A Hero's Rebirth

Dear Readers,

It's finally here! Thank you to everyone who waited patiently, and those who waited impatiently thank you as well. And a big thanks to my editors for this chapter, BowtieCharlie and Pandemonium, for busting their asses and helping me get this edited in less than 48 hours! They are incredible and I really appreciate all their help!

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~NaughtyPaladin

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Chapter 10

I'd thought the celebration had been awesome before, but now the burden of Uyren's fate was taken from my mind, my matrons joined the celebrations and they were not content to let me sit on the thick fur rug and let the others dance around me. I was their Master, and as I noticed small clusters of Masters dancing with their Matrons, I realized my matrons didn't want to be left out. It wasn't the bumping and grinding you'd expect in a modern club, but smooth swirling steps and twirling arm motions. Hands swept tantalizingly over my back, legs, arms and chest as I tried to even follow what was going on. Luckily for me, Tavorwen, Flendreir, and Sevrina managed to combine their efforts to lead me in something resembling the dance the other masters were doing.

The dancing continued for long enough I actually got the hang of it, though I am still certain I looked nowhere near as good as the Mountain Elf masters. They actually had it easy enough... I discovered that breast fondling in public, at least from a master to his matrons, was something either all the masters were doing despite it being taboo, or it was just chill among the Mountain Clans. I personally didn't dare test my Matron's receptiveness to me just copping a feel in the middle of the dance floor, because they'd always seemed too proper for it. Not prudish, really, but too self-respecting to allow me to fondle them publicly. I mean, fucking in a tent or other poorly insulated space where everyone was going to hear them having a good time seemed like one thing, but just publicly groping them seemed like another.

The dancing just never seemed to end. Maidens and matrons would step out, and others would step in. The masters got wiped out too, and when they stepped out, other masters followed their matrons into the dancing circles.

This was one place my boons were both a gift and a curse. My matrons bloody KNEW that I could dance all day and all night long, so they kept me on the dance floor for hours, rotating in and out. Once I got the hang of the style of dance, which honestly seemed to evolve naturally for me from "keep moving your feet so your legs don't tangle and you fall on your face" to something closer to what the elves were doing, even my younger, less experienced matrons joined in, along with my maidens.

I did get a sort of "light at the end of the tunnel" as the smell of the food, slow roasted on the open fires and seasoned with a mixture of seasonings that would make a veteran Texas Barbeque master question how things could smell that good, permeated the event. I at least hoped I'd be permitted a break from the dancing to get to see if that tasted as good as it smelled.

I did get the opportunity, and bloody hell, it tasted even BETTER than it smelled! I didn't know what delectable creature I was consuming, but the white meat was "melts in your mouth" tender and packed with juicy flavor. I hadn't even smelled the fresh breads before, which reminded me of rice breads I'd had on earth and were smeared with fruit preserves, or buttered and used to eat the various shredded meats like I'd seen Mexicans do with torn up tortillas. Sort of as a substitute for utensils, pinching the meats and other dishes between pieces of the bread and tossing bread and food into the mouth to devour the combination. Some might think this was savage or uncivilized. They could stick that opinion where the sun doesn't shine, because it was just delicious.

There were several dips for the bread. Most of them seemed like vegetables blended with seasonings, which you wouldn't think would be great, but these things kicked hummus's ass. There were enough different dishes I was full before I could even try a quarter of them. Dishes were consumed and replaced as the partying continued unabated.

After we ate, I was allowed to watch the dancers who either waited to eat or had eaten before I was allowed to step off the dance floor and had digested enough that joining back in the festivities wasn't going to cause them problems.

"This is how you party." Railyn laughed, patting her full belly.

I grinned. I was going to say that there was only one thing missing with all these topless elvan ladies about, but I had noticed a distinct pattern of masters being taken by the hand by a matron, pulled aside and then the unmistakable sounds of sex emerged from nearby tents. I was feeling a touch jealous, when I felt the distinct sensations through my bond that told me a matron had just purged. I looked around and saw Sevrina rejoining the festivities, that distinct glint in her eye that said I was about to have a real good time.

