Author's Note

Reading this chapter is optional, it has only the sex/clop scene. If you don't like it then don't read it, you can continue the story without this chapter. Anyway, tell me how I did in the comments below.

Warning, this chapter has French kissing, drinking blood, squirting, lactation, breastfeeding, nipple sucking, multiple orgasms, vaginal penetration, incest, excessive cum and creampie.

3.1. First night out of town. (CLOP)

Grogar closed the door of the room he would share with Faust for the remainder of the time they spent on the road in this journey and as soon as the door was closed a he felt a surge of magic. A Soundproof Spell was placed on the walls, floor and ceiling, so he was not even remotely surprised to see Faust with only a dark see-through nightgown and a black garter belt that was attached to dark fishnet stockings.

“Why do I feel that you would have done that regardless if we were out on a journey or still in the palace?” said Grogar as he raised an eyebrow but smiled as he let his eyes drink the image of Faust posing for him by laying on her left side and giving the bedroom eyes that were framed by her red silk-like mane while using her left arm as a support while she placed her right arm on her side accentuating her curves.

“I waited for millennia for you to wake up, to feel your touch again. A mare can hold out for so long, you know?” asked Faust as she got on her knees and placed her right arm on the bed as she leaned forward and gave an innocent look, that was rather enticing but without looking like she was trying to seduce Grogar, which she was, and asked him using an equally innocent but seductive sing-song tone, “Can you blame me, master?”

Instead of giving a verbal answer Grogar just walked toward the bed and gently push Faust so she was on her back, the way her wings spread beside her while her red mane framed her face gave vivid contrast to the dull light blue cover of the bed. She just smiled coyly as his muscular figure hovered above her while she shamelessly placed her legs around Grogar to pull him closer to her.

The cape made of shadows around Grogar and enveloping Faust only added to the feeling that there was no escape from him, not that she wanted to escape in the first place, and those ruby-like eyes filled with lust that seemed to burn her with its gaze, it was like a demon ready to ravish a young maiden as soon as some unknown signal was given. Faust rather liked that scenario, even if she wasn’t very fond of demons in general, since she was a fan of art in general, especially acting.

Grogar leaned down and captured the alicorn’s lips with his own, she moaned as he savagely invaded her mouth with his tongue and explored every nook and cranny of this warm cave while brutally keeping her own tongue down. The pleasure and the feeling of dominance her master was giving her didn’t distract her from the fabric of his pants rubbing against her lower lips, the knowledge that the only thing between her entrance and her master’s tool was a single layer of fabric just made this moment all the sweeter in the alicorn’s mind. As Grogar pulled back and looked into Faust’s blue eyes and said, “You are mine, never forget that.”

Faust just nodded and Grogar just leaned down and kissed her neck. From there he kept kissing and licking her soft fur coat with his rather long tongue, which caused Faust to moan and hold Grogar by his horns in an effort to coax him to do more but he kept his pace and slowly traveled down her body until he reached her breasts and the rim of her nightgown. With his teeth he grabbed the edge of the cloth that was covering the soft and heavenly orbs and pulled down while being careful to not rip the fabric, he rather liked that nightgown on Faust. Once both orbs were freed and over the hem of her nightgown he proceeded to place his mouth on the right nipple and started to suck. Faust just moaned as her master took his time with her heavenly orbs and it wasn’t long before he was rewarded with a sweet tasting milk from a goddess that was associated with motherhood throughout the whole of Tambelon.

“Simply divine,” said Grogar as he pulled back and looked at the panting alicorn, those half-lidded blue eyes and blushing face only making more difficult for Grogar control himself.

Gogar just went lower, all the while trailing his path with kisses until he reached her drooling and quivering lips. He just used his hands to grab her round and soft behind while creating eight tentacles with from his cloak of darkness, two of them wrapped around Faust’s ankles and spread her legs, two others immobilized her wings, another pair wrapped around her wrists and pinned her arms above her head while the last pair undid his belt and took off his pants before dispelling these two.

Faust was filled with fear when that god-killing weapon touched her but that fear only “spiced” the arousal she was feeling from her helplessness before her master and that only made the feeling of her master’s long tongue invading her entrance all the more intense. She tried to free her arms to do something but it was futile and she could do nothing but take any pleasure that her master would give her.

Grogar just savored the sweet taste of the bound goddess and he would be lying if he said he didn’t desire to have Faust for himself when he first saw her after awakening, both the Old Grogar in Mundus and the New Grogar here in Tambelon. Now she was here bound and helpless on his bed and at his mercy, by her moans, she was also enjoying this and was intended to savor it for a bit longer. However, Faust reached her limit first and when she climaxed Grogar made sure to drink as much of her sweet nectar.

Once Faust came down from her high she noticed that her master was pressing the flat head of his member against her lips and before she could say anything her master hammered his two feet long and 5in thick member in her wet tunnel. Her scream was cut when her master once again kissed her, more like ravishing her mouth with his tongue, and when he pulled her she just whined as her master pulled back.

“You’re mine,” said Grogar as his eyes glowed red with arcane power and Faust shivered, at that moment Grogar released her arms and wings.

“I’m yours, my master,” said Faust as she placed her hands on each side of her master’s face.

Grogar started to move his hips as he released Faust’s legs, which she used to wrap around her master’s torso, and he once again started to lick her neck, which was made easier when she leaned her head to the side and allowed Grogar easier access. Then he brushed his sharp fangs against her skin and she shivered as her prey instincts warned to get away from but it got mixed with her arousal, then she came when her master’s fangs pierced her skin and as blood came out she felt her master drink it. He just savored Faust’s blood as a fine wine as she climaxed and through her blood, he tasted her pleasure and memories, so he climaxed as well.

Faust felt her master’s warm seed fill her womb as he tasted her blood and all she could do was open her mouth in a silent scream in the throes of climax while she hugged her master tightly, which pushed her master’s fangs further into her neck. That deliciously twisted mixture of pain and pleasure prolonging their climaxes, but eventually, it came to an end and Grogar pulled his bloodied fangs from Faust’s neck and a little bit of blood stained the covers before her alicorn healing factor closed the wound and replenished her blood.

Grogar closed his eyes as he saw flashes of memories, images and sounds appearing in his mind. From the opening his eyes after what felt a long time, seeing Bray and preparing for a fight, then seeing his own body on the throne and looking into a mirror only to see Faust. He just saw Faust’s memories and he learned a lot from them.

“You have been busy,” said Grogar as he opened his eyes and looked into Faust’s blue eyes, then he said to the panting alicorn, “You have been a naughty mare, my dear.”

“Well, *pant* I tol- *pant* I told you, *pant* master, ‘a mare can only wait for so long’,” said Faust as she was recovering her breath.

“Even so, not even an year and you end up in an orgy with the castle staff,” said Grogar and Faust chuckled nervously.

“You’re not mad, are you, master?” asked Faust nervously.

“I see no problem with that, you may be mine but so is anyone that lives in my domain, If you want to sleep with someone else don’t let me stop you,” said Grogar as he moved his hips, which caused his still hard member to brush against her sensitive and well-used tunnel, then he asked to the moaning alicorn, “Ready for round two?”

Faust just smiled.