"Ugh." I collapsed into a seat with a tired sigh as semi-organized chaos happened around me. Reaching up, I pulled off the tie around my neck and flicked it negligently away, only for Sprite to Send it somewhere. Should've burned it so it can never be used against me again. Why do they even have ties in this culture?!
I felt drained, mentally and emotionally. Exhausted in a way I hadn't been since I had been losing sleep over Zenith and Norn. I was starting to get a headache and I wanted nothing more than to go lie down and take a nap. And the day started off so nice, too.
I'd woken up to getting a blowjob from Ariel, who had simply met my eyes with a stare and kept going until I filled her mouth up. Neither she nor Sylphie had participated in the fun last night, for the same reason. That is, both of them wanted to save actual sex for their wedding night.
Ariel wasn't exactly a virgin, but while she had stalked down the maids of the castle she had never actually had sex with a man. She had explicitly avoided doing so to avoid any sort of baby trap or commitment to any of her parents' choices of suitors. When she was a Japanese girl, she had actually been very conservative and had wanted to wait until after marriage, and some of that desire had carried over even if she had to sacrifice some of her wants to blend in among the degenerate nobles.
As for Sylphie… she wanted our first time to be special. And while she agreed that every single time would be special, she was absolutely certain that she wanted to wait until she had a ring on her finger before actually having sex. I wasn't going to push her on it last night because we were getting married today anyway, and if that meant something to her then I'd be happy to give it to her.
Eris and Roxy, after some talk, had come to an agreement of solidarity with their future sister-wives, so they had abstained last night as well. I thought it was kind of sweet and didn't mind, when we'd be sharing our wedding night tonight—save for Ariel.
Besides, it wasn't like I had been lacking for company. With Ghislaine and Elinalise reunited, they had wanted to team up again—specifically to see if they could actually wear me out. Kishirika had eagerly volunteered to help.
They hadn't stood a chance.
Though to be fair, it's less that we fucked each other to exhaustion and more that we mutually agreed we were done because I needed to sleep at some point for today. Which turned out to be a good thing, because holy fuck today had been busy. Balls to the walls all day long. Everything was kind of a blur in parts, really.
I remembered getting up after Ariel woke me up, Lilia happily serving us breakfast, the women and girls interested in wedding plans all breaking off together to talk about what was to be done (which was basically all of them) while I spoke quietly with Ghislaine, Lilia, and the girl who had yet to come up with a name for herself and who I was getting dangerously close to just naming myself. I'd gone off to speak with Phillip and Sauros, along with Ariel and Sprite for a bit to catch up on what was going on with Asura and what needed to happen with Roa and the villages I'd rebuilt in Fittoa.
Then, some time before lunch, Theresa and Lilia had come and collected me and got me dressed in an outfit I'd never worn or even seen before. It looked like the clothes the Migurd of Roxy's village wore and bore the same designs, but was a bit fancier, clearly made of better material, and the top was a cloak that looked a lot like the one Rokkus wore.
"Why am I wearing this?"
"Because it's traditional," Therese had answered simply. "Roxy's wedding is first and she wanted to have it in Rokkus Village—at the request of elder Rokkus."
"So they named the new village after the old guy, huh?"
"Only because Roxy refused naming it either 'Roxy Village' or 'Wayfinder Village.' Vehemently," Lilia chuckled quietly as she pulled at my clothes and smoothed out a crease. Leaning in, she sniffed at me and nodded, before beginning to play with my hair.
"I think she threatened to wash the whole village away in a flood if they did it so that, and I quote, 'no one else will know my shame.'"
"Sounds like Roxy," I grinned. Reaching up, I gently brushed Lilia's hands away from my hair. "Lilia, my hair is fine."
"He's right. Come on, we need to go. We're on a tight schedule."
With that, we left the room, and then the manor. As soon as we were outside, we began to rise. Looking up, I spotted the Eris waiting for us. "Not the Roxy?"
"Mistress Roxy took her ship and went ahead with the others," Lilia explained as we were set down on the deck and the ship started moving. We went inside for the few minute wait on the flight, where Lilia again began to play with my hair, a fond look on her face as she did.
"Rudy, you did remember the rings, didn't you?"
I blinked. "Uhh…"
"I have their preferences and sizes, master," Sprite answered, before Sending me a heavy brick of what looked like solid gold and several stones. "They wanted you to make them."
"Of course," I chuckled. Sitting down, I set to work. Thankfully, this world didn't have someone artificially inflating the value of carbon arranged in a tetrahedron formation, the most common gemstone known to man. Wedding rings here weren't all diamonds and tended to be either a girl's birth stone, something particularly valuable, something magical, what she liked, or something that matched her colors. Though there were a few diamonds in the collection of jewels, they were outnumbered by everything else.
In this case, I set every ring with a gem matching the girl's colors, or former color in one case—sapphire for Roxy, ruby for Eris, and emerald for Sylphie. Then, just to make the point, I surrounded each main gem with a smaller gem of the other types.
"Who're the diamonds for?"
"Ariel requested them."
I went ahead and added a small diamond to each ring, with the other gems. Then, I started layering on enchantments. Mostly the stuff that I put on Roxy's pendant and a few extra little protections, including a copy of Sprite, in case of emergency—powered by reshaping a small monster core and hiding it under the gold bands.
