Chapter 25:
My Heart, My Claw
Within a couple days Escrya made a full recovery, just as Nina predicted, while Ophelia and the Gigas patched things up and moved on, the two wildly different monsters growing even closer as a result of the whole ordeal.
Volka having quite literally knocked some sense into Nameless, he improved steadily in their shared combat training, even in just a few days. In fact, he improved steadily across the board, more focused and determined than ever before.
An ass-kicking from an angel was apparently just what he needed.
After another long and tiring day, Nameless and Milly were on the couch in the common room of the dorms. With her arm around him and his face resting against the side of her breast, the pair of them enjoying a good snuggle.
“Why does it seem like we’re always the only ones in here?” He murmured.
She jerked against him, evidently she had been on the brink of dozing off, her head resting on the back of the couch.
“I saw Baron a minute ago. I waved, he didn’t wave back.”
He sniffed.
“Dickhead.”
“Don’t say that.” She chided.
Though she didn’t disagree with him.
He shifted against her to make room for his hand to worm its way under the hem of her shirt and settle on her tummy, his finger stroking over her flesh.
She mooed happily at the attention, but lifted her head off the back of the couch when she felt him shift down again.
Without preamble, he lifted the hem of her top and, with his hand wrapped around the smooth milky skin of her waist, wormed his way into her shirt as she parted her knees to give him room.
Soon his face was nestled in the warm cushion of her breasts with his nose against her breastbone.
He let out a contented sigh and Milly giggled at the warmth of his breath flooding the depths of her cleavage.
“What are you doing Master?” She asked archly.
He sighed again, eyes closed.
His words were muffled by her flesh when he finally answered her.
“Didn’t I tell you? I live here now.”
For a moment, he considered taking a nap, his face cushioned so delightfully within her shirt.
But alas, another voice broke into their intimate moment as Ginger entered the room.
“Hey guys! Wow! He looks comfy!”
Nameless started a bit, but Milly wrapped her arms around his back, securing him in place.
“He is comfy.” She said with an almost haughty tone.
Realizing that he wasn’t going anywhere until Milly allowed him to, Nameless settled in once again.
But he had come to learn that Ginger was never one to take a hint, and he stifled a groan when he felt the couch shift slightly as she sat down beside Milly.
“I just spoke to Theo, and he let it slip that we might be looking at field training soon.”
That got Nameless’s attention.
“Which one is Theo?” Milly asked with her arms still wrapped around her bond-mate.
“Instructor Theo Holbrook, Criminal Law.” Nameless answered; “I don’t know that you ever met. He’s the one that pounded the shifty bits of the Aegis charter into our heads so bad I still can’t walk right.”
Silence greeted his lame joke and Milly felt his face begin to heat up in embarrassment until Ginger snickered at him.
“Hey I won’t judge if Theo is what gets your boat floatin’.” She teased.
He was glad that his face was still hidden by his doting Minotaur’s breasts so that Ginger couldn’t see his blush deepening.
“They can’t all be zingers. Whatever, back to what you were saying. Field training?”
But before Ginger could answer he felt his Valkyrie’s presence as she came into the room.
“Ah, Husband, I have found you. Erica would like a word, in private.”
She ducked low before the couch to give him an unabashed smack on the ass to get him moving, making him yelp into Milly’s tits.
“Alright! Alright, just… none of that. That’s Erica’s thing.”
With Milly’s grip relenting, he pulled himself out of her shirt, the pair of them looking more than a little rumpled.
The Minotaur’s hands came up to either side of his head.
“Your hair is a mess.” She fussed.
But the angel all but yanked him to his feet.
“A problem for a comb and mirror later. For now, Milly, we should all return to our quarters.”
Something in the emphasis of her tone told him that she and Milly knew something he didn’t, and Nameless could feel impatient anticipation practically radiating out from her.
“Volka what is-”
“No!” She said, drawing close and tilting his face up to meet her gaze; “Do not think, do not feel, just come along! Right now!”
His thoughts scattered by her outburst, he could only do as she said, Milly following close behind wearing a knowing smirk.
“Okay, I’ll just be here then!” Ginger called after them sourly.
Not a one of them had even said goodbye.
