8 comments/ 31827 views/ 30 favorites Love Knows no Boundaries By: corinnagirl Shyla glanced back as she flew through the trees. She could hear Xandr grunting and crunching twigs as he charged after her. When will that horny goat leave me alone. She thought to her self. She flew faster, hoping to get far enough ahead she could hide from him. Her teeny tiny size came in handy for hiding. But that's about all it was good for. As she burst into the clearing, she looked forward in time to see the large tan chest as she bounced off of it. "Hide me." she said, climbing onto his shoulder and pulling long black hair over her. She was completely hidden in the hair. She heard Xandr clomp through the bushes into the clearing and held her breath, hoping the centaur would keep his mouth shut. "Where did she go?" Xandr huffed, scanning the clearing. "Who?" the Centaur asked, looking around as Xandr did. "That little bitch fairy." he responded, grunting and snorting as he walked around the clearing. "She has to be here somewhere. I was right behind her." "I haven't seen anything." Ardath said, feeling the slight tickle of the fairy's wings against his neck. He didn't know why she was hiding, but he wouldn't give her away. Not to this raging beast. "You lie." Xandr said. "You couldn't have missed her, she leaves a trail of sparkles everywhere she goes." he walked closer to Ardath. "And your chest is covered in fairy sparkle." He looked down. "That it is." he said with a slight smile. "I don't know how that came to be. I did not feel anything." "Hmm." Xandr said, eying him. "I guess you wouldn't feel her. You're much too big. My apologies, sir. I'm just desperate to find her." "Why?' he asked. "if you don't mind my asking." "She's mine." he said simply. "She's just being shy." he huffed and grunted off, through the other side of the clearing. After he was certain the satyr was beyond earshot, Ardath gingerly lifted his hair to reveal the little fairy. "He is gone." he said. The fairy flitted up and hovered before his face. "Thank you," she said, giving him a light kiss on the nose. Though he barely felt the touch of her little lips, the heat still went through his body. "I'm sorry to involve you, but it was the only way to get away from that oaf." "My name is Ardath." he said, offering his hand, accidentally swatting her. "Sorry!" he said quickly as she flew back into his sight. "Don't worry." She said with a laugh. "Happens a lot. My name is Shyla." she grasped his finger and shook it up and down. "You are welcome to hide in my hair anytime you need, Shyla." Ardath said with a smile. "A fairy as beautiful as yourself probably needs to hide often." "Thanks, but not really." she flew around his head as she spoke, taking in his handsome torso. He was strong and tan, his black hair hanging just below his shoulders. His hide was a deep blood red, and it shone in the sunlight. His big, green eyes held light and laughter, smoothing the sharp, chiseled look of his features. "Xandr's the only one who insists on running me down." "Why is that?" Ardath asked. Her beauty captivated him as no other ever had. She was so tiny, he could cover her with his index and middle fingers. Her shapely little body barely covered by the flower petals she wore, her translucent wings invisible as they fluttered. Her blond hair and blue eyes added to the ethereal essence she emitted. "He wishes to have me as a bride." she said with a shrug. "But I am not interested in him." "As fine a satyr as that?" Ardath said mockingly. "How could any woman resist." her laughter sounded like bells chiming in the wind. "Where is your mate?" Shyla asked, hoping there would be none. Her heart beat fast in her chest, her stomach in knots. "I have not found one yet." he said. "and you? Where is your......what do you call male fairies?" "Fairies." she said with a laugh. "I do not have a male." "But you are so beautiful. How could you not?" "Look at you. A centaur so handsome should be the envy of all mares." "I have not found the one to cause my heart to gallop." he looked deep into her eyes. "Until now." "Me?" Shyla said with a squeak. "I do not know why, Shyla, but my heart beats for you." "And mine for you." she flew to his lips and kissed him. "But how will it work?" she asked. "You are so...." "I don't know." Ardath said, caressing her gently with a finger. "And I do not care. I love you Shyla. Quickly as it is, you are the one I mean to have by my side the rest of my days." "Does it normally happen so quickly?" she asked, grabbing his finger and sitting on it. "For my heart is yours forever. Could I love you so suddenly?" "Yes, my love." Ardath said. "Love is love. When you find the one you're meant for, it is instantaneous." They were married in a simple ceremony, by the Centaur Priest, much to the dismay of all. How would you breed? What sort of union is this? It is an abomination to us proud Centaurs. But Ardath and Shyla cared not. All they knew was they loved each other immensely and wanted only each other. As they were led to the marriage hut, Shyla's stomach began to turn. The priest opened the door to the hut, saying his marital blessing, finalizing the union. Ardath cleared his throat as the door shut behind him. "We are rightfully wed, Shyla." he said, cradling her in his hand. "We do not have to mate to seal it." "I wish we could." she said, looking up at her large husband. "For I love you so, and you deserve your offspring." "I love you." Ardath said. "I understand you cannot bare my children. That is fine. As long as I have you by my side, I am complete." "But of your....needs?" she said, glancing down. Ardath laughed a deep, rich laugh. "All I need is your love." he said, running a thumb up and down her back. "And your needs? Must I fetch a toothpick?" "Oh you are too funny." Shyla said, trying to be insulted. Laughter won out, and she nearly fell from his hand she laughed so hard. "We will find away my heart." Ardath said, kissing her head lightly. "Do not fret." she flew up, once around his head, and looked around the room. "is there anyway to turn off your sparkles?" Ardath asked with a laugh, as he waved