Once we arrived, it was straight to the wedding ceremony.
I had been expecting just a few guests. Maybe the entirety of Roxy's village, plus my own guests.
I should have known better.
Roxy's reputation, thanks in no small part to my own actions, had become something of a legend—at least to those from the Demon Continent. She also played a significant role in negotiating between the various factions we had picked up along the way and was popular with and loved by pretty much everyone that came with us. I should have expected it, but I really hadn't.
The entire square around the Wayfinder statue at the center of the village was packed full—standing room only, if that.
There were Migurd, yes—but it seemed like it was every Migurd from every tribe, not just Roxy's. There were also demons of other various tribes, beast-kin, dwarves, hobbits, elves, and humans. At every intersection there were tables set with food and barrels of what was probably… definitely alcohol. There was even a band. It was one big party already.
I vaguely remember the ceremony. It was short. I'm pretty sure Rokkus said something important, but I was a bit distracted by Roxy in her ceremonial garb, looking all blushy and the happiest I had ever seen her. I think there was something in there about me being accepted into the tribe and named Rudeus Migurdia, but again, bit distracted. I do remember when I kissed Roxy, if only because of the way she cried, and the way the crowd cheered and catcalled.
After that, we had a quick lunch. Some sexy elf who was entirely too refined and well-dressed to be our Elinalise put a cup in Roxy's hand and my first wife discovered that there actually was some alcohol she could stand, if it was sweet enough and tasted like fruit. Roxy kept her wits about her and didn't over-indulge, thankfully. I did quietly warn her off from drinking more than a little, just in case she actually was pregnant already.
And then, we were being separated by Theresa, Lilia, Zenith, and Hilda and dragged away. I spotted the Roxy leaving a moment before being hauled up to the Eris and we were on our way again, as I was dragged into the captain's quarters and quickly changed again. This time, into a suit similar to the one I'd worn a few years back to Eris's birthday. Once more, Lilia attacked my hair, this time with a comb, to little effect. I drew the line when she licked her thumb and started wiping off imaginary smudges off of my face.
"Lilia, I'm fine!" I laughed, pulling the redhead into a hug.
Lilia slowly returned the hug, squeezing back hard. "I know, master Rudeus. It's just… I want to make sure everything is perfect for all of you."
"You worry too much," Therese sighed, joining the hug, before pulling away and separating us. "Now, we've arrived. Let's go down and do it all again. Twice."
"Why couldn't they have all agreed on a shared wedding?" I wondered aloud.
Therese and Lilia exchanged a look, followed by disappointed shakes of the head. "Men just don't understand."
"Even master Rudeus," Lilia sighed.
Rolling my eyes, I led the way out this time.
Eris's wedding was smaller, at least. It was held in the newly built cathedral of Roa. Apparently Phillip, Sauros, Hilda, and Ariel had put together a list of guests and flown them in on an airship first thing this morning. But like Roxy's wedding, for a 'last minute' thing, it was awfully well put together.
Who am I kidding? They've been planning this shit for months, they just didn't know the exact date until yesterday. Sprite just made it possible to pull everything seemingly out of thin air.
Scoping out the crowd as I stood in front of everyone, I didn't recognize anyone but our own people there. However, I did spot a couple of people who looked familiar. A man who looked a bit older than Phillip and shared many of his facial features, but his face was lined with stress and the tea-colored hair he shared with Phillip was streaked with gray. With him were several people—a plain-looking woman with a forgettable face and brown hair, two boys who shared their features, and two other boys—one with red eyes, the other with red eyes and hair who looked about my age, and both sharing some of Eris's RBF features she'd gotten from Hilda.
So, those are her brothers. And that must be… James. Phillip's brother and Eris's uncle. Well, one of. I think there's another still alive kicking around somewhere.
Then, I realized that if James and his family were here—with Phillip and Hilda's sons, no less—then today was the day. Casting a look around, I didn't see Phillip anywhere, but I found Sauros in the front row. Meeting the man's gaze, I deliberately looked over towards where James was sitting. The man smirked and nodded once.
Yeah, that confirms it. Power play it is, then.
The music that had been playing changed and Phillip walked Eris down the aisle. All in all, it was about what I expected out of a Western wedding ceremony. Which, again, was kind of weird given that this was a different world and everything, but I'd learned long ago not to question shit like this too hard and just let it slide.
I was a bit surprised when, once again, there was a part in there about being brought into the family and taking the family name. And then, I realized what the girls were doing and had to hide a smile. With the Migurd, it was because I had saved their people. But with Eris, it was for legal reasons as related to nobility. No one who wasn't here or didn't know I had disowned myself from Paul's family would think twice about me being 'Rudeus Greyrat' and Paul's son. And since the disowning wasn't actually on paper anywhere… this put a stop to any sort of legal confusion over my status. Because Ariel marrying a no-name nobody, even if I was the strongest mage in Asura, would look bad but her marrying someone from one of their own noble houses would be pretty much business as normal. It was more Asura politics and I really wanted nothing to do with it… but beyond that, I saw that it was a gesture on Phillip and Hilda's part to bring me into their family, as Hilda had once joked about doing, before the topic of marriage really came up.
