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He has been my eyes in the city and beyond for years watching Lyrah in particular, and it would seem that his watch has proven fruitful today.”\n\n“You’re sick,” Drenan spat.\n\n“I believe I warned you when she was born of such temptation,” he chided angrily. “I warned you and you didn’t listen, and now you’ll have to see your daughter be inducted into my special circle personally. This could’ve been avoided had you let your daughter be, but no.”\n\n“Explain!” the paladin growled angrily, fists clenched.\n\nKeldah smiled. “Since we know each other so well now, I’ll let you in on a little secret. My inner circle is something even Warchief Thrall was not privy to in his time. It is a special group of shamanesses I hand-picked for secret tasks, similar to Stormwind’s SI:7. It requires years of training and preparation for the shamanesses to be trained properly, and your daughter was to be at their head had she just allowed it. It is a shame you have tainted her as you have, for now I fear she may not even make it out of the ritual with her free will intact.”\n\nIf Drenan could get any angrier without striking, he certainly did. “But why Lyrah?”\n\n“Oh come now, Drenan. It’s for the exact same reason you have her right now. She’s a beauty beyond most of our race, and perhaps the most curvaceous taureness in all of Kalimdor. She would be a prize trophy among my order.”\n\nDrenan could hardly believe what he was hearing. “So this is who you are? You train girls from a young age to be your ‘personal assistants’?” Keldah hadn’t said it outright, but Drenan knew immediately what he was talking about. “And you wanted my daughter to be a part of them!? Lyrah’s smarter than that, for which I am thankful, and I’d die before she’d ever join your damned circle! I don’t want you near her ever again!”\n\n“But you don’t have much footing, Sir Lighthand. Since you are now privy to this special knowledge, I will make you a deal. You convince your daughter to join my circle -how isn’t important, force her if you must- and I won’t tell a soul about what Larug saw you two doing earlier. Does that seem fair?”\n\nDrenan was, at first, at a loss for words, but there was no decision on the matter in his mind. “Never. You’ll never touch my daughter again, you bastard,” the paladin hissed.\n\n“Ugh, so cliche,” the shaman sighed. “Is what I’m suggesting any different than what you’re already doing? I mean come now, you’re taking advantage of your own daughter. What’s so different if it were me? If anything, I probably have better rights considering she’s not my blood.”\n\n\tMuch to his own surprise, Drenan was wholly unfazed. “I love my daughter, and I’d die for her in an instant if the need arose. You don’t understand that kind of devotion. You have no children of your own, and if Lyrah ever wanted it to end I’d oblige in an instant.”\n\n\t“Oh don’t tell me that this is new,” the shaman chided. “Surely you’ve been mating with her for years now, no? I could see it in your eye from the start. You wanted her.”\n\n\tKeldah was no young bull, and before he knew it the paladin had rushed forward, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him off the ground several inches with one, powerful hand. “Don’t you dare. You know nothing of our lives, nor have I ever liked you or even wanted you to teach my daughter. Fuck you, and fuck your whole order for all I care. You disgust me, and I don’t care what you tell anyone. I will not relinquish my daughter for your sick desires!” Keldah was just about to throw a spell Drenan’s way when the paladin roared angrily, took a step backwards and followed the momentum with a vicious throw. The Farseer flew back through the tent’s opening and landed at the center of the semicircle of tents face down in the dirt.\n\n\tWhile the elder males had been conversing, Lyrah had tentatively decided to approach a circle of other shamanesses. The four of them were dressed in similar, moderate-level garb, and Lyrah had been well-acquainted with them for years. None of them looked her straight in the eye. “Hey, guys,” Lyrah added timidly. “What’s up?”\n\n\tThe young women finally looked at her with saddened eyes as the one on the far left spoke first. Her fur was snow white. “Is it true? What Larug is saying?”\n\n\tThe girl didn’t mince words if nothing else. Lyrah turned firm once again. “What did he say?”\n\n\tA tan-furred tauren second from the right spoke next. “He was talking pretty quickly. He said the Farseer told him to tell everyone that you and… um… your dad were… in an alley.”\n\n\t“We were in an alley, yes,” Lyrah cocked back quickly. “What of it?”\n\n\tThe first girl spoke again. “He said you two were… mating.”\n\n\tLyrah swallowed hard. “Maybe.”\n\n\tAll four girls seemed to blush, and without warning the dark-brown tauren on the far right blurted out, “What’s it like to mate like that?”\n\n* * * * * 32\n\n\tA light breeze could’ve blown Lyrah over. “W-what?”\n\n\tThe other three girls looked at the fourth with wide eyes, but she was unrelenting. “What was it like? Like, how did it feel? Was he gentle?”\n\n\tLyrah could barely find the words to explain, but she settled with. “Y-yeah. Well, kinda. He’s really sweet whether he’s soft or gentle.”\n\n\tHer hesitant openness seemed to relax the other girls, and before Lyrah knew it they were all curiously bombarding her with questions. She hadn’t imagined that she’d have anyone she could ever talk to about such a thing, but her peers seemed more open than critical. Lyrah was even beginning to feel more optimistic about the whole ordeal until a familiar orc, followed by a half dozen other shamans, approached the foursome. “The whore thinks she’s in the clear, hmm?” Larug grunted and scowled at the whole group of them.\n\n\tLyrah whirled around and glared at Larug. “You didn’t have to go and do that, asshole.”\n\n\tLarug merely laughed. “Farseer’s orders, sick bitch,” the orc spat. “You don’t belong to this order.”\n\n\tLyrah felt her blood boil, and before she could find words the air around her suddenly leapt to her fingertips, and with an angry roar she blasted Larug and his company off their feet and to the ground. “Shut up! You don’t know anything!” she roared angrily.\n\n\tThe trio of shamanesses behind her were quick to fall to her side, as were a number of other shamans who had been listening in. The six on the ground made their way to their feet, and in response the whole lot of them began casting spells of various elements. In moments spells were flying every which way, streaking the clearing with reds and whites, blues and browns, the entire order of shamans taking sides and joining the fray. Every so often one of them would be blown as high as the flight paths, but within seconds he or she was back in the fray with a vengeance. The spells were mostly nonlethal, though the occasional lightning bolt would give a shaman enough of a jolt that they’d fall and stay on the ground.\n\n\tThen, without warning, the Farseer came flying out of his tent and into the dirt, silencing all spells almost immediately. Drenan growled as he followed out of the tent, fists clenched. Lyrah quickly rushed to her father and flattened her back to his while several other shamans attempted to surround them. Drenan grabbed his daughter’s hand with one of his own and pointed toward the Farseer with the other. “This tauren has no place among you, shamans! He is deceitful, abusive, and filled with greed and corruption!” \n\nA series of murmurs traveled through the crowd, and it was Larug who was first to speak up. “You lie! We are faithful to the Farseer! He has trained us all!”\n\nDrenan shot a soul-stealing glare at the orc. “To follow someone unquestioningly is foolish, young one.”