A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Sometime later, Erik's eyes slowly fluttered open again. The first thing he noticed was that his crotch felt surprisingly wet and tingly. Raising an amused eyebrow, he sat up slightly and was presented with a beautiful sight: the naked pair of Nora and Anne, slobbering over his cock.

He was still lying on the couch, so Anne was sitting on top, between his legs, and gently sucking the tip, her hands crossed behind her back, while Nora worked his shaft from the floor, with hands and tongue.

"Girls…" Erik yawned, still fighting off the remnants of sleep. "It's not that I don't enjoy what you're doing, but I could have used a few more hours of rest…"

Nora looked up from her work, but continued massaging him with her hands. "We're sorry, Master," she purred flirtatiously, her eyes shining with devotion and desire. "You asked us to wake you when the army was getting ready to move back, so…"

Erik had entered his dimension while the army was still dealing with the aftermath of the battle, and, as always when Erik was inside it, a portal had remained on the outside. Normally, this was invisible and impassable, but Erik could mark someone, giving them permission to use the portal. Naturally, Anne and Nora could enter whenever they liked.

"Already…?" he sighed while suppressing a small groan of pleasure. His two servants had already become experts at pleasing him, and it was quickly driving out the remnants of sleep.

"You've been asleep for almost a full day, Master…" Nora giggled, her blond hair waving and her large breasts swaying. Her hands never stopped moving, and neither did Anne's tongue, who continued suckling diligently on the mushroom tip of his dick. Her hands behind her back, eyes open and looking up at him, even when he wasn't looking at her.

"I have…?" Erik muttered, before once again yawning, now also stretching his body a little. "I guess whatever Ymir did to me must have tired me out quite a bit…"

Sitting up entirely now, he started caressing Anne's with his left hand, while grabbing Nora's head with his right to push her back against his shaft. "Well, I'm sure we have a little time still…"

"They'd never leave without you, Master…" Nora whispered through their bond now that her lips were once again occupied, her tone dripping with devotion.

Chuckling, Erik pulled his legs under him and swung them over the couch's side so that he could sit normally. Impressively, the girls managed to move with him fluidly, their lips never leaving their object of worship.

Once he was sitting upright, with his backside against the backrest, Erik sighed contentedly as their service caused soft pleasure to throb throughout his body. His hands caressed their hair and guided their movement.

Anne and Nora remained in the same position, the former kneeling on the couch, hands behind her back, suckling on the top, the latter kneeling on the floor, with her lips and hands on his shaft. Read exclusive chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"You know, you've both really changed a lot since we first met," Erik chuckled as he luxuriated in their service. "Remember how that went?"

With their new positions, Erik could no longer see the look in Anne's eyes, but he could see the edge of her cheeks as they lit up bright red. Her attitude towards Erik had been downright antagonistic towards him back then. Her life had been miserable. Filled with hatred and resentment towards humans, she could no longer even imagine what it was like to be happy.

That is, until Emma helped her reconcile with her mother's death. Finally, the constant pressure on her mind was lifted… and Erik filled her life with the pleasure of service instead. Whether her life could be considered better or worse now depended on the importance of freedom, but she was certainly happier.

All these thoughts went through her mind, but she said nothing through their bond. Instead, her answer was the continued pleasure she desired to give him.

But Nora did. She looked up at him mischievously, her tongue washing the base of his cock diligently.

"Of course I do, Master," she purred through their bond with lascivious intent. "I thought to dominate you and add you to my conquests, but I was a foolish little girl back then. You and Mistress Elora showed me the meaning of dominance and the pleasure of servitude. You showed me your divinity."

"Divinity?" Erik snorted a little strangely, an eyebrow raised. "You do realize I'm no god?"

"Maybe not technically," Nora immediately responded mischievously, her soft tongue travelling the length of his member, her lips curled up into a smile of certainty. "But there is no functional difference to me. And I believe it's the same for little Anne. You give us pleasure, happiness, and certainty, and we give you our everything."

Her eyes shone with fanaticism as she delivered her next line. "What is that, if not the relationship between an obedient mortal and their merciful god?"

Erik was stunned into silence, and before he could get his thoughts into order, Nora turned things up to eleven. "Don't worry, Master. If you don't believe in your divinity yet, I'm sure you will eventually... as will everything else. I'll make sure of it."

Erik blinked several times. He could barely believe the words coming out of her. 'How long has she had these thoughts?' he wondered inwardly. Yet, as he looked into the absolute certainty, conviction, and fanaticism shining in Nora's eyes, he felt… surprisingly uncomfortable.

He wasn't sure yet why he felt that way, however, so he decided to take his mind off it and shut Nora up at the same time.

"W— Whatever you say…" he muttered, a little strangely, even awkwardly. "Anyway, I'm sure the others are waiting for me, so we should hurry."

Resolutely, he grabbed Nora and Anne's heads and pushed them down, wanting to take everyone's mind off this topic, including his own.

Nora ended up at his balls, where she diligently started cleaning them, even as her eyes continued to look up at him with that same certainty and conviction. Meanwhile, Anne was forced to take his shaft deep into her throat and did so with no resistance, her arms still submissively crossed behind her back.

Erik shot her a strange glance. Anne had heard every word coming out of Nora's bond, but had remained quiet herself… Yet, Erik could feel no rejection or discomfort from his link with her. 'Does she feel the same way?' he muttered to himself, still uncomfortable.

He knew very well he was no god… just a day ago, he'd almost died. Yet, these women viewed him as such, and he didn't know how to parse that information.

'Well, whatever,' he sighed as pleasure started dissolving the discomfort. 'Problems for another day…'