I smiled and went along through the entirely too long ceremony, meeting Eris's eyes under her veil as she looked progressively more annoyed at how long it was taking. Just when I thought she would snap, the priest wrapped things up, and then I had my arms full of eager redhead mauling my face. There was much applause and people moved outside, where once again, tables were set up with food and alcohol. Eris found a keg of something dark and began sipping on a mug of that.
Hilda found us, not long after. The woman swept Eris and myself up into a hug and I found myself being kissed on the cheek. "Welcome to the family, my son."
"Thanks, Hilda."
"Mother," she corrected. "Please?"
"Mom."
Hilda beamed happily for just a moment, before sighing. "Right. Phillip sent me to come get you. Eris, it's time you met your brothers and uncle."
"Mm," the redhead nodded, pressing herself into my side as we followed Hilda over.
"Eris! Rudeus!" Sauros yelled as we approached.
For once, Eris didn't yell back her traditional greeting. She simply smiled happily and nodded. "Sauros," I said.
"That's grandfather to you, boy!"
"Grandfather," I corrected, rolling my eyes. "What's up?"
"Rudeus," Phillip's face was set in a fox-like smile that screamed trouble for someone. "Allow me to introduce you to my brother, James."
The man wore a sour look as he stood with his family behind him. "I know what you're angling at Phillip and it won't work—"
"Rudy, Eris! There you are!" Ariel called as she hurried over, wearing a pretty purple dress. "Congratulations!"
"Thanks," Eris nodded, before tilting back her mug and finishing it off.
"Your highness—" James began, only to shut up as Ariel invaded my personal space and kissed me on the lips, before quickly pulling away and doing the same with Eris.
Oh right… he wasn't actually at that little meeting with the king, was he? Paul's brother Pilemon was there, but James wasn't.
Then, Ariel tucked herself into my other side, smiling. "Ah, James. How are you?"
The man's mouth opened and closed once, before he flexed his jaw. He turned to leave, only to physically jerk in place, stopped in his tracks. Phillip and Sauros looked particularly pleased as they realized immediately what had happened.
"Re-release me!"
"Where do you think you're going? We weren't done here." Letting go of Ariel and Eris, I stepped forward and offered my hand to the man. "Rudeus…" I turned to Phillip, "It's Boreas now, isn't it?"
"It is," he confirmed.
"Rudeus Boreas Greyrat. Emperor-level elemental mage. I'm the new head of the Boreas family. Nice to meet you."
The blood drained from James' face. "No, I refuse—"
Dropping my hand, I adjusted the telekinesis spell I was holding him with and squeezed. "I'm sorry, what was that? You were going to congratulate me on becoming the head of the family, right?"
"Unhand our father!" the eldest of Eris's brothers stomped forward, reaching for the sword at his waist. He made it two steps before sinking up to his waist in the ground, along with the rest of them. Suddenly seeming to realize his predicament, he moved his hand away from his sword.
Looking at the man, I sent him a confused look. "I don't have your father, brother-in-law. He's right over there," I nodded to Phillip. "Or has James not told you about that?"
"What, what do you mean?"
"Don't listen to him!" James managed to croak out, before I silenced him.
"You see, apparently there's this Boreas family tradition where the male siblings of each generation fight it out," I began, and James's sons, and Eris's brothers, all nodded. "Sauros should have put his foot down on it…"
"It was more complicated than that, Rudeus," Sauros sighed, and I shrugged.
"Doesn't matter, I'm about to un-fucking-complicate it. The end result was that the girls are married off and the boys fight it out, and whoever wins becomes the head of the family. Whoever loses has to give up their male children to the head of the family, to keep from being a threat in the future. So you two," I gestured towards Eris's brothers, "are actually political hostages, taken by James here. Your actual mother and father are Phillip and Hilda. I'm not going to force you to do anything with that information—you're old enough to make your own choices. What I am going to do, however, is put an end to this asinine tradition, right here and now.
"The strongest becomes head of the family? Well guess what. That's me. Personal power? I'm an Emperor-level mage capable of casting in every element and Advanced in the Sword God and Water God styles. Financial power? I have enough precious metals to crash every economy in the world, I was responsible for the boom in Asura's economy immediately before the teleport disaster and plan to get right back on track with that, and I have airships. Military power? I have airships. Political power? I'm a noble by birth into the Notos Greyrat family, I'm now married into the Boreas Greyrat family, and I'm the queen's consort to be married," I looked at Ariel, "when did you set the date for?"
"This weekend, Rudy." Glancing at James, she added, "Two days from now."
"This weekend. Yeah, I'm gonna be your king too, so you may as well get used to taking the knee now. I'm not asking, I'm telling. I'm the head of the family. This petty infighting shit stops, right now. You two," I pointed between Phillip and James, "settle things between yourselves. Peacefully. Don't make me get involved again. From now on, we all work together for the betterment of the family. If I catch you working against a member of the family, and I will catch you, you're getting exiled and stripped of everything you own, bare minimum. Now, I've got another wedding to get to and a very long wedding night planned. Phillip's in charge until I say otherwise. His word comes from me."
I waved and raised the members of James's family out of the ground before releasing the man. We rose into the air, once more pulled upwards by Sprite.
"Rudeus, I'm gonna try to break your hips after that," Eris threatened, sending me a lusty look.
