When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 01

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Set in the fantasy world of the Forgotten Realms, this story is a continuation of two previous stories with my own D & D character, Callia Blackhawk, as the main character.
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Six months had passed since Callia had failed at her attempt on Amakiir's life. It had also been six months since he had enslaved her passion and bound her to his will. Six full months of blissful highs and tumultuous lows for the two lovers, yet they had made it through.

Callia had begun to take it one day at a time, rarely thinking ahead, for she never knew what each day would bring. She could never predict what Amakiir's mood would be from one day to the next. At times, it dropped down to one hour to the next. He went from loving to resentful to dominant and back again. She could barely keep up with the maelstrom of emotions he exhibited. Yet she could almost figure out what his mood might be by their morning sex romp, and she had gotten good at anticipating what he might want of her, though, most of the time, his mood utterly kept her guessing. Callia nearly began to believe it was all a game to him and only he knew the rules.

Therefore, when he announced one morning that he planned to take her to Silverymoon with him, she was extremely excited. She hadn't left the clan hold since she'd returned six months prior and was looking forward to it.

She packed a few things she'd need for the trip in her haversack, and took time to stop to tell her mother of their plans. It never hurt for someone to know where she'd be and how long she expected to be gone.

Amakiir had conjured two phantom steeds for them to ride and informed her they would be stopping in Quaevarr where they would be meeting up with his boon companion. Callia shot him a questioning look. "I wasn't aware you had a cohort. Have you followers as well?" Callia remarked as she mounted the steed.

"Yes, a few. They live in the clan hold. And I'm surprised I hadn't mentioned my companion. Her name is Delilah. She's human and quite the accomplished rogue," he replied.

Callia noted the tonal inflection in his voice as he spoke of her and guessed he and his cohort had been intimate. "It sounds like I'm not the only Blackhawk with a yen for humans."

"Yes, I know all about your ranger," he quipped wryly before admitting, "Yes, Delilah and I have been lovers in the past, but she prefers Orcs. Actually, your ravisher was one of hers. He may be the one that'll be with her today. She said she may bring one of her many orcish lovers with her."

Callia glared at him. "To each his own."

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It took very little time to make it to Quaevarr upon the magical steeds. At an inn, they were joined by Delilah without one of her Orcish lovers. Amakiir conjured one more magical steed for Delilah and the three travelers headed off towards Silverymoon. Before they knew it, they had reached the city gates.

Amakiir dispelled the steeds and the trio walked through the gates.

"So why are we here?" Callia asked, realizing she hadn't inquired about the reason of the trip.

"I need supplies, mostly. Also it's so nice to get away from the clan and experience culture. Silverymoon really is a wonderfully beautiful city."

"It almost makes me miss Waterdeep." Callia added as she recalled her last visit to the City of Splendors. Nathan had been in Waterdeep. Callia flushed and she felt an ache from deep within. Though Amakiir was a satisfying lover, Nathan was on a completely different plateau.

"From the dreamy look on her face, whatever was in Waterdeep must have been good." Delilah commented as a wide smile crossed her face.

"Your ranger, I presume." Amakiir interjected.

Callia nodded. "Nathan."

Amakiir flashed a knowing look at her and she quickly glanced away, attempting to hide her feelings of excitement at the mention of his name. She knew it wouldn't take much to provoke his jealous streak and she really wasn't up for an altercation with him. Squelching her lusty thoughts, she began to take in the sights and sounds of the city as they headed for the Golden Oak inn. "I'd like to browse the Market," Callia stated as she remembered a few things she needed as well.

"I'm sure you'll be able to, my pretty. That'll give you something to do while I conduct my business," he replied. "Perhaps Delilah will accompany you."

"I'd like that, if you don't mind," Delilah said.

"Not at all," Callia smiled, as her eyes flicked over the comely dark haired human female.

Amakiir noted the looks passing between the two females. "Callia, my sweet, don't waste your time. You are not an Orc with a monstrous cock."

Delilah chuckled. "I enjoy more than just dumb orcs with monster schlongs, my sweet."

"I don't share, though," he retorted.

Delilah flashed him a pouty faced look. "Not even for me?"

"Perhaps I'll make an exception for you, if I can watch."

"You may."

"Then it is settled."

"Yes, it is." Callia piped in as she smacked Amakiir's ass. "So how far is the inn?"

"A few more blocks. Why? Are you in a hurry? Excited?"

"Perhaps."

The trio arrived at the Golden Oak Inn and Amakiir requested the best private room available. It surprised her when he opened the door and revealed the large bed.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you'd planned this little threesome." Callia quipped. "Did you think we'd all share the same room? Or had you planned for sweet Delilah to have her own room?"

"We usually share a room, unless one of my dumb orcs is with me. Lately though, Silverymoon frowns upon any full-blooded orc coming through her gates. With all the troubles the North has had with King Obould, they tend to shoot first, ask questions later." Delilah replied as she tossed her haversack onto a large comfortable chair.

Callia nodded. She had heard of all the attacks the army of Obould Many-Arrows had launched against Mithril Hall, amongst other places of the North. "I see."