Within a few minutes Nameless was standing in their dormitory, all of the girls on the bed save Erica, who stood before him looking oddly bashful.
“Hold out your hands.” She spoke just as he was cottoning on to what was happening.
He was somewhat embarrassed to realize that she had swiped her heartstone from him weeks ago, and that he had been too focused on his training to dwell on what she might be doing with it, but now that he was reminded of it he too shared in the girls’ excitement.
Who doesn’t like presents?
He did as she asked and without ceremony she plopped something across his palms.
It was a knife, locked in place into a black and hardened leather sheath.
It took him a second to figure out how to free the blade, a pair of metal tabs on the rim of the sheath holding it firmly in place.
The hilt was the same black colour as the cover and had a wavy texture to it, with Erica’s emerald green heartstone set in the pommel and glinting beautifully.
Just like Nina’s braclet, more than half of the precious gem was set into the pommel, making it impossible to remove.
Once he drew it, he examined the wicked sharpness of the curved purple blade and marveled at the way iridescent sparkles came from the light reflecting off of the metal.
The Katje shifted her weight from one foot to the other, still uncharacteristically bashful as she fiddled with her long purple hair, done up in twin tails just below her ears and a match for the blade of the knife.
“It’s my heart, obviously, but it’s also my claw for you. It will never dull, never rust and never fail to fuck up anyone that needs to be fucked up.” She looked away blinking rapidly: “I originally wanted to give you something beautiful, but I opted for something practical instead.”
“Erica... this is beautiful. But I think you missed an obvious use for it.”
He secured it in its sheath and, once he was satisfied that it wouldn’t come loose without pressing the tabs in the side of it, gripped it by the sheath and deliberately pressed her heartstone up between her legs.
Her hand gripped his shoulder to steady herself and her eyes widened as she gasped at the intimate pressure through her underwear.
“How the- why the fuck didn’t I think of that!”
Watching from the bed with the others, Nina scratched her head.
“Huh, I thought that was the whole point. You know, when you talked about fucking people up? Why do you think I made the sheath lock, not to mention the wavy bits on the hilt?”
“You made this Nina?” Nameless asked.
The Gigas nodded, looking as smug as she ever had.
“Used the workshop where you humans play with your lost-tech. Almost killed that Kavanaugh guy a couple times though, he’s annoying.”
By that point Erica wasn’t really listening, instead leaning into their master and purring loudly.
“Don’t stop.” She whispered.
Her face was resting on his shoulder with one hand gripping the back of his head, her constant purr almost deafening in his ear.
Having some free time, and with nothing else in the world that he’d rather be doing, he smiled at her.
“Panties down kitty.” He murmured; “Are you wet enough?”
She didn’t bother answering, merely pulling her underwear off with one hand and spreading her legs slightly so that he could work the hilt between them.
“That escalated quickly.” Ophelia murmured as she daintily wiped away a single tear.
Nina lay on her side with her head in the Flutterby’s lap as they watched their bond-mate and bond-sister.
“Did you think it wouldn’t?”
Erica let out a sharp cry as Nameless drove her heartstone inside her.
Her fingers threading through the giant’s untidy hair, Ophelia giggled.
“No I supposed not.”
“This is so naughty.” Milly observed breathlessly.
Volka put her arm over the cow’s shoulder and extended her wing to match.
“Yup.”
Meanwhile Nameless was adapting quickly to the new toy; with one hand gripping her taut ass while the other worked the hilt inside her, he could feel his kitty’s legs trembling as her pleasure mounted.
He soon found that she would shift between yowling and purring depending on how quickly his arm worked. He didn’t dwell on it long though as without warning she rasped her barbed tongue over his cheek and one side of his forehead, causing his own legs to go a bit weak.
“I love it baby, I love putting your heart inside you like this.” He said intimately as he shifted his off-hand from her ass to catch and stroke her twitching tail; “You remember, don’t you? That first night?”
“I do! Oh I do! I’ll n-never forget, now shut up and make me cum!”
One of her richly tanned legs wrapped around his, while her arms likewise wrapped around his shoulders so that he was taking most of her weight as her breasts pressed tight to his chest.
He chuckled as his wrist pumped harder and faster.
“Naughty girl, I’ll spank you later for that.”