"Ah, if only I didn't have to wait," Ariel sighed. "That was… quite arousing."
"You realize oral exists," I pointed out to the blonde.
Ariel grinned. "I am aware."
We parted ways, pulled back to the Roxy and the Eris, and once more, I was subjected to yet another wardrobe change.
"Why white?"
"Because Sylphiette wanted white," Lilia answered as she straightened my vest.
"Fair enough," I shrugged.
We left the Eris and I chuckled as I realized where Sylphie had picked for her wedding—what was probably the most important place in the world to her.
Looking out over the rebuilt Buena village in the distance, I felt a pang of nostalgia and homesickness. Looking down, I found a hill under the shade of a small tree… that grew taller and wider as I watched—Sylphie's work, no doubt. Obviously, Sprite hadn't been able to find the exact tree that had been in this spot at the time of the teleport, but she had found one of the same species.
The gathering this time was even smaller—it was just immediate family and our group, in addition to a priest. Phillip and Sauros had stayed behind to deal with James, but surprisingly Hilda had joined us instead of trying to take the opportunity to spend time with the two children who had been taken from her. It said a lot about how she felt for us, really.
The ceremony wasn't fancy. Sylphie joined me after a moment, wearing a simple white dress and veil. This ceremony went by thankfully quickly and she blushed happily as I kissed her.
As we were getting ready to leave, a new airship joined the Roxy and the Eris overhead. Sylphie giggled as she took in the statue of herself at the bow and the green script on the side proclaiming it the Sylphiette Greyrat.
We left on the Sylphie and made our way back home to Roa, debarking right on the front lawn before Sprite sent the airships back to their berths. We entered the mansion to applause from the newly hired house staff—most of whom were beastkin of different types, but there were a few of nearly every race there, almost all employed from the refugees we'd brought back and every one of them young, fit, beautiful, female, and knowing the Boreas Greyrat family as I did, unattached.
"Where did they all come from? The place was empty yesterday," I asked as we were directed to the dining hall, where a feast had been prepared and a band was playing—the same one from Rokkus village, actually.
"We asked for volunteers, explained what their duties would be, the Boreas nature and what it means, and negotiated their contracts on the way over. They started this morning, actually. While you were meeting with the others," Roxy explained.
And this is where I collapsed into my chair, pulled off my noose, and immediately regretted not burning it. Reaching up, I rubbed at my forehead and the slowly building headache, only for Sylphie to reach over and lay a bare hand on my arm. My headache cleared up immediately, but I still felt kind of out of it.
Tona came up, dressed in her own little maid outfit, and dropped off a plate and glass for me. The young beastkin girl gave me a flirty smile and a wink before hurrying off, her tail swishing behind her. I raised an eyebrow at Roxy. "Everyone understands?"
My first wife smiled ruefully. "Some were quite eager and asked to be assigned as your personal staff. Tona is actually working under Lilia."
Eris giggled as she sipped at a glass of what might have been champagne—I wasn't an alcohol enthusiast so I couldn't say. "It's okay, Rudeus. Servants don't count!"
"That would hold more weight if you had wiped the drool off of your chin before saying it," Sylphie sniped with a teasing smile.
Eris reached up for her mouth before pausing halfway. Realizing she'd been had, she rolled her eyes. "She's not the only one, Rudeus. Look," Eris nodded in the direction of the door, and I laughed quietly upon spotting Aisha there wearing a little copy of her mom's own maid outfit, helping Tona.
"What convinced her to do it?"
Lilia spoke up quietly as she leaned in behind me, wrapping me up in a hug and pressing her breasts against my neck. "That would be young Tona, telling Aisha that she would marry Aisha's big brother during her interview this morning. It lit a fire under Aisha and she joined in immediately."
I sighed. "I don't need my sister to be my maid. I want her to be my sister."
"She knows. She's also decided it's what she wants to do. Aisha is just as stubborn as you were as a child."
Sylphie leaned over and patted my hand with a sympathetic smile. "I'm sure it'll be fine."
"And if not… she's only a half-sister," Eris chortled.
"Roxy, a little help?"
Roxy simply smiled and sipped at her wine. "You're beyond our help now, husband."
"Traitors," I hissed, "all of you."
I took this opportunity to eat and drink the tea Tona had provided. The caffeine and food helped a bit, after I'd had some time to sit and recover.
After a while of us just sitting and talking, getting well-wishes from those who came by, Zenith being all weepy and hugging everyone and getting clingy, and the girls all demanding at least one round on the dance floor each, Sylphie began looking nervously around at everyone else. Finally, she covered her mouth and let out a big yawn. "I'm getting kind of sleepy."
Roxy chuckled quietly, an amused smile pulling her lips up. "Oh? Is that so? That's too bad. I thought we had plans…"
"No! No, we still have plans!" Sylphie waved her arms back and forth. "I just, I'd like to, you know, get to work on those plans…?"
"He's being intentionally obtuse and Roxy is teasing," Ariel laughed quietly, patting Sylphie's hand. "You have to be more forward than that."
"That's right. If you want something, you must speak up," Roxy smiled. "Say it plainly and clearly."
Eris rolled her eyes and stood up, before grabbing my arm and easily hauling me to my feet. "Rudeus!"
