Theresa's thighs instinctively clamped together, her plump, soft flesh immediately trapping Charles's hands. Yet she consciously forced herself to relax, surrendering to his exploring fingers roaming her body.
"She—and her entire race—are incredibly valuable... Ah...," she whispered, her voice trembling as his thumb circled her puckered nipple.
Her words dissolved into panting as Charles's relentless assault left her defenseless. He frowned slightly. "Elaborate."
He bent his head, taking the nipple of her free breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened peak. Theresa gritted her teeth instinctively. Three sensitive zones—both nipples and her slit—were being teased simultaneously, flooding her with a tide of pleasure that wracked her body with involuntary tremors.
As their intimacy deepened and Charles's knowledge of her body grew, his skill had sharpened dramatically. Yet Theresa's endurance hadn't kept pace. Instead, her heightened senses from increased strength left her hypersensitive, less tolerant of the overwhelming sensations.
The imbalance tipped her into helpless submission. She teetered on the edge of surrender, skin flushed crimson, reason crumbling under pleasure's weight.
It took immense effort to hold back her climax as she rasped her explanation. "Feywild satyrs... Ah... possess innate spellcasting gifts but can't stay long in the Material Plane... yet these satyrs integrate those gifts with our world. It's unprecedented..."
A sheen of sweat glistened on her forehead. "Their potential rivals elves'. Each could become a mighty druid with training..." A soft moan escaped her. "So I plan to bind their race to you as slaves. Starting with Willo—she'll be the first you... Aaah—!"
At last, she broke. Under Charles's relentless triple-play—nipple sucking, finger-fucking, and clit-rubbing—warm slickness gushed from her pussy. Her body convulsed through her first orgasm of the night.
Charles released the rosy nipple slick with his saliva, lifting his head to gaze at her bliss-dazed face with a weary sigh. "Your method... lacks efficiency."
His frustration stemmed from a tangle of thoughts. Theresa's eagerness to expand his harem didn't surprise him; her witch nature drove her to "fix" things. But her approach—crude, archaic—needed refinement. Moreover, druids alone weren't enough—did he need another dependent race?
Theresa blinked back to clarity. "You... want me to move faster? Had you intervened tonight, Willo would've sworn loyalty already—"
"No," Charles cut in. "Enslaving them is inefficient. True value comes from partnership."
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Satyrs crave freedom like any race. Druidic power thrives on that drive. Shackle them, and they'll cast cantrips—not world-shaping spells."
Theresa's eyes narrowed. "But what if they turn on you? Use their power to undermine you?"
"Enslaving remains safest," she insisted. "Or we could condition them—for generations. Ensure each satyr maiden bears your child before mating others. In time, your bloodline would dominate them... breed loyalty as deep as mine."
Charles chuckled, pinching her cheek. "Impossible. Blood ties crumble before ambition—always. Remember the Dragon-Tortoise Uprising in Sein? Brothers slaughtered fathers for power."
Theresa fell silent, outmaneuvered by history. He kissed her again. "I fear no betrayal. Never seek loyalty like yours from others—you're unique."
A beatific smile softened Theresa's features. Gratitude morphed into hunger. She surged upward, claiming Charles's mouth in a fierce kiss, tongues clashing with barely restrained need.
Still kissing her, he positioned himself atop her lush body. Guiding his aching cock to her entrance, he nudged forward. Her wet heat yielded, stretching around his thick shaft as he slid inside.
A groan tore from Theresa's lips as her vaginal walls clamped like a vise, every nerve in Charles's cock screaming under pressure.
Holding steady, he began thrusting—shallow at first, then deeper, harder. Flesh slapped against flesh in a primal rhythm that filled the cramped tent.
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