his hands in front of his face, clearing the raining glitter. "No way I have found. I wish I could though." she said sitting down. "The sparkles bother me much. Everywhere I go I have to be all shiny and dusty. You've no idea how hard it is to remove fairy sparkles." "Then I am cursed to be just as shiny?" he asked, modeling his glittery hide. Shyla did fall from her perch this time as she laughed. "I love you so much, baby." he said, bringing her to his lips in a soft, sensual peck. "If only I could show you just how much." he slowly pushed her flower petal dress off of her body using his thumb. "You are so beautiful." he said, rubbing her little breasts with his finger. She lay her head back, allowing him access. The sensations running through her body more intense than she had ever felt. "You are not a virgin?" he asked. "No, I have been with one other before...but he was a fairy." she managed to say as he continued to rub her whole body with one finger. She lay back in his hand as he used his other fingers to caress her up and down. "So you know how it feels." "Yes...and it was nothing like this." she said, shivering as his calloused finger ran over her tiny mound. She spread her legs, opening her swollen clit to his caress. "Ah, so I have found how to please you." Ardath said softly, feeling her warm juices drip onto his hand beneath her. She gasped as he rubbed between her legs with his pinky finger, trying to get as close to her pleasure zone as possible. He lifted her to his mouth and gently ran the tip of his tongue over her mound. She gasped, lifting her little hips in pleasure. She moaned aloud as he licked her again and again, tasting the light tiny flavor of her. She stiffened in his hand, and he felt her quiver as her juices flowed freely over his tongue. "Ardath." she said after she caught her breath. "That was.....amazing." she said, sitting up. "But what about you?' she asked, flying down and seeing his gigantic cock fully erect. "How can I please you?' "Just by being happy and sated." he said. "I do not need to feel the pleasure to be happy." Shyla flew down to his hard horse cock, and licked it. "did you feel that?" she asked. "Feel what?" "Damn." she said flying back up to him. "I licked it with my whole tongue. You didn't feel it?" "Nope." "How about this." she said, flying down. She lay on it, wrapping her arms and legs around it as tight as she could and began to fly back and forth. "is it working?" she asked. "I feel you, but what are you doing?" she flew up to him. "I was trying to rub you." "It felt like you were jumping up and down on it." Ardath said with a smile. "Don't worry my love." he said, "I am serious when I say I love you. No matter what." She sat on his shoulder, thinking hard. "But you deserve to feel the pleasure you've given me." she said. He reached up and pulled her to his hand. He nudged her legs apart and began to rub her again. "This is all the pleasure I need." he said as she began to breath harder under his ministrations. He pulled her to his lips and licked her again, using barely the tip of his large tongue. Soon she was shaking and moaning, her body clenching and covering his tongue in her cum. He continued to lick her, even though he knew she had reached completion. He licked and licked, bringing her up again, he looked down on her, the pleasure in her face sending sparks of desire through his body. His already hard cock growing harder and beginning to hurt. He rubbed his little finger through her legs again, smiling as she flooded his hand again. "I was wrong, my love." he said, "About what?" she asked breathlessly. "I am in need of release myself." he said strained. "It is beginning to pain me." "What can I do, baby?" she asked, looking at his engorged erection. He smiled, rearing up and placing his front hooves on the table behind her. "Just watch me, honey." he said, reaching down and grasping himself. "But you should not be in the line of fire." he laughed. She flew up and back, out of his way as he began to pump himself, pleasure contorting his face. His massive hand gripped his dick with firm strength, his head thrown back in delight. She could see his muscles jumping and ticking with ecstasy as he moved his hand faster and faster. Wishing she could do more, Shyla watched as he gasped, paying more attention to his face than his cock. He groaned, shooting his load onto the table. A drop flew astray and splattered onto Shyla. With a shriek she fell to the ground, dripping with his sticky mess. "ew." she said, trying to stand under the weight. She finally managed to stand, the thick glob dripping down her back. She looked up to see Ardath silently shaking in laughter. "it wasn't that funny." she said, trying to pout. He continued to shake and jiggle, gasping for breath. Shortly, Shyla joined in, laughing just as hard. "I-I'm sorry, Baby." Ardath said, wiping tears from his eyes. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine. But that felt nasty." she said, stepping away from the drop. "What does it taste like?" she wondered aloud. "I've never tasted it." Ardath said. He watched as she walked to the table and leaned down, licking the large white puddle. He laughed again as she made a face, scrunching up her little nose. "Oh my..." she said, wiping her mouth on her arm. "That was disgusting. And cold. It cools quickly doesn't?" "I guess." "the drop that hit me was frickin hot." "I love you so much, Shyla." Ardath said, picking her up and kissing her. "You are my world." "And I love you, Ardath. Forever." she curled into his hand, snuggling against his thumb. "She what?" Xandr bellowed at his friend. "She got married." Altos said with a shrug. "To some centaur." he snorted. "Can you imagine that? A teeny tiny fairy and a big huge centaur...how do they mate?" "She said she wasn't into marrying." Xandr growled, angered that his beloved had married another. "Maybe she just didn't want to marry you?" "Nonsense." he said, licking his fir. "Who could resist all this sexiness?" he wiggled his little goat backside. "He must have bewitched her somehow." "Centaurs don't have bewitching powers." Altos said. "She