\n\nLarug cowered as another wave of murmurs passed through the crowd, at least until a new, powerful voice broke over the din. “The paladin is not wrong! All of you, stand down!” A wave of shamans parted to let perhaps the most powerful shaman known on Azeroth to step forward. Thrall cast his gaze back and forth between the pair and Keldah who had chosen to remain in the dirt. “I have never seen such war break out among the shamans. At least not of this magnitude. Your are Drenan Lighthand, are you not?”\n\nDrenan bowed his head reverently. “Yes, sir.”\n\n“Tell me, Sir Lighthand, what happened here? What has caused such chaos among us?”\n\n“Such would be best discussed in private, sir,” Drenan answered with concern. “In short, private matters were brought to light, and Farseer Keldah attempted to blackmail me for them.”\n\nThrall furrowed his brow and looked back at Keldah. “Somebody trustworthy, restrain him. I have words to exchange with these two,” he added with a nod toward father and daughter.\n\nDrenan and Lyrah were led into another nearby tent by Thrall himself as a few of the other shamans appropriately restrained Keldah. Drenan and Lyrah both helped explain what had transpired, what had truly happened, and were upfront and honest about what they had been doing. It would do no good to lie to the orc who had once been Warchief, they figured, and once all had been said Thrall sat back with a long, deep sigh.\n\nAs silence settled in the tent, Lyrah looked up at Thrall meekly. “Are… are we in trouble, sir?”\n\nThrall couldn’t hold back a small smile. “You know, years ago I may have felt the urgency for punishment. I am no longer Warchief of the Horde, and therefore this situation is in my hands to deal with privately. Perhaps I can confide in you two my own story?”\n\nBoth tauren exchanged concerned, but curious, glances before nodding at Thrall.\n\n“I did not know my own parents as a child. I grew up among strangers, and it wasn’t until I met Aggra that I knew what family was. But recently it has been as if time itself decided to allow me a second chance to know my family. I was able to meet both my father and mother for the first time, back on their home planet of Draenor, and it was as if I were meeting people I had loved before I even knew them. To love one’s family is natural, but seeing the beauty of my own mother after so long was… torturous. I wanted her more than I’ve ever mentioned to anyone, but I knew my place and have stayed my hand. This is a concern that neither of you have, and you have both found love in each other that I can see is genuine. To tear that love apart would be more cruel than just.” Both tauren sighed in relief as Lyrah leaned in to hug her father’s waist, but Thrall was not finished. “I will see to it personally that the both of you will have protection among the Earthen Ring. Your secret will be forbidden to be told outside the shamanic circle, and I plan on dealing with Keldah as harshly as possible. He will be stripped of his title, and I will take every action necessary to find his little ‘inner circle’ and release them from their bonds. I have nothing but thanks to express to the both of you.”\n\n“And you have ours, sir Thrall,” returned Drenan with another bow of his head.\n\nThe orc smiled and reached out to shake Drenan’s hand, then Lyrah’s, before he rose and exited the tent. By the time Drenan and Lyrah had the courage to leave the tent themselves Thrall and Keldah were gone as were most of the shamans. With little more reason to stay, the both of them clutched each others’ hands as they darted through the streets and back out Orgrimmar’s northern gate.\n\n* * * * * 33\n\n\tThe sun was slowly beginning to sink toward the horizon as the pair left the city, and truly they did not stop running. Adrenaline fueled them both, and neither felt the urge to do anything other than run. They had just escaped a dangerous position. Their lives were at risk, but, thanks to the interference of an accepting soul, they survived. Any inkling to be in Orgrimmar was long gone, but they still had the rest of Azeroth before them. They hardly felt ostracized, rather, they were freer than ever.\n\n\tIt was nearly dark by the time they’d reached home once more, and neither one of them broke stride until they were past the front door with it locked shut behind them. Both tauren flattened their backs against the wood door and breathed heavily as the adrenaline coursed through them. Both of their faces were heavily flushed from the rush, and the pure energy from their flight had Drenan’s manhood straining against his shorts, not to mention Lyrah’s thighs were thoroughly soaked beyond her chain thong. They stood there for many long moments as they let what had happened sink in, and after a long silence both father and daughter turned to look at one another wide-eyed.\n\n\tLyrah was the first to speak. “By the Earthmother… what just happened?”\n\n\tIt took Drenan a moment to register and respond. “We… we just avoided a very… very serious situation. We are fortunate that Keldah was… corrupt.”\n\n\t“He…” she trailed off, unable to finish the horrific thought. She’d known him since she was a child, but being so young she didn’t understand the signs until now. “I almost don’t believe it.”\n\n\tDrenan reached out and placed a tender hand on her shoulder. “You won’t have to… worry about him anymore. You’re safe, sweetheart,” he assured her and cracked a slight smile.\n\n\tLyrah attempted to return the small smile, but the adrenaline rush caused her to burst into a wide grin instead. “I know, dad. But seriously, we just stopped something really bad and made it. Isn’t that awesome?”\n\n\tThe paladin continued to pant softly as his own smiled widened. “I suppose we did. I was scared to death back there for you… but we made it.”\n\n\t“Thrall himself has our back, dad. Things can’t get any better than that,” she added and let out a sort of manic giggle. It was clear she had a lot of energy she still hadn’t spent yet.\n\n\tThe thought comforted Drenan, and the longer it sank in the wider his own grin got. “We’re free. Free to live as we wish….”\n\n\tThe energetic Lyrah nodded rapidly and darted upward to peck her father on the cheek. “However we want… daddy,” she added a bit more softly.\n\n\tDrenan’s own adrenaline had not yet abated, and his daughter’s words merely helped to fuel him in kind. He leaned in as if to return the peck, but suddenly his arms shot out, wrapped her in a bear hug and pressed his lips hungrily against her own. Lyrah reciprocated without skipping a beat, and within moments the frenzied tauren were clinging to one another and pulling lustfully at each other’s clothes. There was nothing holding them back any longer, and the overpowering energy needed to be used up.\n\n\tLyrah clung to her father for dear life, and with a soft hop she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. The small gesture was enough to spur Drenan into striding toward the living room cushions, and with eager care he plopped her onto the largest cushion. Lyrah let go with a giggle and vigorously worked to pull her shamanic drape off as her father did the same with his clothes. Despite how lightly she was dressed, Drenan finished first and took a brief, yet important moment to grab his vial of potion on a nearby table and down an unmeasured swig. Satisfied with the amount, he slammed the vial back on the table and looked back to his now-nude daughter. She spread her legs wide with her hooves aloft, and with a coy grin she curled a finger upward to beckon him closer. Drenan was likewise nude himself, and he’d hardly even needed to look at her to maintain his erection with sheer adrenaline.\n\n\tDrenan grinned down at his daughter as he lunged for her. He crashed down softly atop her and rained a series of tender kisses upon her cheeks, neck, and lips. Her own muzzle worked furiously to match his, and again her bare legs wrapped around her father’s waist with her fingertips digging into his furred back. His erection laid flat against the lower part of her soft belly and trailed a thin line of his precum while her soaked thighs and womanhood likewise drenched whatever portion of his shaft, balls, and thighs they made contact with. They poured their energy into each other as they kissed and groped one another however they could, and in a sudden burst of vigor Lyrah threw her weight to one side. The change caught Drenan off guard, and before he knew it they’d rolled onto a second cushion with Drenan now on his back.