"Does it bother you that he and I have been lovers in the past?"

"No, should it? Would it bother you if I told you he let one of your dumb orcs ravage me that night attempted to kill him?"

"No, it doesn't. You just seemed somewhat cold for a moment." Delilah remarked.

"It's not that."

"Is it jealousy? You don't have to worry about me. I won't take him from you. We weren't very sexually compatible to begin with. I like Orcs. I like it rough. I like it to hurt. I get off on pain. I crave big Orc cock. Amakiir lacks in size and in thrust."

"Plus Delilah is fairly loose. I like it tight." Amakiir added.

Callia nodded, remembering how he'd used magic to make her own pussy virginal tight. She did have to admit it felt damn good being tight again. Callia's eyes flicked over as she took in all both Amakiir and Delilah had said.

"Juicy Miss Lucy, eh?"

Delilah chuckled at Callia's remark. "Have you had a woman before?"

"I've been involved in some heavy petting and foreplay with one before, but I've never fucked one before." Callia replied. "Have you?"

"Ditto."

"Then this should prove quite interesting." Callia purred before turning back to Amakiir. "How long will it take you to complete your business?"

"Anxious, eh?"

"Very," she purred. "My pussy is dripping wet. I could explode at the thought of having your cock and her juicy pussy at the same time. I wanna FUCK!"

"It shouldn't take more than a few hours. I'm sorry that you'll have to wait. Go to the market. Buy whatever you need and then we'll meet back here. Just do not start without me." He warned as he shot her a look that said 'or else' as he opened his haversack and pulled out a small brown package, which he promptly stashed inside his robes. "I'll be off now. Behave!"

Amakiir quickly planted a kiss on both Callia and Delilah before heading to the door. Callia smiled at Delilah as she reached for her. "One kiss won't hurt," she murmured as she licked her lips.

Callia pulled Delilah to her, one hand sliding into her hair and the other slipping down to caress her finely shaped ass. Delilah gasped and wrapped her arms around her. She dipped her head slightly as their lips neared each other's and parted. Their lips lingered a hair's breadth apart before coming together. After a few teasing smooches, the kiss deepened, parting their lips, and bringing forth tongues to duel. There was much wildness to the kiss, carnal in its heat and utterly breathtaking.

Soon Callia began her assault on Delilah as she took charge. Her hands were everywhere at once. Sliding over Delilah's lithe figure and squeezing her breasts, massaging her thighs and ass. Her hands didn't stop. Callia slid her hands over the vee of Delilah's crotch, dipping into the juncture of her thighs. She could feel a wetness gathering through the material of her clothing. She could feel Delilah's heat searing her palm as she rubbed and teased her. Delilah felt an overwhelming sensation wash over her. It had been a long time since she had felt like this. She let out a moan. Soon her own hands sought out Callia's body.

Various articles of clothing melted away and fell to the floor as hands tugged and caressed each other's bodies. Callia let out a low throaty moan as Delilah's brushed her fingers over Callia's voluptuous breasts. Her nipples hardened to tight taut buds. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss, sucking and nibbling at each other's lips. Tongues dueled in a dance of blissfulness. A moan escaped Delilah's parted lips as she felt Callia pinch her nipples.

"More!" Delilah whispered, urging the strawberry blonde wild elf on. Callia responded in kind, giving Delilah what she asked for. She pinched and pulled, twisting and tweaking until little gasps of pain escaped Delilah's lips.

Then abruptly Callia ended their steamy kiss, tugging Delilah toward her and the bed by her taut elongated nipples. Delilah moaned, loving the feel of the sharp pains.

"Yes...," she hissed. "You know what I like!"

"You like it rough, don't you?" Callia purred.

"Yes!"

"Is that why you prefer big mean orc cock?" Callia snarled as she shoved Delilah down to the bed with as much force as she could muster.

Delilah hit the feather mattress hard and moaned aloud, "Yes! Yes!"

"Maybe all you've known is pain. Let me show a new way. I promise you'll discover my way is just as pleasurable...if not more so." Callia purred as she climbed onto the bed, sliding her compact lithe body over that of the tall dark haired human assassin's.

Delilah let out a shivering moan. "Yes, please, show me...,"

Scooting Delilah up the bed, Callia used four silken strips she pulled from her haversack to tie her to the bed frame. Callia had initially intended to use them on Amakiir but knew Delilah would appreciate her efforts even more. Delilah strained against her bonds and moaned aloud. Callia then pulled various phallic shaped objects from her haversack. Lastly she produced two small vials of special oils, one of which was the very same oil Amakiir often used on her to tighten her pussy.

Removing the top of one of the vials, she poured a bit of the scented massage oil into the palms.

"Ready?" Callia purred.

"Yes! Yes!"