married him willingly." "Do you know where they are?" "I'd imagine in the centaur village, about 30 miles north of the Vilkar River." "I'm going after her." Xandr said. "She was mine first." "Whatever." Altos said, finding a patch of fresh clovers more interesting than Xandr's ranting. "Baby, don't worry." Ardath said as Shyla slipped her dress on. "I really don't care. When are we going to stop fighting about this?" "When I find a way." Shyla said. "it just isn't fair. You can make me feel so good, but I can't do a thing for you." "That's not what's important in life." Ardath, tried to pick her up but she flew away. "I love you baby, nothing will ever change that. I don't care if I can only get release by my own hand." "Well, I do." Shyla said, flittering up. "I feel robbed that I cannot bring you any pleasure." she flew up and sat on a branch. "Nothing I do works. I'm just too damn small." "You're perfect the way you are honey." Ardath said walking up to her. "I've always hated being so small." She said, leaning her chin on her hand. "I hate only being able to eat seeds, and even most of those are too big for me. I want more." "You've never liked being a fairy, have you?" "No." she said with a sigh. "Being so small, and all this crappy sparkle dust. I don't think I was meant to be a fairy...it was just a mistake." "There are no mistakes, my love." Ardath said, caressing her with his thumb. "Everything is as it was meant to be." he picked her up, pushing her dress off. "Damn, baby." she said, laying back as he rubbed her. "I can only take so much." "But I love the feel of you in my hand." Ardath said, licking her, "The taste of you on my tongue." she spread her legs and sighed in contentment. "the look of utter ecstasy on your face as you cum on me." he licked and licked, running a finger over her perky little breasts. He licked up her body and lightly sucked on her tit. He could feel his desire raging through his blood. He had to admit, it would be nice to bury himself deep inside his wife, but there was no way. He did wish her to carry his children, but even if he could get his seed in her, she would likely explode from the size of their child. He reared up and reached down as he licked her, grasping his throbbing cock in his muscled hand. They'd discovered it was better this way, keeping her close to him so she didn't get lobbed with flying cum. He felt her stiffen, heard her soft cry as she came on his tongue. He continued to lick and lightly suck as he stroked himself. She moaned again, the pleasure building faster each time he licked her teeny clit. She felt his breath on her, heard him groan as he pumped himself faster and harder. This time, when she flooded his hand with her juices, he came at the same time, sending a stream of thick white liquid arcing through the air. "That is always funny." she said after they had calmed. "what is?" "Seeing your cum shoot through the air like a water fountain." Ardath chuckled and kissed her. "and I always see it upside down, so that makes it even funnier." Ardath quickly pushed her onto his shoulder, covering her with his hair as he heard a rustle in the bushes. Out stepped the ugly, snorting Satyr that led Shyla to him in the first place. "You are the one Shyla chose?" he said, looking at the line of cum in the grass. "Why?" he said. "I watched you, you know." he circled Ardath, clicking his tongue. "And?" Ardath challenged. "Do you always lick your hand as you please yourself?" he asked. "You are very odd." he stepped up, staring up at Ardath. "Where is she?" "who?" "Shyla." he snapped. "Who else? I hear you two have been wed. that is a lie, for she is mine." "We are wed. there is no lie." "Then I will have to call you out." "I beg your pardon?" "A duel." Xandr said with a sneer. "Winner keeps Shyla." "Excuse me?" Shyla said, stepping out, her dress in place. "I am not a prize to be fought for. And I would never be yours. Not even if you kill all the creatures in the forest." "There you are my sweet." Xandr said, "Come now. We must be off." "I go nowhere with you, Ass." Shyla said, sitting on Ardath's shoulder. "I stay here, with my husband." "You are mine!" Xandr said angrily, rushing towards them. Ardath stuck out a hand, holding the satyr at arms length by the head. "Let me go you heathen." he cried. "Is this guy serious?" Ardath asked Shyla, astounded at the goat man's tenaciousness. "You will go back to your home and leave us be,." he said. "Shyla is my mate now. You come near her again and I will be forced to end your life." "She is not your mate. You haven't even put your dick in her. She is mine!" Ardath picked the satyr up and threw him over the bushes. They heard the splash of the Vilkar river. "Man." Shyla said. "That guy's going crazier and crazier every year." "Why is he so insistent that you are his?" Ardath asked, staring off in the direction he threw Xandr. "I've been trying to figure that one out since he first tried to kiss me." "What happened when he tried to kiss you?" he asked, jealousy biting at his gut. "he ended up sucking me into his mouth and nearly ate me." she stared narrow eyed at him as he began to laugh. "It wasn't funny at the time. You see how dirty he is on the outside. His mouth smelled like dead fish." "my poor Shyla." Ardath said through his laughter. "how traumatic for you." "but he's right." "Excuse me?" "About me not being your mate. How can I be when you cannot even plant your seed in me." "It matters not." Ardath said. "I love you. I pleasure you. You arouse me enough that I can pleasure myself. I am happy with the way things are, baby." "I'm tired." Shyla said sadly. "let's go home." they walked off, Ardath cradling Shyla in his hand. Shyla wiped the tears from her eyes as she sat outside their hut. She loved Ardath so much, wanted him to have all he deserved. He deserved more than she could offer. As she sniffed, one of the centaur elders approached her. "why do you cry, young one?" he asked. "Worry not, Elder Farzh." she said, sitting straight. "It is a problem all my own." "But it brings your tears, therefore it is a heavy problem." he said, flicking his tail at a