\n\n\tLyrah continued to grin coyly down at her father as she leaned back to press her hands down on his bare chest. Her legs were spread wide to allow his erect manhood to stand firm between her thighs, and with measured care she leaned further and further over him, pressing her breasts together with her upper arms and hovering them tantalizingly over her father’s head. “You want these, don’t you daddy?”\n\n\tDrenan had been somewhat dazed by his daughter’s sudden decision to take charge, and all he could do was nod as his hungry eyes locked onto her considerable chest.\n\n\tThe young woman moaned softly as she ground her hips forward to pin his shaft between her and his abdomen. “They’re all yours, you know,” she cooed and leaned over a bit more. The paladin’s tongue flicked up toward her left nipple to provoke a soft squeak which melted into another moan.\n\n\t“I… love you, sweetheart,” he cooed back and reached up to wrap his hands over her shoulders. “You have… a well-earned ride coming.”\n\n\tShe lifted her rump high into the air at his words to allow his considerable length to spring upward beneath her. “Please… I love you too, daddy… I want you…” She began to lower herself slowly until her dripping quim made contact with just the tip of his length.\n\n\tThe soft touch caused Drenan to inhale sharply. “I want you too, sweetheart… my little girl…” A gentle squeeze of her shoulders coaxed her to slide downward a bit further, and a soft gasp from Lyrah interrupted her moans as his manhood gently penetrated her.\n\n\tShe bit her lip as she looked to her father. “I… need more… too… slow…” she gasped between pants. The pair were still a rather new couple, and Lyrah had only lost her virginity the day before, but right then and there she seemed to feel right at home in that position. She’d read a great deal of scrolls regarding sex since she’d left home, and the position was hardly new to her from the drawings. Her desire for her father, coupled with the adrenaline rush, was more than enough for her to suddenly bring her full weight downward. A loud, husky moan burst forth from within her as her rump slammed down upon her father’s waistline, that single thrust burying his entire length deep inside her wanting womanhood.\n\n* * * * * 34\n\n\tThe young woman’s eyes immediately went wide, and she had to clap a hand over her muzzle to hold back a sharp squeak of pain. As wet as she was, such deep penetration had stretched her more than her body was prepared for, and as a result she doubled over on top of her father trying desperately to hold back pained whimpers.\n\n\tFortunately for Drenan, her sudden descent had been well-aimed and had hardly strained his manhood, but he was immediately aware of his daughter’s pain. His arms went up to catch her as she doubled over and pull her chest to his as she buried her muzzle against his neck. “Oh, oh no,” he whispered and carefully shifted his body beneath her to withdraw himself. His manhood softly sprung and bobbed back and forth as it left her, followed by another soft squeak from Lyrah. “Shhhh, shhhh, it’s okay sweetheart, just relax. Just relax,” he cooed into her ear and began to stroke her mane with great concern. As a romantic at heart, Drenan had seldom let his passion overcome him, but in the times he had when her mother had been alive, he vividly remembered the occasional accident where either him or his wife had approached one another with lust, and in turn one or both of them walked away satisfied, but pained. Lyrah was still so very young, and to burden her with pain was the last thing Drenan wanted.\n\n\t“Mmmmph,” she groaned into his shoulder. She was breathing quickly and seemed to try and close her legs, but after a minute or two she was able to calm herself and dislodge her muzzle from his shoulder to look at him. “Sorry… I…”\n\n\t“Shhh, it’s okay sweetheart,” he offered with a smile and ran his hand through her mane yet again. “I’m okay, but that sounded like it hurt.”\n\n\tShe nodded quietly at him and wiped her watery eyes with a sniff.\n\n\tDrenan let his smile fade and looked at her with even deeper concern. “I’m really sorry sweetie. I should’ve had more restraint myself. Can I take a look?”\n\n\tLyrah bit her lip again and nodded softly. As a comforting father should, Drenan tenderly brought her into his arms and stood. His toned arms supported her without strain as he laid her softly down onto the large cushion. Her thick thighs were squeezed together before him as he knelt down on the floor and placed his hands softly upon her hooves. Gentle fingers slipped down along the inside of her calves to carefully spread her legs, and despite an initial wince Lyrah seemed to relax as his fingers advanced to her plump thighs to reveal her nethers to him.\n\n\tDrenan took a long look at her nethers, but he couldn’t see any outward injury or anything out of the ordinary. Her outer lips were swollen from arousal, but even what little he could see past them seemed normal. “Everything looks fine, sweetheart…”\n\n\t“S-sore,” she echoed quietly and clamped her hands onto her own breasts to keep them from trying to resist.\n\n\t“Hmm,” he echoed softly, and with curiosity he slipped one of his thick fingers over her swollen lips.\n\n\tLyrah let out a soft gasp, but this one was far less pained-sounding. “That felt good,” she told him as her azure eyes focused back upon him.\n\n\t“Yeah?” he asked her and began to softly rub her swollen lips. Lyrah moaned yet again and lolled her head back softly. Her breathing sped up slightly, but the longer he rubbed the less pain she seemed to be in. “Maybe if I…” he murmured softly, and for a brief moment she lifted her head back up to watch him place both hands on her thighs and tenderly nuzzle his muzzle between them.\n\n\t“What are you…” she started to ask, but her words were cut short as she felt his wide tongue slide from the top of her slit down to the bottom of in a single, slow stroke.\n\n\tThe elder tauren brought his tongue back and looked up at his daughter as he absorbed the sweet, yet tangy, taste of her nectar. She looked back at him with softened eyes and simply nodded to him, and without another word his tongue flicked out again and began to softly explore and caress her waiting petals. Up and down and back and forth he explored her, from slipping his tongue more deeply into her slit to flicking it back and forth over her clit, Drenan thoroughly ensured that every little wisp of her pillowy quim had been touched by his tongue.\n\n\tLyrah tried to watch as much as she could, but her father’s tongue brought her far more pleasure than she had anticipated. A steady stream of moans escaped her as her hands flailed for holds. Her deft fingers found delicious holds on her own nipples and began to gently pinch and tweak her aroused flesh, but whenever his tongue would dive further into her she found herself flailing for a more proper handhold. Her grasp on the leathery cushion was meager, and in desperation she reached out and took hold of something much firmer. Although he only had one, Drenan’s horn was a prime handhold for her, and while her open hand went back to her nipple she found that every time she’d pull on her father, his muzzle would press right up against her clit as he ravished her petals. “Daddy…” she moaned happily and pulled firmly on his horn.