A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Erik felt her tongue swirl across his sensitive areas, causing him to groan a little more.

Finally, after the area had become a proper mess, Erik released the leash and Emma popped his ball out of her mouth, before looking up at Erik with a face full of love and obedience.

She wanted him to give the order this time, and Erik felt what she wanted.

"Suck my dick, Emma," he ordered, authoritatively, punctuated by a short yank on the leash.

Emma smiled perversely, confidently, and lustfully. But no anxiousness was to be detected. Not this time.

His cock was certainly intimidating, but her desire to finally put it in her mouth, after fantasizing about it for nearly two weeks, combined with his order, wiped out any and all fear of failure.

She lunged forward and began to lick his cock up and down, paying special attention to the veins and, when she got the tip, the glans.

Erik couldn't resist a groan escaping his lips. 'Ugh, she's way too good at this,' he thought, before turning to Elora with a face full of concentration. "You gave her some tips, didn't you?" he asked.

Elora was currently leaning against his shoulder, had her arm hooked around his neck, and her partly amused, partly aroused gaze pointed at Emma. Hearing his question, she chuckled, "Who do you take me for? Of course, I did!"

It took only a few moments of Emma's licking before he felt he was on the verge of blowing his load. After all that teasing earlier, he had already been on the edge for a while now.

"Emma," he growled, before warning her. "It won't be long before I blow."

When Emma didn't respond, Erik looked down to see her gaze hazy and lost in lust. So he grinned and yanked on the leash, causing her to shoot forward a little and blink.

"S- Sorry, Master." She hurriedly said after pulling herself together a little. "Please let me receive your load." She looked at him, pleadingly.

Seeing she was paying attention again, Erik nodded domineeringly and let the leash slack a little again.

Now Emma looked at his cock while licking her lips. She shuffled forward a little and lifted her back, once again thanking the sigil that allowed her to do all this for so long without her hands.

When she hovered over his cock with a hungry gaze still pointed at Erik's face, she opened her mouth wide and gulped down his cock.

Feeling the warm and wet insides of her mouth engulf him, Erik clenched his fists in concentration, not wanting to finish so quickly. Yet, it was becoming harder and harder to stop himself from grabbing Emma's head and forcing his way down her throat.

Meanwhile, Emma moaned around the large mushroom tip in her mouth, while her tongue began to slurp up the pre-cum that had already accumulated there. 'This taste is… ridiculous,' she thought to herself. 'Elora really is playing unfairly… not that I'm complaining'

She kept her eyes pointed at Erik, even as her pupils rolled up a little again.

She noticed Erik's frustration, however, and didn't want to make him wait too long, so a few moments later she began to shuffle backward with his cock in her mouth, and her eyes remained on Erik.

While going backward, she also kept bending further down to keep Erik inside her, and soon, she had her throat and his cock lined up. 'I will prove that I was worth his effort!' she thought to herself. 'I love him so much,' she moaned a little, 'I want him to feel even better!'

Her eyes still on Erik, she moved forward again, until his tip hit the opening of her throat.

Erik opened his eyes wide, both from pleasure and surprise, "Holy shit, Emma. You're not going to…?"

But before he could finish his question, Emma blinked and then took a deep breath through her nose before pushing onward.

The sigil on Emma's hand flashed, and, surprisingly, despite a lot of gurgling and some tears, Erik's large member slid straight into her throat, without obstacle. Despite being prepared for this, Emma's wide eyes still told a tale of pain and panic.

Yet, slowly but surely, she buried more of Erik's cock inside her mouth. Deeper and deeper she went, slowly growing oblivious to everything around her, lost in Erik's taste and the frenzy of pheromones that coated her membrane and clouded her mind, her eyes rolling ever further upward.

She loved the feeling of his cock, throbbing in her throat.

Seeing the bulge, and feeling the spasming of her throat around his cock, Erik decided to suspend his disbelief for now, as the sensations were finally too much for him.

"Fuuuck," he groaned, and instinctively pulled on the leash in his hand, causing Emma to slide forward another inch, now nearly reaching his base.

Emma didn't panic, however, and looked up at Erik, and anchored her eyes to his. Erik felt himself drawn to those eyes. Begging, submissive, and even grateful. Perhaps for the pleasure she got from this, perhaps for everything he had done for her.

Then, Erik rewarded her efforts. He shook, his back strained, his balls trembled, and a massive load of spunk shot down Emma's throat.

The girl began to tremble before her pupils rolled up further than ever before. As Erik's delicious, thick, and pheromone-heavy cum streamed down her throat, blocking her airways, Emma's moans became louder. She trembled harder when suddenly, a clear liquid squirted from her cunt and she shook wildly.

Meanwhile, inside Emily's bubble, something strange was happening. Emily was squirming on the ground with wide eyes and hands around her throat. Her mouth was wide open for some reason, as were her eyes.

Despite this, no sound had escaped her lips just yet, but there was panic in her eyes and concentration written on her face.

But then, at the same time as Emma did, she began to shake harder and harder until a sudden squirt of liquid drenched her pants, and she finally couldn't hold her voice anymore.

Emma and Emily simultaneously screamed in a combination of pleasure and pain while cumming wildly. Although only Emma actually sounded muffled.

'Damn that fucking fairy!' she growled to herself at the same time, long since having suspected that this sigil on her stomach was making her feel whatever Emma was feeling.

Then, the dark mist that encased her little dome suddenly coalesced into the familiar face of Elora. "Tsk tsk tsk, looks like you failed, little pet. Don't worry, though. I'm not cruel. I'll let you enjoy the rest of the night, and we'll get to the punishment another time."

Unable to talk due to the feeling of something thick yet delicious stuck in her throat, despite nothing being physically there, Emily could only glare furiously at the chuckling, and slowly disappearing, face of Elora.

Outside the dome, Erik and Emma were finally coming down from their almost simultaneous orgasms after Emma had extracted Erik's cock from her throat. Erik panted from exertion, while Emma gasped from oxygen deprivation. Erik sagged back into the pillows, and Emma rested her head on his thigh, some cream still dribbling down her chin.

Considering his powerful body, Erik recovered far faster than Emma, even though his face was still red, and turned towards Elora. "What the fuck was that?! It took you weeks to do that!"