fly. "You should speak and lift the weight." "It's just..." Shyla began. "I feel horrible. I cannot please Ardath. Cannot give him the children I know he wants." "That you knew from the start." Elder Farzh pointed out. "I know." Shyla said, flitting in circles, leaving a shiny trail of sparkles on the ground. "But I did not know it would hurt this much." "Perhaps I can be of a little help." he said, "There is an ancient one in a cave in the Filkirk Hills." he trotted back and forth as he spoke. "he is known for his magic and caring heart. He may help you. How, I do not know. That would be up to you." "Really?" Shyla asked, fluttering in one place, her head cocked at an angle listening intently. "How do I get there?" "Follow the olden trails. They have faded, but are still visible." Elder Farzh stared intently at her. "But you must also follow your instinct. There are several false trails and once you get to the Hills, there are many false leads. Go where your heart tells you to go." "You will speak not of this?" she asked, glancing at the tent. "I do not want Ardath to follow me." "It shall remain between us." "thank you, Elder Farzh." "Go with care." he said, trotting off to his hut. Shyla flew into the hut where Ardath stood sleeping peacefully. She grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. She placed the note where Ardath would see it and kissed his cheek. Love Knows no Boundaries "I love you." she whispered before slipping away in the night. Ardath blinked in confusion before he realized there was a small piece of paper taped to his top eyelid. He peeled it off and looked at it, confused for a moment. All he saw was: Ardath, Do not seek me out. I will return when and if I can. I love you so much, that is why I have left. Please do not worry, and do not feel sad. I promise to return in one way or another. This is something I must do. For us. All My Love, Shyla He carefully placed the paper on the table and dug around in his dresser. He pulled out a dusty old magnifying glass and placed it over the paper. Ardath, Do not seek me out. I will return when and if I can. I love you so much, that is why I have left. Please do not worry, and do not feel sad. I promise to return in one way or another. This is something I must do. For us. All My Love, Shyla Tears sprung to his eyes as he read the note. Shyla had left. He had to find her, regardless of what she requested. He couldn't let her wonder away from him. What did she mean if she returned? He rushed around the hut, packing what he would need before rushing out of the hut. "where do you run?" Elder Farzh asked as Ardath zoomed past. "My wife has left." he said, trotting in place nervously. "I must find her." "She does not wish to be found." "You know where she went, don't you?" "That I do." "Tell me!" Ardath roared, charging the elder. "I swore I wouldn't." "Damn." Ardath said. "Bound by your word I cannot force you to break. Why did you let her go?" "It is what she needed. She will return, Ardath. Fret not. She has not left you for good. She merely seeks to improve herself for your happiness." "I will still seek her out." he said. "she is everything to me." he turned and galloped off, following the faint sparkle trail glittering the ground. Shyla swore as she the trail ended against a mountain. Another false trail. She turned and headed back to the main trail. Her thoughts remained with Ardath as she traveled. The sun had risen and set three times since she left. Many times she thought to turn back for she missed him so. But she wanted him to be happy enough that she kept on. As she flittered over a hill, she saw the trail end at the opening of a cave. She yipped in joy and flew to the opening. Her yip soon became a yelp as she bounced off the solid wall. It was a fake opening. But the trail had ended, so she sought the real opening. She turned and saw three supposed openings. Moving with caution this time, she touched each opening only to find solidness. She'd traveled so far, been gone so long. Trickery was something she was never fond of and this was too much. She flit to the ground in frustration, kicking at the hill. Her foot hit thin air. She walked forward into the seemingly solid hillside and felt the grass brush her as she entered the cave. Wow. She thought, lucky. She walked down the path into an enormous cavern. Three separate caves led out of the clearing. She floated in the center of the three, looking down each one. She thought about what Elder Farzh had said. To use her heart. She closed her eyes, spinning in place. She held one finger out, stopping suddenly and opening her eyes. She was pointing at the left tunnel. It just didn't seem right, so she spun again. This time she stopped at the right tunnel. She headed towards it, but at the last minute, went down the center tunnel. She traveled far, the only light provided by her sparkles. It seemed as if she flew forever before she reached another opening. A faint light shown behind the cracks of the large wooden door. Slowly she slipped through a larger crack and found herself in a homey, comfortable room. "Hello?" she called. "Is anyone here?" "Who dares trespass?" a deep, gravelly voice called. "Uh, my name is Shyla." she said nervously. "I need some help." "Where are you?" the voice asked. "I can hear you , yet not see." "That is because I'm so stinking small." she said, flying towards the figure by the fire place. "I am here." "You are small." the minotaur said, raising an eyebrow. "What brings you to seek me?" "I have a problem with my size." "You wish to be smaller?" "No." she sighed, flying in circles. "I wish to be of an acceptable size for my husband." "he is not a fairy then?" "No. He's a centaur." The minotaur laughed long and loud. He held his stomach and bent at the waist. "H-how do you mate then?" "That is the problem." Shyla said sadly. "I wish to be of a size that I could please him and bare his children." "This I can do." the minotaur said, stroking his beard. "On one condition." "Let me guess, you want my first born?" "yes and no." the minotaur said, "I will enlarge you permanently, if upon the birth of your first child, you