\n\n\tDrenan happily followed and strengthened his grip on her thighs. Her unique flavor was as delicious to him as honeyed milk, and the more he licked the more nectar she seemed to give him. He soon realized that his entire muzzle was soaked with her nectar along with her thighs, but he was relentless in his efforts as his hands slid down to grasp her plump rump and squeeze just as much. His erection stood firm between his legs and hovered parallel to the floor as his efforts continued, but the stream of precum that had appeared and began to trickle down his shaft betrayed his lustful desires. He loved everything about Lyrah and her taste, but as soaked as she was he was certain she would be able to handle him again. He let out a muffled groan against her soft flesh before he pulled his muzzle away and looked up to her. “How do you feel, sweetheart?”\n\n* * * * * 35\n\n\tLyrah gasped and looked down at him in a haze. Her entire form felt somewhat numb from the pleasure that coursed through her, and any pain she’d had many minutes prior had left her. She couldn’t help but moan happily in her post-climactic haze, and it wasn’t for a good minute or two before she could answer him. “Whoa…”\n\n\tDrenan had steadily approached as she worked toward her answer until his hands and arms were pressed against her sides, and his waist was softly lodged between her thighs. He leaned over to lightly kiss her soft belly and smile. “I was concerned I would be more rusty. I suppose the concern was misplaced, hmm?”\n\n\tThe shamaness launched her upper body forward, jerked his muzzle up with one hand, and pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. If Drenan’s erection had begun to wane from inactivity, the kiss had most certainly revitalized it. The paladin’s powerful arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her even closer as he brought himself back to his hooves rather than his knees, and soon enough his erection had come back into her line of sight to lay softly upon Lyrah’s belly. As the kiss waned she pulled away and beamed at her father. “I… I think that’s the most powerful one yet.\n\n\tThe elder male nodded. “You’re so adorable when you finish, you know that?” he teased and gently leaned forward to push his manhood more firmly against her belly and slide it back and forth. The sensation shot small waves of pleasure through him, and the more he loved his daughter the more he found a fondness for the softness of her belly.\n\n\tLyrah’s cheeks flushed deeply as she echoed a gentle giggle. “So? So are you.” Her legs lifted up to wrap around his waist in kind, though rather than submit to him in that position she tightened her thighs against him and jerked him to one side.\n\n\tYet again, Drenan found himself on his back beneath his daughter. “Pssh, someone like me can’t be ‘adorable’. Maybe handsome or something,” he cocked back with a returned smile.\n\n\tLyrah scoffed as her smile turned coy. He found herself sitting atop his flattened manhood once again, but this time she was far wetter and had already soaked his length after a few back-and-forth grinds. “Oh yes you can, daddy.”\n\n\tHe cocked an amused eyebrow. “Someone’s getting awful big for her britches,” he teased, though his words were punctuated by an intense groan as she reached down to grasp his shaft with one hand.\n\n\tLyrah began to stroke his slicked shaft softly with a playful smile. “I guess so, daddy. Pants are overrated anyway.” Her three-fingered hand worked somewhat unsteadily along his length, but as slick as it was she found very few hang-ups. Two fingers came to his tip to softly and curiously squeeze it, though she was careful to ease up whenever his groan sounded as if it were about to shift into a hiss of pain.\n\n\tDrenan silently admired his daughter’s skill, though his eyes constantly flitted between her hands and her gloriously curvaceous body. Both of his own hands reached up to squeeze and knead her soft breasts, which in turn brought another moan from her. “So it would seem. You look better without them, I must say.”\n\n\tHer cheeks flushed as a shy smile spread across her face. If someone had told her weeks ago that she’d ever have been in such a position, she wouldn’t have believed them. Despite her wonder at the circumstances, Lyrah felt no qualms with embracing them. She loved her father, and he loved her. That was all she needed to know. Satisfied with his state, the shamaness lifted herself up into the air just enough to stand his length upright, but rather than fully take him this time she was cautious to press just his tip against her folds before steadily letting gravity take her downward. The initial push brought a sharp gasp from her lips, though the gasp melted easily into a moan as she slid further downward. Inch after thick inch easily slipped out of sight and into Lyrah, and before she knew it she was once again straddling her father’s muscular hips. “Mmm… daddy…”\n\n\tThe paladin almost always found himself surprised at how he reacted when she called him that, and, coupled with the sudden tightness around his manhood, Drenan couldn’t help but reach one hand up to her neck to pull her down and into a powerfully deep kiss. His open hand slipped from her breast down to her bare rump, and without reservation he began to guide her hips upward and downward until she’d found a rhythm of her own. The couple moaned into each others’ lips as they made love, and the more they kissed, the more their bodies seemed to synch up to one another. Before long Drenan’s hips were rising off the bed to meet her downward thrusts, and the powerful contact brought forth even deeper moans and groans from them. Within minutes Lyrah had slicked their connection with her nectar and had drenched her father’s thighs and balls to add an extra little squish to their combined thrusting, and it was that squish that seemed to grow faster and faster as they clung to one another. “By the Light… I love you Lyrah…” was all he could eke out as he felt her take his length for the umpteenth time, and once again he felt that familiar pressure return at the base of his shaft.\n\n\t“Daddy… love you… too…” she moaned between kisses. Her hefty breasts swayed between the pair steadily before she lowered herself against him even further. Flesh met hot flesh as her muzzle dropped to his neck and lodged itself there. She needed the support as she felt her own pleasure begin to well up for the second time. It might have even been the third for all she knew. The entire ordeal had been nothing but delightful, and among the desire that spurred her thrusting she could easily have lost a climax in there somewhere. Either way, she had no intentions of stopping until she was certain her father was satisfied, and she knew exactly when that would be. Her stretched quim gripped him firmly as her next climax racked her body with delight, and in turn she clung to her powerful father’s form as she quivered in ecstasy against him.\n\n\tThe extra tightness was just enough to put Drenan over the edge. His hips bucked up against her quivering form, and before he could even warn her both of his hands went to her rump, squeezed her plump flesh tightly, and pulled her firmly down onto his manhood as it erupted with several, hot bursts of his seed. Lyrah’s womanhood took every drop it could until it began to spill from their tightened connection, and within the span of a few moments Drenan’s balls had been drained. Both tauren collapsed together in a loving heap, kissing and clinging to each other as the remnant seed trickled down his shaft and coated both of their legs.\n\n\tAs their passionate haze slowly began to fade into exhaustion, Drenan and Lyrah looked at each other weakly through the post-climactic haze. Both wanted to speak, but neither had the consciousness to find the words. They only needed to squeeze each other to convey their devotion, and that was enough to satisfy them as they drifted off into a contented siesta.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"* * * * * 31
The Farseer remained seated. “Because I was not there. Your daughter has been a promising pupil over the years, but she has been less than obedient at certain times. There are certain ceremonies she was requested to partake in during her training, and she refused them without much thought.”