"If she is to receive, I wish to as well." Laliera whispered in my ear, her own desires, suppressed as we fought in the caves, flickered back to a full flame.

I caught a flash of something from another of my bonds and realized another had been suppressing their need.

"Wait, Anbethir, have you been hiding your need?" I demanded.

She squirmed, and finally nodded.

"Go," Tavorwen urged. "The festivities will be here when you return."

"Don't forget, you still owe me." Railyn called after me, as the three matrons led me off to the tents we'd been provided.

"If you wish, you have been waiting longer." Sevrina offered. "I can wait outside."

"I appreciate the offer, but if... if the others may permit witnesses to their insemination, so may I." Laliera declared. "I must become accustomed to it, and that requires practice."

I just grinned as they led me inside.

Honestly, Laliera probably appreciated Sevrina's and Anbethir's presence as the Wood Elves led the Wild Elf through a little foreplay, like I wasn't already harder than the mountains around us, and then helped steady her as she began to ride my pulsing cock.

"Gods have mercy... how does he always feel so... so..." Laliera moaned as her tightness wrapped around me and she started bouncing.

"I do not know, but I will never complain about it." Sevrina admitted, stroking her folds as she waited her turn.

Anbethir just watched hungrily as my cock got swallowed and then slid out of Laliera's slippery slit.

Laliera had an advantage this time. She found herself bucking and grinding to the rapid pace of the drums, strings and wind instruments leading the dancers outside. The frenetic pace got her working fast, sweating as she chased the pleasure and the climax her body had been craving now for more than a day. Laliera wasn't busty, per se, but she was more well endowed than any of my other matrons, so I happily helped myself to her breasts as she rode me. I could feel her approval, gratitude that I found her body attractive, and the pleasure of the stimulation through our bond, so I enjoyed myself.

"Yes, Master... I am yours..." She panted, bucking and grabbing my hands, using my strong arms to steady herself, even as she pressed my hands into her bosom. "I can feel how much I please you... do as you wish!"

Fuck. What an offer! I pulled her down, kissed her, then shifted to take her tits in my mouth. Sucking and making her cry out in pleasure as I took over, thrusting up into her as she couldn't exactly keep bouncing on me with me holding her down like that, though she made valiant efforts to do so.

"I love... to feel... your climax... coming..." She gasped, "It only... makes me... crave it... more!"

FUCK!!!

I thrust up into her and erupted. Laliera bit down on her wrist to stifle her scream of ecstasy as her body rewarded her for letting me flood her fertile womb. Her legs clamped around me, and she jerked from my arms, sitting tall on me and impaling herself deeper. Her body convulsed with pleasure and her one arm sought support, which Sevrina happily provided to keep Laliera from falling off of me as she orgasmed hard.

I loved not having to even think about a condom with my matrons. They'd be offended if I even offered. Instead, I just kept pumping in and out of her cunt as my sperm gushed into her body, searching for an egg to fertilize. I watched her stomach bulge as my cum filled her, and began to overflow around my cock. She was full to excess and I was still pumping more. It was crazy to me that I already had so many children that were being carried by my matrons, and for all I knew I was making another, right now. Laliera would be overjoyed if I was. The amount of sperm I produced now made impregnation almost certain if she was ovulating. But... No way of knowing when that was happening.

I didn't even know the precise mechanisms of a pregnancy test, or ovulation test, well enough I could even start to explain how to make them. Of course, with magic, "pee on a stick and let it tell you if you can get pregnant now, or if you are pregnant now" was probably a step down from what they had. And it wasn't like they weren't going to fuck when their bodies demanded it, regardless if whether or not an egg was in the chamber to be fertilized.

Finally, having taken as much cum as she could handle, and probably a little more, Laliera slumped off of me. I could see a gush of the cum she couldn't contain running down her ass from between her sexy folds as her stomach pushed out the excess genetic material. She curled and nestled next to me, cuddling against my side as Sevrina and Anbethir exchanged looks to determine who would go next.

Anbethir's hunger far surpassed Sevrina's so they agreed and Anbethir moved to mount me.