bring me his heart." "His heart? You want me to kill my baby?" "Only your firstborn. You will have many after that to replace it." Shyla thought hard, weighing her options. "It is a deal." she said after a long pause. "On one condition." "Yes?" the minotaur said quizzically. "You rid me of these dratted sparkles as well." "Done." the minotaur said. He walked to his chest and pulled out a gourd. He grabbed his staff and stumped it on the ground as he raised the beaded gourd above his head. He chanted a few words, as the fire swelled. The minotaur stepped to Shyla, circling her with the gourd. She began to feel a warmth tingle at the tip of her head. As the minotaur chanted and thumped his staff the warmth spread over her entire body. It felt as if thousands of warm hands rubbed her all over. She began to spin, floating under an invisible force. The tingling warmth intensifying throughout her body. Her stomach began to knot as the invisible hands suddenly focused on her wet pussy. She through her head back and moaned, the pleasure coursing through her veins. She felt it build, tighter and tighter until she felt like her body exploded, ripping to pieces. She woke laying on the floor, her body still humming from the intense pleasure. She slowly rose to her feet, her eyes widening as everything seemed a normal size. Not as gigantic as before. She looked down, her flower petal dress gone. She blushed as she realized she stood naked before the minotaur. "Here," he said, tossing her a light brown robe. "I cannot make the flower petals grow." she slipped it on, stunned into silence as she looked down at her new, large body. She stood tall, maybe six foot. She was still slender, her breasts just as perky as before. Only now they were the size of grapefruits instead of pinheads. She twirled, laughter filling the room. "Thank you so much." she said. Her new size would fit Ardath perfectly. "Remember our deal." the minotaur said. "I will know when you've had your first. If you do not bring me the heart, I will seek you out and extinguish your child and your husbands lives." "I will return, Ancient One." Shyla said, bowing. "my appreciation is unexplainable." "Be gone." the minotaur said. "Your husband searches for you. Go to him." Shyla ran out, having lost the ability to fly, but not caring. She could finally please Ardath. She ran from the cave and down the path. On her way to reunite with her love and show him her new body. Ardath stared up at the night sky, his heart aching to hold Shyla again. He had been searching for two days and her trail had ran cold. No more shiny bits in the grass to lead his way. He sighed, sadness filling him. He began to walk again, his short rest over. He followed the old trails, hoping to find her along the way. As he crested a hill, he saw a figure approaching him. The tall, shapely figure was obviously a female. What was a female doing out here at this time of night? He wondered. As he neared, the figure stopped, and he could tell she was staring at him. "Ardath?" came a familiar voice. Ardath stilled, shocked into motionlessness. "Sh-Shyla?" he stammered, walking closer. It was indeed his bride, only the teeny tiny fairy was gone. Replaced by this tall, beautiful woman. "What happened?" "I had to do it, baby." Shyla said caressing his cheek. "Now I can please you as you please me." "But how?" "The ancient one in the hills." she said. "But Shyla, he asks a price. Always." "Do not worry my love. It is a price we can pay." she rose up on tip toe and kissed him fully for the first time. Their tongues melded as their lips met. Fire shot through Ardath's body as he tasted her tongue, running his in and around her mouth. He pulled her against him, loving the feel of her curvy body in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing as close to him as she could. The feel of her firm breasts pressed against his chest nearly tore him apart. He pulled back, slipping his hands beneath the robe she wore. She let her head fall back as he squeezed and caressed her breasts. His fingers found her nipples and she gasped, pleasure she never experiences shooting over her nerve endings with every pinch and tug. He slowly pushed her robe from her shoulders, exposing her to his gaze. He stepped back, admiring his wife as he had never seen her before. "You are just as beautiful as before." he whispered, running his hands over her shoulders. "I love you Shyla." he leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and lightly nipping at it. "But if you ever run off again," he said, moving to the other nipple. "I'll have to hunt you down and tie you to the floor." he kissed up to her face, sliding a hand down over her curly mound. "understood?" he asked against her mouth. She nodded breathlessly as he slipped a finger inside her wet hole. He kissed her with a passion as he rubbed the palm of his hand against her clit, thrusting his finger in and out. He added another finger and pulled her close against him, his other hand cupping her round bottom. She gripped his shoulders, moving against his hand as the pleasure began to spike. She began to breath harder, little whimpers escaping. Ardath wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her against his chest as he moved his hand harder and faster, kissing her neck with sharp, quick bites. "Come for me baby." he said against her ear, slamming his fingers into her tight little opening. "let it go..." he smiled as he felt her begin to quiver, her juices spilling over his hand. The hot liquid dripped down his arm as he continued to move, the wet squishing sound arousing him beyond all reason. "It's time." he said, leading her to a nearby rock. "I will be gentle, if this is what you want." "You know it is." she said, laying on the flat rock, watching as he stepped over her. She was tall enough to still see his face even as his raging cock probed her tender flesh. She reached down and guided him in, tensing at the slight pressure. "It will hurt." "I know." she ran her hands up his hide, to his stomach as he pushed deeper and deeper. The pain was there, but faint. The pleasure of having him inside her