But she didn’t answer, or rather couldn’t; with the increase in speed she rapidly found her peak and flew over it. He didn’t let up even as he heard her breathing stop and felt her hips were spasming rhythmically with every thrust of the knife.
“And there she goes.” Volka said to the others with a broad smile; “Goddess but that is fun to watch!”
Suddenly the breath Erica had been involuntarily holding came out in a gasping moan of pure bliss as paroxysms of pleasure rocked through her body.
It was some time before they ended, her body quivering against his as he held her up.
She said something then, though none of them, not even Nameless, caught what it was.
“You’ll have to speak up my darling kitty.” He teased.
Repeating herself made his cock, already straining in his pants, twitch.
“Pants. Off. Now.”
Despite his arousal, he felt the need to tease her a bit more, the tone of his voice completely clueless.
“But why would I take my pants off?”
She swallowed to moisten her mouth to speak in a more complete manner.
“Because I can’t suck your cock through them, I’m good but not that good.”
He shuddered, at the erotic promise and she moaned slightly as he pulled her claw free of her pussy.
“And what should we do with this?”
With her arms still around his shoulder she gave him a peck on the lips.
“Give it to my bond-sisters, so they can fuck each other silly while I gobble your knob?” She suggested.
Nina sat bolt upright, her hand outstretched.
“Gimme.”
Erica giggled as she looked to the eager Gigas.
“Why should we?” She asked haughtily.
“Because I made it, and I wanna bend Ophelia over and make her squeal with it.”
The Flutterby blushed scarlet while Nameless and Erica smiled and spoke in unison.
“Deal.”
A minute later, and despite her feeble protests, Ophelia was on all fours moaning with her dress hiked up to expose her curvy ass while Nina mercilessly drove Erica’s claw deep inside her over and over.
Meanwhile Nameless was sitting on the edge of the bed nearby with his pants off, the now-naked Katje stroking his erection while her tongue grappled with his in an ardent kiss. Behind him on the bed, Milly was sitting on her thighs with her arms around his waist as she tongued and licked at the side of his head.
With one last sucking kiss, Erica pulled her face away from his.
“You ready to cum in my mouth again lover?”
She always knew just what to say.
“You gunna swallow it all for me kitty?”
“I’m going to damn well try!” She laughed before her head ducked down; “Lie him back Milly, then sit on his face or something.”
The Minotaur giggled, and quickly shifted around on the bed so that Nameless was flat on his back staring at the ceiling.
He felt Erica’s presence settle between his legs, her elbows resting on his thighs as they got comfortable.
“Here it comes lover, I hope you are ready because I am pulling out all the stops tonight.”
While he was trying to formulate a witty reply a dearly loved moist warmth abruptly enveloped the length of his cock as the horny Katje set to her task, taking him deep into her throat in one rapid move as he groaned and his eyes closed.
“Such a spoiled master, getting a present and a blowjob on the same day.”
His eyes opened to find Milly’s upside-down face dominating his vision.
The Minotaur was kneeling on the bed above his head, and even as Erica pulled her mouth up of his cock with luxurious slowness, the cow’s tongue ran from his hairline and down his nose, ending in a deep kiss on his lips.
Nameless groaned again, though the sound of it was muffled in Milly’s mouth; the angle made for an odd sensation as she worked the top of her tongue against the top of his.
He reached up and gripped her horns, pulling her closer to deeped the kiss.
Nearby they heard Ophelia likewise panting and groaning as Nina showed her little mercy with her latest masterpiece.
With the charged atmosphere of the room he was fighting not to go off too soon, his toes curling as he squeeze his thighs against Erica’s ribs.
She tightened her fingers in a ring at the base of his cock helping him pull back from the edge.
“Not yet lover, I want this to last. Seriously Milly, sit on his face or something, I think he needs to be distracted more.”
The Minotaur didn’t comply, still working her tongue around in his mouth, her hands reaching down over his naked side and stroking across waist.
Though nobody saw it, Erica rolled her eyes before engulfing his cock again.
He lasted ten minutes, a monumental amount of time given that Milly never stopped kissing him and he had to listen to Ophelia orgasm twice from Nina’s efforts.