Drenan glowered. “Yet she still trained. I take it these ceremonies weren’t mandatory?”
“No, they weren’t, but they would have surely accelerated her training greatly.”
The paladin forced himself not to step forward to intimidate the elder. “And what would these ‘ceremonies’ have entailed?” he asked, clearly disbelieving.
Keldah’s own expression turned sour. “Why, exactly what you and her were just doing, of course.” It took even more willpower to keep Drenan from flinching as the shaman continued. “Larug is skilled in one thing and one thing only: being in places he shouldn’t. He has been my eyes in the city and beyond for years watching Lyrah in particular, and it would seem that his watch has proven fruitful today.”
“You’re sick,” Drenan spat.
“I believe I warned you when she was born of such temptation,” he chided angrily. “I warned you and you didn’t listen, and now you’ll have to see your daughter be inducted into my special circle personally. This could’ve been avoided had you let your daughter be, but no.”
“Explain!” the paladin growled angrily, fists clenched.
Keldah smiled. “Since we know each other so well now, I’ll let you in on a little secret. My inner circle is something even Warchief Thrall was not privy to in his time. It is a special group of shamanesses I hand-picked for secret tasks, similar to Stormwind’s SI:7. It requires years of training and preparation for the shamanesses to be trained properly, and your daughter was to be at their head had she just allowed it. It is a shame you have tainted her as you have, for now I fear she may not even make it out of the ritual with her free will intact.”
If Drenan could get any angrier without striking, he certainly did. “But why Lyrah?”
“Oh come now, Drenan. It’s for the exact same reason you have her right now. She’s a beauty beyond most of our race, and perhaps the most curvaceous taureness in all of Kalimdor. She would be a prize trophy among my order.”
Drenan could hardly believe what he was hearing. “So this is who you are? You train girls from a young age to be your ‘personal assistants’?” Keldah hadn’t said it outright, but Drenan knew immediately what he was talking about. “And you wanted my daughter to be a part of them!? Lyrah’s smarter than that, for which I am thankful, and I’d die before she’d ever join your damned circle! I don’t want you near her ever again!”
“But you don’t have much footing, Sir Lighthand. Since you are now privy to this special knowledge, I will make you a deal. You convince your daughter to join my circle -how isn’t important, force her if you must- and I won’t tell a soul about what Larug saw you two doing earlier. Does that seem fair?”
Drenan was, at first, at a loss for words, but there was no decision on the matter in his mind. “Never. You’ll never touch my daughter again, you bastard,” the paladin hissed.
“Ugh, so cliche,” the shaman sighed. “Is what I’m suggesting any different than what you’re already doing? I mean come now, you’re taking advantage of your own daughter. What’s so different if it were me? If anything, I probably have better rights considering she’s not my blood.”
\tMuch to his own surprise, Drenan was wholly unfazed. “I love my daughter, and I’d die for her in an instant if the need arose. You don’t understand that kind of devotion. You have no children of your own, and if Lyrah ever wanted it to end I’d oblige in an instant.”
\t“Oh don’t tell me that this is new,” the shaman chided. “Surely you’ve been mating with her for years now, no? I could see it in your eye from the start. You wanted her.”
\tKeldah was no young bull, and before he knew it the paladin had rushed forward, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him off the ground several inches with one, powerful hand. “Don’t you dare. You know nothing of our lives, nor have I ever liked you or even wanted you to teach my daughter. Fuck you, and fuck your whole order for all I care. You disgust me, and I don’t care what you tell anyone. I will not relinquish my daughter for your sick desires!” Keldah was just about to throw a spell Drenan’s way when the paladin roared angrily, took a step backwards and followed the momentum with a vicious throw. The Farseer flew back through the tent’s opening and landed at the center of the semicircle of tents face down in the dirt.
\tWhile the elder males had been conversing, Lyrah had tentatively decided to approach a circle of other shamanesses. The four of them were dressed in similar, moderate-level garb, and Lyrah had been well-acquainted with them for years. None of them looked her straight in the eye. “Hey, guys,” Lyrah added timidly. “What’s up?”
\tThe young women finally looked at her with saddened eyes as the one on the far left spoke first. Her fur was snow white. “Is it true? What Larug is saying?”
\tThe girl didn’t mince words if nothing else. Lyrah turned firm once again. “What did he say?”
\tA tan-furred tauren second from the right spoke next. “He was talking pretty quickly. He said the Farseer told him to tell everyone that you and… um… your dad were… in an alley.”
\t“We were in an alley, yes,” Lyrah cocked back quickly. “What of it?”
\tThe first girl spoke again. “He said you two were… mating.”
\tLyrah swallowed hard. “Maybe.”
\tAll four girls seemed to blush, and without warning the dark-brown tauren on the far right blurted out, “What’s it like to mate like that?”
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\tA light breeze could’ve blown Lyrah over. “W-what?”
\tThe other three girls looked at the fourth with wide eyes, but she was unrelenting. “What was it like? Like, how did it feel? Was he gentle?”
\tLyrah could barely find the words to explain, but she settled with. “Y-yeah. Well, kinda. He’s really sweet whether he’s soft or gentle.”
\tHer hesitant openness seemed to relax the other girls, and before Lyrah knew it they were all curiously bombarding her with questions. She hadn’t imagined that she’d have anyone she could ever talk to about such a thing, but her peers seemed more open than critical. Lyrah was even beginning to feel more optimistic about the whole ordeal until a familiar orc, followed by a half dozen other shamans, approached the foursome. “The whore thinks she’s in the clear, hmm?” Larug grunted and scowled at the whole group of them.
\tLyrah whirled around and glared at Larug. “You didn’t have to go and do that, asshole.”
\tLarug merely laughed. “Farseer’s orders, sick bitch,” the orc spat. “You don’t belong to this order.”
\tLyrah felt her blood boil, and before she could find words the air around her suddenly leapt to her fingertips, and with an angry roar she blasted Larug and his company off their feet and to the ground. “Shut up! You don’t know anything!” she roared angrily.
\tThe trio of shamanesses behind her were quick to fall to her side, as were a number of other shamans who had been listening in. The six on the ground made their way to their feet, and in response the whole lot of them began casting spells of various elements. In moments spells were flying every which way, streaking the clearing with reds and whites, blues and browns, the entire order of shamans taking sides and joining the fray. Every so often one of them would be blown as high as the flight paths, but within seconds he or she was back in the fray with a vengeance. The spells were mostly nonlethal, though the occasional lightning bolt would give a shaman enough of a jolt that they’d fall and stay on the ground.