Callia straddled her new companion's curvaceous body and rubbed her palms together. She then placed one hand over each of Delilah's breasts and began to massage each lightly and gently. Instead of pinching and tweaking roughly on the stiff nipples, Callia leaned down, taking one in her mouth while softly plucking the other. Her tongue flicked. Her lips sucked. Delilah moaned softly, her head thrashing back and forth upon the pillow behind her head. Yet Callia persisted, changing breasts. She drove Delilah into a moaning frenzy with her talented tongue and hands.

Slipping lower, she rubbed the fragrant oil into Delilah's midsection, massaging it into her tightly muscled abs. Her tongue followed, sliding a wicked course down Delilah's body to her navel. She delved her tongue in, flicking back and forth, tasting the tangy, pungent aroma of her skin.

Downwards, Callia moved, skirting the neatly trimmed bush of dark curls. She worked her way down her shapely thighs to her calves and feet. She soon discovered Delilah's feet were ticklish, and delighted in taking advantage of that knowledge. She rubbed the massage oil into soles of Delilah's feet, paying special attention to the arch of the foot. Delilah groaned then giggled as Callia's light touch skimmed over the toes.

"Please...not my feet...," Delilah protested, with a sigh.

Callia chuckled and slid back up the beautiful human's body. "Very well, my sweet," she granted before returning to her tender ministrations of Delilah's plentiful breasts.

"You forgot something...," Delilah cried out, nearly begging Callia to appease her needs.

"No, my beautiful one, I haven't. I'm saving the best for that. Just enjoy!" Callia began to stroke Delilah's face. She took particular notice of her lover's lush full lips. She let her own lips linger on Delilah's ears, neck, and breasts before moving back up to her lush lips. The next kiss, though tender and soft, that Callia bestowed upon Delilah lacked none of the earlier passion the harsher kisses had produced. Delilah let out a moan as her body writhed and undulated beneath that of her wild elf lover's.

Callia dropped back down Delilah's body, sliding over the breasts to her thighs. She eased them apart as her fingers dipped down and slid the pink folds open. Delilah let out a whimper. She inhaled the pungent aroma of Delilah's pussy and gasped as she viewed it in all of its spread glory. Her pussy was beautiful. The nest of dark curls was neatly trimmed down to a small patch of curls directly above the folds that nestled her clit. Callia could tell Delilah was incredibly aroused as she noticed how red her swollen cunt lips were and all the cunt juice glistening on her dark curls.

Kissing her along her right thigh, Callia zeroed in her pussy. The closer Callia got to her cunt, the stronger her scent became. Slowly she licked around her pussy, sucking and kissing her swollen lips. Callia could not wait any longer. She stuck her tongue in her cunt and sucked as much of her sweet nectar as she could. Delilah moaned. She was enjoying it as much as Callia was. She knew she had her so she moved up to Delilah's clit. It was not hard to find since it was sticking out from its hood. As she licked and sucked her clit, Callia slipped a finger into her cunt. She groaned louder this time. Delilah's pussy lips were swollen and glistening with her juices. Callia pulled away from her clit and slowly licked those puffy lips. Mixing it up and keeping Delilah on the edge of orgasmic frenzy, Callia alternated from her lips to her clit to her cunt.

Finally, she concentrated on her clit while she slipped two fingers in to her cunt. With a deep moan, she buried his face between her legs. Her tongue flicked out and licked up and down her slit and over her clit. She clamped her mouth over her pussy mound and pushed her tongue into her steamy snatch. Delilah lifted her ass up off the bed and humped Callia's face while squealing as the overwhelming sensations of her climax thundered through her body. But Callia was not finished with Delilah. She licked up to her clit, then back down across her pussy to the tight nub of her ass. She clamped her mouth over her swollen mound and slurped her female nectar with her lips and tongue. Then she lathered her tight ass with her own flowing juices, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across the tight nub. She moved her lips, tongue back to Delilah's pussy, and pressed her fingers against her ass until it pushed inside.

Delilah continued her moaning and gasping. She squirmed hard against Callia's probing fingers and tongue. She shoved two fingers into Delilah's hot pussy and ground them around against the walls of her cunt. Delilah was close. Her gasps and moans were getting louder and louder. Callia shoved her finger deep into Delilah's ass, fucked her pussy fast, and sucked her clit between her lips, biting it gently.

Delilah's entire body tensed. A scream escaped from her throat. Her legs were shaking. She thrust her pussy violently up against Callia's mouth. Juices gushed from her pussy. Callia clamped her mouth over her swollen pussy and sucked her sweet nectar into her mouth. Her other finger continued to pumped in and out of her ass. Never had she felt anything quite like this. Delilah collapsed against her bonds, nearing exhaustion.

But Callia wasn't done with her yet. She reached for the other vial of oil and poured some into her hand. She rubbed her hands together before returning them to Delilah's cum soaked pussy. She gently massaged the swollen pussy lips and engorged clit, bringing new cries from Delilah. Then she pushed two fingers inside, thrusting in as deep as she could until she found Delilah's sweet spot. With her oiled fingers, she rubbed the sensitive mass of nerves. Soon Delilah was bucking and screaming as her body erupted in another round of cumming fury. Callia pulled her fingers out and massaged the outer lips. She knew Delilah would soon tighten. Then it was time to show her how a gentle fucking could be more pleasurable than a harsher one.