I'd just been Laliera's "pillow princess", which was less my style anyways, so with a smirk and Anbethir's answering smile, I grabbed hold of her, tossed her on the bed on the other side from Laliera and latched my mouth on her breast.

I wasn't surprised that she started rubbing her pussy against my leg. She had been suppressing her need for sex for a day, just like Laliera had been, and she was hungry for it like nothing else. As much as I loved munching on her nipples and licking her delectable globes, she needed dick and more specifically cum. It was quite a contortion to try and have my mouth on her delectable lady parts, while my cock was in position to penetrate her pussy, so with minor regret I released her boobs from my mouth and shifted, lining my manhood up with her sexy little slit.

Anbethir's moan of satisfaction as her pussy stretched around my cock was incredible. I got my arms under her legs and really spread her for a good solid fucking. Anbethir's eyes lolled up in her head as my cock started hitting all the parts that she absolutely loved. Her spread legs made her pussy tighten even more on my cock. I thrust deeper and deeper making her cry in blissful ecstasy as she was folded over and fucked.

"Yes... yes... yes..." Anbethir yelped as my cock stirred her womb. "Please... I need..."

"You need... this..." I grunted, thrusting deep into her pussy and releasing a torrent of cum straight into her womb.

Anbethir's face was plastered with the exquisite expression of unbound bliss as her body spasmed and jerked as the pleasure fired every nerve in her body, rippling up and down her being with electric, satisfying gratification. Her womb stretched as my cum flooded into her and her body pulsed and squeezed, milking me for more.

Finally, as the last load of cum was pumped into her sex, Anbethir laid back in satisfied near unconscious bliss, she just let out a satisfied moan. "Yesssss.... That is what I needed."

"My turn." Sevrina celebrated moving to join me on the bed. "May I, Master?"

I decided I deserved the treat, and let Sevrina do as Laliera had, taking the initiative and control of our fuck session. There was something nice to having a woman, or she-elf, submit, let you manhandle her, and just fuck her brainless, but on the other hand, letting your woman spoil you was nice sometimes too. I let her guide me down to the bed and mount me.

Laliera had tried not to loudly proclaim we were fucking, and Anbethir hadn't been overly loud, but Sevrina either didn't care, or wanted people to know. She crooned loudly as my cock split her womanhood and she moaned in time with her bounces. I reached up and fondled her small breasts and played with her nipples, finding them very sensitive and Sevrina very much approved of my touch. Her moans grew louder as she rode on, her body reaching one of the lesser orgasms that only drove her hunger for seed higher, and she held onto me with her arms, trying to use them to speed up the rate at which she could buck up and down my length. This leaned her forward enough I lifted my torso up and kissed her. She seemed surprised, but recovered quickly, returning my kiss as her other lips kissed my crotch.

"Please... I cannot" Sevrina panted, running out of steam.

I rolled her onto her back and took my position between her thighs. I snagged ahold of both hips and started pistoning like her life depended on it. Her legs spread wide for me, her knees pulling up toward her shoulders.

"Yes... yes... Yes!... YES!!!" She cried, feeling my cock swell and pulse, until with her last cry I shot my load.

Could I have made it last longer? Undoubtedly. But Sevrina wanted cum, and now she would have cum. I held myself deep in her body as she convulsed in pleasure, bathing her depths and trying to paint every crevice white. Again, her stomach bulged a bit, and her eyes rolled in pleasure as she was packed to capacity and overflowed and still I was shooting inside her. It didn't seem to matter that I was putting pornstars to shame with the load I had just put in Laliera, I had turned around and did the same in Servrina.

I looked over at Laliera and Anbethir as they laid back, their legs limply falling open and another steady stream of the excess I provided leaking from them. That might have given Sevrina an extra shot or two, as damn, I loved creaming these gorgeous elves. It was still a little crazy to me that this was a major part of my job now. Job 1: Win the war. Nothing else mattered if I failed at that. Once the war was done, Job 2: Fuck like I was Adam trying to repopulate the planet... except instead of just Eve, I had a whole harem.

A motion caught my eye as something flicked through the thick white globs of my cum leaking from Laliera and Anbethir's thoroughly fucked pussies. The sizable globs seemed to rise a bit before disappearing.