\tThen, without warning, the Farseer came flying out of his tent and into the dirt, silencing all spells almost immediately. Drenan growled as he followed out of the tent, fists clenched. Lyrah quickly rushed to her father and flattened her back to his while several other shamans attempted to surround them. Drenan grabbed his daughter’s hand with one of his own and pointed toward the Farseer with the other. “This tauren has no place among you, shamans! He is deceitful, abusive, and filled with greed and corruption!”
A series of murmurs traveled through the crowd, and it was Larug who was first to speak up. “You lie! We are faithful to the Farseer! He has trained us all!”
Drenan shot a soul-stealing glare at the orc. “To follow someone unquestioningly is foolish, young one.”
Larug cowered as another wave of murmurs passed through the crowd, at least until a new, powerful voice broke over the din. “The paladin is not wrong! All of you, stand down!” A wave of shamans parted to let perhaps the most powerful shaman known on Azeroth to step forward. Thrall cast his gaze back and forth between the pair and Keldah who had chosen to remain in the dirt. “I have never seen such war break out among the shamans. At least not of this magnitude. Your are Drenan Lighthand, are you not?”
Drenan bowed his head reverently. “Yes, sir.”
“Tell me, Sir Lighthand, what happened here? What has caused such chaos among us?”
“Such would be best discussed in private, sir,” Drenan answered with concern. “In short, private matters were brought to light, and Farseer Keldah attempted to blackmail me for them.”
Thrall furrowed his brow and looked back at Keldah. “Somebody trustworthy, restrain him. I have words to exchange with these two,” he added with a nod toward father and daughter.
Drenan and Lyrah were led into another nearby tent by Thrall himself as a few of the other shamans appropriately restrained Keldah. Drenan and Lyrah both helped explain what had transpired, what had truly happened, and were upfront and honest about what they had been doing. It would do no good to lie to the orc who had once been Warchief, they figured, and once all had been said Thrall sat back with a long, deep sigh.
As silence settled in the tent, Lyrah looked up at Thrall meekly. “Are… are we in trouble, sir?”
Thrall couldn’t hold back a small smile. “You know, years ago I may have felt the urgency for punishment. I am no longer Warchief of the Horde, and therefore this situation is in my hands to deal with privately. Perhaps I can confide in you two my own story?”
Both tauren exchanged concerned, but curious, glances before nodding at Thrall.
“I did not know my own parents as a child. I grew up among strangers, and it wasn’t until I met Aggra that I knew what family was. But recently it has been as if time itself decided to allow me a second chance to know my family. I was able to meet both my father and mother for the first time, back on their home planet of Draenor, and it was as if I were meeting people I had loved before I even knew them. To love one’s family is natural, but seeing the beauty of my own mother after so long was… torturous. I wanted her more than I’ve ever mentioned to anyone, but I knew my place and have stayed my hand. This is a concern that neither of you have, and you have both found love in each other that I can see is genuine. To tear that love apart would be more cruel than just.” Both tauren sighed in relief as Lyrah leaned in to hug her father’s waist, but Thrall was not finished. “I will see to it personally that the both of you will have protection among the Earthen Ring. Your secret will be forbidden to be told outside the shamanic circle, and I plan on dealing with Keldah as harshly as possible. He will be stripped of his title, and I will take every action necessary to find his little ‘inner circle’ and release them from their bonds. I have nothing but thanks to express to the both of you.”
“And you have ours, sir Thrall,” returned Drenan with another bow of his head.
The orc smiled and reached out to shake Drenan’s hand, then Lyrah’s, before he rose and exited the tent. By the time Drenan and Lyrah had the courage to leave the tent themselves Thrall and Keldah were gone as were most of the shamans. With little more reason to stay, the both of them clutched each others’ hands as they darted through the streets and back out Orgrimmar’s northern gate.
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\tThe sun was slowly beginning to sink toward the horizon as the pair left the city, and truly they did not stop running. Adrenaline fueled them both, and neither felt the urge to do anything other than run. They had just escaped a dangerous position. Their lives were at risk, but, thanks to the interference of an accepting soul, they survived. Any inkling to be in Orgrimmar was long gone, but they still had the rest of Azeroth before them. They hardly felt ostracized, rather, they were freer than ever.
\tIt was nearly dark by the time they’d reached home once more, and neither one of them broke stride until they were past the front door with it locked shut behind them. Both tauren flattened their backs against the wood door and breathed heavily as the adrenaline coursed through them. Both of their faces were heavily flushed from the rush, and the pure energy from their flight had Drenan’s manhood straining against his shorts, not to mention Lyrah’s thighs were thoroughly soaked beyond her chain thong. They stood there for many long moments as they let what had happened sink in, and after a long silence both father and daughter turned to look at one another wide-eyed.
\tLyrah was the first to speak. “By the Earthmother… what just happened?”
\tIt took Drenan a moment to register and respond. “We… we just avoided a very… very serious situation. We are fortunate that Keldah was… corrupt.”
\t“He…” she trailed off, unable to finish the horrific thought. She’d known him since she was a child, but being so young she didn’t understand the signs until now. “I almost don’t believe it.”
\tDrenan reached out and placed a tender hand on her shoulder. “You won’t have to… worry about him anymore. You’re safe, sweetheart,” he assured her and cracked a slight smile.
\tLyrah attempted to return the small smile, but the adrenaline rush caused her to burst into a wide grin instead. “I know, dad. But seriously, we just stopped something really bad and made it. Isn’t that awesome?”
\tThe paladin continued to pant softly as his own smiled widened. “I suppose we did. I was scared to death back there for you… but we made it.”
\t“Thrall himself has our back, dad. Things can’t get any better than that,” she added and let out a sort of manic giggle. It was clear she had a lot of energy she still hadn’t spent yet.
\tThe thought comforted Drenan, and the longer it sank in the wider his own grin got. “We’re free. Free to live as we wish….”
\tThe energetic Lyrah nodded rapidly and darted upward to peck her father on the cheek. “However we want… daddy,” she added a bit more softly.
\tDrenan’s own adrenaline had not yet abated, and his daughter’s words merely helped to fuel him in kind. He leaned in as if to return the peck, but suddenly his arms shot out, wrapped her in a bear hug and pressed his lips hungrily against her own. Lyrah reciprocated without skipping a beat, and within moments the frenzied tauren were clinging to one another and pulling lustfully at each other’s clothes. There was nothing holding them back any longer, and the overpowering energy needed to be used up.
\tLyrah clung to her father for dear life, and with a soft hop she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. The small gesture was enough to spur Drenan into striding toward the living room cushions, and with eager care he plopped her onto the largest cushion. Lyrah let go with a giggle and vigorously worked to pull her shamanic drape off as her father did the same with his clothes. Despite how lightly she was dressed, Drenan finished first and took a brief, yet important moment to grab his vial of potion on a nearby table and down an unmeasured swig. Satisfied with the amount, he slammed the vial back on the table and looked back to his now-nude daughter. She spread her legs wide with her hooves aloft, and with a coy grin she curled a finger upward to beckon him closer. Drenan was likewise nude himself, and he’d hardly even needed to look at her to maintain his erection with sheer adrenaline.