She allowed Delilah to rest while she dug the strap-on apparatus from her sack of goodies. Then she selected a polished ivory phallic attachment and nested it in the harness of the apparatus. Grabbing the oil, she coated the ivory cock and slipped the whole apparatus into place around her slender hips.

"Are you ready, sweet Delilah?" Callia murmured, her voice low and feral.

"Yes, yes, yes...," Delilah moaned, writhing about on the bed.

Callia released Delilah's ankles from the bonds and slid into place over her. She softly nipped at her breasts before guiding the ivory phallus towards Delilah's dripping wet pussy. "Tell me if this is not comfortable. Tell me if you are not enjoying how I fuck your sweet pussy."

Callia easily nestled herself in the cradle of Delilah's hips as she slid the ivory cock up and down over her lover's swollen pussy lips. She lined the tip up and pushed her hips, sinking the head into Delilah's hot snatch. Further, she pushed in and her swollen cunt split open as Callia's 'cock' penetrated into her slipperiness. She felt so tight. Her silk-like walls gripped the phallus as Callia pushed deeper and deeper inside her.

It was if Callia then lost herself in the moment. She knew what she herself enjoyed and called upon those memories as she eagerly thrust into Delilah's juicy pussy. She kept her thrusts steady and even, not wanting to penetrate her too harshly. She knew if she wasn't careful, the ivory phallus could hurt Delilah. She took her time and increased her rhythm a little at a time until she found the depth and stroke that would bring forth the most pleasure. She knew she had found Delilah's sweet spot once more as Delilah let out a series of screams.

"More...please...more...right there....yes...right there...more...," Delilah gasped out as she brought her legs up to wrap around Callia. "Harder...harder...,"

Callia gave her what she begged for, increasing her thrusts. She pulled back all the way to the hilt and pulled out and slammed into her again driving her 'cock' even deeper into Delilah's cum soaked cunt. That began a hard and reckless fuck. Callia pounded into her as Delilah screamed, still begging for more.

"Fuck me, Callia. Shove your big hard cock up my pussy. Please...,"

And Callia obliged Delilah, fucking her as hard as she could and as deeply as she could take it. She turned Delilah into a cumming machine as one orgasm hit after the other, rocking her body. She screamed until she collapsed, unable to take no more.

Callia removed the strap-on and felt her own dripping thighs soaked with cum from Delilah as well as her own. Curling up on the bed, she pulled Delilah into her arms, cradling the beautiful human.

"Am I right?" she whispered, her tongue tracing Delilah's ear.

"Oh yes...very much so. I never felt anything like that. I've never been fucked like that. You ravished me thoroughly without all the roughness and pain. I'll never be able to get enough." Delilah admitted, offering her kiss-swollen lips up to Callia for more.

"Me either."

Callia felt it wise to hide the things she'd used on Delilah, at least until later on. She knew Amakiir would be furious if he knew what had taken place.

They both decided to take a break and go to the Market like originally planned and quickly helped each other dress.

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Callia and Delilah spent a few hours browsing the Market. The pair spent their time together laughing and groping at each other when they thought no one was watching. It amazed Callia to find out that Delilah had indeed worked as an assassin. She didn't seem to be the type. She didn't seem cold, vicious, or heartless as most assassins were described. Callia pushed those thoughts out of her head and concluded that one must do what one must in order to survive.

Callia grasped Delilah's hand, pulling her to a stop as she stopped to look at a booth selling gems, jewelry, and pretty gee-gaws. As she examined an amber gem, she noticed someone familiar out of the corner of her eye. Setting the gem down and thanking the proprietor, Callia turned to see her favorite human lover, Nathan, a few booths over.

Nathan, her heart soared. Yet her soaring heart plummeted as she noticed he was not alone. A beautiful half-elven female clung to his side, her hands stroking his body as if they had carnal knowledge of him. Callia scoffed. She knew Nathan well and figured the half-elf did have very detailed carnal knowledge of his body. Nathan was very free with his affections and was known to be a playboy. With a devious grin, Callia pulled away from Delilah, deciding to steal the wind from the half-elf's sails. Nathan was hers and she would make that crystal clear.

"Watch this!" Callia winked at Delilah as she checked her appearance in a polished steel looking glass. Dashing in Nathan's direction, she harnessed the adrenaline pumping through her veins and pounced on him just as the half-elf moved from his side. Callia threw her arms around him, surprising him, and nearly knocking the wind from his body, and wrapped herself around his body. Her arms tightened around his neck as her legs slid around his waist.

"Nathan!" She squealed his name with glee while planting tiny wet kisses all over his face.

"Callia!" Nathan replied as he adjusted to her passionate attack. His own arms came up around her and he returned her kisses, oblivious to who may be watching.

"You're a sight to behold," Callia purred as she nuzzled her face into his neck. "I've missed you."

The half-elf cleared her throat, breaking up the tender exchange. Callia shot her a glance and with a haughty, smug glare unwrapped herself from Nathan's body. "Oh sorry, in my excitement of seeing my luscious darling Nathan again, I must not have noticed you. I'm Callia Blackhawk."

