Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

RAFEL SMELLED LAVENDER IN HIS SLEEP. Thinking it was his dear wife to whose touch he had fallen under, he murmured his delight without opening his eyes; she was caressing his hair. "Hmm, Yemaya. Your hands feels nice. I would rent out the entire hotel to spend more time with you. We should rendezvous like this more often."

"Anything you desire, My King."

Rafel's smile faded at the answering voice. It had the same sonorous ring of a [Siren] singing, but it wasn't Yemaya's voice. His eyes still shut, Rafel's hand flew with daring speed to grasp at soft neck. He heard a whimper and the fingers in his hair stopped moving.

Rafel opened his eyes.

The first thing he noticed was this woman's skin. She had the whitest flesh he'd ever seen. Pure and porcelain cream, just as the Shield maidens of Germania. Her skin enticed his mouth. Even without knowing her name or what the fuck she was doing in his bed, the urge to slip out his pink tongue and taste her was instant.

Rafel gripped harder to her throat.

"You're not my wife. Who the fuck are you?"

This creamy girl made a sound so soft in her throat Rafel wanted to turn her around, whip out his cock, and make her make some more. His hold on her neck turned arousing. She leaned on her arm beside him, her form above his. Her eyes were a lovely green and the fingers at his temples bore the light shade of lilac on the nails. Her hair was white as frost.

Rafel raised his head a bit to sniff at the hollow of her throat. She smelled wonderful. "You bear the scent of my wife. How is this possible?"

The girl gestured with her finger at his choking grasp. Rafel eased his hand.

"Speak!"

Under the delicate sweep of her fair neck, he saw her gulp—could hear her heart beat with his vampiric abilities—as a riparian voice flowed from the girl and as her green eyes gazed upon him. "I'm sorry, My King, I should have introduced myself first. Forgive me. I am. . ."

"Rheda." Yemaya answered for her.

Both Rafel and the snow-blonde girl on the bed turned to the mermaid Goddess sauntering out from the large bathroom in a cloud of bluish steam. Yemaya talked as she swept over in her lush bathrobe, the dip in the cashmere bust revealing delicious caramel skin. The waifu was thick as they came.

Her fierce blue hair dropped right down her back, swishing the floors as she stepped; tufts of pompous, luminous tresses.

"I see you two have met. You may not recognize Rheda, Lord Husband. But you two have crossed paths before, initially...at the uh, wedding."

Yemaya said to Rafel as she pulled dropped the bathrobe. Rafel almost gasped at her voluptuous brown curves. He looked to the white girl at his side. He said, "by wedding, darling, you mean when they zapped me with electric eel and took me from my bed?"

Yemaya sent him a small smile. "But it brought us here. I hope you're not still mad at that."

"How could I be, when you're standing there, looking like that." Rafel's eyes traced her fine hips slow. Her robust breasts marveled him. It was true. Who could be angry, in the full frontal nudity of a MILF waifu? Rafel looked to Rheda's quiet form. He apologized for his actions.

"Sorry for grabbing you like that."

The girl smiled, making her pink mouth stand out more in her pure-white beauty.

"It's alright. I don't mind."

Rafel narrowed his eyes on her; her meaning was clear in the pools of her eyes and the sin there. "It's nice to meet you, Rheda."

"Same, My King." Rheda bowed softly.

She looked plucked straight out of a winter land. Rafel mused that she resembled a very sexy Icelandic warrior. Her blondness was the palest kind. Her hair was as gathered dew. Her eyes gleamed like emerald gems in her face. Her skin was near translucent; when she blushed, it was a thing to watch.

Rafel heard a ruffle and turned to Yemaya. He watched her shimmy into a swart lingerie: matching bustier and panties, joined in flimsy satin over her flat belly into a star bust. Yemaya chuckled as his eyes ate her up.

She gave him a twirl. "You like?"

Rafel wanted to reach out for that ass, but in that moment, two more gorgeous young women filed in from the vestibule leading by the private elevator. One was of fair skin, a lighter brown to Yemaya's. Her hair was coffee brown. The other was cream, but not nearly as white as Rheda; she had pink hair, and had a dominant vibe about her.

Rafel sat up on the bed.

"Oh! She, I definitely recognize!" He pointed to the pink-haired one.

Both women flowed for Yemaya and took turns hugging their queen. Yemaya broke the embrace when Rafel cleared his throat, loudly. She grinned at her King consort. And introduced the new ladies. She waved first to the yellowbone brunette, and then to the pink-haired one. "Sheba, and Nadya."

And then she turned to the bed, "you have all met Israfel, I presume."

Nadya said. "Yeah I do. I remember him from the wedding."

Rafel met her stern eyes. "Yes. And I remember you as the hothead who'd yanked me from my bed in the middle of the night, carrying me across your back like a goddamn rucksack. I would bend you over now to spank that delectable ass of yours, but for my wife's sake."

"She's our wife too!" Nadya charged forward.

Her pink hair glimmered in rising magic. Rafel only smiled at this. "You don't like me very much, do you?"

"Nadya!" came Yemaya's cool voice, halting the third member of her harem. She waved her hand for Sheba and Nadya to join Rheda on the bed. She also climbed in, but sat at the far end of it, where she could stare into all four pairs of eyes. Yemaya said, "thank you for making the trip from Atlant."

Sheba and Nadya huddled into Rheda's corner on the wide bed. The four-poster was vast enough with amole space left on the pristine sheets.

Yemaya's marine gaze zoned on Rafel when she continued. "Ever since we lost Gawain in the battle of Skyfall, there's been an itch in my harem. An absence when we fuck. I would see it filled by my Lord Husband. No longer do I need Gawain. Not when I have you." Yemaya licked her lips and bit on the bottom one.

"I want you to fuck my wives. Israfel, I need this."