\tDrenan grinned down at his daughter as he lunged for her. He crashed down softly atop her and rained a series of tender kisses upon her cheeks, neck, and lips. Her own muzzle worked furiously to match his, and again her bare legs wrapped around her father’s waist with her fingertips digging into his furred back. His erection laid flat against the lower part of her soft belly and trailed a thin line of his precum while her soaked thighs and womanhood likewise drenched whatever portion of his shaft, balls, and thighs they made contact with. They poured their energy into each other as they kissed and groped one another however they could, and in a sudden burst of vigor Lyrah threw her weight to one side. The change caught Drenan off guard, and before he knew it they’d rolled onto a second cushion with Drenan now on his back.
\tLyrah continued to grin coyly down at her father as she leaned back to press her hands down on his bare chest. Her legs were spread wide to allow his erect manhood to stand firm between her thighs, and with measured care she leaned further and further over him, pressing her breasts together with her upper arms and hovering them tantalizingly over her father’s head. “You want these, don’t you daddy?”
\tDrenan had been somewhat dazed by his daughter’s sudden decision to take charge, and all he could do was nod as his hungry eyes locked onto her considerable chest.
\tThe young woman moaned softly as she ground her hips forward to pin his shaft between her and his abdomen. “They’re all yours, you know,” she cooed and leaned over a bit more. The paladin’s tongue flicked up toward her left nipple to provoke a soft squeak which melted into another moan.
\t“I… love you, sweetheart,” he cooed back and reached up to wrap his hands over her shoulders. “You have… a well-earned ride coming.”
\tShe lifted her rump high into the air at his words to allow his considerable length to spring upward beneath her. “Please… I love you too, daddy… I want you…” She began to lower herself slowly until her dripping quim made contact with just the tip of his length.
\tThe soft touch caused Drenan to inhale sharply. “I want you too, sweetheart… my little girl…” A gentle squeeze of her shoulders coaxed her to slide downward a bit further, and a soft gasp from Lyrah interrupted her moans as his manhood gently penetrated her.
\tShe bit her lip as she looked to her father. “I… need more… too… slow…” she gasped between pants. The pair were still a rather new couple, and Lyrah had only lost her virginity the day before, but right then and there she seemed to feel right at home in that position. She’d read a great deal of scrolls regarding sex since she’d left home, and the position was hardly new to her from the drawings. Her desire for her father, coupled with the adrenaline rush, was more than enough for her to suddenly bring her full weight downward. A loud, husky moan burst forth from within her as her rump slammed down upon her father’s waistline, that single thrust burying his entire length deep inside her wanting womanhood.
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\tThe young woman’s eyes immediately went wide, and she had to clap a hand over her muzzle to hold back a sharp squeak of pain. As wet as she was, such deep penetration had stretched her more than her body was prepared for, and as a result she doubled over on top of her father trying desperately to hold back pained whimpers.
\tFortunately for Drenan, her sudden descent had been well-aimed and had hardly strained his manhood, but he was immediately aware of his daughter’s pain. His arms went up to catch her as she doubled over and pull her chest to his as she buried her muzzle against his neck. “Oh, oh no,” he whispered and carefully shifted his body beneath her to withdraw himself. His manhood softly sprung and bobbed back and forth as it left her, followed by another soft squeak from Lyrah. “Shhhh, shhhh, it’s okay sweetheart, just relax. Just relax,” he cooed into her ear and began to stroke her mane with great concern. As a romantic at heart, Drenan had seldom let his passion overcome him, but in the times he had when her mother had been alive, he vividly remembered the occasional accident where either him or his wife had approached one another with lust, and in turn one or both of them walked away satisfied, but pained. Lyrah was still so very young, and to burden her with pain was the last thing Drenan wanted.
\t“Mmmmph,” she groaned into his shoulder. She was breathing quickly and seemed to try and close her legs, but after a minute or two she was able to calm herself and dislodge her muzzle from his shoulder to look at him. “Sorry… I…”
\t“Shhh, it’s okay sweetheart,” he offered with a smile and ran his hand through her mane yet again. “I’m okay, but that sounded like it hurt.”
\tShe nodded quietly at him and wiped her watery eyes with a sniff.
\tDrenan let his smile fade and looked at her with even deeper concern. “I’m really sorry sweetie. I should’ve had more restraint myself. Can I take a look?”
\tLyrah bit her lip again and nodded softly. As a comforting father should, Drenan tenderly brought her into his arms and stood. His toned arms supported her without strain as he laid her softly down onto the large cushion. Her thick thighs were squeezed together before him as he knelt down on the floor and placed his hands softly upon her hooves. Gentle fingers slipped down along the inside of her calves to carefully spread her legs, and despite an initial wince Lyrah seemed to relax as his fingers advanced to her plump thighs to reveal her nethers to him.
\tDrenan took a long look at her nethers, but he couldn’t see any outward injury or anything out of the ordinary. Her outer lips were swollen from arousal, but even what little he could see past them seemed normal. “Everything looks fine, sweetheart…”
\t“S-sore,” she echoed quietly and clamped her hands onto her own breasts to keep them from trying to resist.
\t“Hmm,” he echoed softly, and with curiosity he slipped one of his thick fingers over her swollen lips.
\tLyrah let out a soft gasp, but this one was far less pained-sounding. “That felt good,” she told him as her azure eyes focused back upon him.
\t“Yeah?” he asked her and began to softly rub her swollen lips. Lyrah moaned yet again and lolled her head back softly. Her breathing sped up slightly, but the longer he rubbed the less pain she seemed to be in. “Maybe if I…” he murmured softly, and for a brief moment she lifted her head back up to watch him place both hands on her thighs and tenderly nuzzle his muzzle between them.
\t“What are you…” she started to ask, but her words were cut short as she felt his wide tongue slide from the top of her slit down to the bottom of in a single, slow stroke.
\tThe elder tauren brought his tongue back and looked up at his daughter as he absorbed the sweet, yet tangy, taste of her nectar. She looked back at him with softened eyes and simply nodded to him, and without another word his tongue flicked out again and began to softly explore and caress her waiting petals. Up and down and back and forth he explored her, from slipping his tongue more deeply into her slit to flicking it back and forth over her clit, Drenan thoroughly ensured that every little wisp of her pillowy quim had been touched by his tongue.