The half-elf shot an inquisitive glance at Nathan before turning her attention back to Callia and spat rather cattily, "My name is Nayanna and I'm sure you didn't see me. You seem to be beyond notice of many things."

Callia sneered at her and ignored the spiteful remark. She fluffed her hair and grabbed Nathan by the hand. "Excuse us!"

She then proceeded to pull Nathan away from his half-elven companion, leading him down the midway of the Market, just out of earshot of his companion.

"Nathan my sweet, I know how you are. We operate in similar ways, but even I am not as possessive of you as she is. Is she special to you?" Callia asked as she threaded her fingers through his hair.

Nathan chuckled, "You know me well. All women are special to me."

Callia shook her head. "I'd expect something like that from you. For a moment, I was worried that you might be lost to me. I have missed you greatly."

"We were just together not too long ago in Waterdeep." Nathan smiled, allowing her to guide him into an alleyway not far from the open market.

"You know I can never get enough of you. I've nary ever found a better lover who can satisfy me like you do." Callia grinned, "Your little companion didn't look too happy that I had my hands on you. Perhaps she doesn't know you as well as I do. She seems far too clingy and unwilling to share your affections."

"You may be right, but there is more than enough of me to go around."

"Does she expect you to change for her?"

"Perhaps."

"But you won't. I know you too well. We are too much alike. I don't think I could change my ways either."

Nathan nodded in agreement. "That's what I like about you. You have no expectations about us," he purred as he pressed her up against a brick walled building.

"To an extent, I do," she corrected him. "I know if we're in the same city, we'll at least spend one night together. We're good together."

"And if I decided I wanted to fuck you here and now up against this wall, would you be satisfied?" Nathan teased, as he nuzzled his lips against her neck.

Callia groaned, "Yes, very."

"That's my girl." Nathan helped her shimmy out of her trouser bottoms and untied the laces of her tunic, exposing her breasts to him. He took much delight in fondling and nibbling on her nipples. She moaned and squirmed at the feel of his mouth on her. Reaching down his body, she unlaced his own trousers and slipped her hand inside. As she felt around, she slid her hand over his largely engorged cock. They both groaned as her fingers brushed its swollen tip.

She eased open her thighs and wrapped her legs around him all the while guiding his cock towards her soaking wet pussy. With a quick shove of his hips, he slid himself in the hilt. Callia let out a squeal. He felt so good inside her. His cock was thicker and longer than Amakiir's, almost as if it was made to perfectly match her pussy. She was on the verge of exploding from the stimulation of his thick cock ramming up against her sweet spot as he controlled his thrusts. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around his hard flesh, and stroked it as he stuffed it up her cunt. Nathan pulled out and slammed back into her, driving his cock even deeper up her cunt.

His hard cock touched every nerve ending inside her pussy. The tightness in her pussy intensified. Her head began to spin as her pussy gripped his cock. Callia bit her lip and started to shake. Her hands looked for something to grasp as though she needed to anchor her body to absorb the impact as he pounded away. She dug her nails into his back, scratching and clawing. Fighting to prolong her pleasure, she bit into his neck before an explosion unlike any she had ever experienced ripped through her pussy. Callia screamed from the unbearable pleasure that surged through every muscle in her body. She gasped for air. Her body jerked hard. Nathan's big cock continued to pound into her repeatedly. She could feel her pussy twitch and gush around his swollen girth.

Her orgasm didn't stop it, just slowed. Juices streamed down her thighs.

Nathan grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples sending her off on another wave of uncontrollable spasms. His hands went back to her tits, squeezing and pinching her naked beauties. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh and swollen nipples. Their eyes were locked in a lust-filled stare. Callia licked her lips and mouthed the words 'fuck me'. Her breathing became faster. She could feel another orgasm approaching.

Nathan decided it was time to finish with her. He put his hands on the backs of her thighs and lifted. Callia hooked her legs up over his shoulders and pressed against him, widening her thighs, and allowing him even deeper penetration. Callia let out a strangled scream as she felt his cock sink as deep as it possibly could. He grabbed her firm cheeks with his hands and dug his fingers into the cleft between them. Nathan fucked her harder and faster. His balls slapped against her asshole as he pushed deeper into her cunt. Juices poured from inside her and dripped down his balls.

"Fuck me, Nathan. Cum in my pussy. That's it, baby... harder... oh god,

I'm going to cum again... oh shit... that's it... yes... yes...," Callia cried as her nails tore down his back.

Soon Nathan could feel his balls fill with cum and his cock swell inside her twitching cunt. He was almost there... just a few more strokes. He slammed into her hard, then again and again. On the fourth stroke, he could feel hot fluids surge through his engorged cock. He buried himself deep in her cunt. His cock erupted. Nathan let out a loud roar. Hot cum exploded from his cock and filled her gushing pussy. He pulled out and shoved back in releasing another flood of cum deep into her. His seed continued blasting into her cunt and mixing with her own juices until he could feel them seeping out and dripping down over his balls.