Rafel grinned wild in front of her. "I'd be a liar if I said I haven't been thinking of it ever since you suggested it at the auction party."

"Of course you have," Nadya scoffed. "You fucking Netori lord!"

"Hey, is that a compliment?" Rafel sent her a smug face.

Yemaya chipped in. "Nadya is only fiery with you because you turn her on. She is that way with males she has the hots for. But I got what you said back then, Rafel. You do not have to cum inside them."

"Something tells me I wouldn't be able to help it." Rafel soothed in a timber voice.

His baritone stroked the growing lust in the room. They all shared looks and heated glances. Rafel was already imagining what himself and four women would look like. All paths his mind took were fucking hot. "Come here." He dragged Nadya in first. Since she was the fiercest to him, the alpha in him wanted to claim her first.

What? He was a sadist—that was pretty much fucking clear.

Rafel knelt on the bed, watching as Yemaya spread her legs in her position, licked her palm, and began rubbing her sex through the lingerie. Her ebony skin was sheened in desire. She glowed from within. He tore at his fly, bending Nadya down in desperation to rip out his cock. She fought against his hold.

"Fuck you! I'm not gonna suck your dick."

But she was already opening her mouth, panting for it. "I serve only my queen, Yemaya. I do not—"

Rafel slammed into her mouth. His thick shaft silenced her, and Yemaya moaned on her end, watching with aroused eyes. "Shut up and suck that fucking cock. Suck it like you mean it." Rafel whipped his dick in Nadya's mouth, choking her with his writhing pipe. She gobbled and salivated.

"Yes, more."

Her intital resistance was only foreplay.

Rafel pulled out heavily from her mouth. Nadya sucked his balls as the wetness from her mouth on his dick poured all over her face. Rafel kept her under him, urging her with hip movements. He had the sexiest hipbones in existence. Even Nadya admitted.

The other girls, Rheda and Sheba curled up to Rafel's side, each one on his left and right. Rheda helped him take off his pants, kissing his naked chest and abs. Sheba licked down his toned body to his loins. When her soft lips closed over his fat penis, Rafel just had to come one time.

"Ohh hell!"

He pushed Sheba's head all the way down and...

SPLAT!

He went shooting his hot load down her throat. It leaked down in milky torrents into Nadya's hair who had his engorged balls in her mouth. Rheda was pinching at his ripped pecs. Rafel dragged her up for a sweltering kissing as Nadya and Sheba corrupted him with their mouths below.

Rafel pulled back from Rheda's full, moistened lips to find that Yemaya had parted her panties to the side. Her fingers were deep in her pussy. She curled them in her sex. Three fingers, dripping with delicious pussy juice and dipping hot, in and out of the honey.

"Go to her. Go to my waifu and eat her fucking pussy." Rafel ordered Rheda.

He spanked her full arse on the way. Her porcelain flesh went beet-red, just like he'd fantasized.

No sooner had Rheda reached Yemaya than the mermaid Goddess dragged her under and sat on her face, holding her panties to the side away from her ass crack, and rubbing her slit and she moved slowly over Rheda's beautiful white face.

"I want to watch you fuck them." She husked out to her Lord Husband.

Israfel, Sheba and Nadya tore off one another's clothes and fell together on the bed with a heave. Rafel couldn't tell who moved first. It was a sultry mess of limbs. But in their tumultuous passion, they all understood each other. At one point, Nadya was impaled on top of him, riding his cock cowgirl with her head fallen back.

At another, Sheba was on his face, splashing her squirt all over his face as she screamed and watched him open his mouth for more.

In some measure of time he didn't care to measure, Yemaya finally joined them, dragging Rheda in by her hair. And then it was an orgy. It was filled with dozens of orgasms. Everyone was clutching and grasping and fondling and moaning. Rafel felt softness and tightness and heat and sugar-sweet wherever he turned.

He used the girls, and they used him.

Alas, all sweaty and on the brink of his fourth orgasm, Rafel wrenched himself free of the beautiful women. He climbed out of bed and stood proud at the foot of the bed. Grasping his little brother in his hand, he was giant as a python and ribbed in twisting veins. He stroked himself to the nude curvaceous bodies of his wife, and her wives.

Yemaya crawled in tatters of her sensual lingerie to him. Rheda followed her behind, sinking into her ass. Sheba and Nadya were smiling and watching, breasts heavy and coated in both semen, squirt and sweat.

"Come for me, My King."

"AHHHHH. FUCK." Rafel went shooting at the purr of Yemaya's velvet voice.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

He jerked on her face. His cock waved and danced, engorged to epic proportions. Fountains of jizz spurted in the air, out of his leaking member and doused Yemaya's hair. He sprayed her face, and she loved it. His seed was warm.

Yemaya bent in and swallowed his dense penis into her mouth. She sucked softly, aware of his sensitivity.

Rafel groaned and grabbed fistfuls of her hair to release himself from her mouth. She was too sexy a bitch!

"Enough."

Yemaya grinned, and she let him slip out with a wet pop. Rafel got back into bed and fell on his back. He allowed the girls finger themselves and squirt over the divinity of his lain body. Two heated hours later, they all crashed into him:

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Rheda and Yemaya, and Sheba and Nadya.

Their bodies were oily and the sheets were soaked.

"Water?"

Rafel couldn't tell which of the women spoke, but he nodded. A glass, levitated by magic floated to him. He spied Nadya sharing a laugh with the others as he gulped. She was closest to his body, halfway on top of him, with her naked thigh curled firm around his slicked torso. Her manicured nails trailed the ridges of his abdomen.

"I did not hate this," she said, smiling.

"Next time," Rafel inputted, "you girls cook for me first."

Rubbing his head in the valley of her big, brown titties, Yemaya whispered. "Fair enough, My King."