"Yes, wife?"
"Hehe~" Eris grinned. "Say it again!"
"Wife."
"Hehehe…" She nodded. "That's right! Now, Rudeus! Husband! Take us to bed!"
Roxy quickly tipped back her glass and finished the last of her wine, before pushing herself to her feet. Sylphie made to stand and I swept her up into my arms, to a squeak from my third bride. "Eep! R-rudy, put me down!"
"Nope," I denied as Roxy pressed herself into my side opposite Eris.
"Have fun~" Ariel called after us, hungry blue eyes following in our wake. "Two more days, Ariel. Just two," she murmured, just loud enough to hear as I passed.
We left the room, heading for my bedroom. Lilia met us at the door with a smile, holding it open for us. "You won't be disturbed, I'll see to it."
"It's fine, Lilia," I countered immediately.
Roxy nodded. "Take the rest of the night off. You've earned it."
"Right! Go enjoy yourself. Have a few drinks. Then have a few more," Eris laughed.
"Goodnight Lilia!" Sylphie called with a wave and a happy smile as the door closed behind us.
Gently setting Sylphie down on the bed, I turned around and made my way over to my desk chair, where I began shedding clothes and neatly folding them. Behind me, there was dead silence for just a moment, before Sylphie asked, "So… uh," she hesitated, "how do we… do this? Is, is there an order, or…?"
"You're adorable," Roxy said fondly, and a check behind me showed she had pulled Sylphie into a hug. "Stay this cute forever."
"She really is," Eris nodded. "Rock, paper, scissors or go by order?"
"Reverse order?" Roxy suggested.
"I mean, either way we go, while someone's getting her wedding night I'm having fun with whoever's left over," Eris shrugged.
"That sounds good," Roxy agreed.
"Although… maybe you should go first. You don't really have much stamina. It'd give you time to recover."
"I'm not that bad," Roxy protested. "And it's Sylphie's first time."
"True."
"After the first time each, we should all work together anyway," Roxy added.
"You mean… kiss each other?" Sylphie asked, and Eris and Roxy nodded. Sylphie smiled. "Oh! Good. I know how to do that!"
Roxy raised an eyebrow at that. "Just what did Ariel teach you…?"
"Hehe~!"
Finishing up undressing, I turned around wearing nothing but my drawstring boxers. I started walking towards them and Eris and Roxy each took Sylphie by an arm and pushed her forward. "Eh?! Me? But—mmph!"
I pulled Sylphie into a kiss, silencing her protests and sudden nervousness. Her hands immediately went around me, pulling me into a hug as her lips moved and tongue slipped out, exploring my mouth. Someone's been practicing since we were kids, I mused, wondering if I should thank Ariel or spank her. Both. She'll appreciate it.
Grabbing Sylphie by her tight little ass, I picked her up and carried her to the bed. The girl hummed happily into my mouth as I laid her down, before pulling back and having a look at her. A moment later, Eris and Roxy laid out beside her and I took in my three wives, all in their wedding dresses—the three all happy (and lusty) smiles as Eris took Sylphie's and Roxy's hands in her own.
"Well? What are you waiting for? An invitation?" my feisty wife demanded.
I turned my gaze on the youngest of my wives. Sylphie had grown a lot in the last few years. I guess seeing it in a hologram is different from seeing it in the flesh.
Carefully, I took her simple wedding dress and, with Sylphie's help, got it up over her head and off of her, along with the little slip under it. As I did, Eris and Roxy watched intently, their hands beginning to roam each other's bodies over their dresses. Left in nothing but a set of white lace bra and panties, Sylphie held an arm across her modest breasts and a hand over her crotch. Reaching out, I gently took her hands and pulled them away, quickly stripping her out of her underwear and leaving her bare on the bed.
Sylphie was very physically fit. Not quite as muscular as Eris, but very slim and all tight muscle. Her breasts were small and capped by pale pink peaks that stood out proudly in the cool air of the room. She had a small little patch of fluffy, completely straight white hair on her mound but her fat little lips, already soaked with arousal, were bare. Red eyes, white hair, pale skin dusted red with a blush, toned muscles and lean, slim figure… I took a moment to simply take her in and appreciate her beauty, my hand running from her thigh, over her flat stomach, across her chest, up to cup her face.
"Rudy," Sylphie whimpered, her hand coming up to my own face. "Don't tease me."
"Tease you more, got it," I grinned down at her, before leaning in and going for her neck.
"Ahn~!" Sylphie mewled as I attacked her, licking and sucking at her neck, before trailing down her chest to her small breasts. I squeezed the little mounds gently as I took her nipples into my mouth. Finally, when she was shaking like a leaf and looked like she could take no more, I reached down and pulled my boxers off. Settling into place between her legs, I took my cock in hand and brushed it against her slick lips.
"Rudy, please!" Sylphie begged, her hands running over my arms as she spread her legs eagerly.
After casting the diagnostic spell to tell me all of her body's secrets I pressed forward, my cock spreading her open as I slowly forged ahead, occasionally having to pull back a bit and start again. Sylphie was incredibly tight and hot around me, and her pussy clenched around my invading member. Sylphie buried her face against my chest and moaned quietly as I worked my way inside her. Finally, I felt myself bottom out and the girl beneath me squeezed me tightly, wrapping arms and legs around me as she kissed my chest and neck.