overshadowed the discomfort. She spread her legs wider, arching up to bring more of him in. "I want all of you, Ardath. Now." he groaned and thrust deep inside her, filling her completely. He stilled, looking down at her. "You feel so good." he managed to say through gritted teeth. "I may not last." "I care not." she said, rubbing his stomach. "I want you to take me fast and hard....please." she threw her head back as he pulled out, just to plunge in again. He bent, resting his hands on the rock as he pounded into her. The pleasure in her face feeding the flames of his passion. He moved faster and faster, loving the feel of her slick, warm walls. He felt her tense beneath him, arching her back off the rock as her wet pussy began to pulse around his erection. She cried out, causing him to lose control. He slammed into her one last time, his orgasm gripping him in complete satisfaction. Shyla smiled as she felt his warm seed fill her to the brim, dripping out even as he pushed further into her. It had never been that wonderful before. She looked up into his hooded eyes as he pulled away, pulling out of her completely. "I love you, Ardath. I can't say it enough." "And I you my darling." he said, bending to kiss her. He had never felt anything that intense in his life. "Can we...." "What?" Shyla looked a little sheepish as she blushed. "Can we try the other hole?" she asked. "The other?...." his cock grew hard instantly as he realized what she meant. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes." she said, kneeling beneath him and bringing his swaying cock to her lips. "I've always wanted to try it." she said, licking the tip. She could taste her juices still clinging to his member. She opened her mouth and took as much of him in as she could, sucking and nipping. He let his head fall back as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. He bent to her kneeling form, running a hand down her back. He slid his hand down her bottom, rubbing a finger between her cheeks. She dropped to her hands and knees, still licking and sucking him. She raised her rear to his touch as he pushed two fingers into her wet cunt. He moved in and out, coating his fingers with her juices before rubbing against her tight virgin hole. He pressed gently, easing the tips of his fingers into the hole. She moaned softly, the sound vibrating against his sensitive tip. She pushed against his fingers, bringing him deeper into her. He closed his eyes, loving the feel of her lips on him. He pushed his fingers fully into her anus, moving back and forth, preparing her for what was to come. He rubbing his fingers around the opening, stretching it, relaxing it, hoping to erase as much pain as he could. She pushed against him with every thrust, licking into his hole. He growled, pulling her up to a kiss. "I can't wait anymore baby." he said, kissing her ear. "I need to be inside you." he laid her stomach down on the rock, lifting her open ass to him. He stepped over her, gently probing with his swollen member. He moved as slow as he could, the pleasure almost too much to bear. She moaned, pushing against him, trying to fill herself with him. He grabbed her hips and plunged deep into her tight anus. The warm, wet walls instantly molding to his cock as he stilled, all the way inside her. "Holy damn." he said. "I know." she whimpered, rubbing against him, "It feels so damn good." she raised to her knees and pushed against him, rocking back and forth. "Fuck me hard, baby. Hard as you can." she closed her eyes as he moved, the feel of his large dick reaming her ass sending shivers of ecstasy throughout her body. She reached down, rubbing her clit as he rammed her, pleasure taking her suddenly. She cried out, gripping the rock as he moved harder and faster. "Fuck me!" she cried into the night. "Fuck me baby...God yes!" a second orgasm ripped through her, nearly jarring her off the rock. Ardath gripped her waist as she slipped to the side. He pulled her up, holding her in the air as he pummeled her rear fiercely. He groaned loud and long as he shoved into her a final time, filling her ass with his juice. "So what was his price?" Ardath asked as he carried his wife on his back, heading for home." "Nothing we have to worry about now." Shyla said, loving the feel of his hide rubbing against her swollen, tender clit. "I swear baby," she said, rubbing his shoulders. "you're gonna make me cum so much just by riding your back." Ardath chuckled, wiggling as he walked. He heard Shyla gasp in pleasure. "So what is the price?" he asked again, refusing to let her side step again. "the heart of our firstborn." she said quickly. "what?" Ardath roared, pulling her from his back. He held her in front of him. "you traded the heart of our child?" "Yes, but we can get around it." she said, caressing his cheek. "We could use anyone's heart, couldn't we?" "Shyla," he said, placing her on the ground. "We cannot use just any heart. The heart of the firstborn centaur is special." "How so?" she asked. "It is twice the size of the other foals." "And the Ancient One will know the difference?" "The Ancient One knows all." "well crap." Shyla said, tears in her eyes. "What will we do?" "Let's worry about it when the time comes." Ardath said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "For now, let us just revel in each other." he kissed her softly before placing her on his back again. They walked in silence, save for Shyla's small gasps as his hide rubbed her clit. The other centaurs smiled and stared as they walked into the village, delighted in Shyla's new size. As soon as they entered their hut, Ardath tossed her onto the bed. "You little vixen" he said, "Covering my hide in your sweet juices, making me smell them all the way home. You knew it would turn me on." "Me?" Shyla said, laying back as he leaned down to lick her slit. "You were the one walking over the bumpy rocks instead of on the smooth trail, insuring I would cum from all the rubbing." she let her head fall back as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He licked and sucked her, darting his tongue in and out of her wet hole as he massaged her