With a hefty groan, he leaned against her, pushing her harder up against the wall. "Callia...," he gasped.

He lowered her legs and continued to hold her tight. He couldn't remember the last time fucking a woman felt this good. Perhaps the last time had been with her while they were both in Waterdeep. He sought out her lips and kissed her tenderly, pouring out all the emotions he felt for which he didn't have the words. Callia responded in kind. Something had happened between them. Something she couldn't explain. Drawing back from him, Callia stroked his face. "You never fail to amaze me. That was indescribable, my love."

"I aim to please, my sweetness."

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Delilah standing at the mouth of the alleyway. Callia knew she had been caught and wondered how much Delilah had seen. Getting the inevitable over with, Callia called out for Delilah to join them. She didn't even bother to pull her clothes back on.

"Come to me, sweet Delilah."

Delilah smiled as she noticed Callia's state of undress. "You bad girl...So this is what you've been doing. You could have shared!" Delilah sweetly scolded.

"Never!" Callia retorted as she reached for the beautiful human female and drew her into the circle of both hers and Nathan's arms. "Delilah, my precious, say hello to Nathan."

"Hello, gorgeous." Delilah purred as she took note of how special Nathan seemed to be to Callia. Delilah leaned in and planted a kiss upon Nathan's cheek.

"And Nathan, meet my beautiful Delilah. She has the finest pussy I've ever had the pleasure to fuck." Callia purred as she planted a kiss on Nathan's other cheek.

Nathan's eyebrows rose at Callia's statement. "You have been a bad, bad girl, haven't you? I may have to join both of you next time you fuck her fine pussy."

"I think we'd enjoy that," Callia moaned.

A look flashed from Delilah to Callia. She cocked an eyebrow at her. Leaning in close, she whispered in Callia's ear, "What about Amakiir? You know what he'll do if he finds out."

Callia nodded her head. She did know, all too well. Still Callia chose to live in the moment. She would have Nathan. "Meet us later outside of the Golden Oak when the moon is highest in the sky."

"You know I will. It'll no doubt take me that long to detach Nayanna's ever persistent hands from my cock." Nathan guffawed as he reached down to pull his trousers back up. As he retied the laces, Callia shimmied back into her own clothes.

Delilah cleared her throat as she noticed the half-elf storming down the alleyway towards them. "How dare you drag him off like that?" Nayanna growled at Callia. "Get your hands off him...NOW!!!"

"Why should I?" Callia shot back, as she clamped her hand over his cock.

"Ladies, please. There is enough of me for all of you to enjoy. I will see you later, Callia. Nayanna, if you will, come with me." Nathan bestowed one last kiss upon Callia as well as Delilah before leading Nayanna out of the alley.

Callia watched him walk away, her eyes fastened on his fine ass.

"Was he worth it?" Delilah asked as she shook Callia's shoulder.

"Nathan is always worth it. I'll deal with Amakiir. Please don't tell him."

"I won't, but I can't lie to him if he asks me directly. We share a magical bond, he and I. He may know already." Delilah warned.

With a sigh, Callia finished straightening her clothing and took hold of Delilah's hand. "Shall we return to the inn?"

"Anxious, are you?"

"If there's to be punishment, I'd rather get it over with." Callia wryly stated. She knew if Amakiir knew, there would be hell to pay. Moreover, there would be no way of keeping her rendezvous with Nathan later that night.

***

Upon returning to their room at the Golden Oak, Callia braced herself for a confrontation with Amakiir. She opened the door and noticed he was in one of the overstuffed chairs that sat before the blazing fireplace.

"We're back!" Callia chimed, as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place.

"So I see. Did you have a good time in the Market? Did you come across any interesting buys?" Amakiir asked, as he flicked his eyes over her head to toe.

"The Market was great, but I didn't buy anything. Nothing sparked my interest," she replied as she moved over to him and slid onto his lap. "What about you? Is your business complete?"

"Quite so." His eyes lingered on Callia before glancing up at Delilah. "Did she behave herself with you?"

Delilah chuckled. "Define behave."

Amakiir shook his head. "I should have known better than to leave you two alone. You wreak of sex and cum. You know I'll have to punish you now, don't you? Both of you."

"Amakiir...," Callia sighed. "It was just a bit of fun. She's incredibly sexy and I couldn't help myself. I had to have her."

Amakiir sneered at her before dumping her unceremoniously onto the floor. "You haven't changed, have you?"

Callia scrambled to her feet and walked over to the bed. She sat upon it and motioned for Delilah to join her. Yet she could not take her eyes off Amakiir's face. She glared at him, wondering how much he knew. Did he know she had been with Nathan? Did he suspect her of any other unfaithfulness? Amakiir quickly leaped out of his chair, and strode over Callia. He bore down on her menacingly, a look of outrage plastered across his face. Raising a hand, he delivered a brutal slap to her face. As Delilah rushed to Callia's defense, he hit her with a burst of magical energy that threw her to the floor.