But there was no more delaying the inevitable, and Erica picked up on that, placing her palms on each of his thighs she drew herself above him to get a better angle before bobbing her head rapidly and increasing the suction on his cock as she employed every trick she knew to pleasure her master.
The bottom of Milly’s chin and her neck was all Nameless could see, and with her mouth locked on his he couldn’t warn Erica, so instead he released his cow’s horns and tried to reach down to grip the cat’s pigtails, but Milly pinned his arms at his side, her tongue deep in his mouth.
When he grunted out his release, the Katje bobbed her head one last time before planting her nose into his pubic hair and taking him deep into her throat.
Her throat moved as she swallowed rhythmically, his warm cum shooting directly down her gullet.
He thrashed and squirmed as his cock spurted over and over into the tight heat of Erica’s throat, his hips gyrating spastically as his addled brain couldn’t figure out whether to free himself or drive himself deeper into the vortex of ecstasy that was his Katje’s mouth.
Eventually satisfied that she had taken the bulk of his load, Erica pulled back so that she could draw in some desperately needed air though her nose.
Her eyes were watering more than a little, but her mouth was still sucking as yet more cum shot onto her tongue and caused her cheeks to billow out slightly.
She gave a few tiny bobs just on the head of his cock while shifting both fists to work his length and make absolutely certain that she had drawn out every drop of his seed.
Finally she pulled off of him, chuckling throatily with a mouthful of cum while her hands still stroked him.
With an audible gulp, she beamed at the room.
“I fucking did it!”
She looked around and her smile dimmed somewhat when she thought no one was listening: Milly was still making out with Nameless, while Nina was still going at Ophelia like a little red bunny monster.
But then she turned at the sound of Volka slowly clapping, the angel had one eyebrow quirked at her, the flush-faced angel having watched the entire performance from just behind her.
Erica smile returned in full force.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been trying to swallow his load without spilling any?!”
Her breathing was coming in shuddering gasps as she licked her lips.
A hand suddenly fluttered against the side of her head, she thought in congratulation at first, but quickly realized that it wasn’t the case. With his arms once again free from Milly’s grip, Nameless was trying to get Erica to stop what she was doing to his sensitive flesh.
Her hands had been habitually stroking him while she was distracted by Volka.
“Oh, whoops, sorry lover.” She giggled.
He let out a gasp as Milly finally pulled her face away from his, both of their lips and faces slick with each other’s fluid from the prolonged make out session.
“That was amazing baby.” He managed, his eyes looking more than a little dopey.
It was a little unclear whether he was talking to Milly or Erica, but in the end it didn’t really matter.
Beside him Ophelia collapsed flat on her face, her violet wings twitching, a puddle of a woman. Her dress still pulled up to reveal her naked ass, wet streaks glistening down her thighs while Nina loomed over her.
“Congratulations, I guess.” The Gigas reached out to pat Erica on the head between her ears; “Better you than me.”
Absently she dropped the glistening knife onto the bedspread beside Ophelia’s hip, the poor woman still unmoving.
Nina flopped down on her back beside her and joined the others in languishing in the post-orgasmic bliss of the two of them.
A few minutes later Erica was still between Nameless’s legs, absently toying with his flaccid cock with her head resting on his thigh.
While massaging Nameless’s naked chest, Milly spoke into the blissful silence.
“So… Ginger said something about field training?”
Nameless drew in a deep breath and nodded.
“Yeah.” He let out a long sigh; “Which blows my mind a bit, just thinking about how far we’ve come from where we began.”
Though it wasn’t what he meant, he could feel Erica nodding her head against his leg: her cock-sucking skills had come a long way.
He took a deep breath as he thought on what Ginger had said, finally he shrugged.
“We’ll wait and see what happens, Theo might have just been messing with her, who knows. Besides, there’s some more work that needs doing tonight.”
He looked over to the only fully clothed member of the family then, Volka was still wearing her armour.
Ever the selfless Valkyrie, she shrugged nonchalantly.
“I am alright, I greatly enjoyed simply watching.”
Ophelia lifted herself up then, finally recovered enough to move.
She picked up the black and purple knife by the sheath.
“Nina, Milly: hold her down.” She said darkly.
Before the angel could react, the Minotaur and Gigas were on top of her.
Erica’s heartstone got a lot of work done that night.