letting him sodomize her in such a submissive position didn't hurt either.

He didn't feel the same powerful urge to dominate her as he did with Emily, but it was still more or less his go-to move. After all, that is what Elora turned him into…

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"Y— You hired her?!" a slightly younger Erik exclaimed in shock, his eyes trained on his constant companion. Elora still looked the same as on Earth, but her gaze didn't yet show the possessive, heavy love it would show in the future. It was now a mere half a year after Erik arrived on Söl.

They were standing in the middle of an old ruin surrounded by a massive forest. At first, they appeared to be alone, but at their feet was an elf, bound and gagged, squirming slightly, yet not appearing particularly distress. Rather, she looked at Erik playfully.

For the last two months, this elf had pestered Erik constantly. Taking contracts he was about to take, stealing treasures right before his nose, even driving a wedge between him and any people he met.

At first, he took it meekly. He was still reeling from the attack on Frostvik and adjusting to live on a new world, being dragged along by a tiny, domineering woman. There were a few embers of dominance and desire burning inside him, but Elora intended to turn them into bonfires.

So, she slowly fed the embers, getting him more and more riled up over this woman's actions, until he finally had enough. The next time she tried to swoop in and profit of his hard work, his anger erupted and he attacked her.

Yet, the battle was far too easy. When it was done, Erik still had a lot of anger inside him—which was exactly what Elora wanted. The fairy rapidly stripped the elf naked, and tied the woman up in bondage, causing Erik to look at her in surprise.

Before he could ask anything, she turned to look at Erik mischievously and suggested some graphic ways in which he might release his anger on the elf.

Her descriptions quickly caused his desire to rise, but he wasn't that easy. Regardless of his anger, he wouldn't just rape someone—especially because he was still very inexperienced at that point.

And that was when Elora reluctantly revealed she'd hired the elf for all of this. She was supposed to annoy Erik into attacking her, fold easily, and then endure as he worked off his anger on her naked body.

"Yes, I hired her!" Elora smirked unapologetically and a little haughtily. "Now you see, she's here by choice, so come on! Teach her a lesson! Dominate her! Show her the mistake she made in annoying you! She's prepared for sex, but I want you to make her regret even accepting this job!"

Erik was panting from anger. Not just at the elf, but also at Elora for manipulating him like this. His mind raced to try and think of what he should do, but his horny, eighteen-year-old mind constantly returned to the same place.

In the end, he decided to unleash his anger in just the way Elora suggested… sort off.

He glared at the fairy. "Get next to her," he growled angrily.

Surprisingly, Elora's eyes began to sparkle a little. "Ooooh, look at you! Now we're talking!"

She snapped her fingers to make her clothes disappear, and kneeled on all fours, next to the elf, waggling her phenomenal ass at him. Her celestial body took Erik's breath away for a moment, but then she suddenly beckoned him closer. "Well? Are you going to punish me, or what?"

By now, anger and lust were competing for most powerful emotion in his mind. Growling, he leaped at the two beautiful women at his mercy, and unleashed all his emotions on them.

As one of his first sexual experiences, this event would shape his desires, and turn him into the man he was today…

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Loud groaning and moaning echoed around the pier Erik and Astrid found themselves son. By now, Erik had hilted his cock inside his wife's guts, and put one of his feet on her head, pushing her down.

"Fuck…! Fuck…! Fuck…!" Astrid cursed over and over again as Erik ravaged her ass, filling her with a strange pleasure that only increased with time. Edda's presence had already faded in the background. Now, her only thoughts were about her lord husband, rearranging her guts to suit his needs, and loving it.

"F— Faster!" she panted, her eyes rolling up in her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She wasn't sure how she felt about the foot standing on her head, but she didn't have the brain capacity to think about it currently—all she could feel was pleasure.

"I'm gonna coat your insides in my colours, Astrid," Erik growled hungrily as he bottomed out in her ass again. "Take your husband's load like a good wife!"

"Yes~~ Yessss~~" Astrid moaned, one hand kneading her breasts, and the other fondling her cunt. "C— Claim me! Lord Husband!"

With a final grunt, Erik poured his cum into her bowels, while Astrid shook, moaned, and squirted all over the pier, drenching it with something far sweeter than sea water.