<7> ~~~~~~ "That's it, right there," Rainier rumbled quietly as he gazed down at the tauren woman before him. Her sparkling eyes looked right back into his own as her head bobbed succulently back and forth along his thickness. Both of his weathered hands reached out to gently grasp her horns before pulling her slowly onto him, bringing her deeper and deeper until her parted lips kissed his hips. "Baby... I can't...!" The tauren did not break their gaze and simply nodded, almost smiling as she seemed to pull even more firmly upon his length with her lips. Her honeyed voice let out a soft squeak of delight, and everything about her body language begged him for his sweet release. Rainier's breathing shallowed, and his grip slipped into her mane to hold her close, ready to draw back should she tap. His eyes began to close as he felt his powerful climax begin to swell. His body tensed, he bit his lip... ~~~~~~ ... and his eyes opened, ripping him from his dream, to see Summer swallowing his cock whole. "Sum-" was all he could get out before he could fight his urge no further. One hand gripped the couch while the other helplessly squeezed a handful of her beautiful hair. With a deep, husky groan his hips arched off the couch, and a startling eruption of his thick, sticky cum shot itself straight into the blood elf's mouth. Summer couldn't hold back a moan of her own as she almost immediately swallowed her adoptive father's seed. A deep crimson flooded her cheeks, feeling almost spellbound by the wonderful, concentrated smell and taste of Rainier. Through her haze of lust, fireweed, and curiosity, Summer was instantly certain things would never be the same between them. She couldn't physically pull her lips away as she worked to swallow each and every subsequent burst of his cum, even though she was certain she could easily retreat despite her father's hand in her hair. Even his normally-gentle touch, feeling much firmer and more desperate in the throes of his semi-conscious climax, shot fervent flames of warm pleasure through her own body. Rainier's mouth hung open with his head thrown back as he weathered one of the most powerful climaxes of his life. Sex dreams were not uncommon to him, but they had never been [i]this[/i] pleasant before. His muscular body twitched and spasmed with each eruption, and when it was all said and done he slumped himself back into the couch, utterly spent. His brain had seemingly gone into stasis throughout the wonderful orgasm, and it was slow to reboot as his eyes slid open and his head tilted forward to look back down again. Summer was still tucked tightly into his lap, and it wasn't until she started to pull back did Rainier fully register what had just happened. Her lips drew completely off of his slicked cock for her glowing green eyes to peer up at him in the darkness, and in that moment the parental side of him saw... rage. "SUMMER!" he suddenly rumbled with the ferocity of an agitated lion. "ROOM! NOW, YOUNG LADY!" The blood elf's reaction was about a half a second delayed, but she knew she was in hot water the moment she registered his tone. Summer squeaked in surprise as she clumsily rolled herself right over the edge of the couch, struggled to scramble to her feet while mid-crawl, and bolted up the stairs toward her room without looking back, bumping into one wall, then the other like a pinball. "WE WILL TALK ABOUT THIS IN THE MORNING!" Rainier shouted up the stairs, his throbbing manhood still dangling out of his boxers as he stood with one foot on the first step. His cry was shortly followed by the slam of Summer's door, followed by silence once more. The agitated human let out a fierce rumble as he turned away and began to pace, his mind overwhelmed with mixed and conflicted emotions as he began to try and fully understand what the fuck had just happened. * * * * * Up in her room, Summer had flung herself onto her bed, and there she laid with her chest heaving in shock and excitement. Had she really just done that? She could still taste him vividly upon her tongue, and a gentle dip of her fingers into her denim shorts found them almost soaked through with her own nectar. Her long, keen ears could still hear her father pacing and grumbling all the way downstairs, but she knew he couldn't hear her back. Before Summer had realized it, two of her fingers were knuckle-deep in her own folds, while her fireweed-addled thoughts focused solely upon the powerful human male that was her adoptive father. A cascade of fantasy images flooded her mind with overwhelming force. Thoughts of her beloved Rainier bending her over and ravishing her with reckless abandon, of him binding her and using her as they both desired, of him falling asleep in her bed at night as his cum leaked from between her legs. In Summer's intense excitement, less than a minute had passed before her back suddenly arched sharply off her bed, and a gut-wrenching climax tore through every fiber of her being. The blood elf had to forcibly clap her free hand over her mouth to keep from screaming in intense delight, unconcerned with the potential repercussions that were surely coming at sunrise. Wave after wave of lustful delight washed over her toned body. Her climax lasted for several wonderful, heavenly moments, and once she finally collapsed she desperately tugged and freed herself of her poorly-fitted clothing. A shaky, happy sigh of relief fled from her lips as she sunk into her pillowy bed, naked and clinging to her thickest pillow like she might cling to a lover. The padded fabric rubbed firmly against her sensitive nethers, but Summer didn't care. Only more intense euphoria awaited her as she pulled her comforter up and over her head. Any inhibition had fled from her mind and body alike. Her hips rocked back and forth against her pillow as her mind was flooded with a string of more and more taboo thoughts. Thoughts of her adoptive father clinging to her as he plunged his cock deep into her asshole, of being bound, gagged, and strung upside down for Rainier to use as he pleased, and even of bonding with him for life at the altar of the Cathedral of Light excited her beyond her comprehension. Had these thoughts always been in the dark corners of her mind? She loved her father dearly, sure, but he was still the man who raised her, was he not? Still, he wasn't related to her by blood, she figured, and that thought seemed to fan these familial flames to their peak for the second time. Summer squeezed her eyes shut as her entire body began to convulse and quake once again, eagerly submitting to the wonderfully vicious climax that took her with reckless abandon. Spurts of her nectar drenched her beloved pillow, but the warrior simply couldn't let go. Her lips even opened just a bit as she dared to whisper, "Rainier... Daddy...!" to herself alone, which in turn sent another wave of warmth over her toned frame. That second climax and powerful warmth seemed to finally bring some relaxation to Summer's tense figure, and mere moments later her gentle afterglow lulled her into a deep, peaceful sleep.