A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Hearing Erik's question shook Emma free from her trance-like state. "H- Huh? N- No! I- I mean, no, it's not like that." She said, extremely unconvincingly.

Finally unable to keep his excitement inside, Erik grinned lustfully, "There's no need to be ashamed of it, Emma. You enjoy bondage; many people do. Plus, It's not like Emily is doing this against her will. What's the harm if you enjoy yourself a little?"

Seeing that Emma was too embarrassed to respond any longer, he chuckled and left Emma to stew in her own thoughts and arousal.

He walked closer to the restrained Emily and, with every step, lost a piece of his intimidating black armour. Soon, he was standing next to the raven-haired girl entirely in the nude.

Elora welcomed him with a smile but continued to keep an eye on Emily in case she slipped up. Erik let his hand wander over Emily's back while the girl shivered from discomfort.

She wasn't used to being this vulnerable and couldn't understand why Emma liked it so much.

Emma and Emily had talked about many things while building their snowman back in Kirkenes, so Emily was now fully aware of precisely what went on in that bedroom during their boat trip.

Erik reached the girl's tight, perky ass and grabbed it roughly, causing Emily to let out a sound that sounded like a combination of a groan and a moan.

She wanted to speak up and complain, but Elora was eyeing her constantly, and she didn't want another pointless swat on her bottom. Not for something relatively harmless, anyway.

Erik enjoyed Emily's silky smooth skin, kept that way by the aetherium nourishing her body, and wandered over her back with his hands while Elora watched. Lust glimmering in her beautiful green eyes.

When he had his fill, he gave Emily a hard spank, causing her to yelp, and moved on to sit on the sofa.

She glared at him but continued to remain silent. She promised herself she wouldn't give Elora the satisfaction, and she held to the promise.

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For now, anyway. Whether she would manage to keep it up was anyone's guess.

Erik's nine-inch member was fully erect and challenging the heavens while he slowly stroked himself, making Emily gulp a little. She was unable to take her eyes off it.

It wasn't the first time she had seen it, considering how she walked in on him in the bedroom more than once, but it was undoubtedly the first time she had seen it up close.

And it looked a lot more intimidating this way.

Erik grinned at her behaviour which made his cock even harder. "See anything you like? You're allowed to answer direct questions."

But Emily remained silent anyway. Either not trusting his promise or simply not having anything to say.

Erik continued stroking himself slowly while looking Emily straight in the eye. He simply ignored her silence and continued talking. "Would you like to hear what we have in store for you tonight?"

More silence. Emily just glared at him with defiance glittering in her gaze. She may have submitted herself to punishment, but she wouldn't surrender so easily.

Erik sighed, "Well, you're right. I was gonna tell you anyway." He answered an unasked question.

He waved elegantly towards the intimidating Elora, "My lovely wife and partner will administer your punishment. You'll have to excuse me, as even I don't know exactly what she has planned for you, but you can trust she won't break any rules."

Then, he indicated himself, "As for me, I'll give you your first lesson in discipline." He grinned at his partner, "Elora, if you would?"

The fairy giggled, "With pleasure, dear." She turned to Emily, "I hope you enjoy yourself. I worked very hard to make his pheromones and scents just right, you know."

Confusion flickered through Emily's eyes, but she waited silently.

Elora reached over and fiddled with the restraining device when Emily suddenly felt her head move downwards, right towards Erik's cock.

She couldn't remain silent this time as panic filled her face, "W- Wait! Y- You promise-"

Pats! "Ah!"

Pats! "Ah!"

As punishment for talking, she received two hard swats on her bottom while her head kept moving lower. She didn't speak again but looked up at Erik with pleading, almost fearful eyes.

Luckily for her, Erik didn't leave her hanging long. "Don't worry. My little friend isn't going anywhere inside you. In fact, your challenge tonight is to resist the temptation of doing exactly that."

Momentarily surprised, Emily naturally had the urge to scoff, but before she could, her face was placed right in front of the base of Erik's shaft, and she was suddenly hit with a heady, musky odour that really shouldn't smell good, and yet not only did but also send her head into a tailspin.

She was now in a rather uncomfortable position, essentially bowing deeply and with a straight back. Meanwhile, Erik was sagging a little on the sofa, pressing his lower body forward.

Emily's entire body began heating up, and suddenly, the urge to lick the thing in front of her jumped into her mind. But she squashed that thought as soon as it came to her.

Her eyes showed panic and confusion as she looked up at Erik, who grinned at her as he caressed her hair. "See? You can resist your urges, after all! Now, you just need to keep doing it for as long as your punishment lasts.

Oh, and if you're wondering about the smell, that's Elora's handiwork. And also your main obstacle in keeping your tongue off my dick."

They weren't done tempting her yet, however.

After Emily was properly secured and in place, Elora kneeled on the couch right next to Erik. She licked her lips seductively as she stared at Erik's cock and glanced at Emily with a smirk. "Now let Mommy show you what you're missing, little pet."

She bent over and gobbled Erik up in one go. She had certainly had enough practice over the years, so taking his entire nine inches down to the base was as easy as breathing.

Erik smiled confidently, put a guiding hand on the back of Elora's head and leaned back, completely ignoring Emily, who had become nothing more than a spectator to the couple's lovemaking.

And it was hard for her not to spectate.

She was entranced by the giant meat stick being gobbled up by the short yet domineering Elora. Emma had told her about some of the things these two got up to, but to see it first-hand was something else.

Elora's ministrations caused more and more pheromones to be released as she bobbed up and down while expertly using her tongue to bring Erik as much pleasure as possible.

Erik released a pleasured sigh, "That's it, my slutty little ember. No one is as good as you," and continued to pat Elora's hair.

But he didn't stay idle either, as he moved his other hand towards Elora's well-rounded bottom and gave it a quick spank, causing Elora to moan and move faster. Next, he slowly snaked his hand further, moved the black leather covering her cave of wonders to the side, and slid two fingers into the fairy's ever-so-tight pussy, making her moan even louder.

He stuck a third finger into her ass and used his expert knowledge of her most sensitive places to quickly bring his partner closer and closer to orgasm.

It didn't take long this way before they both came simultaneously.

Elora shook and moaned but didn't take Erik out of her mouth. Instead, she kept only the tip inside, as she had plans for his spunk and didn't want it shooting too far down.

Naturally, Erik knew this and didn't try to push her down, something he knew she would have loved under normal circumstances.

Instead, he kept his fingers lodged inside Elora to extend her orgasm and closed his eyes while he enjoyed his own.

When they were both done, Elora released Erik. She moaned with an ecstatic expression while she sloshed his cream around in her mouth before turning to Emily with a wicked expression.

Emily, who had been lost in a daze of pheromones and perverted interest, blinked and, upon seeing what Elora was about to do, quickly panicked, "W- Wha-"

But it was exactly this opening that Elora quickly used to press her mouth against Emily and share the prize she had just gotten.

Erik watched with glee as Emily's eyes rolled up in pleasure from the delicious taste and concentrated, pheromonal smell. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Emma was wholly lost in her own world, having sunk to her knees as she furiously worked her own snatch.

It wasn't necessarily Emily's involvement that was doing it for her, as much as it was Emily's situation. Emma had long since gone from hesitant dependence to full-blown kink when it came to bondage.

Only when Erik did it, though. Trust was essential.