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Alex did take the moment to reclaim her wedding band, but it was nothing more than a moment before she returned to her search. She needed the help, even more so when she heard the raspy, nearly diseased call infecting the air. Skytherix was not a beast to be taken lightly, and hopefully Abariel...

Oh fucking hells...! Matat's failed attacked exposed nothing more than a hint of the carnage taking place outside. She could already see a familiar face, the last of his life spurting from his neck, and others were no doubt suffering the same as the Crows crept from tent to tent. It was enough...

There was no choice. Despite everything that had happened Alex had grown to like the shaman quite a bit. Matat had her own passion and honor, and Alex respected both enough to not let them be snuffed out by some assassin. That's why she let out a small "Shit" before quickly reaching for the orc...

It was Alex's turn to grimace. If it did come down to a battle then she was obligated to stand in Ochre's defense. "Must you attack?" As she asked she took hold of the split collar and made sure the pieces were collected and placed within easy reach. "Must you demand surrender? Are you leaving a...

Alex frowned at Matat's response, and for a few moments she paused to measure just how she was going to respond to that. "I've fought as a sword for hire. I've seen how people react in battle, and I know how the darker parts of us rise to the surface. No treasure? No plunder? Do you honestly...

"That's possible..." Alex didn't overtly react to Matat brandishing her staff. "But I don't think it's likely." She simply took in a deep breath and let it out, and as she did the power she had gathered was allowed to fade before her hands rose to check the wounds on her neck. "Everyone knows...

'Harmless'... Alex came to a stop, and the silence that followed lingered for a second or two. "I can't really promise that." A finger rose to tap the collar on the dragon's neck. "But only one should come to harm." A moment later the chain binding her was lightly whipped so that it draped over...

There was a strange catharsis in hearing someone else complaining about her brother, and Alex had to turn to hide her efforts at holding in a smirk while Matat continued. The fact that so many men were calling for the dragon to be placed in stocks helped temper that amusement, she could just...

Gods damn it all, this just wasn't fair! These fucking orcs were bred to torment her, the man between her legs proving this by having the perfect length that worried every inch of her sex. His girth stretched her nicely, and that made the veins along his surface pulse harder and harder as his...

There wasn't much to be said once the brute offered his praise, and Alex would let out a silent chuckle before turning her attention to the others. Matat was less than enthused by the dragon's response, but there men were obviously overjoyed and quickly worked their way into position. The one by...

The sound of someone entering had Alex's heart skipping in anxiety, but once Matat came into view the dragoness settled back into the role she'd taken. Her tongue returned to its briefly paused work, and though it naturally rested against the top of his length she still took the effort to curl...

The rest was sorely needed after that massive mess, as was the washcloth, and after cleaning and recuperating Alex felt much better. Not many came in to bother her as she did, a few curious men who deferred once they saw her recovering, but the woman that did caused her to pause. She had burns...

She should have known it would happen. All the men were enthralled with her, her performance both yesterday and today coaxing them into craving all the pleasures her body could provide, and with one taking control and pounding her for all he was worth someone just wouldn't be able to resist...

While Alex wasn't exactly surprised by her own climax the fact that the man on top of her was nearly doing the same had her groaning even harder. The slow thrusts from behind were adding to her body's enjoyment, but the pulsing within her sex followed by the sudden bloom of heat filling her core...

Alex was a mess. It was a familiar mess, but a mess all the same as she was given a moment or two to rest and relax. Her muscles were jelly, her sex was leaking heavily, and she wasn't even sure how much of Mishra's partner had ended up covering her. A blast did manage to catch her in the face...

An emergency situation like what happened with Puerto Rico probably would make having the vaccine important, but that feels more “worst case scenario”, so the importance does seem a bit inflated.

"Ooohhhh, you're cumming for him, aren'tcha? Nnnhhhh..." Alex could only groan in answer as she was held there. Fucking asshole behind her was just that fucking good, and she simply couldn't fight back the myriad shivers running throughout her entire body as she was forced to cum. It...

Melody's thoughts on the brutality of the collar brought a pause to Alex's thoughts. She hadn't really considered those thorns doing more than just digging into her neck, but considering who supplied the damned thing it made a sort of cruel sense. Autumn wasn't known for being the most...

When it came to Alex's possible pregnancy her mental voice turned a bit hesitant. [It's a close thing. I'm not sure when the infertility potion ended, and they fed me a fertility potion before they started. If my potion held then maybe we can do something, but somehow I doubt it.] The timing on...

No no no, it’s not Fox anymore, it’s all about that Newsmax.