"How do you feel?" I asked her, to make sure I hadn't hurt her.
Sylphie looked up at me, tears in the corners of her eyes as she beamed a happy smile. "Good," she sighed. "Full."
Eris snorted softly from the side. "No kidding! You have a bulge."
"Shh!" Roxy shushed my redheaded wife.
Looking down between us, Sylphie giggled. "I do, don't I?"
"Ignore them," I shook my head, leaning down and kissing her lips again as I slowly pulled out of her, drawing a moan from Sylphie's lips.
But… Sylphie wanted her first time to be special and I had been practicing. A lot. Mostly using Elinalise as a test dummy for things I wasn't sure about using on others yet. The cock-addled, sperm-addicted elf hadn't complained yet. Or broke. Much. She recovered that time I made her catatonic, it's fine!
Breaking our kiss, I shifted my attack to Sylphie's ears. Her ear flicked away from me as she giggled, turning her head this way and that. "Noo~, they're sensitive!"
"I know. That's the point," I murmured, finally capturing her ear and giving it a nibble, before sucking the tip into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. At the same time, I focused on my cock. Using just a bit of water magic, I began to gather little beads of Sylphie's own lubricant. These, I spread out and hardened somewhat to a fleshy consistency, using them to get to all of Sylphie's little sensitive spots—every nook and cranny inside her, I explored. On my next stroke in and out, every one of those little bumps and ridges made themselves known.
"Ah-haaa~ nnn!" Sylphie immediately tensed around me, clenching and burying her face in my shoulder as she mewled, moaned, and whimpered as I settled in to thoroughly fuck her. "Too, nnf, too muuuch~!" she protested… even as her hips rose to meet my slow, rhythmic thrusting and she clung onto me desperately.
"Shh, it's not," I promised, playing with her ear as I brought my hand up to play with one of her nipples. Then, I gathered more of her lubricant and cupped her clit with it, before beginning to gently swirl around it—creating a suction and rubbing sensation.
"Ah! MMN~!" Sylphie shuddered as she came around me.
I slowed my thrusting to a gentle in and out and eased back on the magic I was using to give her a few moments to recover, all the while petting her head and kissing her ear. Eventually, when she calmed down and stopped coming her brains out, Sylphie giggled and turned her head this way and that trying to get away from my attention to her ear. So I pulled away… if only to attack the other one.
"Ahn~. Ruuudyyy, they're sensitive~!"
I chuckled and played with her ear more as she writhed beneath me, slowly increasing my pace as I once more began using magic to draw moans, squeaks, and begging pleas for more out of her. Watching Sylphie's face as we made love was immensely satisfying. She was just too cute. And she only got more adorable when she came. I may have gone a little overboard with tormenting her that way, given the puddle she left on the bed.
Eventually, I felt myself getting close. Once more leaning down to her ear, which she tried to rotate away and squirmed away from playfully, I asked, "Do you want to make a baby?"
"Yes!" Sylphie cried. "Put a baby in me Rudy~!"
Taking hold of her legs, I pulled them up and put her in a mating press, to Sylphie's wide-eyed look of surprise and then immediate sounds of pleasure. With a few more particularly deep and enthusiastic thrusts, I tried to do exactly that, as I filled Sylphie up. That was enough to set Sylphie off and she came with a wail she didn't bother to muffle this time, throwing her head back and nearly bucking me off of her as she milked my cock.
I took a moment to catch my breath and conjure some water to drink as Sylphie panted beneath me, sweaty and red all the way down to the tops of her perky little titties. She wore a happy little smile as she managed to focus her eyes on me. "I love you, Rudy," she murmured.
Leaning in, I kissed her lips. "I love you too, Sylphiette."
"Squee!"
"That was hot."
"I thought it was cute."
Carefully pulling myself out of Sylphie, I turned to my other two wives. Sylphie, I noticed, immediately put a hand over her lower belly and did something. I felt her channeling magic, but didn't know exactly what she was trying to do. Though, given the way she wasn't leaking at all, probably trying to keep all the baby batter in.
Roxy squeaked when I grabbed her up in my arms. Turning a look on Eris, I threatened, "You're next."
"I can wait five minutes," she leered at Roxy, who rolled her blue eyes. "In the meantime…"
"Eep!" Sylphie squeaked as Eris threw herself at the white haired girl.
"Gimme them ears! Gimme!"
"Nuu~! Rudy halp~!"
"Sorry wife, you're going to have to fight her off yourself," I chuckled, before turning my attention to Roxy. "Now, let's get you out of that dress…"
Roxy blushed under the scrutiny as I began to undress her. "Why, why am I blushing? You've seen me naked before…"
"Because it's different now, wife."
Roxy's bashfulness remained, but she darted forward and kissed my lips, our tongues dancing against each other as I undressed her, exposing her small breasts to the air. "I've waited so long for this," the woman whispered as I pulled her into my lap, shifting to line us up and descending on my cock with a quiet sigh of contentment. "Make love to me, husband."