"Mmmmmmmmm.... Fuck, that is good." Railyn's voice murmured, and her focus must have wavered, as she flickered into sight, standing next to the large cot-like bed, covered with fur blankets. A finger still lingered in her mouth as her tongue snaked out to lick the traces of my cum from her finger.

"What the hell, Railyn?" I demanded.

"Well, you've been slow... normally, I would taste it as it leaked from me... but you have been refusing to breed with me, so I had to find somewhere else to taste it." Railyn shrugged as though that explained everything.

"And why did you have to taste my cum?" I pressed.

Railyn blinked, "Oh, right. You don't know anything."

I took some slight offense at that, but as far as this world went... she wasn't far from wrong.

"Well, Elves have to use magic to know if a male can impregnate them." Railyn smirked. "Our gods were smarter when they made us. We can taste if you could impregnate us, so we know whether a child of a strong male that beat us is even possible. The sweeter the... you called it cum?... the more fertile the male is to us. If a male isn't compatible, he'll taste sour. A sweet taste with a sour aftertaste means that he can give us a child, but that child will bear no more children."

I blinked. "What?"

"Yep. I haven't tasted many males, just the ones Na had me try to learn what to taste for." Railyn shrugged. "Oh, and close relations taste just wrong... in case you were wondering. Like, sure, it might be sweet, but it is sickening at the same time."

Well, that would hurt the populations of a few communities on Earth if it were true for humans... but...

"So you just taste every males' cum before you let them fuck you?" I clarified, very confused.

"Usually only for other Lorpins." Railyn admitted, sitting down and smiling at me. "To make sure you aren't breeding with family. For other races, you usually just test it once the deed is done, see if it might bear fruit. Especially if you got trounced. Those are the males we REALLY want adding their strong traits to our people."

I blinked. "Wait, I thought getting to fuck you was the reward to the man who beat you?"

"I mean... isn't breeding always a reward to the male?" She asked. "You seem to enjoy it. Even if you are spurning me for some reason."

"Look, where I'm from... yes, we fucked, but we weren't trying for babies! You generally only tried to have babies with one... female." I told her. "It's just weird."

"What's the point of... fucking?... if you aren't going to have babies afterward?" Railyn demanded incredulously.

"Fun?" I suggested lamely.

"Well, you were built for 'fun'... you have a really nice looking cock for breeding. It certainly looked like they enjoyed it." Railyn noted again, and I realized, I was standing there... naked... with the juices of all my matrons mixed on my cock and cum leaking from their exposed sexes.

"Maybe we could have a little privacy?" I requested.

"Oh, right, everyone has to be naked for one of these? I forget your rules, but I do remember one of your she-elves telling me that." Railyn apologized, and before I could argue, she shrugged out of her shirt. A layered warp of strips of thin fabric supported her sizable breasts, which she had unraveled on the floor as I was taken aback by her boldness. "What? You did not believe I was prepared to be bred by you?" Her pants hit the floor, revealing a strip of fabric that served as her panties, held up by what appeared to be a ribbon around her waist, going through loops on the front and back of her loincloth. "I assure you, I am prepared to breed with you. Have been since you first defeated me."

And with that, her loincloth dropped.

"Will you breed me now?"

As a man, with red blood in my body, the answer to that question was obvious, even with my three freshly fucked matrons behind me.

I admit, there was a part of me that wondered if I was going 'furry'. I had tried to ignore the fact that Railyn had a thin, light fur over most of her body. The hairs were shorter than something like my arm hair, but there was more of it, though not enough to be a full on coat, like a dog or cat has, even a shorthair. Her hands only had this fur on the back of her hand, with a hairless section that reached from her palm up her wrists. There was also her face and down the front of her neck that lacked fur, her breasts were furless, as was a patch around her very normal looking pussy. She straddled my legs and sat on my lap, and I expected to feel fur, but it was silky and try as I might, I couldn't tell the difference between her fur and a normal woman's silky skin.

"Breed me." She pleaded, rocking forward so the lips of her pussy glided up the shaft of my cock. "For defeating me, you get this reward. And in exchange for my services, I am owed it."