"How dare you come to her aid? You would do well to stay out of this!" Amakiir shouted. Delilah cowered at his wrath and crawled toward a wall. She let a pitiful whimper. "Do not move until I tell you different!"

He then turned his attention back to Callia, who sat on the bed rubbing her stinging cheek. She glared up at him as her rage began to build within her.

"I should kill you." Amakiir gritted out between clenched teeth. "I know what you've been up to."

He grabbed her and threw her into the middle of the bed, slapping aside her hands as she tried to defend herself. Amakiir began to tear her clothes off, ripping them to shreds until she lay gloriously naked before him. His eyes fastened upon the many love bites upon her chest and neck. "I know all about your sordid little liaison with your precious Nathan. Do you not know I have the power to see you no matter where you may be? Did you enjoy it when he fucked up against a wall like a common street whore? I have been highly generous with you. I have given you everything you could desire. I could overlook the fact you fucked Delilah. I knew you would from the moment you laid eyes on her. So tell me. Tell me why you felt the need to betray me. Give me one reason why I should not end your worthless life."

Callia trembled before him. "I love Nathan. I have ever since I met him. When I saw him today, I could not help myself. I cannot begin to describe what I feel when I see him, how my body reacts when he is near me. He is an addiction and I am powerless against my need of him. I had to have him. When he pressed me up against the wall, all conscious thought evaporated and I gave in to my desires. Kill me if you feel the need to do so."

"Perhaps it is he who should be killed." Amakiir retorted.

"NO! Damn you! Leave Nathan alone!"

"You must love him if you defend him with such passion. If only you loved me as much. If only you defended me with such fervor. What should I do with you now?" Amakiir snarled, as he pressed her down to the mattress. His arm crossed her throat, attempting to choke her.

"Amakiir...," she gasped.

"Now you beg? You dare to beg!?!? How dare you fuck someone else!? How dare you give someone else what you will not give to me!? HOW DARE YOU!?!?!"

Callia felt her face turning red then blue as she gasped for air while he held her in that position for several long minutes. "Can't...breathe..."

He released the pressure off her throat and allowed her to suck in a much-needed breath. She gulped the air, filling her lungs full.

"I gave you everything I had to give. I defended you against our entire clan. And this is how you repay me? By betraying me? How dare you!?"

"I told you." Callia whispered. "Let's just end this farce here and now. Yes, we have had a good time together. And yes, I know you felt something special for me. Yes, you wanted me for a long time, but I am not the type to tie myself down to one man or to any one for very long. That is why Nathan and I work so well together. We allow each other to be ourselves and claim no ownership of each other. He is special to me because his own totally free nature calls to mine. I met him shortly after I left the clan hold a few years ago. Our first time together was so incredible. I have no words to describe it. It was incredible in its intensity. He is brilliant in his art of seduction. We parted ways, but the magic of that night stuck with me. A year or more passed before I encountered him again. He sought me out when he heard I was also in Suzail. We shared another incredible night together. Again we parted ways for we both had duties to see to. I had a geas to fulfill for the Crown of Cormyr. We sailed to the Isle of Prespur and there we were delivered a crushing defeat by a Red Wizard of Thay. For two years, our decaying bodies lay within that mountain. It was only when a rich Waterdhavian noble needed a quest completed was I brought back from the brink. For two years, I lie dead. For two years, no one in my family sought to find me. No one in my loving family even cared to find out what had happened to me.

Tears welled up in Callia's eyes. "A stranger brought me back to life. A stranger!? None of you cared. You only care now that you have me under your thumb. You only care because I am your pretty little plaything. After the quest for Lord Wands was complete, and I was free of my obligation to him, I stayed in Waterdeep for a time. It was then I encountered Nathan once more. He inquired as to why I had seemingly fallen off the face of Faerun. He cared as to what had become of me. He spent a week with me. A week of pure bliss. Did you know that after I died on that mountain, I was granted an entirely brand new body? A brand spanking new body! I was whole again, a goddamned virgin all over again. I gave that to Nathan because he is special to me. He is a human and I know his lifespan is an eye blink compared to that of an elf. I knew it would be one of the last times he and I would ever be together."

She choked back a sob. "When I left Waterdeep, I was determined to settle the score with you and the rest of my family. So I was not the dirty little slut you accused me to be that night I attempted to kill you. I had been dead for two years and had only given my new body to one person. A person I still care for. Do you not see? I have only been with Nathan, you and that dirty Orc you forced upon me. Now you know. Now what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Do you expect me to feel remorse? Or feel sorry for you?" His cold voice sent a shiver racing down Callia's spine. "I told you that you were mine and I will not share. You are mine. Shall I prove it to you?"

"NO! You need not. Let us end this farce. Let me go free."

"Never! I will never let you go. You are mine and I hold onto whatever belongs to me. I shall show you."

Amakiir grabbed up Callia's haversack and pulled from it the silken ties she had used upon Delilah earlier that day. He flipped her over, tied her face down and nearly spread eagle to the bed.

"NO! Don't do this!"