Reaching up, I grabbed her firmly but gently by her blue hair, at the back of her head, and pulled her into a kiss as she began to grind herself back and forth on my cock at the pace she liked. Roxy was normally both a quick-shot and a 'one and done' kind of girl, unless I did all the work after. She was a glass cannon in the truest sense—just enough juice for one good attack and then she had to be carried off the battlefield. At least, in the bedroom. And that was just normal sex. She really was just that sensitive and easy to please naturally.
Me, wanting to go for overkill tonight, applied the same technique that I'd just used against Sylphie.
Roxy's eyes widened as she felt she change and she stopped immediately. "…Rudy?"
"Yes, wife?"
"…I'm scared."
I grabbed her by the hips, rubbing her gently as I squeezed them, making her flutter and clench around me. "Don't worry, if you break, I'll put you back together."
Biting her lip, Roxy asked, "You promise?"
"I promise."
With a look of trepidation, Roxy slowly rolled her hips, her eyes immediately going half-lidded. "Ooh," she breathed out a quiet moan.
Squeezing her hips tightly as I massaged them, I started up the little bead of her own fluids swirling on her clit, before lifting her almost all the way off my cock and starting to fuck her up and down me like a life-sized fuck doll. Roxy's eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a strangled moan as she came immediately, squirting around my cock as I had my way with her. I gathered it up and used it against her, creating a tendril of liquid that I gently pressed against the bud of her ass.
Roxy's eyes flew open and she stared at me, still in the throes of her orgasm, but knowing what was coming and shaking her head fearfully. I nodded and pressed it against her ass, covering the little tendril in bumps, ridges, and protrusions.
"Rudy, nooo~! Hnng!"
My poor Roxy collapsed forward onto my chest like a puppet with her strings cut. I rolled us over and took over, folding her legs up into her chest as I fucked away at her. Reaching down, I took both her hands in mine, lacing our fingers together.
Eventually, I filled her up just as I had Sylphie, leaving Roxy laying in a panting, sweaty mess, her blue hair having come out of the pretty braid she'd put it in for her ceremony and sticking to her face. Giving her a kiss, I left her there to recover and turned to where Eris was looking up from where she'd pinned Sylphie, who was squirming and giggling under the larger girl's attention.
Eris turned back and kissed Sylphie on the lips. "Go play with Roxy," she instructed, before moving towards me. "Rudeus! Husband!"
"Yes, wife?"
"Mm," Eris giggled. "Never gonna get tired of hearing that."
And then, the redhead attacked. Except, the attack I had been expecting turned into a gentle, slow, loving kiss as Eris's hands trailed over my body and my own sought out the buttons holding her dress in place. Eris gently slapped my hands away. "Leave it on," she demanded.
I pushed her down onto the bed, her fancy white dress spreading out around her as I did. Reaching under the dress as she spread her toned legs, I found she wasn't wearing panties. My redheaded wife grinned and wagged her eyebrows, before pulling me back into a kiss. Grabbing the top of her dress, I pulled it down, exposing her titties—already larger than Roxy's and looking well on their way to being the size of Hilda's, hopefully soon. The idea of thicc Eris appealed to me, a lot.
Eris's legs wrapped around me and pulled. Getting the idea, I hiked her skirt up and slid into her tight, hot folds. My second wife grunted at the feeling of being filled, staring up at me with a familiar lusty face. "Do that thing you did to Sylphie and Roxy. I wanna see what that's like!"
"Don't do it, Eris!" Sylphie warned. "It'll drive you crazy!"
"Hnn," Roxy mumbled, still a bit loopy and out of it.
"Even better!" the redhead grinned up at me. "Do it, husband."
So, once more, I found myself using the technique on one of my new wives. I gave Eris just a moment to wonder at what would happen next, before I shifted inside her, pushing deeper and pressing the head of my cock against her cervix.
"Ungh!" she grunted, reaching up and digging her nails into my back. "Oh yeah! That's the good stuff! Just like that, Rudeus! Slow and deep."
I gave it to her exactly how she wanted, withdrawing almost fully before filling her completely, putting a little circular motion on the end of my thrust and rubbing the head of my cock against her cervix, before repeating, making sure to drag my cock firmly along the top, slightly rougher part of her channel. All the while, little liquid bumps filled, teased, and gently scraped every nook and cranny inside her and a bead of her own arousal spun and sucked away at her clit.
Eris was a very vocal and active participant—her moans, gasps, and sighs filling the room along with the sounds of our hips coming together as she rose to meet my every thrust, rolling against me and squeezing down on me. We knew each other's bodies intimately by this point and she wasted no time attacking what she could reach, her lips, tongue, and teeth going for my neck and ears as I did the same to her, my hands squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples.
Eris came with a loud, "Ahn~! Rudeus~!", clinging onto me as she shook and ground herself harder against me.
I kissed her lips and Eris returned the kiss with frantic energy, her tongue exploring my mouth and fighting with my own as her competitive, combative nature came to the fore. As much as she enjoyed the slow lovemaking we had been doing, I knew where she wanted things to go.
Pulling away, I reached down and grabbed her wedding dress, just below her breasts. With a bit of touki, I jerked and tore the front of it wide open. Eris got a bit of a fighty look in her eyes as she fought back, struggling against me. Grabbing her hands as we fought, I turned to the side where Sylphie was slowly kissing and teasing Roxy back to consciousness. "Sylphie, do me a favor and spread Roxy's legs."