\tLyrah tried to watch as much as she could, but her father’s tongue brought her far more pleasure than she had anticipated. A steady stream of moans escaped her as her hands flailed for holds. Her deft fingers found delicious holds on her own nipples and began to gently pinch and tweak her aroused flesh, but whenever his tongue would dive further into her she found herself flailing for a more proper handhold. Her grasp on the leathery cushion was meager, and in desperation she reached out and took hold of something much firmer. Although he only had one, Drenan’s horn was a prime handhold for her, and while her open hand went back to her nipple she found that every time she’d pull on her father, his muzzle would press right up against her clit as he ravished her petals. “Daddy…” she moaned happily and pulled firmly on his horn.
\tDrenan happily followed and strengthened his grip on her thighs. Her unique flavor was as delicious to him as honeyed milk, and the more he licked the more nectar she seemed to give him. He soon realized that his entire muzzle was soaked with her nectar along with her thighs, but he was relentless in his efforts as his hands slid down to grasp her plump rump and squeeze just as much. His erection stood firm between his legs and hovered parallel to the floor as his efforts continued, but the stream of precum that had appeared and began to trickle down his shaft betrayed his lustful desires. He loved everything about Lyrah and her taste, but as soaked as she was he was certain she would be able to handle him again. He let out a muffled groan against her soft flesh before he pulled his muzzle away and looked up to her. “How do you feel, sweetheart?”
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\tLyrah gasped and looked down at him in a haze. Her entire form felt somewhat numb from the pleasure that coursed through her, and any pain she’d had many minutes prior had left her. She couldn’t help but moan happily in her post-climactic haze, and it wasn’t for a good minute or two before she could answer him. “Whoa…”
\tDrenan had steadily approached as she worked toward her answer until his hands and arms were pressed against her sides, and his waist was softly lodged between her thighs. He leaned over to lightly kiss her soft belly and smile. “I was concerned I would be more rusty. I suppose the concern was misplaced, hmm?”
\tThe shamaness launched her upper body forward, jerked his muzzle up with one hand, and pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. If Drenan’s erection had begun to wane from inactivity, the kiss had most certainly revitalized it. The paladin’s powerful arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her even closer as he brought himself back to his hooves rather than his knees, and soon enough his erection had come back into her line of sight to lay softly upon Lyrah’s belly. As the kiss waned she pulled away and beamed at her father. “I… I think that’s the most powerful one yet.
\tThe elder male nodded. “You’re so adorable when you finish, you know that?” he teased and gently leaned forward to push his manhood more firmly against her belly and slide it back and forth. The sensation shot small waves of pleasure through him, and the more he loved his daughter the more he found a fondness for the softness of her belly.
\tLyrah’s cheeks flushed deeply as she echoed a gentle giggle. “So? So are you.” Her legs lifted up to wrap around his waist in kind, though rather than submit to him in that position she tightened her thighs against him and jerked him to one side.
\tYet again, Drenan found himself on his back beneath his daughter. “Pssh, someone like me can’t be ‘adorable’. Maybe handsome or something,” he cocked back with a returned smile.
\tLyrah scoffed as her smile turned coy. He found herself sitting atop his flattened manhood once again, but this time she was far wetter and had already soaked his length after a few back-and-forth grinds. “Oh yes you can, daddy.”
\tHe cocked an amused eyebrow. “Someone’s getting awful big for her britches,” he teased, though his words were punctuated by an intense groan as she reached down to grasp his shaft with one hand.
\tLyrah began to stroke his slicked shaft softly with a playful smile. “I guess so, daddy. Pants are overrated anyway.” Her three-fingered hand worked somewhat unsteadily along his length, but as slick as it was she found very few hang-ups. Two fingers came to his tip to softly and curiously squeeze it, though she was careful to ease up whenever his groan sounded as if it were about to shift into a hiss of pain.
\tDrenan silently admired his daughter’s skill, though his eyes constantly flitted between her hands and her gloriously curvaceous body. Both of his own hands reached up to squeeze and knead her soft breasts, which in turn brought another moan from her. “So it would seem. You look better without them, I must say.”
\tHer cheeks flushed as a shy smile spread across her face. If someone had told her weeks ago that she’d ever have been in such a position, she wouldn’t have believed them. Despite her wonder at the circumstances, Lyrah felt no qualms with embracing them. She loved her father, and he loved her. That was all she needed to know. Satisfied with his state, the shamaness lifted herself up into the air just enough to stand his length upright, but rather than fully take him this time she was cautious to press just his tip against her folds before steadily letting gravity take her downward. The initial push brought a sharp gasp from her lips, though the gasp melted easily into a moan as she slid further downward. Inch after thick inch easily slipped out of sight and into Lyrah, and before she knew it she was once again straddling her father’s muscular hips. “Mmm… daddy…”
\tThe paladin almost always found himself surprised at how he reacted when she called him that, and, coupled with the sudden tightness around his manhood, Drenan couldn’t help but reach one hand up to her neck to pull her down and into a powerfully deep kiss. His open hand slipped from her breast down to her bare rump, and without reservation he began to guide her hips upward and downward until she’d found a rhythm of her own. The couple moaned into each others’ lips as they made love, and the more they kissed, the more their bodies seemed to synch up to one another. Before long Drenan’s hips were rising off the bed to meet her downward thrusts, and the powerful contact brought forth even deeper moans and groans from them. Within minutes Lyrah had slicked their connection with her nectar and had drenched her father’s thighs and balls to add an extra little squish to their combined thrusting, and it was that squish that seemed to grow faster and faster as they clung to one another. “By the Light… I love you Lyrah…” was all he could eke out as he felt her take his length for the umpteenth time, and once again he felt that familiar pressure return at the base of his shaft.
\t“Daddy… love you… too…” she moaned between kisses. Her hefty breasts swayed between the pair steadily before she lowered herself against him even further. Flesh met hot flesh as her muzzle dropped to his neck and lodged itself there. She needed the support as she felt her own pleasure begin to well up for the second time. It might have even been the third for all she knew. The entire ordeal had been nothing but delightful, and among the desire that spurred her thrusting she could easily have lost a climax in there somewhere. Either way, she had no intentions of stopping until she was certain her father was satisfied, and she knew exactly when that would be. Her stretched quim gripped him firmly as her next climax racked her body with delight, and in turn she clung to her powerful father’s form as she quivered in ecstasy against him.
\tThe extra tightness was just enough to put Drenan over the edge. His hips bucked up against her quivering form, and before he could even warn her both of his hands went to her rump, squeezed her plump flesh tightly, and pulled her firmly down onto his manhood as it erupted with several, hot bursts of his seed. Lyrah’s womanhood took every drop it could until it began to spill from their tightened connection, and within the span of a few moments Drenan’s balls had been drained. Both tauren collapsed together in a loving heap, kissing and clinging to each other as the remnant seed trickled down his shaft and coated both of their legs.
\tAs their passionate haze slowly began to fade into exhaustion, Drenan and Lyrah looked at each other weakly through the post-climactic haze. Both wanted to speak, but neither had the consciousness to find the words. They only needed to squeeze each other to convey their devotion, and that was enough to satisfy them as they drifted off into a contented siesta.
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