"Yes, my sweet. You will enjoy it. You may even thank me for it."

Callia let out a growl, tugging at her bonds. Amakiir was soon straddling her back, his cock straining against his breeches. Leaning down to her ear, he growled low in his throat, a sound filled with menace and lust. With her arms bound, he reached up and curled his fingers in the long tendrils of her hair, grasping it hard before jerking it back so hard and quick that she had no time to catch her breath, the scream that had started to pour from her lips silenced quickly. He could feel Callia's muscles bunch as she tried to twist and turn, her hips bucking up to dislodge him. Yet with each motion she made he countered, his hands becoming rougher, his thighs tightening around her hips. Shoving a palm straight between her shoulder blades, he held her tight to the bed. He could hear her whimpers and moans as she struggled against her bonds to no avail. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break free of the ropes.

Rising slightly, Amakiir raised his hand and slammed it down fully open palmed to the firm ripeness of her ass, hearing the resounding smack in the air around him. Callia let out a scream. After his hand landed, he gripped her ass cheeks and slammed two fingers into her ass hard, quick, penetrating until his fingers became buried fully. She screamed again as her body lurched, her ass tightening.

A twisted smile curled his lips at Callia's movements, knowing nothing could help her now. Twisting swiftly he moved until he was shoving a foot between her legs and spreading them viciously open without a thought to her pain. Her cries and moans only drawing his breath to be more ragged, his cock to twitch with the need to be buried in that sweet tight ass. To hurt her, take her as he wished and to show her that she was his. That was his sole desire. Giving a yank on her long strawberry blonde hair, Amakiir quickly divested himself of his trousers, his raging cock sprang forward, its girth and length now at it's fullest.

Sliding his hand up into Callia's hair, he slammed her face down into the bed. He then pushed her legs so far apart that he could see the muscles straining. Just as quickly, he slammed his hips forward, ripping into her ass as she screamed into the bed. Her body jerked, lurched forward, and writhed as his cock delved into the dry passage of her tight ass. Groaning he swiveled his hips, drawing back to slam his cock deep into that stretched hole, knowing he was hurting her. His other hand swept back a loud slap to her upturned ass just as his hips drove onward.He growled menacingly and pounded away at her. He fucked her swiftly and mercilessly. He plunged his cock deep into her ass, giving it to her hard and fast. Callia gasped as he reached down to pinch her nipples roughly and continued to fuck her. He began to pump his cock into her, loving the feel of her ass around his cock. Callia screamed, as Amakiir continued to hammer his cock into her ass like there was no tomorrow. He spread her ass cheeks mercilessly wide and slammed it home. Suddenly, he thrust deeper than ever before and she felt a sharp pain and let out a howling scream.

His cock raged with the need to release. Amakiir screamed as he came, sending his hot cum deep into her ass. His back arched as his cock thrust one last time, the force of his orgasm crashing his hips against hers, feeling her legs spread even wider. Her eyes widened as her pitiful scream of pain and humiliation tore from her lips. Smiling, Amakiir slammed his dick into her ass, and pushed as hard as he could. A primeval scream escaped Callia's lips as Amakiir slammed his cock into her again, riding the wave of his orgasm.

Amakiir finally pulled out of her, and Callia suddenly felt empty. She almost wanted him to put his dick back into her. Almost.

"You are mine!" He growled out. "It will never be done between us until I say so! You would do well to remember that!"

He untied her and she sank to the mattress. She rolled to her side, rubbing her sore bottom. There were bruises on her flesh where he had slapped her. "You didn't have to be so rough!" Callia pouted.

"I had to teach you a lesson."

"There are other ways to do so. Perhaps instead of ravaging my body, you could have showed me how tender you could be. If you knew I would have disobeyed you in fucking Delilah, you could have asked me how I introduced her to tenderness. She enjoys it rough, only because that has been the only way she has ever had it. Taken by rough humans and even rougher Orcs. I showed her something new and she came harder than she ever had before. Did you ever think I would love you the way you want if you never considered my feelings?"

"I have showed you tenderness."

"Not nearly enough. I never know how you will act from day to day and I am tired of guessing."

Just then, Delilah climbed on the bed behind Amakiir and wrapped her arms around him. "Let us show you."

"Any other time I would oblige you, but now is not the right time for that."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Amakiir replied. "Plus I am exhausted from the expenditure of magic I've used today. I am going to rest."

Callia and Delilah nodded and arose from the bed. Callia quickly dressed in fresh clothing. "How about we get something to eat?" she suggested.

"Sure."

"I know about your arranged rendezvous with your precious Nathan." Amakiir stated, "I cannot tell you not to go, but be aware of the consequences you may incur afterwards."

"I'll take my chances." Callia blatantly retorted. "I desire having a three-way tryst with him and Delilah. I will pay the piper when the time has come."

"You'll never change."

"Probably not. Life is to be enjoyed and I vow to squeeze every drop of pleasure from it. Don't wait up."

Callia and Delilah left the room, giggling as they shared plans for their illicit tryst with Callia's hunky human ranger.

****

To Be Continued....