"Okay!" the girl chirped happily, doing just that. "What are you going to do?"
"Roxy, can you still use your tongue?" I asked instead.
"Maybe," she answered tiredly.
With that confirmation, I grabbed Eris by the hair and used it to pick her up—with nothing but my grip on her hair and my cock in her cunt holding her up. As impossible as that would seem normally, touki made it a fairly routine occurrence when we wanted to get a bit rough. Eris grabbed my arm and struggled, thrashing against me, but her legs were still wrapped around my waist and she was eagerly fucking herself back and forth on my cock.
I slapped her face and she glared up at me with defiant red eyes. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her off of me, spun her around, buried her face in Roxy's crotch, and slammed myself home in her cunt. Grabbing her by the hair, I shoved her face deeper into Roxy's pussy as I began to hammer away at her, smacking her ass every few thrusts. Eris rolled her hips back against me, her squeals muffled by Roxy wrapping her legs around Eris's head and trapping her there.
Looking to Sylphie, I asked, "Did you ever ride Ariel's face?"
Sylphie giggled, blushing and looking away. However, getting the hint, she straddled Roxy's head and lowered herself down carefully. Given the way she gasped, Roxy began working on her with her lips and tongue. According to Eris, Roxy wasn't as good at oral with a woman as, say Elinalise or Kishirika, but I thought neither of those was a fair comparison since one was a rape beast and the other an ancient immortal with more sexual experience than the combined population of most nations of the world.
Or maybe I was just biased and enjoyed watching Roxy's blue haired head eating out my redheaded wife—and now the white haired one as well.
Since Eris wanted to see what I had done to Roxy, I conjured a tentacle of her own arousal and pressed it into her ass. She bucked and squealed, clenching around me as I drove into her.
When she came, she didn't just squirt, she lost complete control of herself and pissed on the bed. Luckily, a little water magic removed it and sent it out the window. But I knew Eris, and I knew what she liked. A bit of water on the bed and I pulled her out of Roxy's crotch.
"Really, Eris? I thought we were past this phase. Well, good girls use the toilet, dogs just piss wherever, and they get their noses rubbed in it. So…"
I pulled her back and she shook her head. "N-n-no, no, no, no, Rudy! Not, not in front of the others~!"
I spanked her ass, earning a yelp from the beautiful redhead. "Eris, you know the rules. You piddled on the bed, you get to lick it up."
Of course, she did it intentionally sometimes, just for fun—because she liked being shamed like this. I'd awoken something within her when I first started disciplining her early on and it had only grown with time. This was the first time I'd actually done it in front of other people, however—ignoring the fact that Ruijerd's sensory organ let him see for miles and at any time, the man had a constant stream of porn in his head from seeing through walls. He'd never commented on it and we hadn't brought our private life up.
Roxy sat up with Sylphie's help and the pair watched on as Eris blushed from the roots of her hair all the way to her stomach… before extending her tongue and lapping at the puddle of water on the bed. Looking up to Roxy, I cast the telepathy spell.
Rudy: Humiliate her. Tell her she's disgusting.
Roxy's lips quirked into a smile, before she smoothed it away. "Disgusting."
Eris clenched around me, shivering as she looked up and met Roxy's disgusted, blue-eyed gaze.
Sylphie looked between Roxy and me in confusion before I sent her the same message. She blinked, her mouth falling into an 'o' as she nodded.
Sylphie: Ariel liked it when I called her names and insulted her. This is the same thing?
Rudy: Yeah.
Sylphie nodded once before turning her own frown on Eris. "Shameful."
"Hng~" Eris moaned, and I pushed her face into the puddle harder.
"I can't believe this is what I married."
"Roxy, is it too late to take it back?"
"Nn!"
"Rudy, you were supposed to train her better than this," Roxy sighed, sounding disappointed.
Sylphie hummed, before smiling. "Well, I guess that just means we get to help! She's our responsibility now too." Then, she gasped and clapped her hands. "I've never had a pet before! This is going to be so fun! We'll get you a pretty collar, and a leash, and take you out for walks—"
That was all Eris could stand as she groaned into the bed and came like a fountain again, her pussy pulling and squeezing at my cock setting me off as I buried myself in her and gave her a hot load of sperm. Sylphie immediately shot over and wrapped her arms around Eris, kissing my redheaded wife on her face and lips, and petting her hair.
"I was just playing," she assured Eris in a whisper against my second wife's ear. "I love you just how you are, Eris."
"Nn," Eris huffed out a breath before hugging Sylphie back. "I know, we play like this sometimes," she panted, collapsing forward and laying on top of Sylphie. "Best wedding night ever! Thank you, husband, wives."
Roxy gestured and muttered a few words and levitated the pair of hugging girls further up on the bed and I took a moment to clean the whole thing off and summon a cool breeze to freshen the room up. Then, I joined the girls as we got ourselves settled in for the night as kisses were exchanged and positions briefly fought for. Sylphie wound up against my chest, Roxy spooning Sylphie, and Eris spooned against my back.
As I drifted off, I heard Eris mutter, "Only way it could've been better was if we had Ghislaine join in. Maybe Tona too…"
I rolled my eyes and squeezed Eris's hand, before drifting off.