breasts. She moaned as he licked up from her anus to her clit, pinching her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. She lifted her legs and spread them as wide as she could, wanting him to lick deeper. He moved up to suck her clit as he slid two fingers into her hot wet cunt. She slammed her feet to the bed, pushing up against his mouth as she groaned loudly. He smiled, feeling as she got closer and closer to completion. He slowly slipped his other two fingers into her rosebud, sucking hard on her clit. She cried out in ecstasy as she covered him in her hot juices. He kissed his way up to her face, licking and sucking her nipples on the way. "You are too much honey." he said, slipping deep inside her slowly. "I love you more every time I see you." he pushed in and out of her in a slow, steady rhythm. She rubbed his chest as he moved, pushing up against him. He grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head as he kissed her. "I'm glad he made you this tall." he said between kisses. "So I can reach your face as I please you." she pulled against his hands, wanting to pull him closer to herself. He wouldn't release her, only kissing her deeply, with such love and care it brought tears to her eyes. "Let me show you how much I love you." he whispered, kissing her neck as he moved in and out. She wrapped her legs around his hide, trying to pull him deeper. They moved and rocked together for a while, their pleasure building slowly. Shyla closed her eyes, tears dripping from them as she felt her orgasm rip through her, the soft intenseness of it astounding her. She smiled as Ardath soon followed, filling her again with his seed. She knew this union was the one to create their first child. "You are my world." She said to him as she kissed him deeply before drifting off to sleep, holding his hand. "She will be mine." Xandr said, still obsessing over Shyla. "Of course she will." Altos said, not really paying attention. He'd heard it all before. "I will find a way to capture her and bring her home with me." "You do that." "I'll return." he walked off, plotting his revenge. Xandr walked to the clearing where he last saw them, the little box clinking against his waist. He decided he would grab Shyla when that oaf of a centaur was not looking and lock her in the box. He would keep her there, letting her out only to please him. He saw no sign of them in the familiar clearing, so he walked farther in search of the village. Ever since he first laid eyes on Shyla years before, he fell instantly in love with her. She was his, he saw her first. He was not accustomed to ladies telling him no. they always fought over him. But Shyla laughed in his face when he kissed her. It wasn't his fault, she flew into his mouth. He grumbled as he walked, the insult dealt to him incomprehensible. How dare she go off and get married. And to a centaur! Those gigantic beasts knew nothing of pleasing dainty little fairies like Shyla. She was a prisoner, he was sure of it. He would free her from the massive centaur and take her as his. Since she like being prisoner so badly, she could be his. Love Knows no Boundaries "The hooves will not hurt me, will they?" Shyla asked the midwife as she felt her colt kick again. "No, my darling." she said with a smile. "They are coated to prevent harm." she held her ear to Shyla's growing belly. "He is an active one." she said. "You are certain it is a he?" "all firstborn centaurs are male." the midwife said. "Afterward, we cannot tell until they are born if they will be male or female. Or centaur for that matter." "How could I not have a centaur?" she asked. "Darling," Ardath said. "It is all in the shared species. We may have a centaur after this, or we may have a fairy. Just because you are big does not mean your child will be. Remember, you were born a fairy. You may have fairies." "Hmm." Shyla said. "Is it possible to have a fairy centaur?" Ardath and the midwife laughed. "I'm not certain." the midwife said. "I guess you could...I would love to see that. Come Ardath. Feel your offspring move." she directed Ardath to cradle Shyla's stomach in his hand. He smiled as he felt his colt adjust inside his wife. "It won't be long now." the midwife said, packing her things into her bag. She slung the sack over her hide and trotted out. "What will we do about my debt to the Ancient One?" Shyla asked, rubbing her stomach. "I guess we should try and find someone with a large enough heart to fool him." "But who?" Shyla asked. "And how would we get the heart? I do not wish to kill anyone, nor do I want you to." "I will seek the advice of an Elder. Go home, honey, and relax. Do not worry overmuch about this. I will take care of it." he kissed her on the head, pushing her towards their hut. He headed to the Elder hut as she entered theirs. She gasped when she saw Xandr tearing the hut apart. "What the hell do you think you are doing?' she shouted, heading towards him. "who the hell are you?" he asked, squinting at her. "It is I, Shyla. Why are you tearing my home apart, Xandr?" "Shyla?" he said astonished. "You're not a little fairy anymore." "No, I'm not." she said, "I became grown so I could bear my husbands children." she stepped towards Xandr. "Why are you here?" "To take back what is rightfully mine." "I have nothing of yours." she said. "You are mine." "Oh lay off already." she said. "I belong to Ardath. As you can obviously see, I'm fully his as I carry his son." "That can be dealt with." Xandr said flippantly. You are coming with me." he lunged for her, but crashed to the floor as she stepped aside. She headed for the door, trying to flee but Xandr grabbed her ankle. She fell, twisting to her side so she didn't land on her belly. "Leave me be!" she cried, scurrying away from him. He leapt up, grabbing her hair as she reached for the door. He pulled her back, trying to tie her hands with a bit of rope. She reached out, grabbing at anything she could. She managed to get hold of the heavy decorative urn given to her by the midwife as a birthing present. She swung it around, gagging at the sickening crunch it made when it struck Xandr's head. He let go