Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Evian turned his fingers upward causing his fingertips to prod against the very apex of Ember's insides. Just one of the many spots that he knew could truly set her off but now that Ember was getting what she wanted, she got wilder, 'raged' harder, and bucked her lower half into Evian's pleasuring hand.

Evian's palms pressed against Ember's clit and her voice raised a few octaves as she howled,

"~Oh yes— Fuck!~"

She had one hand against the wall while the other reached out and grabbed Evian's arm, using it as a much-needed support to pull her back off the bed and apply even greater force against the hand exploring her aroused nethers.

Evian's hips continued to move.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

His thrusts became so hard-hitting that Carleine was propelled forward which made it difficult for her to muster any sort of grounding and caused her to raise herself off the bed enough to place her hands against the room wall.

Evian's hand went from pressing down on the small of her back to caressing her ass cheeks in a gentle contrast to the impactful slams his pelvis was making with said ass cheeks. He then let his hand trail up Carleine's back, tracing the line of her spine that obeyed her every action gracefully and twisted in accordance with the pleasure he wrought on her.

Meanwhile, Ember began to rage even harder. She bucked even more widely and any keen-eyed observer would know what was coming. Evian certainly did and was in no way caught by surprise when, with a powerful splurge, Ember let out her juices with a force that threatened to propel her hard against the wall behind her head.

"~Ahhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnn- OH FUCK YES!!!"

As her body was rocked by the pleasuring 'ordeal', Ember pulled away from Evian's hand and probing fingers, believing herself to be too sensitive to go through another climax right on the heel of the first. She went off to the far end of the bed where she lay twitching and enjoying the remaining impactful dregs of her release.

Meanwhile, Carleine pushed herself off the wall until her head was beside Evian's at which point she wrapped an arm around his neck to keep her body as is.

The hand that used to be on the small of Carleine's back, Evian relocated to her thighs, rubbing along the skin and causing Carleine to shiver at the care his touch brought.

"~Mmmm~"

While Carleine closed her eyes and leaned into what she was feeling, Evian raised the hand that was only recently freed from Ember's pussy and placed two of his fingers into Carleine's mouth.

The juices coating the fingers dripped into Carleine's mouth and soon, she was licking Evian's hand clean with her hand turning it this way and that to get every bit of it even as she continued to get pounded.

When Evian eventually pulled his hand from her mouth, he touched her cheek slightly and turned her lips so he could capture them in a kiss, tasting remnants of Ember's juices in her mouth and easily winning the battle of tongues that ensued.

"~Mnghhh— Mnghhhh…!~"

Half an hour passed with them in that position and with Evian keeping the impacts of his thrusts consistent when Carleine had a powerful climax that had her howling with multiple affirmations. When it passed and she kept squeezing her pussy around Evian's rod, the Wraith Lord let go of his self-control and let his seeds flow in their copious volumes deep inside Carleine's snatch.

He laid Carleine to rest following this and Ember was there, poised and ready for her turn.

Ember wrapped her arms around Evian's neck, her legs around his waist, and her ass -with the trembling and delicious cheeks- right above the tip of Evian's rod. As usual, a single release had done nothing to curb Evian's excitement and his rod remained hard and excited to explore.

"~Do It~" Ember breathed against Evian's ear while she lowered herself sporadically to tease Evian's cock head with the flesh of her ass.

"~Say please," Evian told him with a smile.

Ember paused and then leaned back to stare into his face, her nipples hard against his chest. For a full minute, the redhead forgot what she was about to say. She found that incredible as it was, she had not taken enough time to appreciate Evian's looks.

It was an easy oversight considering he had so many other features, qualities, and abilities thar made looks seem 'not as important' but at that moment, she made note of it again.

Adding to this renewed appreciation of hers was a strange but pleasing joy that gripped Ember's heart that, thanks to a permanent branding she would not even dream of losing, she felt even closer to him.

Evian raised a brow when he still hadn't gotten what he asked for,

"A lot on your mind?" he asked.

Ember smiled as she grabbed the back of his head with one of her hands and answered honestly,

"Yes," she said, and then she chuckled to herself as she lost her train of thought and only one thing came to her mind as a response to Evian's request,

"~Please~"

Evian grinned widely, showing off his canines,

"Well, I can't very well ignore a request from you now, can I?"

Even as he spoke, Evian's cock raised even further, positioned right where it needed to be and then Evian's hands on Ember's thighs guided her on how to descend.

Once the head was in, Ember let out a gasp,

"~I like that~," she said.

"Of course you do," Evian chuckled as he lowered her further and pushed in even more inches inside the redhead's gripping snatch, wincing slightly at the sheer gushing that he met and the incredible texture that surrounded his rod and speedran his journey toward another powerful release.

The recipient of the last batch was laid out on the bed with her pussy leaking the creamy and glorious-looking contents of Evian's rod.

"~Of course, I do~" Ember breathed out with Evian taking a deep breath and taking in the sweet smell of her mouth and her entire body for that matter.

Ember did the same but hers was constant.

How could she possibly be in Evian's presence and not indulge in his scent? That would be foolishness- Is what she thought.

She was fed even more inches, groaning as her tight hole was spread by the presence of a massive intruder. An intruder that made that most private part of her body its own.

…

Zayda finally got away from the Feast. A considerably difficult task for her, hence why it was worth a mention.

As the Deputed Lieutenant who led the forces with Astrid's seal -A Seal she returned after the battle and on their collective way back to the Fort-, she was consistently pulled into topics and had keen eyes on her. Anytime she thought she had gotten away and could leave without appearing rude, she was pulled right back in.

About half an hour after Evian had left with Ember and Carleine, Zayda decided she couldn't possibly allow herself to be bothered by what anyone thought or how they felt about an abrupt departure -Not when she knew what was happening in her room right now at least-, but at that moment, Astrid called her attention.

The Golden Child, under the guise of merriment, mixed with the authority she still very much had as Commander, as well as the respect she commanded, -which impacted Zayda as well (No matter how hard she tried to hide or ignore it)- kept her right where she was.

It was only after yet another hour had passed that Zayda realized what Astrid was doing.

"You!" she said suddenly.

"What do you mean, 'Me'?" Astrid asked with a smile only partially hidden by her goblet.

Zayda stood to her feet in indignation,

"You've been talking to me on purpose. You know what they are up to— What I want to be up to!"

Being drunk with the heavy drinks they downed they had downed, all those around simply stared at Zayda in confusion, and really, even if they had been sober, they would still have had no idea what Zayda was talking about.

But Astrid did.

Indeed, she was the only one other than Zayda who had paid attention to Evian. *Close* attention at least because she did notice some ladies (Knights and Arcanists) casting glances at him and had watched their confidence increase with every goblet of wine they emptied. Had Evian stayed a bit longer, he would have gotten offers for how he could spend his night, no doubt.

"Look around you Zayda, there are drinks aplenty. This hall is bubbling with merriment. Certainly, this is enough debauchery so why chase after another."

"Shut up!" Zayda said and stormed out of the hall.

She wasn't even really angry at Astrid as much as she was angry at herself.

Why in all hell did she give a fuck about courtesy when there was a fuck just waiting to be had in her room?

Oh well, at least she was out of the hall now and headed his way.

'Surely you haven't worn yourself out with those two, Evian' she thought with anticipation while taking assured steps,

'cause I am coming to collect.'