of her and fell back just as Ardath came through the door. "what happened?" he asked as Shyla threw herself into his arms with a cry. "He was waiting for me when I came in." she said against his chest. "He wanted to take me back and keep me as his prisoner." Ardath kissed her head lightly, gently pushing her aside as he bent to inspect Xandr. "He is dead." he said softly. "Oh, I did not mean for this." Shyla said tearfully. "I only wanted him off of me." "Hush darling." Ardath said, pulling her to him. "It is not your fault. He would be alive and well if he had not come here." he held her as she cried, rubbing her back. "Our colt is okay, right?" he asked, running a hand over her belly. He smiled when he felt it kick as if in response to his father. "what will we do?" Shyla asked. She suddenly gasped, bending forward. "What is it my sweet?" Ardath asked, "Did that bastard harm you?" "N-no." she gasped. "I think it is time." she shrieked as pain ripped through her again. "Come. We will go to the birthing hut." Ardath led her to the sacred hut, calling for the midwife as they rushed inside. She appeared instantly, prepping the ground with hay and oats. "It is all right, child." she said to Shyla, laying her on the floor. "just relax, breath and let nature take its course." Ardath trotted back and forth nervously. One of the elders came in to lead him outside. "I know you would like to see this, but it is safer for us to be outside." he said as Ardath resisted. "It is known that in the old times, before this tradition, one unfortunate father stepped upon his colt in his excitement. We do not wish for this to reoccur, so it is now the custom for you to wait outside." Ardath looked back at Shyla one last time as he allowed the elder to lead him out. "She will be fine, my son." the elder said. "She is in good hands." Shyla breathed deeply, hoping the pain would ease. She could feel her baby moving a lot inside her, as if preparing to come out. "You are ready." the midwife said from between her legs. "On three, I want you to lean up, and push as hard as you can. One....two....three." Shyla grunted as she pushed, her insides burning as they stretched to make way for her colt. She lay back panting, gripping the hay beneath her as she heard the midwife count again. She leaned up, pushing again. She let out a final cry as she felt her baby slip out of her, heard the wet slap as it hit the floor. She lay gasping for breath as the midwife tended the colt, cleaning it off and clearing the airways. The first sound of his little cry brought Ardath in, tears gleaming in his eyes. He knelt by Shyla, gathering her into his arms. "You did it baby," he said. "Look at him." "He's beautiful." she said as the midwife lifted their son to her. He was a deep blood red like his father, with blond hair and little blue eyes like his mother. Shyla held him close to her side and he immediately sought her breast. She slit her tunic aside to allow him access and he fed hungrily. "I will leave you to your happiness." the midwife said after she had cleaned up the afterbirth. She walked out, silently closing the door so they could have their privacy. "I cannot take his heart." Shyla said quietly as her son nursed. She gazed upon his perfect little head. "You do not have to, my sweet." Ardath said with a smile, running a finger over his son. "I hadn't a chance to tell you, but the elder I spoke to said a full grown satyr's heart is the same as a newborn centaur's." "truthfully?" Shyla asked. "Yes. So we need not worry. We have a full grown satyr in our hut. I will take care of procuring his heart and disposing his remains. You need not worry a bout a thing. Just keep our son warm and fed." he kissed her deeply before heading to his hut to harvest the satyr's heart and save his son. "Who dare disturb me?" the minotaur bellowed as Shyla entered his cave. "It is I, Shyla, Come to pay my debt." she said. He turned to her, his hand out. She pulled the sack from her hip and opened it, revealing the large heart. "Well done." the minotaur said. "You are smarter than I first thought." "How do you mean?" she asked as he took the heart. "This is not your son's." "It is." "No." the minotaur smiled. "You do not have it in you to harm anything, let alone your own child." Shyla shuffled her feet nervously. "It is fine, my child." he said. "But you are smart to have brought me the heart of a satyr. They are the closest to firstborn centaur hearts. Others have tried to pull the wool over my eyes and have failed so obviously. You are fine. I will not punish you, nor will I remove my gift. You are free to go. Be happy and fruitful in your life." he tossed the heart into the big pot in his fireplace as he turned away. Shyla smiled, and slowly backed to the door. "thank you." she said before leaving. She ran to the forest where Ardath and Ronak awaited her. She laughed as she broke the news to her family. Ardath kissed her deep, lifting her into a big hug. The family headed home, Shyla gripping Ardath's back as he rubbed against her clit. They lived long and happy, producing child after child. They had ten in all, each one loved as much as the first. After Ronak came Ludmilla, a centaur. Then came Eleazaro, another centaur. Ariacella surprised them all, as no one could tell Shyla was pregnant. Not even Shyla, until one day she sneezed and a teeny little glowing dot fell from her loins. On closer inspection she realized she had given birth to her first fairy child. Baldric and Balto came next, twin centaurs. Orinoco, her first fairy son, arrived next. This time Shyla knew he was in there, for she felt him flitting around like a bumblebee. Zarhi came next, a female centaur, followed closely by Melisande, another centaur. A few years past, and they thought they were done. Until little Laureliyan was born. She stunned the entire village with her birth. She was about the size of a squirrel, her wings strong and translucent. The ever-present sparkles followed her wherever she flitted, lifting her little centaur body with ease. The love and happiness was evident to all as they lived out their lives together, happily ever after.